A/N: My first REAL Naruto story (which is funny because I've watched Naruto since I was seven)! I hope you guys like it. ^-^

I DON'T OWN NARUTO OR NARUTO SHIPPUDEN!


~Naruto's Princess~


"NARUTO!"

"NARUTO!"

"NARUTO!"

"NARUTO!"

Naruto had heard his name being called from Sakura many times, but he still cherished them all. They way the "R" rolled on her tongue was worth the bruises he would be sure to receive the next day. Naruto just couldn't help but to love the sound of her voice, no matter what tone she used on him. He's always known he'd loved her from the day he saw her knocking that little kid out on the park in grade school. He thought it was impossible NOT to love her. But he was sort of glad he didn't have much competition, he was the jealous type.

"Naruto, can you help me with this?"

He sighed inwardly. Ah, and the times she didn't want to knock him out were his favorite. But not for the obvious reasons. It made him feel that there was a tiny, slither of a chance she may like, possibly, love as well. He swore he'd cherish her to no end if she did become his. If she'd become his he'd have no idea what to do first: brag or snog* her face off… probably choice B. But without a doubt, he'd eventually brag to Lee, "the Green Bastard" as Naruto called him. But the chance was still a insignificant slither.

"N-Naruto?"

Naruto smiled at the thought of his name being said in a tone of worry by his true love. The rare times when her voice showed her hidden passion and care for him made him tingle. His chest pounded quickly and he felt the blood rush to his dizzy head. He could feel that slither of chance growing a whole hundredth of a fraction every time he replayed her voice within his head saying her name.

"NARUTO!"

And back to that aggressive cat, he thought. Maybe her Chinese zodiac was the tiger? And maybe that's why he fell in love with her… yes it was certainly POSSIBLE. Her catty features and mannerisms were surely a sight to see… and to avoid, he'd learned last month. She'd nearly placed him in a coma with her death punch. How should he be expected to know she was PMSing? Welp, he learned his lesson.

Naruto's mind replayed her angered cry of Sakura. Ah, yes, his chances were now quite in show. He may even be able to play his cards right and show her what a wonderful man he was. He would take her to dinner, buy her anything her heart desired (and his wallet allowed), and shower her in his fondness. He would treat her like the princess he knows she secretly is. He sighed. 'MY princess…'

"NARUTO EITHER ANSWER ME RIGHT NOW OR I'LL BASH YOUR HEAD INTO THIS POLE!"

Naruto felt his chances shatter, along with his arm as he was roughly thrust into the metal pole… continuously.

"Ahh, S-Sakura-chan please—Ah!"

"THINK ABOUT THAT BEFORE YOU IGNORE ME AGAIN!"

"I didn't mean to! I swea—AAH!"

"You bastard!"

"HELP!"

She truly is a princess in his eyes. She truly is.


*I've never used this word so I'm not sure if it is correct in this sentence.


A/N: I FINISHED MY FIRST OUT OF (now 11, it's growing) STORIES I NEED TO WRITE BEFORE MONDAY! (I want to surprise Macchi-chan with lots of updates before she comes back from a trip. :D)

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