Disclaimer: Masashi Kimoto owns the characters, and the settings.
A fiction inspired by a cute SMS message I received not so long ago. This is completely bias but do imagine the things going to be written in here, okay? My comeback for the year 2009- tadaima!
Naruto and Sakura's age is 19 in here, okay?
"I don't like you wearing that dress."
Shocked.
Sakura turned around to see the man who was criticizing the newly bought tank-top she was wearing for this special day. But it was not just an ordinary top, for it was customized by her bestfriend, Ino, who agreed to sacrifice her tailoring skills in exchange of Sakura's black obi for her Hoshi Matsuri kimono. Well in fact, the top had a huge slit in the middle which exposed Sakura's black inner tube top. And knowing how Ino's sense of style flows, her belly-button is now exposed too, from the reduced cloth she had really planned the moment she gave the top.
She observed the serious look on her koibito's face. Whenever she came up to him with barely anything to wear or nothing at all, he does not really seem to mind. In fact, he might have been enjoying the view.
Naruto is a growing teen, Sakura fumed at the back of her mind, who is now pouting at the thought. He's the type to understand my fashion sense but he never told me about anything until now. So what's up?
"Oh wow, this is the first time that you had to say something about my clothing. Does it look weird to you? Kiba passed by a while ago and said that it looked pretty hot." Her long pink locks now covering a portion of her belly skin as she looked down to observe her own figure.
The figure in front of her continued to stare blankly at her without making any movement. From the looks of it, he was not very pleased at all. He sighed.
"I want you wearing a very long dress next time, do you understand?"
She gasped in reply, kind of taken aback from the words he heard from his mouth.
A VERY LONG DRESS? Naruto, you baka! I don't even wear chic, elegant sheaths. Or maybe- are you going to make me wear petticoats and force myself to buy prada?! Her Inner Sakura is now activated whom in return to the real life, glared at the sunny haired jounin who was scratching his head.
But for the sake of their relationship..
"Okay.. I'll try, I guess."
Naruto chuckled.
"White should definitely fit, as Hinata and Tenten told me."
OKAY, A LONG WHITE DRESS.. Am I a nun now? Refusing to paint the screwed up face in front on Naruto, she breathed heavily and counted from one to ten as she agreed, though she was not fund of the impossible idea. He knows how I hate white since it blends with my skin tone! And why was he with Hinata and Tenten? I did not even know they were hanging out! Idiot..
"Gee, okay. White dress. For a picnic?"
Naruto laughed in response.
"White dress in a picnic? Haha! You can't wear a white dress along with an elegant veil in a picnic."
This time, it was her turn to give the blank stare. Obviously, she did not want the idea of long white dresses, but what's up with the veil?
BUT FOR THE SAKE OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP..
"NARUTO.. A LONG, WHITE DRESS WITH AN ELEGANT VEIL. OKAY."
He smiled.
"Great."
Sakura looked away in anger. But his unfamiliar movements made her jerk back from his direction.
Naruto was kneeling. Something brilliant in his hands as he offered it to Sakura's direction.
"I forgot.. Wearing this ring, along with the white dress and the elegant veil."
Tears marched down at Sakura's cheek. She smiled back.
"Haruno Sakura, will you marry me?"
Idiot, yes. Yes, I will.
A/N: And a fiction is done for an hour! Sorry if it kinda creeps you out for the cheesy-ness. Oh and can you help me with the spaces below? I'm having a hard time with it.