'I cannot believe that Kakashi-sensei cut training short just because it's raining,' Sakura exclaimed in utter disbelief. She, Kakashi, Yamato, Sai and Naruto had been training for no less than an hour, and the silver-haired man stopped training because of some water. It was an exceedingly idiotic excuse, but he used it. She expected the blond haired shinobi to object as well, but the boy just frowned and remained silent.
Bringing her musings back to her blond team mate, she turned towards him and inspected him. The rain had already soaked the boy, and so his usually gravity-defying sunshine golden locks were straight bangs falling loosely into his face. His blond hair framed his sun-kissed face perfectly. His gentle whisker marks were hardly visible at the present. His frame was less a childish demeanour, and more firm. It was obvious he had a great figure with strong muscles, but he always covered up. She wondered why, seeing as Naruto seemed the arrogant type.
He was still out of breath from training and had a small flush across his cheeks. Regardless of the rain, it was still humid. He unzipped his jacket and flung it over his shoulder. He then closed his eyes and leant against the wall behind him, letting the raindrops cascade heavily upon him. Despite herself, the rosette kunoichi couldn't help but stare at the blond teenager's well-toned chest. 'Sakura-chan?' the adolescent questioned. The kunoichi flushed and turned away with a small frown.
'What do you want, Naruto?' she enquired rudely. She heard a small chuckle arise from the blond teen's throat and felt butterflies in her stomach. She folded her arms impatiently, awaiting his question. 'If you're going to ask me on a date, there's not point—' she was cut off by a gentle pressure pressing against her lips. Her emerald eyes widened in astonished surprise. She briefly considered shoving the blond off of her and hitting him – but this feeling was far too nice for that aggressive behaviour.
Sakura didn't know that the abraded knucklehead idiot could be so tender and soft. After a moment, she felt the blond pull away and noticed the disconsolate rejected look in the sapphire eyes, and so hastily flung her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Naruto's eyes widened briefly, before he wrapped his own arms around the kunoichi's waist and deepened the kiss himself. He licked her bottom lip timidly, and Sakura happily obliged and granted him entrance.
Their tongue's battled temporarily, until Sakura gave into the blond shinobi and let him in. He happily acquiesced. After what seemed like an eternity, they pulled apart for air. Still panting feverously, Naruto let a sloppy grin claim his features. He was flushing red, but Sakura considered that she was probably rather flustered as well. After both adolescents finally regained their lost breath, they both started laughing. 'So, Sakura-chan,' Naruto began. 'Would you like to go on a date now?'
The kunoichi smirked. 'As long as you pay,' she said haughtily as she calmed down and smoothed her hair and uniform. After searching through his (admittedly flat) Gama-chan, Naruto's expression faltered, before a sheepish grin formed.
'Can't you pay for at least half?' he called to the girl who was already walking away. When she didn't respond, he chased after her. 'Ah! Sakura-chan, wait!' he shouted as he waved feverously. Unbeknownst to them, three men had witnessed their intimate scene…
NaruSaku—NaruSaku—NaruSaku
Sakura: Gosangoku does not claim ownership of Naruto… I do!
Naruto: O.o?
Sakura: He's mine, you s!
Naruto: Uh… what the hell is going on?
Sai: Maybe it's her time of the month.
Naruto: Eh?! Sakura-chan's a werewolf?!