Someone requested for a sequel for this and I decided to write it. After all, I'm sure we're all needing some NaruSaku fluff right about now. So here's an extra addition to keep the NaruSaku fandom alive. If anyone here wants some more NaruSaku fluff, feel free to drop a request. I'll be glad to write some fluff to cheer you all up.
Btw, the sequel's a bit choppy here and there but it's all in chronological order. Oh and I just wanted to add that a special someone is making their appearance here. Keep strong guys!
Sakura was beginning to think that she had brought Naruto over too much, because from the way her mother was acting, it seemed that she had somehow inherited the boy's astounding persistence and determination. She just didn't seem to give up, especially when it came to fulfilling her goal of having three grandchildren before she passed away. Being ninjas and all, any day was termed as being one's possible last and as such, Mebuki stated from time and time again that she might die before she got to see those three grandchildren they owed her.
"Have you done the deed yet?" She asked Sakura as soon as she returned from another date with Naruto, the pink haired girl scowling at her mother in embarrassment as she walked past her. It appeared that every single time she returned home after spending time with Naruto, she just had to ask the same damned question.
Sakura let out an aggravated sigh. "Of course not mom! We've only been dating for what, just over three weeks? Why would we do that so early on in our relationship? And shouldn't you be discouraging this sort of thing instead?" She retorted snappily, having had enough of her mother's antics.
This same occurrence had been happening a lot lately, such as that one time when Sakura first brought home Naruto to meet her parents as her boyfriend. It had gone smoothly at first, the blond having surprisingly gotten along well with both her mother and father, especially her father whom both shared similar characteristics. Her father pulled off some of his lame dry jokes again, to which Naruto disbelievingly laughed at. She had thought that he would have been put off by the jokes her dad told but no, he actually laughed at them and made up his own too, such as one of those ridiculous 'knock knock' jokes.
She was amazed at how well Naruto just seemed to click into her family. It was like he had become a son that her parents never had, and as such it couldn't help but make her smile fondly. Even if Naruto's parents weren't alive anymore, she felt that her parents would readily accept him with open arms as their own child. The boy had a family in her own, and she couldn't help but want to actually make it official by marrying him some day. Sakura Uzumaki, it had a special ring to it that she could never erase it from her memory. She would accept his last name any day.
Though things had gone smoothly for the first half, her mom just had to bring up the topic of grandchildren again. This evoked many blushes from both Naruto and Sakura, both of whom ended up having to be seated on the couch in front of Mebuki and Kizashi as they were given the dreaded talk of birds and bees. To say it was an uncomfortable experience was the understatement of the century. It was downright mortifying that Sakura swore that she needed to bleach her mind clean in order to erase all things discussed between the four of them that night.
Mebuki crossed her arms with an indiscernible pout. "But you guys are the youth of society. I would've expected things to have changed in your generation, seeing as how your peers seem to be more blatant with their affectionate displays. And no Sakura. Just because I'm your mother doesn't mean I have to discourage it. Why should I? I need the grandchildren after all," she explained in nonchalance, ignoring her daughter's snappy tone.
The medic nin let out a loud groan in exasperation, plopping down onto the couch wearily. "What is it with you and grandchildren mom? Why do you want them so much?"
"Because I miss having babies to look after. After you grew up so fast, it's getting a little lonely in the house since you're always on missions. I miss seeing little tots running around the house now that you're an adult. It brings me back memories," came her earnest reply. Sakura was slightly surprised at the truthful answer from her mom. She could hear the longing in her voice and it made her feel guilty, considering that she had begun to grow distant from her lately.
Sakura inwardly sighed. Maybe she should give what her mother wanted. Though, it would take a while considering that she still believed in intercourse after marriage. She was sure that Naruto would agree seeing as though the boy was at her beck and call. "Okay fine mom. I'll try to get a move on with this dream of yours. But it's not happening until years later," she answered resolutely.
Mebuki frowned but agreed nonetheless. As long as she was guaranteed grandchildren, nothing else mattered to her. "Remember to not use contraception okay."
"Mom!"
Naruto watched his girlfriend pace around his apartment, her face deep in thought as she bit on her lip as a sign of frustration. He had wondered what had caused her to become so tense and was afraid to say anything, in fear that she would smash his face in again. But even so, he was concerned for the girl. He had never seen her look so antsy before.
"Is everything alright Sakura-chan?" He asked gently, hoping that she wouldn't react too severely to his intrusion.
Sakura stopped abruptly in the middle of the room as her head snapped toward Naruto, causing the boy to unintentionally flinch. She was now giving him a rather calculative stare, carefully scrutinising him as Naruto felt perspiration build up on his forehead. Why was she looking at him like that? He had never been the self-conscious type, never caring about the way he looked but with Sakura looking at him so intensely, he felt as though he was underdressed or something.
"What do you think our kids would look like Naruto?" She asked bluntly, her expression unreadable.
Naruto's throat felt dry as he felt as though the room was suddenly heating up. He pulled on his collar, trying to get some of the cool wind to cool the rapidly rising temperatures he felt. "Ah, what makes you ask that Sakura-chan?" He asked nervously.
She glared at him, causing the jinchuuriki to flinch. "Just answer the question Naruto."
"Ah, well, if it's a boy he'd probably look a lot like me I think. He'd have blond hair and he'd love ramen just like his father," he answered, watching for her reaction. Seeing that she still had that same unreadable expression on her face, he continued. "He'd also want to be Hokage and he'd never give up!"
At that Sakura let out a small scoff but her lips had curved into a fond smile. "I asked you what he'd look like, not his personality and future aspirations," she scolded in a loving manner.
He grinned sheepishly to himself. "Sorry about that Sakura-chan, but if you want to know more about what he'd look like, he'd have your eyes and your nose," he replied earnestly.
She cocked her head to the side. "My nose?" She asked, pointing to her nose.
Naruto nodded. "I like your nose. It's cute."
A light pink blush painted her cheeks as she looked away from Naruto in embarrassment. She still wasn't used to all the compliments Naruto seemed to always want to drown her in. He was nowhere near being the romantic guy she had always dreamed of having but even so, he was still quite the charmer when he wanted to be.
Naruto grinned at her reaction. He still loved the fact that he was now able to evoke such pretty blushes and responses from her. It meant that he had truly left his mark on her.
"But if it's a girl, she would take just after you. She'd be a mini Sakura-chan but she'd have my eyes," he continued, with a newfound confidence. He found that he quite liked talking about the future kids he would have with Sakura, and since she was encouraging him, it made him all the more happier.
"You have really thought this through haven't you?" She muttered in awe. It made her giddy inside to see that Naruto seemed just as enthusiastic as she was when it came to their future children.
Naruto scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Not really Sakura-chan. It's actually kinda easy imagining our kids," he answered truthfully. It really was though; for some odd reason, Naruto could easily imagine the appearances of their future kids and he wasn't even the most imaginative person out there.
The kunoichi had to nod in agreement. Now that she thought about it, it was actually quite easy imagining the kids she would have with Naruto. She didn't know how this had come to be but it just did, and now she couldn't help but want the fantasies to become reality. Though it was too early for that, she argued.
"But why were you asking this all of a sudden Sakura-chan? Did something happen?"
She bit her lip. Should she tell him? It did involve him after all. But it was so embarrassing, especially since it was her mother who had literally forced her into such a situation. "You know my mom Naruto. It was my mom's fault again. She kept asking me about her grandchildren and when they would ever be making an appearance in the world," she sighed exasperatedly.
He blushed when he realised what she had just said. Ah, it was his future mother-in-law's fault huh? He should've expected that from the very beginning. He had after all, begun to notice the persistence and enthusiasm the woman held when it came to them having offspring. After that whole birds and bees talk, he swore that he would never look at that woman in the same way again.
"What did you tell her then?" He couldn't help but ask.
It was Sakura's turn to blush this time, turning a bright red colour as a result. "Well uh, I may have perhaps agreed to her requests?" She said in a small voice. "But I told her that it would take a few years and that she shouldn't hold any expectations any time soon," Sakura quickly added, hoping to perhaps ease the situation. She didn't want Naruto to think that she had forced this all onto him without some sort of compromise. After all, she did manage to buy them a little time right?
"Ah well I guess that's okay then Sakura-chan. I didn't want to make your mom sad or anything. After all, she has one of the same dreams as me," he replied rather nonchalantly, taking in the situation better than she had expected.
Sakura sighed in relief however; as long as he had taken it well, the future was looking bright. "Thank heavens that you're not mad at me."
He frowned, obviously confused. "Mad? Why would I ever be mad at you Sakura-chan? You're allowing us to have children aren't you? I don't see how that would make me mad."
She pursed her lips. "I don't know, I guess that I just thought that you wouldn't take it well because it was so sudden and yeah."
Naruto chuckled. "There's no need to worry Sakura-chan! We'll get your mom some grandkids in no time!"
Outside of the apartment, one overjoyed Mebuki Haruno fist pumped in the air as she did a small victory jig in triumph. Trust Naruto to get the ball rolling. She had definitely given her blessings to the right boy.
"So–"
"No mom. We haven't done anything yet. Didn't I say years? It's only been a week. So please mom, just stop asking."
"How did you know I was even going to ask about that?"
"I see it in your face mom. And the fact that you've asked me the same thing every single day since we last talked about this gave it all away."
Mebuki did an uncharacteristic pout as Sakura ignored her, turning her back toward her.
"I should just ask Naruto to hurry it up with you then. He seems more willing to cooperate," Mebuki remarked slyly, keeping a sharp eye on her pink haired daughter.
Sakura turned back toward her abruptly, mortification written across her face. "You wouldn't dare mom. Don't you dare go talk to Naruto about this!"
"I'm sorry honey, but it's for the good of the Haruno bloodline."
"Mom!"
Naruto let a rather embarrassed grin grace his lips as he stared at the girl uncomfortably. "Your mom talked to me about it again," he brought up as casually as he could. It was impossible however; Sakura was already glaring the moment he had let the word 'mom' slip his lips.
"That woman is impossible," she growled to herself.
He let out an embarrassed chuckle. "You're not going to do anything to her right, Sakura-chan?"
She looked at him strangely. "Why would I do something to her? She may be the bane of my existence right now but she's still my mother and I would never do anything like that to her."
Naruto looked a little relieved at that but the tenseness in his muscles still did not disappear. If she had responded like that, then maybe her response to his next question wouldn't be so bad too right?
"Then you wouldn't do anything to me right? Because I did some things too Sakura-chan..." He trailed off, his nerves getting the better of him.
She narrowed her eyes at him.
"What did you do this time Naruto?" She grounded out, emphasising his name with extra force.
He gulped, perspiration quickly building up on his forehead as he looked away from her in fear. "I... Well, I may or may not have promised your mom that I would make a move tonight and... Please don't kill me Sakura-chan!"
"I'mthe one who's going to make the first move tonight Naruto and it's not going to be pretty. How does a little fist dance to your face sound? Appealing enough for you?"
"Well that depends on what you mean by a fist dance. Do you mean a literal fist dance with our fists actually dancing or are you implying something else? Ah... Forget I ever asked Sakura-chan! Please don't do this!"
It took approximately one and half years, three months and twenty two days of endless pestering for babies to be born and more unwanted advice as well as nasty bruises to their bodies (well to Naruto's body) until finally, Mebuki had finally gotten what she had wanted. It was a long ride, but at last her two children (Naruto was now a son to her) had finally announced that they would be having an offspring of their own.
"Are you happy now mom? This is the early Christmas present we've gotten for you," Sakura announced, though not unkindly. It was a long, long journey filled with her mother's endless pestering but she had finally managed to find a way to keep her satisfied for the next nine months.
Tears of joy were streaming down the kunoichi's face as she practically bear hugged her daughter in a bone crushing embrace, seemingly having forgotten about the new life inside Sakura. "Mom! You're going to squish the baby!" She complained, rubbing her stomach when her mom finally had the wits to let go.
"I-I'm sorry dear. It's just that I'm just so happy for you two now. I finally get to have some grandchildren of my own now," came her tearful explanation, her eyes now fixated on Sakura's belly. It was still flat but she knew that there was signs of life inside her; the girl was a medic nin after all. She was the one who diagnosed her own condition in the first place.
Sakura smiled gently at her mother, glad to see how happy she had made her. It was at times like these that she felt the urge to do more things that would make her mother as happy as this. To see that genuine and loving smile that radiated happiness from her mother again, she needed to do something like this more often. She knew that Naruto would have no qualms to her decision either. He was the one who practically pushed for it in the first place.
Mebuki wiped the last of her tears away as she regained her composure, a stern look now embedded on her face. Sakura looked at her warily, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up in anxiety. She was going to do something, she could feel it.
"Now, how many weeks are you along?" She asked abruptly, Sakura almost flinching at the loud volume of her voice.
"Ah, well I think I'm three weeks along," she answered timidly. Mebuki gave her a calculative stare, furthering Sakura's already bursting anxiety.
"So, have you felt any cravings lately? Has Naruto filled those cravings? Are you overworking yourself? You shouldn't overwork yourself if you are, it's going to harm the baby. You're getting enough fluids and you're eating a lot right Sakura? You're also resting well? Do you feel any pains? When are you going to go on maternal leave? Have you told Tsunade-sama about this? She needs to know; I can't have you working too hard while you're pregnant." Her mother began raiding her with so many questions at the same time that it was making her head whirl.
"Mom! Stop!" She finally shouted when she heard her say something about moving in with Naruto. They weren't exactly married yet due to Mebuki's overwhelming persistence, and they weren't engaged either but they were close to becoming engaged, at least she thought so. She knew Naruto would probably take a while until he proposed but she couldn't put it against him. They were still new to this sort of thing after all. However with a baby on the way, she guessed that it would be more ideal for them to be married. But then again, she didn't exactly want to look like a bloated whale on her wedding day.
Mebuki halted in her inquisition as she stared gently at her daughter, concern washing over her features. She noticed that Sakura was looking a little pale and she guessed that the girl was overwhelmed by the sudden raid of questions. "I'm sorry honey," she apologised sincerely, placing a gentle hand on the girl's shoulder.
Sakura looked up at her before she felt a sudden bile rise in her throat. She slapped two hands onto her mouth before running into the direction of the bathroom, the vomit threatening to spill out any moment now. Mebuki watched her run as realisation dawned on her and a soft smile graced her lips. She reminisced the days when she too acted like that during her pregnancy and she couldn't stop the nostalgia from overwhelming her senses.
"Sakura, honey! Are you okay?" Mebuki called from the living room after hearing the toilet flush. Sakura came out of the bathroom looking worse for wear; her hair was frazzled and she looked extremely pale. However her fists were clenched for an unknown reason, confusing Mebuki at the realisation.
"Mom, I'm only having one child. You're not getting anymore out of me," she announced with a determined gaze.
Mebuki frowned, trying to voice out her protests but Sakura stopped her with a fierce glare.
"One grandkid mom, that's it. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom to puke out my guts again."
And with that, Sakura ran right back into the bathroom, proving her declaration to be true. Mebuki sighed, she was going to have to talk to Naruto again.
Mebuki felt as though she was going to cry waterfalls as soon as she saw the face of her beloved grandson. It took almost two years to finally see the grandchild she had been dreaming of and she still couldn't believe that he was now cradled in her arms. She looked up to see the pair who had made her dream come true, both of whom were looking as exhausted as the other but were still smiling brightly.
"Merry Christmas mom?" Sakura tried joking, albeit deadbeat from labour.
She grinned at her, cuddling her grandson closer to her chest as her eyes stared at her in love. "It's a little too late to say that but thank you Sakura," Mebuki answered kindly.
The kunoichi let a tired smile grace her lips as she relaxed into the pillows. Naruto made sure to fluff her pillow and tuck her in before seating next to Mebuki and his newborn son. He couldn't stop staring at the mini carbon copy of himself; he had the same unruly blond hair and even though he was sleeping, he had that same cheeky grin on his face. When he was first born however, the first thing Naruto had noted was the inherited bright emerald eyes that took after Sakura. It seemed even brighter than hers, twinkling like the stars in the night sky. And it seemed that his son had indeed inherited his mother's cute button nose also.
"You got him to sleep pretty fast," Naruto remarked, gazing lovingly at his son.
Mebuki smirked. "Of course. I was the one who raised the one you call your beloved after all," she quipped.
Naruto chuckled. "Thanks for that then," he commented sincerely.
She simply smiled bright at him. "No, I thank you for helping her grow up into the person she is today Naruto. You've been there for her when I wasn't and I'm extremely grateful for that."
He was embarrassed, a light pink staining his cheeks as a result. Naruto rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "You don't have to thank me for that. I didn't really do anything. Sakura-chan was already strong on her own," he replied earnestly. Though she had her eyes closed and was waiting to finally drift into a deep slumber, Sakuea had heard what Naruto had said and couldn't help but inwardly croon as he never ceased to amaze her with the amount of compliments he had in his storage. He never really did seem to run out did he?
"Speaking of Sakura, are you planning to propose yet Naruto?" Mebuki abruptly changed the topic, shifting toward the couple's future marriage plans. Naruto's blush deepened, looking away for a moment in embarrassment. He didn't know how to respond. Sure he had wanted to do it for a while, and he even had the ring sorted out, but there wasn't a good time when Sakura suddenly got pregnant.
Sakura, who had been unintentionally eavesdropping on the conversation, had her ears perked when she heard her mother mention a topic she was still uncertain about. She was curious as to what Naruto's answer was. Was he going to propose soon? Or was he still not ready?
Shifting his collar a bit, Naruto cleared his throat. "Ah, well, I want to propose to Sakura-chan but I haven't found a good time yet. I think I might propose after little Chiku here is about six months? I know Sakura-chan doesn't want to get married while she still has her pregnancy fat," Naruto responded truthfully, causing Sakura to inwardly blush at his concern for her well being. She really couldn't have gotten better than Naruto. He was most definitely the one.
Mebuki smiled at the boy's words, extremely joyous that Sakura had chosen the right man to be her son-in-law. Naruto was definitely a keeper.
"I see, well you better make sure you leave hints that you are going to propose to her. Knowing Sakura, she would get insecure and start doubting your love for her since you wouldn't seem to be proposing anytime soon," Mebuki advised wisely.
He nodded, making a mental note of her advice. "Women are difficult to understand," Naruto sighed.
She chuckled heartily. "Well, men are too simple-minded," she retorted. Sakura silently agreed with her. Men definitely had a one track mind in her opinion.
The blond huffed. "We are not simple-minded. We just don't like thinking about the little stuff."
Mebuki laughed him off. "Sure sure, but don't get too loud now Naruto. You might wake the baby," she lightly scolded, motioning to the sleeping child in her arms.
Naruto instantly quieted before holding out his arms, asking for Mebuki to pass his son over. She carefully handed Naruto her grandson, making sure he was safely cradled in Naruto's arms before finally letting go.
The jinchuuriki gazed down at his newborn son, a large grin full of love and sincerity spreading across his face. He moved a finger to stroke his son's cheek, his grin instantly growing wider at the softness of his cheeks.
Naruto glanced at the sleeping pink haired medic nin before looking back at his son, a fatherly gaze in place. "Your mama might be sleeping right now but I know that this is what she would've wanted to say. Welcome to the world Shinachiku."
