บท 61: Naruto x Sakura by DrunkManSquakin
A young woman of sixteen years, sporting forest green eyes and long bubblegum pink hair sighed heavily as she reached the door of her teammate's hospital room. Her hair was pulled back into a high-hanging ponytail and she donned the uniform of a nurse… despite only being a beginner in the healing arts. Tsunade-sama had started training her at this very teammate's behest… and now, finally, after being forced to wait for three long days, wallowing in fear and guilt, she was allowed to start helping him recover from his ordeal.
Haruno Sakura was grateful that he even survived at all. Poor Chouji and that older boy, Neji, if she remembered, couldn't claim that.
Her childhood friend turned rival… turned friend again, Ino, was devastated, the last words she'd spoken to the Akimichi being none too kind. As for Shikamaru… she heard he had resigned. He'd been the leader of that disaster and blamed himself for his best friend's death, for leaving him behind so that they could chase Sasuke.
Sakura could sympathize with him; she felt just as bad. If only she'd been strong enough to stop Sasuke on her own. None of this would've happened. It was… no.
It wasn't her fault.
It was Sasuke's.
That… stupid boy! That… that traitor. She hated herself for ever liking him… for pining after him like the stupid schoolgirl she was. The blood of their comrades ― of their friends ― was on him!
Glancing down at herself, she made sure her uniform was neat and tidy on her before taking a deep breath and reaching for the doorknob. With a small turn and a push, the door gave way and she stepped into the room, expecting to see her teammate half-dead and hooked up to all manner of machinery. She… she had seen the state Kakashi-sensei brought him back in. There had been so much blood.
She blinked.
Other than the bandages covering much of his body under the gown, one could make the mistake to think he was perfectly healthy.
'How did…'
"Naruto…?" Her voice trailed off, all the courage she'd spent gathering evaporating like ice in an oven.
"Oh… hey Sakura." Gone was the stupid, silly grin he always sported when looking at her, replaced by… brokenness. That was the only way she could describe it. He barely managed to glance up at her before looking back down at his hands, staring at them.
"I…'' Her words failed her. Shuddering, she gripped the edges of her uniform skirt and forced the words out, "I wanted to come sooner, but Tsunade-sama said―''
''...It's fine." She hated how not-Naruto he sounded when he spoke, how not-Naruto he looked. "I was asleep for most of it."
A silence filled the room as the two of them had no idea what to say.
Sakura sighed. Again, she mentally kicked herself, this time for not paying attention to when they trained together. He was the socially-awkward type, but in a different way. Outgoing, but lacking any actual social skills or even the slightest semblance of tact.
He eagerly spouted compliments or offered to go on a date with her out of the blue, quite obviously having no idea what he was doing in hindsight, but was very willing to try. And she had outright refused to associate with him, hell she could barely stand being in the same classroom as Naruto in the Academy. That… that attitude certainly hadn't helped him.
She wanted to go back in time and slap herself.
Thus, with nothing better to do, she made her way over to him.
"You… are you okay?" She questioned tentatively, eyes roaming over his body looking for any sign of injuries that she might've not noticed.
There were none.
"I'm perfectly fine. I keep telling the doctors that, but they won't let me go. Hokage's orders, they said." He grumbled.
"You literally shouldn't be," Sakura muttered, unable to look him in the eye. "You had a hole in your chest, compound fractures in every limb… and your entire chakra network was damaged… even with medical techniques, there is no way you should be just fine!" Tsunade-sama had made the state he'd been in quite clear… and there was little doubt about the one who'd done that to him…
Naruto couldn't help but look at her and what he saw gave him pause.
Sakura… she was on the verge of tears.
He slumped, feeling ashamed of himself. "F-for what it's worth, I'm sorry I-"
"No!" Sakura's gaze snapped to him, making Naruto flinch. "IF ANYONE SHOULD APOLOGIZE, IT'S ME!"
"Uhh…''
"DAMMIT, NARUTO! YOU COULD'VE DIED! LIKE CHOUJI!" And here she did break into tears, "I should've been stronger. I should've never asked you to bring him back…'' Her entire frame shook as she sobbed, and her hands came up to cover her eyes as said tears began to fall in earnest. "I should've never let you make that stupid promise…"
"I never go back on my word; believe it! I will bring him back, Sakura-chan, that's a promise!"
Those words still echoed through her mind… and haunted her dreams ever since he'd come back. Never in the pinkette's life had she been so happy to hear something when he said that, but now…
Knowing how stubborn he was, that promise must have been why he ended up in such a state. He was trying so hard to keep it… because he wanted to make her stop crying.
As for Naruto, he… honestly had no idea how to react. If anything, he expected her to be mad at him… or at least disappointed. But for her to be mad at herself caught him completely by surprise!
For what felt like an eternity, Naruto gaped and floundered, trying and failing to comfort the pinkette as she cried.
Eventually, she calmed herself down and when she saw how confused and concerned he looked, Sakura let out a self-deprecating laugh.
"Even now," she muttered. "Even after all the shit I put you through, you're more worried about me than yourself." She couldn't look him in the eye to save her life…
"I mean," he replied hesitantly, "you're just standing there crying… isn't it just natural for me to be worried?"
That gave her pause. She felt her cheeks burn. Of course it was just natural… Guys hated to see a girl cry, right? Hell, if a man ever made a woman cry, every other man in earshot had a habit of ganging up on him!
"S-sorry," she muttered. "I just…"
"You're blaming yourself for what Sasuke did," Naruto muttered, looking confused. He could tell that much by now; he wasn't a complete idiot, after all, but the reason why escaped him.
"Don't!" She snapped, then took a deep breath. The look in her eyes turned hard, making goosebumps rippled down Naruto's spine. He wanted to gulp. "Don't speak his name. That traitor doesn't deserve it; our friends died because of him! You almost died because of him!"
"Uh… yeah," he replied awkwardly. "B-because of him… Why are you so upset with yourself if he's the one who did all that?"
Sakura visibly struggled to answer that. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking once more. "I am… upset at him for what he did," she answered slowly, as if she was trying to figure it out herself as she spoke, "but I'm the reason you tried so hard to bring him back…"
"Uh… yeah, can't deny that," Naruto muttered. "I wanted to make you happy, so I… kinda got a little reckless."
"You had a hole in your chest and your spine was broken in three places," she grumbled flatly. To say that he got "a little" reckless was nigh criminal; to call it an understatement was an understatement!
He chuckled sheepishly at that… and somehow his response made it impossible for her to be mad at him.
"B-but why, though…?"
Naruto looked at her oddly when she asked that.
"I haven't made it obvious? Sakura-chan, I really like you."
"I know that, but why?!" Sakura grouched. "What reason could you possibly have to like me when I've been ignoring you all this time?!"
"W-well, you're really pretty?"
"That's your reason?!"
"Not the only one, but you are," Naruto floundered, blushing at her unimpressed look. "S-sorry, I have no idea how to talk to girls, so… uh…"
"Fuck propriety," Sakura deadpanned, twitching impatiently. "Just tell me, already!"
Naruto took a deep breath. Here goes… "W-well, you see," he said, "I liked you since we were six. I saw how lonely you looked when we first entered the academy. And… well, I know what it's like."
Sakura was visibly surprised to hear that.
"I could tell that you were like me in a lotta ways," he continued. "You still are, actually… you wanted friends, but no one else wanted to be yours. I… wanted to be that friend and… well, you're… kinda my type. I like feisty girls, and uh, your hair is really, really unique and pretty… and you have a cute face… and so… uh… well, your tendency to get mad at me was kinda cute and erm-." With every new reason mentioned, his face ― and ears ― grew redder and redder until he was resembling an apple.
And Sakura was no better off. She was as red as a beetroot from her collarbone to the roots of her hair and now twitching violently, but all from embarrassment.
She took a deep breath… since they were six… Now that he mentioned it, she vaguely remembered Naruto wanting to approach her around that time, but Kaa-sama scared him off. Of course, Sakura did ask why, to which her mother replied that he was bad news.
To this day, though, she had no idea why… Of course, he was a bit of a troublemaker later on, but that's just it… Naruto didn't start getting in trouble until years later. Maybe his parents were bad people? But he was an orphan… but maybe he resembled them a lot and may― She stopped herself from thinking about it any further with a shake of her head. It didn't matter.
"I see," she muttered. "You've been chasing me for about as long as I've been chasing that bastard…" She let loose a hollow chuckle. "Seems like we're both hopeless."
"M-maybe just a little," Naruto replied with another sheepish grin, still visibly embarrassed. "But, yeah… I like you for a lotta reasons… and the longer I did, the more reasons I had."
"I see…"
Another awkward silence filled the room, but this time, it was Naruto who broke it.
"Sooo…" he began. "Why are you dressed like a nurse? Not that I'm complaining. You look cute in―eep! Sorry!" He flinched when she twitched at the compliment, her cheeks darkening even more.
"I…'' Her cheeks flushed, ''-volunteered to help you get better," she told him. "It's the least I can do after…"
"You're not to blame for that," he told her, causing the pinkette to trail off.
"Naruto, we both know you wouldn't be here if I didn't come crying to you!"
"Guilty as charged," he chuckled, giving her another of those stupid grins. "But that's on me, not you."
Sakura could only stare at him for a long moment, before taking a deep breath and averting her gaze. "Dummy."
"I mean… I was a bit reckless, I'll admit," he said. "But it was for the right reason. A girl I like was sad and I wanted to make her happy. You shouldn't beat yourself up about what happened because I was in over my head. You had no idea what those weird hickeys did any more than I did."
Weird hickeys… she would've laughed at that in any other moment. He really was a charming, little dunce…
"So, you said you came to, ah, help me get better?" Naruto asked innocently.
Sakura took a moment to gather her thoughts, which suddenly took a much… less innocent turn, her cheeks burning once more as a fire slowly started to kindle in her eyes… and deep inside her loins… this… this boy, this young man… she wasn't going to ignore him anymore. And she would prove it!
"...Yes," she said, approaching him, her voice suddenly much more sensual than before. "Yes, I did…"
Naruto didn't quite know why, but he suddenly felt… small… and not nearly as safe as he should. Was… was Sakura-chan swaying her hips? Not that he was complaining…
"You want above and beyond to try and make the girl you like happy," she muttered, averting her gaze. Sakura faltered slightly. Truth be told, she was every bit as clueless about what she was about to attempt as Naruto probably was. But then, she steeled herself. "It's only… proper that she gives you a reward."
"S-Sakura-chan…?" Naruto squeaked. His mind jumped to all manner of conclusions in that moment… and his little soldier approved. His heart skipped a beat when she noticed.
Her eyes went wide.
She was going to punch him, wasn't she? Naruto cringed and closed his eyes, ready for a blow.
Sakura averted her gaze once more and cleared her throat. "You, uh…'' Then, she took another moment to steel herself and climbed into his lap, her cheeks and loins burning in equal measure when she felt his throbbing hot erection through both sets of clothes, "You managed to keep that hidden so long? It's massive."
"I, uh…" Naruto didn't quite know how to react. "I mean, isn't it supposed to be that big?"
She boggled at him, having a hard time believing that he… actually believed that. "C-compared to what? A horse?! It's not supposed to be nearly this big!" Was that even healthy? Kami, how much blood did he even need to get erect? That can't have been good for him…
"W-well, y'see," he muttered. "Wh-when I was doing research for my Ooiroke no Jutsu, I uh… borrowed some videos I shouldn't have to make sure everything looked and moved like it was supposed to. And… well… none of the guys looked that much bigger or smaller than me, so I figured it was well…" He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, his other hand twitching to reach for her hip.
"A fucking stud has been chasing me since we were six and I didn't even know," Sakura whispered, looking almost horrified. "No wonder Hinata keeps peeping on you. Or fainting for that matter." She knew nobody could be as pure as she acted. The Hyuuga was such a pervert.
"...Wait, what?"
He didn't have time to process what she said before Sakura pushed him down with a lust in her eyes like nothing he'd ever seen before.
"L-let me know if I'm being too rough," she said, lust and concern swimming in her expressive emerald eyes. "I don't wanna hurt you."
He throbbed again… and that was his only reaction.
Taking a deep breath, Sakura leaned down and gave him a peck on the lips, just a quick one.
She didn't mind seeing his amazed, wide-eyed stare as she leaned in for another kiss.
Then another, and another, prolonging them when he hesitantly returned them; her hands trailing down as his found themselves upon her hips, she started fumbling with his gown and boxers, fishing out the beast.
It was so hard and hot… and somewhat malleable. She'd never felt anything like it before. It was strange, but she didn't have time to think about such things. She stroked it eagerly with one hand, reaching down to rub herself with the other in preparation, her panties slowly but surely becoming drenched.
Would it even fit…? Sakura had no idea. But, she was eager to try.
Still on the bed, she stood up, a hand on Naruto's chest to keep him in place. Then, Sakura nearly made the boy's eyes pop out of his skull when she lifted her nurse skirt and revealed the sheer, red garment underneath.
It was slipped aside and the sight of those well-groomed, pink curls made his dick ache with arousal.
Was she about to…
"S-Sakura-chan…?"
"...I accept," she said, drawing a look of confusion. She resisted the urge to look away. "Your offer for a date," she clarified, getting a blink from him. "When you're released from the hospital, I will make sure that I'm free."
Sakura then raised her hips, taking aim with the weapon between Naruto's legs, and started to bring herself down.
"Until then…" Their loins touched… and she couldn't contain the gasp. It was nothing like her fingers or the toy she had…
"S-Sakura―'' The blond gurgled, instinctually bucking his hips, prodding her with the head of his dick.
"I-I'm fine," she sputtered, her insides clenching around nothing. "Just… didn't expect it to feel like that is all."
Then, steeling herself once more, the pinkette took aim and slowly descended. A hot shiver ran up her spine when the tip parted her lower lips, stretching them to capacity… and then some. She bit her lower lip, winced and kept going, the lustful mewl making Naruto's dick throb violently.
She didn't make it far.
"F-uuuuck… N-Naruto, why are you so damn… big?!" She groaned, barely more than his head and an inch inside her…
"C-can't help it," he croaked..
Sakura shuddered, lifting herself up and sliding down just a little more, letting loose a whorish moan while she was at it. The sound made Naruto buck his hips, drawing a yelp from her.
"F-fuck, you okay?!"
"...I'm fine," she assured, feeling stuffed already, definitely needing a moment to gather herself. "I was just… caught by surprise."
Now, he was about… half way in? She wasn't sure, but the pinkette was a little more confident. It felt bigger than it looked, but she soldiered on. Lifting herself up slightly once more, she descended again… and again… and again, until finally, she felt her thighs land upon his hips, and his balls against her buttcheeks.
Another whorish moan was drawn out. She felt so… full… It was nothing short of… heavenly. Sakura couldn't look Naruto in the eye. She made such… embarrassing noises, but at the same time, she couldn't be blamed, right?
The cock inside her throbbed.
"Fuuuck," Naruto groaned. "I feel like I'm already about to cum…" It wounded his pride as a man to admit that, but it just felt so good inside her… so warm and tight… he never felt anything like it before. The pleasure was leagues and miles better than anything he could do with his hands…
Sakura's cheeks burned anew… to think that she made him feel that good… that he found her that attractive…
And so, she decided to ignore his warning, and started to roll her hips slowly… rasing and lowering them just as slowly… because the dick inside her was too fat to go faster…
"S-Sakura-chan," he squeaked, sounding frantic.
"...It's okay," she whispered. "I don't miii―uwoooh~!"
Before Sakura could finish that sentence, she felt it bloat, and a wet heat soon followed. Her body gleefully accepted it. Her inner walls clamping down upon him of their own accord as she bucked her hips and twitched erratically, her inexperienced, adolescent body tried its best to milk his erupting cock for every last drop of that sweet nectar. She didn't even care of the danger. She just wanted more.
Naruto thrust his hips with each and every spurt, his own body acting on its own and doing its part to try and breed this very attractive, young female on top of him and make her swollen with his children. She gasped with every thrust and the sound sent hot shivers up his spine.
Alas, the primal bliss didn't last forever. Eventually, the two of them finally came down from their sexual highs, panting heavily.
Then, Sakura leaned down to kiss Nartuto again. Come to think of it… Sakura felt her cheeks burn at the realization that her very first kiss was in such a lewd situation, but she pushed those thoughts aside. Kissing him again and again, letting herself lie flat upon the boy inside her as she made out with him.
Naruto wrapped his arms around her and returned every last one of those liplicks with just as much vigor.
"You… you sure it's safe to do this?" Naruto asked.
Sakura pulled back ever so slightly, biting her lip with a coo as she clamped down upon him. To think that he was still trying to look out for her… even in this situation… It made her heart flutter.
"I never said it was safe," her words had him freezing in shock. "I said it was okay."
She stared at him through flushed cheeks and disheveled locks, sitting back up and rolling her hips again.
"I'm going to drain you dry, Naruto-kun," she cooed, clenching her insides, rolling her hips back and forth, grinding against him.
Naruto throbbed again, his balls aching for more when he heard her call him that for the very first time. His hands came down onto her hips, his knees bent, and he started thrusting into her with intent, making her buck atop of him like a horserider without a saddle.
His worries cast aside, his dick now thoroughly at the helm, Naruto hoped he knocked her up if anything! He wanted little boys and girls with blond hair and green eyes, or pink hair and his own eyes. And he wanted a lot of them…
The low sound of their crotches meeting filled the room, their movements and voices in perfect sync as they grunted and moaned like wild beasts. Once more, Sakura let herself fall back down upon the blond, planting her lips upon his in a desperate, lustful kiss. Naruto's arms wrapped around her and pulled the pinkette close. And the both of them kept going, not skipping a beat as they mated with one another.
And when Sakura squealed into his lips, her inner walls clamping down upon him once more, Naruto let loose a muffled roar and let loose inside her. The sheer pleasure brought Sakura to tears as she whimpered wantingly.
Neither of them even noticed the door opening, another woman coming in while Naruto came inside the pinkette without holding back a single drop of seed.
Try as they might, the woman's brown eyes simply couldn't pull themselves away from the visibly clenching scrotum, the expanding and contracting shaft, and the twitching labia.
Ah, to be young again…
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Sakura's whole face was bright red while she did her best to focus on the reports showing Naruto-kun's status.
She could feel those eyes upon her…
Said eyes belonged to a blonde who looked less than half as old as she was, a woman whose authority trumped that of anyone else in the village.
Godaime Hokage Senjuu Tsunade.
She was a busty, brown-eyed blonde, garbed in shades of green with a diamond-shaped tattoo upon her forehead. She sported an impish gleam in her eyes and a satisfied grin.
"You can rest assured that I saw it coming from a mile away," Tsunade said, looking at her nails with the biggest, most-shit-eating Naruto-like grin on her face, "Frankly, I have no idea why you took this long to nab him. Back in my day, not a single kunoichi was still a virgin upon graduation. And we graduated years before you kids do these days."
Sakura sputtered, the papers flying everywhere, and her face felt like molten metal.
"W-wh-wha-whaaat―'' She stammered, staring at her teacher with wide eyes.
Tsunade chuckled at that. "Lighten up," she told her student. "You have no reason to be embarrassed. You like him and he likes you. It's only natural. Your brains are hardwired for that stuff."
Sakura could do nothing but gape.
"You two need to work on your spatial awareness, however. You didn't notice me walk in there at all, did you? Even if I didn't mind the show." Tsunade teased, her grin never fading as she picked up a kunai idly. "That said, I consider Naruto someone very dear to me." The grin on her face widened and the kunai bent under her thumb like a wet noodle as she said one last thing. "And I'm sure you'll take very good care of him~!"
Sakura's face went white as a sheet.
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Six days later, after a certain blonde finally decided that she was done being a damn mother hen, Naruto sighed in relief as he emerged from the hospital.
Relief that turned to jubilation at the sight of his pink haired teammate… girlfriend?
She was his girlfriend now, right?
That first time they shared wasn't the only one, after all… Hell, she even sucked him off after their embarrassing talk with Baa-chan! And she did accept his offer to go on a date…
He suddenly found it hard to look her in the eye when that thought came to mind, his cheeks burning.
Sakura felt a smile tug at her lips upon seeing his awkwardness. It was… kinda cute, she had to admit. She quickly approached the blond and gave him a peck on the cheek. He turned beet red on contact, much to her amusement.
"Finally free, eh?"
"Y-yeah, finally." He quickly nodded to get rid of his embarrassment, "So, uh… when would you like to go on that date?"
"As soon as you're ready," Sakura replied with a smile. It widened impishly as she continued. "I'm… coincidentally free all day."
Naruto couldn't help but chuckle at that.
"Tonight, then," he said. "I need to get back home and see how much I have to spend before I decide on where to take ya."
"And break in the bed?"
Naruto blushed at her crass smirk. "Uh… yeah."
"So, what are we waiting for?" She cocked a hip and grinned at him.
And in that moment, he noticed something… missing. While Sakura-chan was back in her usual attire, that being a red and white dress, the long modesty shorts she usually donned with it were visibly absent. Meaning she must be… naked down there… right?
He could feel the blood start flowing downwards at the thought of a stray breeze lifting that forward flap, he had to admit.
Naruto averted his gaze, having caught himself staring.
Sakura caught him too, and giggled. "You can look, I don't mind." she leaned closer and spoke naughtily, "It is for your benefit alone, afterall, Na-ru-to~"
Naruto groaned.
"When did you become such a minx?"
"Since my boyfriend took my innocence," She said, twirling around, just fast enough to tease.
"That's not how I remember it." Naruto muttered, eyeballing her backside. "Not that I mind or anything." At the same time though, he didn't think his balls could handle it.
Sakura giggled, but let up. "Wanna get some ramen on the way back?"
Naruto's stomach predictably growled at that.
"...I'll take that as a yes," she chuckled, rolling her eyes in amusement as she took of in another direction, the blond quickly following.
"I thought you didn't eat ramen." He asked as he reached her side.
Sakura looked rather confused at that. "Whatever gave you that idea?"
"You never wanted to join after training or missions. You said it was because of a diet." Personally he always thought she might wanna eat a bit more… her bentos in school were always so minimal.
"Ah, yes… that…" There was a mutterful pause. "I was still chasing that bastard at the time." She still refused to refer to him by name. The pinkette shrugged as she continued. "That and I was a bit… misguided. Thought I would get fat from it, but sensei made it pretty clear how unhealthy that diet is for a ninja. Our line of work is way more active; bigger fire needs more fuel, as they say."
Naruto grabbed her hand and tugged her along at a faster pace. "Alright, then let's go already. Ramen's waiting." He cheered happily, finally getting to bring his crush with him to his favorite restaurant, as a date even!
…fuck. Ayame-neechan was going to tease him relentlessly about it, wasn't she?
Oh, well…
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Not even a full ten minutes later, Naruto was quite happily chowing down on some miso ramen like it was a five star dish and not something made in shack. Sakura couldn't help but notice how good it tasted, too… better than she remembered, in fact.
…The goofball was rubbing off on her, wasn't he?
Oh well. As long as he continued to rub inside her, she wasn't gonna complain.
"I can't take an eye off of you for a second, can I?"
The comment came from a brown-haired woman in her twenties or so, donning a white dress and blue apron, with a matching bandanna. Her name was Ichiraku Ayame, daughter of Teuchi, the owner of this ramen stand.
She turned to Naruto with an impish grin. "You really are full of surprises, aren't you?"
She glanced at Sakura, "Last I heard, she was hardly willing to look your way." Sakura detected a hint of frost in that.
"You'd be surprised how drastically things can change after a heart-to-heart," the pinkette muttered, averting her gaze.
"Quite…" Ayame commented. She turned her attention back to Naruto. "So… how are you feeling? I hear you were cooped up in the hospital for nearly two weeks."
"Tsunade-baachan was just being overprotective is all," Naruto chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "I only took a few days to fully recover."
"I can attest to that," Sakura chimed in, leering at the boy in question. "I was there to keep an eye on him."
Naruto blushed and smiled at that… kinda loopily.
Ayame's eyes narrowed. She could tell that the pinkette did more than "keep an eye on" her favorite customer.
"If anything," the blond added, once his dopey smile ran its course, "I'm admittedly worried about my potted plants. A few of them are probably dead by now."
"I've actually been taking care of them," Sakura told him. "I don't really have a talent for gardening, but Ino gave me some very helpful advice, so I managed."
"Oh, she gardens too?" Naruto asked, looking interested.
"Her family owns a flower shop," the pinkette explained, surprised he didn't know that. "So, yeah. I figured she'd be a good person to ask and it turns out that I was right."
"Y'know," Ayame commented, "I've been taking up gardening myself, actually."
Naruto looked especially interested to hear that. "Oh, really?"
"Mmmhm~!" The brunette giggled. "Figured that growing some herbs and spices would help cut costs."
"Makes sense," the blond replied.
"I've also been growing some flowers, just for the sake of it," Ayame continued with a grin. Then, her gaze drifted towards Sakura as she started preparing some meat to cut. "There's one in particular that I'm… not so sure about, though. A little pink one. I might have to chop its head off if it misbehaves."
With that word, Ayame cleaved the slab of meat in half for emphasis.
The none-too-subtle threat predictably went over Naruto's head, but Sakura was quick to catch it. The pinkette did expertly hide the sudden feeling of impending doom she felt under the brunette's withering gaze, though… even if she did shrink a bit. 'Just how many mother bears does he have?!'
Also, seriously, wasn't it the boys who were supposed to be threatened if he mistreated his girlfriend? This felt… surreal.
Then again, she couldn't really blame them… she did give him a good whack on occasion, but still. It was weird.
And… well… it admittedly made her happy for him. Naruto had good people watching his back… more than he realized.
Now if they could just stop threatening her with bodily harm, that'd be great.
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Naruto and Sakura later approached an apartment complex, hand-in-hand and sharing a comfortable silence. The latter was initially… unsettled by where her boyfriend lived. The place was mostly empty, save for the landlord, two prostitutes, a clear and obvious junkie, and some homeless people who took shelter in one of the dilapidated buildings.
She… she had never realized how he must've grown up… and it made her feel like a poor teammate, poorer friend, and an even worse girlfriend for failing to notice his… situation.
At least she could start making up for it now, though.
"Don't let them bother you," Naruto told her reassuringly. "They're all a lot friendlier than they look."
"The fact that you live in the slums is what I'm worried about," the pinkette grumbled. "We are saving up to get you the fuck out of here. Or taking a loan― the Hokage likes you, make use of it." She glanced away, "There's no way in hell I'm raising our baby in a place like this."
Naruto's eyes nearly popped out of his skull as he stumbled. "WH-WHAT?!"
Sakura gave him an impish grin. "I said that it was okay," she reminded him. "Not that it was safe."
"I, you, we, uh, you, I, what, we, you…"
The pinkette shrugged. "I'm not pregnant… I think," she said. "Too early to tell." Then, her grin widened. "But I'm certainly not waiting around to start our family!"
Naruto just gaped, utterly still for a long moment.
Waving a hand in front of his unresponsive face, the pinkette pursed her lips. "Hmm… I think I broke him."
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Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
And he was eager to break her in return if his frantic, almost possessed pistoning was any indication. Somehow, it was still pleasurable despite it mostly amounting to him sawing in and out of her without a hint of finesse.
Sakura squealed and giggled between her delighted moans. Her words had really done him in… It stroked her ego, she had to admit.
She wrapped her arms and legs around him while the blond came down onto his girlfriend like a force of nature. The bedsprings creaked in protest. Sakura wailed in pleasure, the cries becoming louder and more frequent as she neared her release.
Naruto, meanwhile, hugged her close while he mated with his girlfriend, eager to knock the pinkette up with his offspring.
Sakura knew damn well that this was his intent… and it turned her on even more. She threw her head back, wailing his name in utter bliss while cumming hard all over his dick. That sound alone was enough to send him over the edge.
The pinkette went utterly limp while Naruto pumped his seed as deep as he could reach into her womb, arms encircled around her and holding on tight.
And once his release petered out… the sounds of Sakura's moans as he slowly attempted to pull out made his cock hard all over again…
It would be three days before either of them emerged.
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Several weeks later, a rosy-cheeked pinkette and her boyfriend strolled hand-in-hand at another apartment complex, having seen what the landlord had to offer. And with that, a new abode was soon to be chosen.
Sakura was rather satisfied with three options in particular, while Naruto didn't mind any of them himself.
So of course, it fell upon her to decide, though she didn't mind. Wasn't it the dream of every girl to make house with a dashing stud?
The pinkette leered at her man lovingly, an impish grin tugging at her lips. Oh, the news she had to tell him. Having the best medical ninja in the world as her teacher had some interesting benefits…
As the two reached a small plaza, she spun around and stepped right in front of him, looking up at the blond with the same grin while placing her hands on the collar of his jacket. Ever since they graduated he'd been hitting growth spurt after growth spurt was now a far cry from the shrimp he'd been in the Academy. She had to go up to her tip-toes to kiss him now!
She had to admit, a part of her really enjoyed it.
"You know you're going to regret living with me?" She asked teasingly as she pulled back, a loving grin on her face, "If you want to back out, you're running out of time."
"Sure I will," Naruto chuckled, giving her a little peck on the lips. "As long as it's you, I don't mind."
"Charmer." And then she was kissing him hard on the lips. Or made him kiss her, considering how she tugged him down to meet her lips needilly.
Naruto certainly didn't mind, if the way he wrapped his arms around her waist was anything to go by. He liked the bossy ones.
Meanwhile, rounding a corner in her pursuit of her crush, a certain pale-skinned, indigo-haired beauty came to a sudden halt at the sight before her. Ice flooded her veins for a moment, and her chakra flared inside her viciously… before a resigned smile tugged at her lips.
Honestly, he deserved better in her opinion, but as long as he was happy...
Of course, she would… check on him occasionally, to make sure, but for now… Hinata sighed and nodded to herself.
Yes… as long as he was happy…
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A week later, not even ten minutes after they were done unpacking, Naruto and Sakura got a headstart on their plan to fuck each other senseless in every room and on every possible surface within the walls of their new home…
The final destination was of course the bedroom. Only once her belly was warmed with several-dozen loads of baby batter.
She had no idea where he kept it all, but the pinkette wasn't complaining one bit.
Now on the sofa, riding him like a prized stallion, Sakura sang her praises of the man beneath her while he hugged her close and latched onto her neck.
With a groan that was muffled by her sweaty skin, and shudder, she felt him climax deep inside her. Her own orgasm had come around not even a few minutes before, alas, and while getting stuffed full got her off, she wasn't quite there yet…
She giggled at her boyfriend as he kept thrusting into her with each and every spurt, instinct demanding that he try to put a baby in her.
The thought made her cheeks burn while putting a smile on her face.
She figured it was about time she told him…
With her fingers running through his hair, his cock still pumping her full, she breathed hotly into his ear.
"Still trying to make me pregnant, I see," she giggled.
"G-guilty as charged," Naruto fired back, figuring she was teasing him.
"I hope your enthusiasm won't dry up if I told you that you succeeded." She hummed in amusement as her lover went ramrod beneath her… and inside her. In fact, she'd swear he'd never felt so thick and hard before…
"W-what…''
"I mean that I am pregnant, you goof." She withdrew just enough to look him in the eye with a warm and naughty smile.
"Ah…''
There was a moment of quiet.
Sakura yelped as she found herself beneath her man, on the floor with her legs held up. She shuddered at the look in his eyes, only briefly lamenting her poor pussy for how stretched it would be after he was done…
And when he came down upon her with a fiery vengeance, nearly smothering her with the smoldering kiss that followed, Sakura's toes curled.
The only regret she had now was that she hadn't snatched him up sooner…
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Years later, the new Uzumaki clan was slowly but certainly flourishing. With no less than a dozen kids under her resume, Uzumaki Sakura stood swollen and proud, tending to her husband's little horde while a clone of her was busying herself in the kitchen while it could.
It wouldn't be long before the mother-hen that was her hubby started hovering around her like an obnoxious hummingbird and banned her from doing chores or work of any kind, and she was planning on milking every second before that.
She was pregnant, not infirm.
Now in the early 30s, the pinkette was a bombshell like no other despite the baby bump, her once-modest chest having swollen to rival even that of the previous Hokage under the weight of so many pregnancies, and she had the figure to match when not carrying his young for the umpteenth time.
Not that she could blame him; she was the one who enjoyed getting knocked up. Fuck if she knew why. And her man was virile like no other… the math was quite simple, really.
Plus, she could certainly rub it in her rivals' faces. Ino barely had three and Hinata was stuck on four thanks to her other duties.
"Mama, when's Daddy coming home?"
"As soon as he's done at the office, you know this."
The one who spoke was their eldest… by five minutes. And of course, Sakura blamed a certain lovable bastard entirely for giving her twins. It was karmic justice for his years of pranksterhood, she was certain. Because the girls were a terror.
"But I want to see Daddy now." The girl whined. She was the spitting image of her mother, save for the whisker marks and heterochromatic eyes.
One green and one blue. Her little sister, meanwhile, could only be told apart from the eyes being switched.
…Or rather, they were when not pouting like that. So cuuuuute! And of course they were spoiled, no child of Naruto would ever be anything but doted on like it was made of stars themselves.
Not after the shit childhood he endured.
She hated him so much for that, and loved him for it at the same time.
Then, the two pinkettes then perked up at the sound of the door opening, and a predictable stampede ensued.
"DADDDDY―!"
The man of the house yelped and chuckled as he was dogpiled by every last child in the vicinity who could walk.
And of course, he was donning the white coat afforded to him by his new station.
"Serves you right," Sakura teased, drawing another laugh from her husband. "You should've sent a shadow clone."
"Would've if I could've," Naruto assured. "But, the Tsuchikage might've taken offense to that."
Sakura rolled her eyes. Sure, it wasn't like the woman didn't have a crush on him a mountain wide and would probably bend over at the merest sign of interest.
…it made her smirk, knowing how he had eyes for no woman but herself. And she was a greedy woman.
Greedy, but proud of the stud she called her man.
Now, what should she do to reward him…
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