Haa... Takes me forever to update, and when I do, it's a bunch of random crap that has nothing to do with the title. Sorry. But, y'know, some reviews would really be appreciated. Thank you.
Naruto and Sakura belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
"Sakura-chan?," Naruto asked, not glancing up from the campfire.
"Hm? Yeah?," Sakura responded, looking past the flames at Naruto.
"Do you...," he trailed off.
"What? Do I what?," she asked, curiosity piqued.
"Do you hate me for what's inside me?," he asked nervously.
"Of course not, Naruto."
"Do you hate me for hurting you," he questioned, looking up from the fire at her.
"No, Naruto, I would never hate you," she answered, shocked that he was worried over something little like that.
"Do you mean it?"
Sakura stood up from her spot and walked over to Naruto's side of the campfire. She sat down next to him and placed an arm around his shoulder.
"Of course I mean it. Nothing you do could ever make me hate you, Naruto. And that's a fact," she added with a wink.
"Alright, but would you hate me for something I didn't do?"
"Like what?," she asked, hoping he wasn't going to go there.
"Like getting Sasuke back."
Sakura nervously bit her lip. She had truly been hoping that this topic wouldn't come up.
"No, I still wouldn't hate you. In fact, and I know this sounds really morbid, but I'm a bit happy he left."
Naruto stared at her, confused.
"Why?"
"Because with him gone, I've seen what a great person you are, Naruto."
"So, that means I'm your friend, right, Sakura-chan?"
"My best friend," she corrected, giving his cheek a light kiss. "It's getting late, Naruto. We should go to sleep," she added with a yawn. "Good night, Naruto."
"Yeah... Good night, Sakura-chan," he mumbled, touching his reddening cheek.