A/:N

Ohh myy gawd. I really…I don't think you guys realize how truly amazing you all are. I…am honestly a puppet pulled on the strings by the feedback you all give me and the support has been so utterly mind blowing. When I began writing I never expected in my wildest dreams for people to actually not even just enjoy my writing but adore it. Here are some, but I might have shortened up a little for more space to write better.

King Of Ithiria

That was really GQOD :)As I said before, ur fic has become my drug !

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I love this story:) its by far my most favorite one with this pairing...i adore how you managed to keep it funny and light at the end even though the situation was serious:D

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Uchiha-Aki

damn i read all 6 chapters again just for the sake of plot and chapter.

I'm afraid I can't put every persons review or all of it but every review means so much to me, It truly does. So many people have complimented me and I want you all to know, that means the world to me! And also, I want to thank Iggy! Now I will have make sure I look out for my grammatical errors. I guess I get so into it that I forget to look back in my excitement! And I apologize for that but thank you.

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"Acho!" Minato sneezed. "Acho! Acho!"

"Sakura!" He called miserably in his bed.

He pulled the covers up to his nose. He heard her soft bare feet pad along the floor as she ventured to his room. He made a low whine in the back of his throat. He hated being sick. Absolutely detested it. He heard her pale hand begin to turn his door handle. She peeked half of her body in.

"Did you call me?" She asked bright eyed…and completely healthy. Damn her.

"Yeah," He grumbled sitting up. "I'm hungry." He said frowning. She almost snorted. Couldn't do a damn thing without her help.

"You are? That's good. Having an appetite means your getting better!" She smiled. Her eyes traveled lower for a moment and her smile faltered, she looked to the ground, a small blush making it's way to her milky cheeks.

"I'll go make you something hot to eat." She mumbled looking for an escape.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Thanks." He said. She turned and quickly left.

He looked down…what had been her problem? All he saw was his chest. It wasn't like he had a hard-on showing through the blanket or anything. He sighed and fell with an 'umph!' back to his pillow. Women, he decided, were just peculiar creatures. It was like they were in a box surrounded by a puzzle. Pleasurable, but strange. And one minute they're blushing acting all cute and the next their hitting you because you commented on the fact they were cute. He turned to lay on his stomach and buried his face into his pillow. He didn't get it. He could feel sweat on the back of his neck, a bead slowly slid down the skin of his back. Down his neck, slowly gliding between his shoulder blades, softly down his spine, carefully gliding down the small of his back, where it was absorbed into his white sheets. His fever wasn't bad or dangerous, but it was hard to sleep because he was so uncomfortably warm. Like a space heater that got jammed in his belly.

He would become restless as he searched for a place in his bed sheets that hadn't been affected by his heat. A moment of bliss in the coolness but soon the cold got cool and the cool got warm. It was frustrating. He turned his pillow for the cooler side and once again buried his face into it deeply. His large tan hands fisted underneath the material. His body felt the need to turn and search again because his warmth began to sabotage this place as well. He had already yanked of his shirt that previous night in his heat. His pectoral skin tightened when he found a slight place of chill in his bed sheets. It would be a long day.

…...

Sakura hummed to herself softly as she stirred the miso soup she was reheating from dinner last night. The warming tea kettle beside her bubbled gently. She couldn't help it when a small flush came to her cheeks again. Her mind replayed her previous…viewing. She shivered. It wasn't that he was shirtless. As nice as it was, she was a medic and she just would begin listing what muscles were what if she began thinking…negative thoughts. But…he wasn't just shirtless…

...

Flashback

Minato stared at her, his blonde hair disheveled, eyes half lidded with tiredness, a small redness to his cheeks from his fever, his lips parted with a slight pant in his heat, his tan skin retracting and tightening as sweat ran down from his neck, agonizingly down his pecks, painfully caressing his ribcage, softly dipping into the ridges of his abdomen muscles, heatedly dipping down his belly button, slipping down his navel near an enticing happy trail making Sakura follow the movement, then disappearing under the white sheet resting on his hips. She flushed.

End flashback

…...

Her hand suddenly was suddenly furiously stirring the soup. No perverted thoughts! She chanted to her self. She shook her head furiously. Besides, the last thing she needed was to get sick herself. Not that she would touch him anyway…He always started it and it wasn't her fault! She was just a woman and he was a man…her reaction was normal. And he was teasing, it was completely platonic. She nodded her head to her own thoughts. Her stirring went back to a slower pace. This cold served the little blonde bastard right. Now he couldn't touch her or else he would have no one to take care of him in his ill state.

Life's a bitch.

An evil smile came to her lips. The next few day would be wonderful and hormone-less! She giggled cheerfully. Like a vacation! She sighed happily and turned off the stove top. She went to the covered and got a bowl and soup spoon. She filled the bowl with the now hot liquid before setting it on a tray and putting a clay cup of hot tea with it. She hummed softly and walked back to his room. She walked in and smiled at him. He stared at her blankly for a moment before a cheeky smile came to his own face. She tilted her head to the side. Like a dog looks at a math problem.

"What is it?" She asked innocently.

"Your just like my cute little house wife, Sakura-hime!" He told her grinning.

She glared.

"No one in this room is anyone's cute little house wife and or princess…Do you want to eat, or shall I starve you?" She threatened him dangerously.

He put his hands up in a surrendering motion.

"Point taken!" he laughed. His stomach growled as back up.

She couldn't stay annoyed, a small giggle came out.

She walked to his bedside and he sat up. Sakura managed to not flush to his once again bare and in incredibly good shape chest. She gently sat the tray in his lap and stood back. He smiled at her, her own grin was his response.

"I guess I'll let you eat…" She said turning for the door.

A hot hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Stay and talk with me!" He begged happily.

She looked at him surprised for a moment, a slow pleased curl came to her lips.

"Okay." She said climbing on to the bed and sitting Indian style near his thighs.

It pressed against her own and she felt it's warmth.

"I want to go out today." Minato said with a mouth full of food.

Sakura chuckled. "Didn't your mother teach you not to talk with your mouth full? Besides Blondie, your to sick to be gallivanting around Konoha."

"But I want to go see the Third, and I want you to come with me!" he whined, mouth still holding soup.

"The Third?" She asked surprised.

"Ah." He said with a quick nod and a swallow.

"How come?" Sakura asked reaching over and wiping off a little bit of juice on the corner of his mouth. His face slightly tinted with red but he kept talking.

"I want to see what they've found out about how you got here. I sent him a report on everything you told me, where I found you, the sharringan, the whole nine yards." He said before another swallow. "And then he also has the information that you gave him the day we saw him. I got a letter yesterday that said he had some things to talk to us about. But…well after our little chit-chat yesterday I figured you could use a break, so I told him we'd drop by today. I didn't account for getting sick and he's a busy guy so I don't want to cancel again." He said before taking a sip of tea.

"I'm sorry." she said. He looked over surprised.

"I'm becoming a hassle. I apologize…I'm taking time out of everyone's hectic schedules. The Third…and all the trouble I've caused you. I mean, I'm living in your house, taking up your time, and making you file unnecessary reports. I'm sorry."

Minato sighed and sat down his teacup gently.

"Were doing this because we want to, silly girl. It's not a problem, Sakura. We want to help you. We really do. And I like it that your living with me. I was getting kind of lonely all on my own anyway. Your not wasting my time. That report wasn't unnecessary. So don't worry so much." He said before reaching over and ruffling her hair.

She smiled and bent her head closer. Her forehead was leaned on his strong and warm shoulder and his arms wrapped around her waist. He leaned his cheek against her head. There was a moment before either spoke.

"…I still think I'm a burden." She laughed into his silky and slightly damp skin, breaking the silence.

He chuckled. "Of course you do."

She pulled her head away and sighed. He gave her another cheeky grin before returning to his meal.

"When are we seeing the Third?" She asked.

"Hmm? Around eleven this morning if I remember correctly. Perfect timing though, then we can get lunch together!" He said excitedly.

"Are you sure your feeling up to that, hot-shot? We can always get lunch some other time, Blondie. I'd rather you just get better. Don't push yourself." Sakura said with a slow blink.

"Awe, Saki-Chan! Go to lunch with me! Go to lunch with me!" He started whining and tugging on her arm.

She laughed. "Okay! Okay! I'll go!"

His face brightened. "Yay!" there was a falter on his face. "..A…a…Acho!" He sneezed violently.

Sakura gave him a suspicious look.

He rubbed his nose innocently.

"It's nothing really. I'm fine." He told her.

"Sure, Minato. There is no telling you no, so I might as well let you do whatever you want. It's not like you'd listen to me anyway." She said sighing.

He grinned. "Your right, I wouldn't."

She laughed and shook her head.

Sakura began picking up his finished dishes.

"Well…that's as well, but I think you should take a cold shower before we leave." She said standing up with the tray.

"How come?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

Sakura smiled before leaning over and setting the tray back down. She slowly slid her hand up the front of his chest. Her fingers ran the exact path the earlier sweat drop had, but reversed. She featherly lulled the tips of her fingers gently against his navel making him freeze, slowly then caressed each muscle ridge of his lower abs, going agonizingly slow to the upper ones, barley brushing his ribcage making him intake a breath. Her palm came down with her fingers and she put more pressure down as she ran her silk soft hand up his peck, he made a noise in the back of his throat. Then her palm came back up and her fingers drifted lazily up his collar bone to then rub his neck gently, before gliding up to cup his cheek. Minato looked at her wide eyed.

"See how damp my hand is? Your in a cold sweat from your fever. A shower should help." Was all she said dropping her hand and gathering the tray again. She stood before the surprised blonde and gave him a playful wink.

"Where did that come from?" he asked, finally finding his tongue. She had never enforced dominance before. It was…new and kind of an exciting experience.

"Where did what come from?" She said innocently but her grin gave her away as she took in his astonished face.

Sakura chuckled and left the room.

Minato let a slow smile spread on to his face.

"What a tease," He mused lowly.

"I heard that, Blondie!"

…...

A loud knock reverberated on the Hokage's office doors, Sartobi looked up from his paper work.

"Come in." he said chewing on a tobacco pipe.

The door opened and Minato walked in grinning. Sakura looked at the Third with soft eyes as she partially hid behind Minato. She seemed to be painfully shy around him. He couldn't help his suspicion that this young beauty would know something about him in the future that made her that way. He smiled kindly at both. Or perhaps it was him going senile with age.

"Yo." Minato chirped. Sarutobi caught the stuffiness in the blonde's voice and smiled.

"Hello Hokage-sama." Sakura's bell clear voice said almost timidly.

"Sakura, Minato, what a pleasure." He greeted as he grinned at the two.

"Please sit." He instructed.

The two walked to the couch and his chocolate brown eyes narrowed playfully. They walked extremely close, arms brushing. And if the old man hadn't known better, he would have suspected chemistry between both the two handsome youngsters. More than that, Minato's eyes always seemed to be scanning, as though he were waiting for some foolish man to even consider trying anything on the petit rosette. He looked like he was subconsciously protecting her. Not that the little flower minded, because her body language read that she was at most ease when Minato was pressed to her side and towering over her. And if he looked closely he could see hickeys that Sakura had been trying to hide. Ahh, yes. Being Hokage, he was very good at reading people. These two were acting more like a single being more than friends. They looked a little to perfect together to be only that. And he was willing to bet, more knowing Minato than anything, that they were clueless about it. He chuckled. Minato's eyes widened as he sat.

"What's so funny, old man?" The blonde asked curiously.

"Oh nothing, really. The ramblings of age more than anything." He said with an eye crinkled grin and he bit down on his pipe again before letting out a puff.

"Minato, don't call your Hokage an old man. It's rude." Sakura duly chastised, pinching the blonde's cheek lightly then releasing it.

Minato frowned and rubbed the slightly red skin.

The Third laughed.

"I'll be dammed! A woman who Minato will keep his mouth shut when she tells him to! Oh she's a keeper!"

Sakura flushed deeply as did Minato. The blonde recovered and joked back.

"She's madly in love with me, so it's all good," he laughed.

"You've deluded yourself, Blondie. Urasai." She hissed embarrassed.

"Blondie!" The Third said before bending over his desk laughing.

"I have a name! It's Minato! We've been through this." Minato said pouting.

"I'm still calling you Blondie." She said crossing her arms.

"Minato Namikaze, say it with me." He said sticking his tongue out at her.

"Ready Minat-" he began.

"Blondie." She said interrupting.

"Minato." he grumbled.

"Blondie." she said persistent.

"Minato."

"Blondie."

"Minato."

"Blondie."

"Minato."

"Blondie."

"Minato."

"Fur ball."

"Minat-…what the hell did you just call me?" he stumbled.

"What? Your hair sticks out like a curled up yellow cat. Fur ball." She said shrugging and grinning.

That little-!

"There will be drastic action taken when we get home. I'll get you back, pinky!" He hissed angry.

"…Call me that again." She dared.

"Pink-"

BAM

"Ow! Dammit that hurt!" He rubbed the back of his head.

"Good." She said glaring.

"You're mean!" he said pouting.

She sighed.

There was a pause and Sakura's body language changed a little. A tiny shift showing discomfort.

Minato watched her with a knowing look. She shifted uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled looking away.

An evil smile came to his face.

"Your what? I couldn't hear you." he said grinning victoriously.

"I'm sorry I called you a furball and hit you…" She mumbled again.

"…"

"…"

"…"

"I forgive you!" he chirped patting her head and smiling happily.

Her eye twitched but she said nothing.

Sakura sighed then turned to the Third who was smiling with a I-was-so-right look.

"I guess we shouldn't waste your time, I'm really sorry for all the trouble I've caused. What was it you had to talk about, Hokage-sama?" She asked.

"No trouble, Sakura. It isn't your fault. All we should focus on is getting you home." He said smiling.

Minato stiffened then frowned deeply and looked away. Sakura leaned into him in a comforting way, Sarutobi felt bad for the young man. The chances of finding Sakura a way home were slim but if they did somehow pull it off…he was worried about what it would do to the blonde. Minato's heart was unique. Minato didn't just love people…he loved them with his entire being. He put every ounce of himself into that love. It was what made him such a loyal and powerful ninja. One of Konoha's most elite. And it was so obvious that he cared for the child next to him. So painfully obvious. Even if, he didn't realize the extent completely himself. And when the time came…the way Sakura's emerald eyes shone when she was next to Jiraya's student, he wondered what it would do to her.

"Well, I suppose we should just get to the point," The Third said. Sakura nodded as did Minato.

"From some research we have done it was apparent that your statement was correct in the fact that the man you were fighting was in a state of rage as he ripped open the time dimension portal. You see, normally when it is opened in a calm state we founding during testing, the chakra lubricates the passage of an object or human, but when done in a state of anger, the chakra actually attacks the passing thing or person. The more rage, the more damage." He said then paused for a moment in thought.

Sakura bit the inside of her cheek.

"So why didn't I die? He wanted to kill me…I saw it on his face. I had never seen him so angry. With that much rage…then for my body to come out with out any fatal injuries? I don't understand." She said.

Minato growled softly beside her, his own anger coming to the thought of Sakura being attacked so aggressively.

"Yes…Sakura, at first we were confused as well. You seem to be very aware of the feelings of the people you engage with. We were sure that you would know if he wanted to cause you serious harm. But after thinking, it became apparent that something was off. Sakura…has there ever been experiences where this man had chances to hurt you…but didn't take them?" Sarutobi asked carefully.

Sakura's eyes widened.

"Well,…I'm not sure…I don't think-" Suddenly she stopped and stilled.

There was a long silence.

"Sakura?" Sarutobi asked.

"Well now that I think about it…" She said barely above a whisper. "there's been a lot of times he could have killed me but didn't."

"Can you tell me those times…?" He asked softly. He knew they were probably painful memories.

"Well…"She said before nodding mutely.

"The first time…was when he was leaving the village. I had a terrible feeling. I was eating with my other teammate…but the feeling kept getting worse and worse. And in the end I knew what it was about. I told my teammate that I was tired and was going home…and he thought it wasn't safe and wanted to walk me home…but I told him no. Immediately I went to the road which leads to the gates of Konoha. In a matter of seconds he was walking towards me. I saw the strap of a backpack and I remembered I innerly started wishing everything was a bad dream. I clenched. When he stopped and asked me why I was out there, I just said , 'in order to leave the village…you take this road.' He just grunted and started walking again before he told me to go home and sleep. I remember crying, I told him to stay…that the choice he was making would only hurt him in the end. Letting revenge take your life over will never make you happy in the end. But he told me he already knew that. That he could never be like me and Naruto. His heart only wanted revenge. I kept trying to get him to stay and he just kept his back to me. He was very quiet. When I became frustrated I told him if he left I would start screaming. He was suddenly behind me and I thought he was going to knock me out…but before anything happened I remember he whispered in my ear, "Sakura…thank you for everything.". He hit my pressure point and I blacked out."

She breathed for a moment then continued. Minato's fist clenched and his eyes narrowed.

"He could have erased my memory of that night so that when I woke up I wouldn't have run to Ts-…our Hokage. It would have been a long time before anyone noticed his disappearance. He and the men who came to get him would have been long gone before we could get to them, but…he didn't. All he did was gently lay me on a bench. He was always so self motivated…so I don't understand why he suddenly was not willing to do something like that. He could betray his entire village but he couldn't erase his teammates memory?"

She bit her lip in thought before continuing with another scenario.

"And another time, when my teammate came back from two years of training with Jiraya we-opps!" She covered her mouth and began blushing.

The Third and Minato chuckled.

"Don't worry…let's pretend we didn't hear that." Sarutobi said smiling.

Sakura nodded while Minato grinned to the thought of his sensei.

"Umm… we went with two new teammates because our sensei wasnt available and…our other one was the person we were retrieving. So when we made it to you-know-who's secret layer, we found him. At first he attacked Naruto and the other who was new. When I watched him hurt my teammate…I don't know, something in me snapped. I felt the chakra in my hand pool in dangerous amounts and I didn't even mean to do it. I remember my anger flooding my body. I came at him with the intention to seriously hurt him. When he turned to me I saw his shoulders stiffen. At the time I thought he was waiting for my attack but I saw his eyes. They were really tight. As though something was bothering him. I didn't care, though. It wasn't even long enough to be a thought. Just an observation. My attack was interrupted though, I assumed that my captain had stopped me because he thought I would be hurt. After the mission, I asked my captain why he had stopped my attack. I was angry at him. Because I wanted to hurt the Uchiha. I wanted to so badly after seeing him hurt my friend. In my mind he wasn't even the same person anymore. After that, he was just another bad guy that I was supposed to bring back to Konoha. But my captain told me that he hadn't been sure that the man would have done anything back. At the time I didn't understand then…but thinking about it now…I wonder if he meant hurt me back." She said with her brow furrowed.

"And then…how I got here…" Sakura said after a moment. "When I came at him, he only pinned me down. He didn't finish me off with his sword or anything. He just sort of…restrained me. I just kept resisting and calling him things. And he sort of just…I don't know, took it. He kept looking at me…weird. I'd call him something and he'd just frown or raise an eyebrow. And when I kicked him in the stomach, he let me do it. Apart of me knew he was to fast to get such a cheap shot like that. He called me a coward…but when I think about his tone…it wasn't really cutting. His insult was so flat, almost like he didn't mean it. In all honesty, he could have killed me so many times over during that fight. And when he told me he was going to…it was so humanoid sounding. It really held no promise. He only got mad because I compared him to…something I think I shouldn't have. I compared him to the person who had caused him so much agony. I…thinking about it now I wish I hadn't of said it…because it wasn't true. He only is the way he is because he was forced to be that way. Its not really his fault. But even then…his chakra let me pass relatively unharmed…I only realized this because you pointed it out. Until now I always assumed things or didn't think about it…" Sakura said quietly.

Minato was clenched beside her.

"Sakura…I don't think you've realized yet, have you?" The Third said after a moment.

"Realized what?" She asked confused. Her tilting her head to the side.

"That bastard is in love with you." Minato interjected with a growl. He scowled deeply. Sakura stared at both of them like they had three heads.

"…What? …No. No he is not." Sakura shook her head.

"Sakura," The Third said quietly. "He attacked your other teammate and didn't care. So its not friendship. He loves you enough to the point the cant bring himself to kill you. And even in rage he only barely hurt you. Half way through his chakra must have changed from anger to regret and worry. Effectively lubricating your passage and saving your life. I bet right now he cant stand himself because he thinks he killed you." Sarutobi said.

Sakura was shaking her head no the whole time calmly.

"I understand how you came to that conclusion. I do. But…I know him. I know its not like that for him. Maybe he does care for me as a friend. But a lover? That…is impossible. Until he gets his revenge… I don't think he could ever give his heart to anyone. Even then it might be to late. He might have a soft spot for me…but not like that. Maybe because he had to protect me so much when we were younger he grew to feel responsible for my well being. And I know he cares for my other teammate. There have been chances where he could have killed him but didn't also. You're right, he attacked him, but he always stops short of killing him. So it isn't that big of a stretch that he cant do it to me either." Sakura said rubbing her temples.

They were crazy.

Sasuke didn't love anything. He might like some things. But he didn't love them.

Sarutobi decided not to stress her. Minato was a little to happy to drop the conversation as well.

"Well, I suppose your right, Sakura. You do know him so your conclusion is more likely to be accurate. In either case, we know it was an accident that he put you here."

Sakura nodded than chewed her bottom lip and asked.

"You said you tested sharringan's ability to send objects through time? How…did it go?" She asked.

Minato looked liked he was about to throttle someone.

All he was hearing was, 'Sakura…leaving…'

"At first the Uchiha family was hesitant about helping, but when I told them that it could greatly increase their own knowledge about their kekka genkka, they decided to try it. We first tried sending everyday objects such as blank scrolls, ribbons, anything that held no real consequence to this era. When one of the clan's members finally opened a portal, we threw it in. A week later a man came to us saying two months ago he found a ninja scroll sitting in his kitchen one night and after waiting for someone to claim it he grew tired and gave it to us. He said he didn't open it because he didn't want to anger an enemy nation had they accidentally got the wrong house and it was a scroll filled with important classified information. It was the very scroll we had put into a portal a week prior. It had been sent back two moths and in a completely different location." he said then closing his eyes.

"Amazing." Sakura breathed.

She felt Minato's ever tensing body and slowly pressed the back of her hand to his.

He intertwined his fingers with hers but his body didn't relax.

She gave his hand a squeeze and he made a noise in the back of his throat.

"Yes," the Third agreed. "But… I'm afraid that we cannot send you home through this method." Sarutobi said looking at her.

Minato's ridged shoulders untensed a fraction of an inch.

"May I ask why?" She said with eyebrows knitted.

Her voice held disappointment.

Minato's shoulders went back to completely ridged.

"I'm afraid to say that there is no way to control where or when things resurface. We could put a bird in the portal here in Konoha and it might end up thirty years in the past in Mist country or It might end up five minutes in the future right here in my office. The portal isn't stable. Time is latterly wrapping around itself and not even the one who opened the portal can control it. If we were to put you in there, you might end up a century in the future or a century in the past. There is no way to tell where you will resurface." He said before letting out a puff of smoke.

"And after we discovered that it was not controllable and unpredictable, the elders forbade the use of it ever again." He finished slowly.

"I see…" Sakura said frowning.

Minato slowly returned to a normal body posture.

"But we will keep looking, don't worry." The third smiled at her.

Maybe the poor blonde could never be so lucky, his muscles wouldn't work right after this properly, he thought to himself as he clenched again.

"Oh you've already done so much. I am so, so grateful for all your help and also very sorry that I have become a problem. Please give the Uchiha family my biggest thanks and apologies for any inconvenienced I have caused. Gomenasai." She said before smiling.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. We'll do our best as long as you keep ol' Minato over there happy. Don't worry Sakura. Everything happens for a reason. And I'll make sure they hear your thanks." The Third said smiling.

"Then I'll do my best also, I promise!" She said giving him a bright smile.

"I'm glad." The Third smiled.

Minato put his arm around her shoulders and grinned.

Sakura smiled back up at him.

…...

"Ah Sakura, Minato, I see you've come to eat today?" The man from Ichiraku ramen asked smiling.

"Yup." They said at the same time, grinning.

The pair sat down on the stools together. Sakura felt his warm bicep softly brush against her arm. He put his forearms on the ledge and leaned forward to get comfortable. He leaned his face away and coughed into his hand. Sakura put her head on her hand and stared at him. Her jade eyes examined his person. Minato's soft golden hair brushed past his headband to his eyebrows. His long thick black lashes were closed softly as he coughed. His nose was scrunched at the t zone of his face. His large masculine hand covered his mouth, it was tan and Sakura knew it had to be warm. His coughing ceased and he seemed to notice the rosettes scrutiny.

"What?" he asked with a scratchy voice as he looked over.

She smiled and waved her hand in a brush off manner.

"Oh nothing." She said.

Minato quirked an eyebrow before sighing and grumbling to himself,

"Women." She heard him mutter.

"I heard that, Blondie." She said with narrowed eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, you and your super hearing." He laughed before the man came and set their ramen bowls in front of them.

"So what's new kids?" The man asked.

Minato took a mouthful of ramen and grinned while slurping it up.

"Oh nothing really." He said muffled by a mouthful. "Sakura is living with me."

"Oh? Are you guys engaged?" The man said surprised.

Living together? That was a serious step in a relationship. He examined there close bodies and new information about living together. He smiled. Who'd have thought Minato would settle down, he thought to himself unaware.

Sakura started chocking on her food and shaking her head no vigorously.

"We will be soon." Minato said smiling and patting the chocking girls back.

"Nnn-" She tried before shaking her head again.

Minato leaned over and kissed her cheek.

He grinned at the two youngsters display of affection.

Her face got red and she coughed a little more.

"Oh really? That's nice. Well, I better get back to making ramen. Congratulations, you two cute little love birds." He laughed before going to the back room.

"N-No! Wait!" She said too late as he disappeared.

Minato laughed throwing his head back with food still in his mouth.

Sakura turned and glared.

"Why the hell would you tell him we were engaged? Were not even dating, baka!" She snapped at him glowering in embarrassment.

"Because your reactions are funny. Besides, I know you want me. You'll be begging to marry me soon enough." He said chuckling to himself and pointing his chopsticks at her.

Sakura's face turned an angry scarlet red.

"You wish!" She spat.

She jumped up in haste but lost her footing, Sakura began falling backwards.

"Ahh!" She gasped surprised.

Her body flew back but Minato's arm shot out to catch her. His strong arm wrapped around her waist and jerked her weight forward. She went flying forward and she collided with his chest. She was standing but her knees were bent making her lips on the same level as his eyebrows. Her hands had tried to catch themselves and they rested on his chest. Her back had arched in ward making the tips of her breast be pressed against the slyly smirking blonde. His hand was on the small of her back and she tried not to shudder as his fingers began slowly tracing circles on the sensitive place of her body. His other hand was firmly on her hip. It squeezed and she bit back a noise. He swiveled his legs and shoved her hips in between them, He clamped his warm thighs, holding her there. She shuddered then softly whimpered. His fingertips slowly and sensually drew up her spine. She bit her lip and leaned her forehead against his.

"Hmm?" He hummed curious and seductively smiling.

He drew his hand slowly tracing his name on the small of her back with his fingertips.

Sakura's hands fisted his shirt and closed her eyes while her eyebrows furrowed.

She concentrated on the sensations.

"Does it feel good?" He teasingly drawled huskily.

Sakura jumped when his other burning hot hand that rested on her hip began featherly running down the side of her thigh. He traced his name softly on the visible skin. Her body trembled. When he got to the beginning of her knee he began to slowly roll it up on the inner of her thigh.

"Ahhh…" She moaned and withered when he spread his fingers along the soft pale skin of her upper thigh.

"Hey Minato, I heard something. Is everything….oh," The Ichiraku man paused as he took in the heated girl in the smirking blonde's arms.

Sakura's body was arched into the man. Minato's hand had been rolling around her back softly while his other was in between her legs, it wasn't placed high enough to be at her special place but it was probably going there. Sakura had her head rolled back and Minato had his cheek rested on her chest, right above her breasts. Minato looked over at the man amused. Sakura seemed to regain her sanity because she shoved away from Minato.

"Err- No- This isn't what it- I swear- Uhh- You see, well,-" Sakura desperately tried to explain her embarrassing sexual situation but he could see she was still trembling.

"Uhh…" the man rubbed the back of his head embarrassed as well.

"It's not that I mind…but maybe you could, you know, umm…take it home? It's just…I think you're scaring away my costumers." He said clearly blushing.

"Sorry, I guess will pay now," Minato laughed cheekily.

"O-okay," The man said taking money from the blonde.

"Come again soon," He said making a break for the exit.

"I'm- I'm sorry!" She squeaked and sank to her chair, red.

"No…err- it's okay." He said sinking away and into the back room.

Minato started laughing.

She took a swing at him but he ducked.

"Bastard!" She flared.

"Awe! Don't be mad!" he laughed and stood up.

"The hell I wont be mad!" She fired before briskly walking away.

"Hey!" he said catching up to her and grabbing her wrist.

She spun around and tried to rip it from him, but he held it tight.

"Sakura, don't be so-" he was cut off.

"Urasai!" She hissed viciously.

"Hey! Calm down!" Minato said taken back by the turn of play to anger.

"Just leave me alone!" She growled fierily.

"Saku-" He started.

"No!" She finally pulled her arm away.

"Why are you so mad?" he said following her as she stalked away from him.

She whipped around and faced him snarling like a bloodthirsty wolf.

"Why am I so mad? Why? Because you just embarrassed me in a way no girl should be embarrassed! You never use marriage as such a jokeable matter! Ever! That was such a low blow and you don't even get it. Marriage is being with some one your in love with for the rest of your life. Something a little girl dreams about more than anything. No, that is so important and emotionally impacting and you tease me like that!" She glowered at him before whipping around and walking away

Minato stared at her back as she walked away, her hair swayed in the wind.

His lips pursed in thought.

"Hmmm?" He mused to himself.

In a yellow flash he was in front of her and he bent down and put his face on her level.

Sakura stared at him startled.

She took a breath, wide eyed.

"Tell me, Sakura," he breathed, his breath rushing her face.

"What does that have to do with me and you?" He asked with a raised brow.

"What are you saying, Blondie? I don't get what your implying." She said turning her side slightly and furrowing her brows suspiciously.

"You don't?" he chuckled. "Then I'll show you," He drawled before slamming her body against a fence.

"Ahh…what the?" She gasped before questioning him stunned.

She tried to move her wrist but he had pinned them beside her head. His face was centimeters from hers. He put his leg between her thighs. Her breast rose up on inhale and his pecks clenched up in exhale. Her lips trembled slightly and she swore she could feel the skin of his. Her hands balled up into fists. She glared at him but he just stared into her eyes, piercingly. He leaned a little closer and brushed his full tan lips against the rosette's. Sakura managed to not flush. She kept concentrating on keeping her anger. Her hands clenched so hard they were shaking. He leaned his muscled chest against her pale body. He slowly rubbed his lips against her, they pulled sensually along hers and she shuddered.

"S-Stop it…" She said trying to show him a poker face.

He chuckled before leaning in and kissing her hotly.

"N-n- ngh!" She tried to stop him but he covered his mouth with his own and began heatedly taking her mouth.

Sakura wasn't sure how long they were there, bodies pressed together and mouths moving on each other. His hands had vice like grips on her wrists. He rubbed his body slowly against her. Hot pecks molded against her breasts. Her heart began speeding up. He moved both her wrists to one hand and ran the smoldering free one down her body, Sakura mewled and broke the kiss. He pecked her lips many times before backing his face away to see her eyes. Both panted.

"I hate you," She said panting and breaking her hands away before grabbing his face and pulling his mouth back to her aggressively.

Minato smirked against her lips before returning the heated kiss.

Oh no,

He knew she didn't.