So, I just couldn't ignore this idea after watching the last episode of Naruto covering Naruto and Hinata's wedding. I just had so many ideas wondering about the in-between period after the wedding like the pregnancy, moving in together, being newlyweds, all that kind of stuff. I hadn't realized how much I missed/enjoyed writing Club 81 until I came back to it lol.

Bonus Chapter: The Lonely Home

"I'm home!" Naruto calls out.

He doesn't get a response, not that he expects one.

Because it's always been like this, returning to this empty home.

The clock ticks distantly from the kitchen as he trudges in, tossing his backpack into a pile of clothes nearby.

'Guess its ramen again.' He decides, fridge a stockpile of instant ramen and other fast food assortments.

The power flickers on and off as he tries to jump start the stove, searching for a clean pot, bowl, and spoon among the dirty dishes.

'I could tell the landlady again about the power issue, but…'

What was the point?

She'd never fix it, muttering it was pointless to fix up his place out of all the rooms she rented.

And he didn't blame her.

He glanced around as his noodles heated, paint on the walls chipping with age, showing a murky brown underneath. Dust gathered at practically every corner of the house, the highest places strung with silvery webs.

The worst though was his fellow 'roommates', the roaches and bugs that called this place 'home' too.

It was the same monotonous cycle, go to school, pull a prank, get detention, and then head home to repeat again tomorrow. His homeroom teacher Iruka occasionally stopped by to check on him, but other than that it was just him.

"I guess it could be worse!" He mused, thinking over his situation a bit more brightly.

His parents had left him enough money to get by at least, he had enough to pay the rent, buy a few meals, and usually have leftovers to buy an occasional game or something.

But…

He slurped his noodles absentmindedly, glancing at the empty seats at the table beside him.

He's alone.

The noodles grow cold.

He spends the rest of the evening busying himself with chores, the water takes hours to heat to do the laundry (perhaps the heater is broken again too), but he gets everything relatively done by 9 o clock.

"Looks like we'll be having some showers overnight, they'll be passing over Konoha around 1:00 am or so, be prepared for-"He clicked off the TV with a sigh.

Drops leak in through the holes in the roof, pattering around him in the darkness.

He'll patch the gaps again tomorrow if the roof isn't too damp and perhaps bring up his complaints once more to the landlady. She'll have to listen if he brings along one of his 'roommates' after all…

Though for now all he can do is curl under his sheets and wish he was anywhere but here.

-X-

"Eww, he's the last person I would want to be paired up with!" One girl whispers.

"Have you seen the bruises and scratches on his arms, what type of fights has he been getting into? I feel sorry for whoever got stuck with him." Another whispers.

Hinata bites her lip, trying to tune out the gossip.

Even if said gossip involves Naruto.

Middle school hadn't been kind to Naruto and high school wasn't turning out to be much better either.

She fisted the scrap paper of the name she had drawn for their history assignment. It was a simple enough task for the beginning of the year, write a paper together over a famous Konoha hero and explain what they contributed to today's society.

Carefully she waited until the girls left the room, unfurling the paper to read said name once more.

'Naruto Uzumaki.'

No amount of splashing cold water on her cheeks seems to make the blush staining her face go away. So many of the girls in their class had wanted Sasuke to ogle over or even Shikamaru for at least his brains, but all Naruto usually did during class was sleep, doodle, or at his worst, mess with the teacher's lesson plan.

"This is your chance to talk to him." She tells her reflection.

"Giving yourself a good pep talk?" Sakura asks, coming into view and she nearly falls back in surprise.

Green eyes sharpen in alarm as she helps her up to a full standing position, brightening as she drew fingers through her fuchsia locks.

"You cut your hair." Hinata realizes, lilac eyes widening.

Sakura nods, twirling a strand self-consciously. "Yeah, figured it was time for a change. Though Ino plans to keep growing hers out. Says she knows how to 'get all the guys' when you have longer hair."

They laughed in unison at that, heading back into the halls. Students hurriedly bustle past them to head home or to clubs, afternoon heat piercing as they head outside.

Sakura's gaze drifts to the crumpled paper in her hands and her face reddens all over again at the sly grin coming up.

"So…was said pep talk about an annoying blonde by any chance?" Her victorious grin says it all.

"…P-Perhaps." She mumbled back, blinking as a thought occurred to her.

"Sakura, you've been paired with Naruto in group projects before; what's it like working with him?" Hinata questioned.

Sakura pursed her lips, thinking back to the last times she had been partnered with him in a group.

"He procrastinates." She said after a while.

Her stomach dropped. Wonderful.

She smiled, clutching her book bag closer. "He gets the job done when push comes to shove though!"

And it's all the meaningful advice she can give her before she heads off to her judo class. Sakura is very much a go-getter, freshman week was only days ago and already she has busied herself with joining health clubs, sports, and still keeping up with her classes.

All of them have really, Tenten taking an interest in a club that covered assortments of weapons used by warriors over the years and Ino curious over an elective that covered mind/spiritual awareness.

'You should have no special activities to attend to after school. Come straight home with Neji or one of the attendants.'

Her father's words echo like a warning and her heartbeat quickens.

But this time she has an excuse.

She's heard Naruto likes to hang around near the back of the school, by the side of the old tennis courts.

Why there, she thinks until she notices nobody likes to come around here.

He doesn't notice her approach, cerulean eyes drifting across the grassy fields. He sits under the shade of the building, away from some of the heat as he keeps his hands buried in his pockets.

'Okay, okay. You've been watching him for long enough. Just say hello.'

She took a step forward, pausing when she heard him speak.

"Ugh, I don't want to go home just yet. Not to that crappy hole in the wall, maybe I'll go see what Menma is up too. I bet we can pull our twin prank off again to get something good." He grumbled.

Her stomach twists, what was wrong with his home? Rumors stated that he lived alone, though she hadn't thought this one out of all of them would be real.

He starts to stand, still not noticing her. Turning to head the opposite way…

"W-Wait!"

And Naruto stopped, cocking his head back.

It's the first time he's truly looked at her, she feels her face burning as he stepped closer.

"Huh? Were you talking to me?" He questions, pointing at himself.

Hinata numbly nods, pushing herself to continue. "I-I well I drew your name from the hat for our history project."

Naruto blinked, clearly having no idea what she's talking about.

"You know, the one where you said history wasn't important since everyone involved was already dead?" She went on.

He chuckled then. "Oh yeah, that."

All of the Hyuga had these characteristic pale purple eyes he realized. Hinata at least though, didn't have her cousin's personality it seemed.

She twiddled her thumbs, reddening under his scrutiny while he considered asking her if she was beginning to have a heat stroke.

"U-Um, so I was wondering if you wanted to get started working on it? It's due by next Friday."

There was no way he would ever be allowed to be within the Hyuga's walls, stiffening at the idea of their harsh glares. The librarian wasn't too fond of him either at Konoha's main library after he had knocked over all those bookshelves…

That only left them with…his home.

Naruto scratched a hand through his blonde locks, gritting his teeth in preparation for the rejection.

"Well, err we can go to my house if you want?"

Girls were repulsed by the very idea of him, clothes old and tearing can't compare to Sasuke's supposed always in fashion despite him constantly wearing the same dark blue or black designs no matter the weather.

At least orange was more interesting!

'And anyways, they won't like his clothes so much after they see what Akamaru did to them…'

"Sure!" She surprises him, breaking him from his thoughts.

She giggles lightly at his stunned expression, words failing him for once.

This girl is weird, actually wanting to hang out with him?

His heartbeat quickens and he wonders why.

-X-

'Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! How could I forget how messy my apartment is?!' Naruto berates himself, thinking of just about every curse word known to man.

Hinata is blissfully unaware next to him, keeping up with his stride.

"Uh, I have to warn you; I don't exactly stay on the best side of town." He grumbles.

"That's okay." She replies, smiling gently. Leaves flutter by her violet hair she brushes away as they pass over another set of trees.

A bug crawls by as soon as he clicks his door open.

Hinata gasps and he winces his eyes shut, waiting for her turn around. Seconds pass and he soon opens them, surprised to see she's stepped inside.

"You weren't kidding." She breathed.

For once, he feels embarrassed over his mess.

Hinata turned back to look at him, hands fisting the rim of her skirt. "I-I can help you clean up this place if you want."

Naruto immediately shook his head, pushing aside empty cans and bowls at the table. A musty scent lingers from them and his face twists realizing something has expired.

"I guess I can use some help." He considers.

They spend the next hours doing more cleaning than studying.

But Hinata promises to return tomorrow and for once, he looks a bit more forward to the end of the day when she meets him again at the back of the school.

"So who would you like to do the topic on, I know a lot of people are picking Hashirama or Tobirama since they were the leading founders and first mayors of the city." Hinata noted.

Naruto shrugged, leaning his head back against the couch. It should be somebody hardly anyone in the class knew, at least to make their paper stand out.

He snapped his fingers, sitting up.

"How about Jiraiya?!"

Hinata frowned, twirling her pencil.

"Isn't he a bit…perverted?"

'More like a lot.'

He had traveled with him last summer to finally get away from Konoha, from the hateful stares, from constantly coming back to this empty house…

"I'm thinking of building these nightclubs around the city, you know, cool relaxing places people can hang out in, woman can be naked or err I mean people can let loose from the stresses society places on them." Jiraiya explained.

Naruto barely looked up from his drink, knowing where this was going. "Look old fart; I'm not exactly what you'd call 'popular' at school. I don't know any chicks I could send your way."

He'd scowled at his comment for a moment, frowning when he took in his words.

"Naruto, you're not alone. You have plenty of good friends based on the stories you've told me." He stated.

Naruto said nothing, stirring at the melting ice in his cup.

He could feel his lecherous grin on him, nudging him curiously.

"Ah come on, surely there's one girl that keeps drifting to mind when you least expect it, huh? I can see your ears getting red; I'm right, aren't I?!"

A couple of waitresses looked their way and laughed and Naruto wished he could sink into the ground.

Why did he agree to travel with this moron again?

Jiraiya placed a wad of cash on the table, beckoning for him to follow along. This was the fourth casino/lounge place they had stepped into and he was losing faith in the idea this was all truly just for 'researching ideas and places.'

"I still need a good name for this place I plan to build, got any ideas?" He turned to Naruto.

He waved his arms up defensively, wanting no part in this. "How about Jiraiya's porn hub, since that's all it will really going to be used for?"

Jiraiya gave him a flat look, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Let's be serious here, you said it yourself Konoha is becoming a fast paced city with all those new high rise apartments and schools coming up. Surely amid all that there's some red light district…"

"The 81st street is becoming populated with things like that, maybe Club 81 would work." He mused, distractedly window shopping for any restaurants close by. It's past noon and they barely ate any breakfast.

Unbeknownst to him, Jiraiya beamed.

At the time, he truly hadn't had any girl in mind like Jiraiya constantly pestered him on.

But now…

He watched from the corner of his eye as Hinata scribbled out notes, stiffening when he felt his face redden when she looked his way.

She was blushing too, leaning a bit closer to him.

The house was warmer, brighter every time she was here.

-X-

"Can you stay? The night I mean?" Naruto asked slowly.

Hinata squirmed, breathe quickening. He's never asked her to stay, always allowing her to leave under the guise of nightfall from any prying eyes.

Hiashi is out of town on a business trip for the whole weekend, bringing Neji and Hanabi in tow to prime them up as future leaders in the Hyuga family.

It seems like a punishment from her standpoint. Stubbornly not backing down to major in Nutrition once she starts college in the fall.

He grimaced at her pausing, wondering what's going through her mind.

"You don't have to if you don't want to. We can still-"

"I-If you're okay with it!" Hinata interrupts him quickly before her nerves fall apart. People talk, but nobody knows they still meet up here like this…

Naruto mentions at times Jiraiya encouraging them to visit the newly opened Club 81, however prominent figures like to use that club to keep their more privy secrets from the public's eye.

Including well known Hyuga members.

She reached out to squeeze his hand, allowing him to tug her along. His house has changed so much in years that have passed, furniture and appliances updated with her help. This place he once hated is now the place he looks forward to the most.

He tumbles them to his bed, hovering over her.

He leans downward, intermixed with warmth and love is the new spark of lust in his eyes.

And when his lips finds hers, fingers start moving to explore.

She doesn't stop him.

-X-

They have to move.

This place he's called home for over a decade or so, he's leaving.

It's a cool fall morning, Naruto suggesting they eat at the park. The city is array with the mix of orange and scarlet leaves lining the streets. Hinata sips from her cocoa, smiling as a couple passes with a stroller in tow. She has another appointment today at the clinic, in just four months Boruto will be here.

From newlyweds to parenthood.

Naruto's hand curls around hers and she beams, leaning into him. Even with all their growing priorities, they still make time to eat breakfast or lunch together.

"I've talked to different real estate agents regarding houses close to the city with at least three bedrooms. It will help to not have too long of a commute to work and be able to drop the kids off on the way as well. They said we can go house browsing on Saturday if you're up for it." Naruto hummed.

His gaze drifts to Hinata's growing stomach, smiling beneath the palm of his hand.

She truly is pregnant with their child.

Hinata let out a low sigh with a nod, breathe fading into the crisp air. "I can't believe somebody actually wants to buy your old place. You're a true celebrity now with how popular Club 81's gotten in the past few years. Or maybe since it's rumored you'll be Kakashi's successor as mayor that have people wanting to stay in the place you once lived!"

Naruto scratched his cheek in embarrassment, it was strange. His twelve year old self would have craved for this type of attention…

At close to twenty four now though, they were both set in jobs that made them leave the club life behind, relationship obvious to everyone even when they had tried to hide it within the halls.

"It was inevitable we would have to sell it, that apartment had only bedroom." He notes, staring at a recent photo Hinata took of the exterior.

A fresh coat of paint makes it shine in the sunlight, holes and cracks in scattered places have been replaced with newer and fancier material.

Boxes are piled up as they return home. If his hunch is correct that they can settle a deal this weekend, they'll be out of here by next week.

On moving day he makes one final trip around the house, scratching a mark into the wood in his bedroom.

-X-

"I thought you said you met mom in early college/late high school and kept meeting on and off after that? This story was made up; wasn't it?!" Boruto grunts, arching a brow.

Naruto chuckled weakly as Himawari shushed him with a glare, making him slink back down at avoiding her wrath.

She was one who had wanted to hear the story in the first place, lies or not.

"Ah well, I may have exaggerated and changed up a few parts since it's been so long, but that is essentially how we met and moved into this home!"

Hinata laughs, nodding that the story is about right, of course minus the more intimate scenes Naruto purposely cut out.

Bolt narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms. "Oh yeah? If this story is true old man, take us to that marking you put in house. Surely it would still be there."

"…But it's been over ten years." Naruto retorted.

Himawari clapped her hands eagerly, following her brother's thinking. "Can we papa? You played hooky with Bolt, it's my turn now, right?"

She gives her infamous pout and he slinks back, wondering if Shikamaru will torture him with more paperwork tonight or in the morning.

"Okay, what the heck?"

The streets are damp from the morning rains, Himawari hopping through puddles in her yellow rain boots, Boruto reluctantly tags along, stating it's only because he has nothing better to do.

Naruto's old apartment is abandoned, previous storms having damaged the interior too much. The current land owner still lets them explore, memories coming to life among scattered debris.

Himawari carefully stepped around broken glass, dust dancing in the sunlight. "Mama, isn't this house lonely without anyone in it?"

"No, this place is filled with recollections of all the people that have lived here. Before and after Naruto's presence here." She replied warmly making Himawari smile.

Indeed remnants of past owners can be found in piles, a cracked decorative plate that could usually only be found in Suna, a torn up doll from a shop that existed years ago…

Boruto observed as his dad bent down to a particular worn wall in the bedroom, hovering over him.

"You found it?" He asked in disbelief, grinning at his nod.

The four gathered around the simple message:

Naruto and Hinata's home Age 18-24.

-x-

So Naruto might have tweaked or changed a few things lol. He went around telling his children the other stuff that went on between him and Hinata within those walls. Really enjoyed writing this quick little one-shot/bonus chapter. Thanks for reading, let me know if you have any thoughts/suggestions!

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