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Twelve catalogues and nothing.

Hinata had rifled through all of them in search of something that could suprise Naruto, but she had known from the start that it wouldn't be an easy feat. There was very little that her husband actually liked, so trying to find him a proper present was like fighting Pain without ther use of your arms. This quest was all but becoming hopeless.

Their daughter Himawari picked up on her change in attitude. "Still nothing, Mama?" the girl asked from her spot by the kitchen table. She wasn't even looking at her mother; she was more focused on the handheld game in front of her.

Hinata let out a sigh and nodded. "Daddy is hard to shop for sometimes."

Himawari considered this. "Well, maybe you should ask somebody to help you."

This idea had already passed through Hinata's mind, but she had discarded it at first. She had wanted to find the perfect gift herself. It wasn't every day that your husband was inaugurated as Hokage so she needed a present that would match the achievement. Hinata felt that letting someone else pick would ruin the thought behind it.

Yet she was running out of options. It was getting more and more difficult to guess what would suffice. The stack of catalogues by her side had all proven to be useless. And Hinata did not trust the people in Konoha to keep her secret for her. There were just too many people in town, most of them tourists that had come here to see Naruto get sworn into his new position. You could hardly walk around, let alone without being spotted by the wrong crowd.

She supposed she had no other options. Naruto's range of interests wasn't that big; she knew he liked his family, his job and his ramen. That did not give her a whole lot of options to choose from. She could buy him a special set of weapons, but there was no way that he was going to use them with that gigantic chakra supply of his. And they had three dozen cups of ramen stacked in the kitchen pantry, so that was out of the question.

Hinata wanted to bury her face in her hands. Naruto's inauguration was only a week away so she had to act fast. There was no other choice but to resign to the only alternative left: asking for help.

Sakura had almost jumped out of her skin with enthusiasm when Hinata asked her to be of support. There was barely any time to ask Ino to supervise Himawari before Sakura had dragged Hinata from her house into the streets of Konoha. Skilled eyes roamed the markets and storefronts while Hinata shuffled behind. The decision was out of her hands now.

"Do you think he would like this?" Hinata asked halfway during the afternoon. She showed Sakura the scarf that she had found, thinking it to be a good idea. After all, a scarf had been what had brought them together. Naruto was sure to understand the deeper meaning behind the gift.

Sakura however shook her head. "No, I wouldn't do that if I were you. Not unless you plan on knitting it yourself."

Hinata felt mortified. Sakura was absolutely right. Just buying a scarf wasn't going to cut it. Naruto had been so glad that she had made him one herself. Purchasing one would make the idea seem cheap.

"Maybe you can give him a scarf for your fifteenth anniversary," Sakura proposed, having noted the change in Hinata's demeanour. "It's a really good idea, Hinata, just not for now."

This made Hinata smile a little. So she could file away that idea for later use. Good. But that still did not fix the problem at hand.

She nearly jumped back a foot when Sakura gave a shrill cry of triumph. Hinata followed the other woman's pointing finger, her eyes settling on a store called Velvet Dreams. Hinata grew red in an instant.

"No way," she said, shaking her head, her hair flying around her. "I could never do that!"

Sakura began to laugh. "Oh, no worries, Hinata. I'm not forcing you to do anything, but it wouldn't hurt to have a look, right?" Without further ado Sakura dragged Hinata along. Hinata tried to resist by planting her heels firmly against the ground, but Sakura's monster strength was something she couldn't fight against. Before she knew it she was looking at the window display.

The mannequins in front of her were, how to put it... racy. All of them had been donned in sets of lingerie in every possible colour. Hinata saw frilled panties, bras with bows on them, garter belts and some things that she didn't even know the names of. Velvet Dreams sold nothing else. Hinata made up her mind quickly; this was not the store for her.

She did her best to convey this to Sakura, but she wasn't having any of it. Sakura was now convinced that buying lingerie was the way to go. Hinata did not agree at all.

"Please, Sakura, I don't want to be here!" Hinata pleaded.

"Oh c'mon, Hinata!" Sakura exclaimed, cracking a grin that made Hinata nervous. "Like I said, it won't hurt to have a look. Besides, you should know some of this stuff already. I mean you have two children, so..."

Hinata threw her hands up in defense. "B-But we never... Naruto and I wouldn't..."

"Ah, so you guys are a conservative couple, huh?" Sakura asked. Her grin grew wider and that couldn't mean anything good.

"I-I guess you could say that..."

"Well wouldn't you say it's time that you try something new? I bet that Naruto would like it if you did."

Hinata had no response to that. True enough, she herself considered the two of them to be rather old school. They had waited with anything more intimate than a kiss until their wedding night. Of course they did have sex, but Hinata had never considered that an activity with a whole lot of wiggling room. She knew that some people enjoyed trying new things behind a closed bedroom door, but the prude in her would not allow it to have her find out more about this. She was perfectly fine the way she was, thank you very much.

Still, Sakura's words had managed to make her doubt herself. Perhaps she was too comfortable with her and Naruto's love life. They hadn't yet devolved into scheduling their moments of intimacy, but they had become somewhat of a routine. In the normal scenario Naruto would come home after a mission or after a long day of helping Kakashi. The kids would already be asleep and that would give them some time to themselves. The kettle would whistle while she asked him how his day had been and by the time he was done with his story she would serve him a cup of his favourite ramen. All of these things were part of the routine.

Once done eating, Naruto would take her into his arms and they would cuddle. Sometimes they would stay like this for only a few minutes, sometimes for two hours. Despite how long this would last, the end result was always the same. The two of them in their bedroom, the blinds closed. A sense of expectancy in the air. And yes, they would make love, and it would be great.

At least that was what Hinata used to believe.

"I don't know if Naruto would like it," Hinata told Sakura. She felt her face flare up at the thought of what she was about to share with the other woman. "Naruto and I don't really try a lot of new things, you know... in the..."

Sakura smiled at her. "That's okay, I understand." Her eyes wandered back to the storefront. "But remember, it never hurts to try. I know that it sounds scary, all that sex stuff, but trust me when I say that it can be fantastic as well."

That brought images to Hinata's mind of Sakura trying to find something that would entice Sasuke. It was enough to make her burst out laughing and take a lot of her nervosity away. As soon as she was composed she gave a little sigh. "Sure, why not."

The light in Sakura's eyes grew bright. "Great! You won't regret this, I promise. Lingerie is actually pretty tame when it comes to sexual exploration."

"Can you please not call it that?"

"Fine, fine. Just come inside. I think I already see something that would look great on you."

And thus Hinata subjected herself to a shopping spree that she was never, ever going to forget. Sakura ran around the store pulling dozens of different sets from the racks. Hinata sat by a table in the middle of the store as Sakura did her collecting, observing just what the kunoichi thought might rouse Naruto's interest. While Hinata found some of the pieces to be okay there were also options that made her mind boggle with their unsubtlety. Who on earth would want to wear crotchless panties?

What did not help were the people passing by and throwing curious glances her way. She dreaded the thought of being recognized; how fast would word travel that the wife of the Hokage-to-be wanted to spice up their love life? Hinata figured that the story would reach Naruto before she got a chance to pay for one of the sets.

Sakura walked around the store for a good twenty minutes before returning to the table. Hinata hoped that this would be the last of it, that she could point at a particular ensemble that did not kill her with embarrassment, but of course this wasn't the case. She would have to go and try everything on. Sakura insisted on it. Hinata could kick and scream and protest all she wanted, but in the end she relented and did as Sakura bid of her. At least luck was in her favour; the dressing rooms were closed off well enough for Hinata to not be seen by anyone else than her friend.

In the end she did manage to settle on a set. After trying on about seven different ones and getting praise from Sakura with every one, Hinata felt a little more confident about this idea. The thought of showing herself to Naruto like this was still mortifying, but that was something that she would get herself past. Sakura was probably right. If Naruto got a chance to see her like that he would most likely be unable to do anything but stammer and blush like crazy.

The particular two-piece that she ended up buying had been Sakura's favourite. The kunoichi had whistled through her teeth when Hinata had thrown open the curtain to the cubicle.

"If he doesn't want to do unspeakable things to you when he sees you in this, I don't know what will get his interest," Sakura had told her. These words had convinced Hinata of making the purchase, handing it over to the girl behind the cash register and praying to the Sage of the Six Paths that no one would ask her who it was for. But the girl did no such thing and the end of the day Hinata stowed away her present to Naruto underneath their bed.

All she could do now was wait the remainig week until the inauguration and doubt her -or rather Sakura's- idea constantly. It was no fun being a prude.

Inauguration day did not go as planned for Naruto. Granted, there was no possible way for him to guess that Himawari would activate her Byakugan that day, nor could he have anticipated the incredible blow to the gut she delivered to knock him out cold. Today was a day for unforeseen circumstances. Thank goodness for Kakashi and Konohamaru, though. Their quick thinking had made sure that all of Konoha could see the new Hokage take on his position, even if the man himself was indisposed.

Of course this meant that Naruto had to appear in his -it was his now- office right after coming to. Hinata had been the one to shake him awake and he had dashed out the door after planting a quick kiss on her cheek. It was his first day and he was already behind on his duties. Great.

Much of his work for the day had consisted of signing the papers that would officially grant him his position as Hokage. His Shadow Clones had come in handy and because of them he actually got his work done early. That meant that he could go home sooner than he had expected and that made him happy. Despite having missed half of it, today had been a great day. He was still in bliss and there was only one person in the whole world who he could share that feeling with.

So he made his way home with a spring in his step. It was already night and the kids were sure to be asleep. He could have some alone time with Hinata. It had been a while since they had truly gotten more than just a few hours to themselves. With him becoming Hokage and Hinata doing a lot of work for her own clan it was hard to match up their schedules.

His house came into view and Naruto increased his pace. The bruise on his stomach sent a flare of pain through him, but he chose to ignore it. While Himawari could punch like the best of them, he'd had worse. He had been kicked into mountains and stabbed with every pointy item on the face of the earth. A stomach ache wasn't going to spoil his free evening.

Naruto entered his house and threw his keys onto the little dresser in the hallway. He called out Hinata's name and was surprised when he did not get a response. One of his favourite things about his wife was how glad she always seemed to have him home. He could understand that she wasn't there herself, but she hadn't mentioned being away tonight. Strange.

He made his way to the kitchen with ramen noodles on his mind. While much of his life had changed over the years, his love for the instant meal had never gone away. To him it was still the perfect way to end a busy day. When he stepped into the kitchen however he saw something that took his mind off of food altogether.

Hinata was leaning against the countertop, most of her face shielded by her hair. What remained visible of her features was a bright scarlet. She wasn't wearing anything but a two-piece set of lingerie as lavender as her eyes. Tiny, plum-coloured bows accentuated her hips and lacy frills followed the curves of her perfect cleavage.

Naruto had no words for this situation. How could he, to be honest? Hinata never did such things. Seeing her do them now did more than throw him off; all thoughts were cleared from his mind due to a mixture of curiosity and stupefaction. "H-Hinata?" he asked carefully. "What's... What's all this?"

Hinata looked up at him and he fell quiet again. Her face was still red with her blushing, but a smile had curved her lips and were currently turning his insides into mush. Where she had gotten the nerve to do something so bold and unrestrained he didn't know, but there was no denying that he found it intruiging. He might have been drooling, though he would never be sure of that.

"Hey honey," Hinata said, stepping away from the counter. "I hope you like it." She gestured at her body and Naruto understood that she meant the lingerie that made her look so much more appetizing than she already was.

Unable to say anything, Naruto swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and gave a sharp nod. Hinata walked over to him with a sense of determination in her step. The sight was so appealing that Naruto could feel the blood leaving his head and moving to... other places.

"Sakura helped me pick it out," Hinata said, taking his hands into hers. She fiddled with his fingers, maybe to help with her own anxiety. "I didn't know what to give you as a present for your inauguration. Sakura thought that this might be a good idea."

It was a good idea, a hell of a good one, actually. Naruto had never even considered the sight of Hinata in lingerie. Perhaps they were old fashioned, but Naruto had never had a problem with that. He loved his wife and he loved it when they made love. Why they would need to add any bells and whistles had been beyond him. But still, opinions could change.

Looking at Hinata now filled him up with a desire that could not be expressed in words. All that came to his mind were crude images of him throwing her over the kitchen counter and doing things to her that would be forbidden even in the adult movies. And she had done it all for him.

"This... You did this for me?" he felt inclined to ask. There was no one else that she could have done it for, but it was still so surreal to him that he just had to confirm it.

She began to smile for real now and stepped even closer to him. He sucked in his breath when he felt her breasts press against him. With only a single layer of clothing covering them he could feel the heat of her body, making his urges grow stronger. His pants were beginning to grow tight and he would have to act on it soon.

Hinata brought her lips close to his ear. When she whispered those sweet words to him, every one of them laden with confidence fueled by his mystified stare, he knew that it was for real.

"This is a present just for you, Hokage-sama."

Her hands found his robe and pressed it back. He slid out of it without any trouble and let his own hands travel to her back. The first found ground between her shoulderblades, the second just above her buttocks. Her lavender panties were made of the finest silk and tickled his fingertips as he brushed against them. He wondered how long he could have her keep them on. Two minutes? A minute and a half?

Hinata kissed him and erased these questions from his mind. There was nothing left to think about; Hinata was all-consuming. One hand went up on instinct and buried itself in her hair. It was soft and shiny, his fingers gliding through without any trouble. Her own hands were already unbuttoning his jacket. He helped her help him and watched her as she tossed it in the direction of the kitchen table. He had forgotten about the damn thing even before it was out of sight.

Naruto kissed her now, cupping her face and pressing hard against her lips. There was so much urgency in his kiss; he was almost beyond the stage of foreplay already. He was stiff in his underwear and his erection was beginning to demand attention. He wasn't going to please it just yet, though. There was no sense in unwrapping his present that soon.

Her tongue brushed against his mouth and he knew how to respond. He invaded her with his own wet muscle, searching hers and begging it to come out and play. Hinata was eager to comply and her deftly manicured nails started to claw at his chest. This was her way of signalling him to shed some more clothing, something that he did not at all mind doing. He didn't know where his shirt ended up. He would find it later.

Inspiration struck him then. Naruto didn't warn Hinata and was rewarded with a small yelp of surprise when he lifted her right off her feet. He walked her over to the kitchen counter and sat her down on it, both of his hands falling on her thighs as he kicked off his sandals and socks. He pulled her in close and once again he felt her breasts against him, so warm and so lush. He couldn't refrain any longer and kissed her hard.

A soft moan passed over her lips when they made contact again. Her legs wrapped around him and kept him close to her. As their tongues fought over dominance and the smell of her lemon scented shampoo overrode his sense of thinking, Hinata undid the zipper of his pants and sent it crashing to the floor below. Naruto chuckled against her mouth. At least he wasn't the only one who was impatient.

The tent in his boxers was well beyond obvious. As the two of them pressed close once more, Hinata reached out and grabbed his manhood through the fabric, making him see stars behind his eyelids. Sure, they could be considered conservative behind closed doors. But that didn't mean that they were unaware of what excited the other. Hinata understood all too well how weak his knees went when she did things like this to him, teasing him in all the right ways. When her lips left his and pressed a loving peck on his jaw just underneath his earlobe, he was forced to pull her hand away. Things would go too fast like that.

"What's wrong?" Hinata asked, a devilish smile crawling over her face. She knew damn well what was wrong, of course, but she wanted to hear him say it. No one would ever believe it if he told them, but as soon as they were down to this stage of their sexual play, Hinata was anything but shy or demure. Part of the reason why they had never considered trying anything 'new' was because they could have fun themselves just fine. One of their favourite things to do was play the game of dominance. Test each other to see who wanted it more. Naruto was usually the loser.

"Don't get too excited now," Naruto breathed. He was growing red in the face and conscious thought was leaving him with every second that passed. All he wanted to do now was ravage her, but that would end things too quickly.

He placed a hand on her thigh and allowed the other to fingerwalk along her spine, finding the snaps of her bra. His kisses traveled down to her collarbones and the tops of her breasts. He was about to undo the damned piece of clothing with a practiced snap of his finger, but he halted just before he did. Hinata looked at him with a curious expression.

He gave her a toothy smile. "Can I open my present now?" he asked. She giggled and nodded. Naruto did not have to be told twice.

Her bra went sailing over the kitchen counter and landed on top of a plant in their windowsill. The first part of his gift now freed, Naruto wasted no time in cupping her breasts in his hands. Hinata shuddered a little and this drove him to give both of them a gentle squeeze, just enough to make her skin tingle and leave her wanting more. He wouldn't do anything else until she signalled him for it.

Hinata's arms fell around his neck and her fingers started toying with the hair at the back of his head. His whole scalp prickled at the sensatation. His lips couldn't help but join the game also, kissing at the dip of her throat and drawing enough vocal response from her for Naruto to carry on his teasing. Her breasts were big and almost spilled out of his hands, so he focused on the nipples instead, rubbing at them with his thumbs and causing Hinata to cry out for the first time since they started.

Naruto smirked wide and placed a hand behind her rear, pulling her in so close that he could feel his erection brush against her crotch through two layers of fabric. Even like this he could feel her excited wetness; she was almost dripping. While the idea of playing dress up for him must have wrecked her nerves, it had also turned her on a lot. He slipped his hand into soaked panties without warning her.

Her legs tensed as the feeling coarsed through her, trapping Naruto and keeping him in place. Not that he minded; this way he had a front seat ticket for watching Hinata squirm at his ministrations. For once Naruto had the upper hand and he would do whatever was in his power to keep it that way. He rid himself of his boxers as he pushed a finger inside of her. Clothing was only a bother now. It had served to make Hinata look delicious, but now it was time to eat. And he was hungry for something very particular.

Hinata gasped when he penetrated her, his index finger sliding inside without trouble and his thumb resting on her clitoris. He rubbed over it in small circles, sometimes going this way, others that. Hinata reached out for his hand and clasped at his wrist, intent to keep the limb there and see to it that it did its work. She grabbed Naruto's cock between them and rolled the skin back, massaging his manhood with long and tender strokes.

Now it was Naruto's turn to moan. Despite his continuous arousal he had managed to stay quite composed so far. Sex with Hinata always left him in a state where he was about ready to burst, or so he thought. Could he help it that his wife was just so damn appealing?

She continued her skilled handiwork until he was oozing with precum. She herself was becoming like putty in his hands too. When she sought him out for a passionate kiss Naruto decided that he would thank her for his present the way a gentleman would. When given what he got, of course. An actual gentleman would never even consider doing what he was about to.

She helped him get the panties away. Despite how thankful he was for their existence he was glad to get rid of them. He took a second to look at Hinata. Never again would he see something as delicious as this waiting for him on his kitchen counter. Fuck ramen noodles. This was so much tastier.

He nudged Hinata back by gently pushing her shoulder. She got the hint and laid herself back, her legs a little apart to treat him to a feast. He sank through his knees and brought his face in close, relishing in her smell. So sweet and lust awakening. He was about to kiss her there and make her see stars, but he halted at the very last second. He just had to make it known.

"You have no idea how much I love my present," he breathed.

Her laugh rang through the kitchen and made his knees turn to goo. Damn it all to hell, he was so smitten with her it was unfair. To reward her he pressed his lips against her lower ones, making her draw in her breath. The taste of her filled his mouth and acted as an incentive to carry on. He licked her, kissed her, devoured her. She was his and his alone.

And then she said something to him that really made him lose it.

"H-H.." the words wouldn't come at first, nothing but shallow breathing leaving her lips. "Hokage-sama, please..."

His tongue just about froze during its umpteenth run over her clitoris. She was spilling juices in his mouth so much that he could hardly drink against it. He pressed another kiss into her core and she arched her back, a whine of a moan coming out of her, her legs shaking with a mixture of arousal and anticipation.

"Hokage-sama, what?" Naruto asked, grinning. Another quick flick of his tongue made her lol her head back and furth. A hand was clamped between her teeth and for a second Naruto wondered about the purpose of this action. Then he remembered that he was the father of two and that he was currently desecrating the mother. If the kids came downstairs now alarmed by the sound, things would become really, really awkard. Even so, Naruto thought it would be fun to try and see how far he could push Hinata.

"Hokage-sama, what?" he asked again. His noze grazed over the stubble of her pubic hair, his upper lip brushing over her clit and making her whole body quiver.

He never got his response. Not verbally, at least, Hinata decided to show him what she wanted by clenching her hand into his hair, jerking up with an almost unsettling amount of violence. She dragged him up and over the counter until she was facing him and his erection was pushing against her dripping core. The look in her lavender eyes was only a step away from desperate. Naruto smiled at this victory and did as she bid of him.

Years of practice had made this part of the process easier. During their first few times of actual intercourse Hinata had been in pain. Thank goodness that that came to pass. Now, fourteen years later, the two lovers became one just like that, no hitches or bumps in the road. As soon as he was inside her Naruto could feel his testicles tighten below his shaft. He wasn't going to be able to hold out for long. He considered himself lucky that Hinata was also on the verge of breaking; her breathing was erratic and her face was red and warm to the touch.

Horny as he was, Naruto drew back until only the tip of his cock remained inside, then thrusted in hard. Hinata let out a cry even with her hand muffling her. The free one grasped onto Naruto's shoulder, but wasn't strong enough for purchase. When he gave another stroke of his pelvis she placed it up higher, using her nails to make sure that her hand wouldn't slip to easily.

The sensation was something new altogether and Naruto loved every single second. With every thrust she scratched at his neck, splitting the skin there and leaving thick, red lines that would stay there for days on end. The feeling was delightful; the weird melange of mild pain and physical ecstasy left him wanting more. Hinata picked up on this and left even more scratches on his shoulderblades, his chest, over the bruise on his stomach. She was marking him. When he got into office the next day he was going to have some serious explaining to do. There was no way that Shikamaru wasn't going to make a remark about it.

Naruto increased his pace and felt his resolve weaken every time he slipped back inside Hinata. His sight had been reduced to a mere dot. He couldn't recall ever being so horny that he got tunnel vision. Whatever the cause, he would do whatever was in his power to relive the experience later.

Hinata was moaning and groaning below him. Naruto didn't even know which sounds he was producing; he only had ears for the sweet little cries that she spouted out. At the end of the night she would show him the teeth marks on her hand and he would glow with pride.

And when Hinata began to shake with such violence that it couldn't be anything else but her orgasm, Naruto couldn't fight it any longer either. He grit his teeth together as he spilled inside of her. Hinata bit down so hard that her canines punctured her skin and drew a few drops of blood. Now spent, Naruto collapsed on top of his wife, his head in her neck and his hands still wrapped gingerly around her hips.

It took the two of them a very long time to regain themselves. They stayed in their position for a while, doing nothing but share the occasional kiss and smile at one another. There wasn't anything that needed to be said. Only one line passed between them during what remained of the night. Naruto whispered it to her as she was about to fall asleep in his arms.

"I'm so going to thank Sakura tomorrow."

When Sakura woke up on the morning after Naruto's inauguration she expected to just lounge around the house and perhaps hit the market later on. She didn't have any missions waiting for her, so right now she could do with her time as she pleased. Sarada was out with Boruto and Mitsuki so Sakura didn't have to chase anyone around or cater to someone else. Today was her day.

Imagine her surprise when she was making herself a cup of tea, enjoying the silence of her kitchen. What one could not anticipate was the appearance of Naruto on her windowsill. In truth Sakura wouldn't have minded, it was just a Shadow Clone anyway, but it would have been nice if it had given her a bit of a heads up. When the Clone spoke from behind her, telling her that the new Hokage wished to see her in his office, Sakura dropped the cup that she had been holding, sending sclading hot tea in every direction. Needless to say the Clone relayed her mood to the actual Naruto quite well.

After cleaning up the mess in her kitchen, Sakura made her way to the Hokage's office. She was beckoned inside as soon as she had knocked on the door.

"Lord Seventh," Sakura said, inclining her head at Naruto. The man was sitting behind his desk with his feet up. Sakura wanted to berate him for presenting himself like this, but when a gigantic grin split his face open she held her tongue.

"Sakura, please," Naruto said, gesturing at the seat on the other side of the desk. She sat down and waited for him to say something. Surprisingly enough, the first thing that came out of his mouth was "Please call me Naruto."

Sakura wanted to protest this, but Naruto wouldn't have any of it. "When I'm in this office I should be addressed by my title, yes, but I'm going to make an exception for you, Sasuke and Kakashi-sensei. You are the best friends that I'll ever have so it kills me to hear you call me Lord Seventh. Please don't ever do that again."

She relented with a sigh. "Fine. You summoned me?" she asked, hoping to get down to business.

"Y-Yes, I did," Naruto said, his face turning a very strange hue of red. "I.. I wanted to thank you for helping Hinata pick out her present." The red almost shifted to purple. Naruto did everything in his power to not make eye contact.

Sakura smiled and did her best to stay composed. She knew it, she freaking knew it. Hinata's doubts had been unfounded after all. Sakura was about to take this gratitude in her stride and leave the office, but then Naruto slid open a drawer and pulled out a booklet that he shoved across the desk. When Sakura saw what it was it took her every ounce of strength in her body to not piss herself from laughing.

Velvet Dreams Presents: Our Very First All Male Lingerie Line.

Naruto was looking at her from the other side of the desk, his eyebrows up high and revealing his need for an answer.

"So..." he asked. "Do you think you can help me pick something out or..."