Plot: Naruto recites a poem at Ichiraku restaurant (They got popular and switched to a restaurant) about a certain pink haired kunoichi, who just so happend to be in the audience. BTW, It's Poem Sunday, or whatever you wanna call it.
A/N: I know, I know, I'm terrible at poetry. The point of this isn't the poem, but the story that comes after it.
Also, you may have noticed I took a couple lines from Guns N' Roses "Sweet Child o' Mine",as it is one of my favorite songs and seemed to fit into some parts.
"Okay, this is a poem about a certain pink haired friend of mine who is one of, if not the most important person in my life." Naruto started.
Naruto cleared his throat.
Her hair is as pink as a field of pink roses in the summer,
Her eyes as green as the middle of the ocean.
Her smile never ceases to brighten my day,
But her tears put a black cloud above me.
Everytime I see her face, it takes me away to that special place,
And if I stare to long, I'd probably break down and cry.
I could go on, and on about all the things I love about her,
But you'd all probably turn to stone.
But if you had listened to it all,
You'd find, that I have many reasons to love her like I do.
"Thank you." Naruto was about to turn around and walk of the stage (yes, there was a stage) when he saw a pink blur flying up towards him. All the sudden, he realized that his beloved one was standing there embracing him. All of the sudden, the crowd burst into applause.
When Naruto saw Sakura's face, he noticed that she was crying. She looked at him, "I-I, never kn-knew you felt t-that way about me."
"I love you, and I always have." Naruto said.
"N-Naruto, I love y-you too." Sakura said.
Naruto and Sakura both walked out of the ramen shop (if you need clarification on where they were, what was going on, etc, refer to the top of the page) hand-in-hand. When they got out, Sakura said, "You know, I never knew you wrote poetry."
Naruto replied, "I don't, but I felt like I could write so much about my love for you, so why let it go to waste?"
"You are so sweet" Sakura said, blushing.
"It's true. Every single word I said in that poem was completely true."
"You know, it's starting to get late."
"Well, now that we have everything sorted out, how about dinner next friday?"
Sakura kissed him, "Sounds great."
End of Chapter