"We're going, Naruto-ooo," Sakura said, adding way too much of a slur to his name. "Come on, we'll go to the training hollow!"
She sounded like how all the girls had acted around Sasuke—too sugary, too nice. But when Sakura acted like this, there was danger in the air. She grabbed his hand and began to drag him through the village.
Why was she so mad? Honestly, what had he done? It was stupid Sakura who hadn't talked to him for a whole year…who'd acted like he didn't exist for an entire year. He closed his eyes, not caring anymore, until Sakura had pinned him against a tree.
"DO YOU NOT KNOW WHY I ASKED YOU TO COME WITH ME, NARUTO UZAMAKI?" He didn't answer. "DO YOU THINK I JUST WANTED TO—TO—" The next words "to be friends" wouldn't come out. "TALK!"
"That is what I thought, Sakura," Naruto moaned. His head hurt and his neck was aching. Then Sakura released him and he slid down the trunk of the tree, slumped beneath it.
Her back was turned, but she was only a foot away. Sakura was breathing heavily…almost panting, but not quiet. "You—you thought—you didn't realize what I was asking you, Naruto?" Her voice was weak, disbelieving.
"Um…just for the record…what were you asking?"
Sakura let out a loud scream. "NARUTO, DAMN IT ALL, I WAS ASKING YOU TO GO OUT WITH ME AS IN DATE, AS IN LIKING, AS IN ROMANCE, NOT GO OUT FOR RAMEN AND CALL OTHER PEOPLE TO SIT WITH US. I THOUGHT YOU OF ALL PEOPLE WOULD KNOW THAT SEEING AS YOU SPEND ALL YOUR TIME WITH THE PERVY SAGE!"
Naruto's blue eyes widened, but all he could say was, "The Pervy Sage leaves me on my own most of the time…I don't see too many women with him. Actually, most women don't see him either."
Sakura suddenly realized that Naruto's training had been peeping at women and was rather shocked. Sure, she had Tsunade as a teacher and Tsunade wasn't above looking at pictures of…. Sakura had to say or wanted to say was that it wasn't exactly something a teacher should share.
Tsunade had offered too. Sometimes Sakura wondered if Oroichimaru was the best out of the third hokage's students. At least he didn't look at porn or spy on girls…no, all he did was swallow swords and tried to kill the hidden leaf village.
"Okay, Naruto, let's get this straight. You didn't think that I was asking you out—you thought I meant to be like you and Hinata? Like how you and Sasuke used to hang out? Naruto, do you not get how a girl can like a guy in a way other then "let's train together and go eat ramen"? It might not be something you're familiar with, Naruto, but it's something I am. I mooned after Sasuke for too long and—yes, now I regret that wasted time, Naruto, don't even ask—but besides that, did you notice that I ignored you for one year, Naruto? Yeah—I was confused, scared, and disgusted. How could someone who doubted you for all those years suddenly decide she wanted nothing more then to talk to you? How could I almost be killed by Sasuke then suddenly fall in love with you?
"You have no idea what was coming into my brain, Naruto. Everything I'd believed in felt like it'd been rattled, some just outright destroyed. So I decided avoiding you would be best, then we started training…then I come down to this and you—well you didn't seem to get it."
Her face was red and there were huge tears in the corner of her eyes. Naruto reached out and put a hand on her shoulder, whispered her name, and pulled her against him. "You know I'm an idiot—I never could've figured all that out on my own. Even with all that screaming I don't have it all figured out."
Her hair smelled really good, flowery with a kind of sharp twang to it. "Naruto," she cried, "you're an idiot, do you know that? A stupid, hyperactive knucklehead with no common sense."
"Yeah, I know, Sakura."
In a quick shift of her weight, she was on the ground, Naruto sprawled on top of her. Why in the world was his jumpsuit so thick? What was he, anti-social, afraid of girls? "Go ahead, Blondie," she teased, "you need instructions for this?"
Sakura? You want the honest answer? Yes! All I have to go on is… "No…I read a chapter of Icha Icha Paradise. I think that taught me all I'll ever need to know."
Sakura didn't comment on what she'd learned from Kakashi-sensei that wasn't from a book. Of course, ignoring Naruto had gotten her in a bit of a depression and Kakashi had been sort of drunk and so had Sakura. At least it had only been third base…
But to get back on subject, Naruto's face was a centimeter from hers—so close that he'd think he'd moved if Sakura tilted her head up a bit. And she'd bet Naruto would come back down if she wanted him to. Still, she wasn't into making the first move. Naruto was supposed to do that! Stupid blonde idiot…Kakashi certainly knew what to do.
Sakura, how far do you want me to go? What if she gets mad and punches me for being a pervert? Sakura answered that by grabbing his hands and shoving them, violently, down her dress. "Stop being a gay little wuss, Naruto, I won't do everything."
Instead of getting right to it, Naruto began kissing her, feeling the icy stiffness in her neck slip away. The zipper of his jacket was down, only a thin blue shirt covering him. Sakura was heating up, her body temperature going through the roof and Naruto wasn't exactly freezing despite it being a chilly autumn day and he was currently lacking his usual shirt.
Sakura slid her tongue through the gap in his lips and started doing what could be called exploring. "Hmm, Naruto," she'd added the extra slur to his name, but he wasn't threatened.
"Sakura…" She loved his raspy voice and the feeling of his hands and fingers groping her breasts. Letting out a low moan, she attached herself back onto lips, running her hands through his blond hair. Meanwhile, Naruto made good use of her temporary insanity and his hands roamed all over.
She pressed her chest against his, feeling her nipples harden as it happened. Her bra…what had happened to it? Oh who really cared anymore, seriously. Now his tongue was in her mouth and she could feel his hands playing with her chest area. And kami, both of them felt really good.
Naruto…
