For: narusaku69 & TheMadHatter577
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Notes: This particular request has more than one part, and therefore will have more than one chapter, because of the content of later chapters this story is rated T and may go up to an M rating depending on how I edit.
The requests: Request one; a continuation of The Lion And The Mouth. Request two; Saku/Naru/Hana
Chapter 1
Sakura wasn't sure how it had happened exactly… It was all so terribly strange. One day she had been rejecting Naruto's offer to take her out for lunch, and the next she was having erotic dreams about him. She blamed it on two things: One; his persistence, and two; having caught him running around his apartment in a very small towel looking for something- what he had been looking for, though, she wasn't quite certain.
She had thought that she had successfully forgotten all about that little incident… but apparently her inner-self wasn't ready to let go of the mental image quite yet. Oh no, her inner-self was having far too much fun coming up with fantasy after fantasy to even consider letting go.
In any event, it all culminated in her responding yes, when Naruto asked, "Wanna come to lunch with me Sakura-chan?" with that same determined enthusiasm that seemed to define him so well.
So, they had gone to lunch. It hadn't been half as bad as she had thought it would be, even though she still thought of her blonde friend as being both loud and obnoxious most of the time… but he had mellowed out some since their days with Sasuke on team seven... not much, but still.
After the lunch, there had been a walk, a few friendly spars, a couple of quiet (at least on her part) conversations, a dinner, and even a picnic, which had been sort of sweet, at least up until it had been interrupted. Inner-Sakura had been pleased, shouting things like, 'YOSH!' in a disturbingly Lee like manner, and fan-girling in a way she had only ever really done over a certain Uchiha.
Outer-Sakura on the other hand, wasn't so thrilled. She liked Naruto well enough, but he was Naruto for crying out loud! He was loud and obnoxious a little over half of the time, and he had an unhealthy ramen addiction. So, she had put a stop to their semi-relationship in the nicest way she could think of.
She had canceled a few sparring sessions, and made up excuses in order to miss out on lunches (Of course she always made certain that her excuses were true… mostly, unlike their former sensei.), and forced herself not to think anymore on the subject. She had even succeded in doing so… that is, until exactly one day after the blonde had come home from a retrieval mission that had seen him paired with one Inuzuka Hana.
Hana's hands, though still a little swollen and sore, had been properly mended by a nice doctor at the Konohagakure Hospital once she and Naruto had arrived home from their mission. She found though, that the swelling and dull pain made eating anything she couldn't sip through a straw rather difficult, as holding chopsticks was near impossible. So, when Naruto had offered to help her, she had smiled at him, that same Inuzuka grin that her little brother had, and accepted the help graciously.
Sakura had been passing by the small out of the way Konoha Café on her way home when she stumbled across the pair. Hana was sitting to Naruto's left, while the blonde was popping bits of food into the Inuzuka's mouth. For a long moment, she stood rooted in place and stared. At first she had thought that her eyes had been playing tricks on her, but it soon became apparent that they hadn't been. No, it was all too real. Uzumaki Naruto, Konoha's number one loudmouth, and her up until recently semi-boyfriend, was feeding the older girl.
Shaking her head to dispel her confused state, the pink haired girl continued on her way home, still feeling slightly dazed even after arriving and flopping down on her bed where she fully intended to take a nap.
The nap, Sakura would come to realize, one very illicit dream staring a certain blue-eyed blonde haired boy and an obscenely small towel later, had not been the best idea.
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Up next: Part 2! "Kiba hadn't ever thought he would see a day when his big sister asked one of his friends on a date."
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