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Sorry for the delay in publishing. I've been very busy lately. I'll try my best to not let you down too long.

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TheReader234: Sorry I will not develop much the robbery, I hope the outcome will still please you.

RyoshiMorino:The chapter was a way to present their interaction with each other. Thank you and I hope you will continue to like it.

Naru285: thank you! Sakura is not the type of girl who would sit peacefully while her man get punched (she is the only one who have the right to punch him hihi).

AquaRules: Naruto seems to always attract trouble and Sakura is not a quiet girl either (they are so perfect for each other). I wanted Sasuke, calm and discreet but really devoted to Naruto. Their friendship is really important. Thank you!

DarkMantra: killer B a good Rap song? I doubt that it can be good lol. but yeah it's funny. and yeah Sakura is the disciple of Tsunade. ;) Thank you

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xblackxhunterx: A could have triggered a war and Naruto could have killed him. Sakura didn't need to be protected indeed, but they just wanted to protect their friend. And Sasuke being trusted, is all thanks to Naruto. Thank you!

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kem194: thank you very much...Naruto is a Badass, Sakura is badass too... they are so perfect for each other. Narusaku forever!

corydrake: thank you very much, I tried to break the monotonous love story with some action for once. Happy that you liked it. Sorry for the delay in releasinng the new chapter.

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The7th demon of Razgriz: I think so too, that's why I wrote it XD. Thank you!

Troa95: I love to surprise you and please you! Yeah I am not good with action scene but once in a while I kick my ass to bring some movement in the 'peacefull' life of our favorite lovebird. And I love how it expose everyone interaction for each other. I'm so happy that you find my Naruto sexy. ANd you can write as much as you want. I love your comment from the bottom of my heart! Thank you so much to keep supporting me.

LimJJ: more fluff, for sure... badass, I am not so good at it. For reading your story, be patient, I didn't have the time to read anything for a long time... no time at all! no reading and no writing. but I will try as soon as I finish my exams.

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DannyKetchum: So you saw the lasst episode too... It broke my heart too. But Narusaku will live forever as long as we continue to fight for... Sakura and Naruto are meant for each other. thank you!

Elami: Merci! comme l'indique le titre de la fanfic... tout était construit sur le theme de evolution de la relation entre Sakura et Naruto. Comment elle a enfin ouvert les yeux et est tombé amoureuse de son meilleur ami. bref, ça va continuer avec leur relation en tant que jeune epoux. J'espere que tu apprecieras. Merci pour ce commentaire.

CHAP 35

Even if she had spent quite a few nights at Naruto's house before their wedding, it was a completely different feeling to be calling it "Home" now. In the days following the ceremony, Sakura had begun the arduous task of bringing in all her personal belongings from her parent's house. Somewhere along the line, she found out that her husband had asked his housekeeper to make some space for her in all of the closets, drawers, and other cupboards beforehand.

The pinkette had thought at first that she would be the one to take care of the house from now on, but Naruto insisted that they keep the housekeeper, Momoe. She was practically a part of the family, he'd told her, and she needed the job anyway. Her husband finally convinced her by arguing that they would have more time to spend together this way, instead of having to spend all their free time on cleaning. It was true that she was drained at the end of each day–even more so after Hikaru had resigned the day after their wedding. Her ex-boyfriend couldn't stand to call her Uzumaki-san or Lady Uzumaki, so she ended up having to take care of some of his workload until they found a replacement.

All in all, it was a new chapter in life for her. She was living with her new husband and it was nicer than she could've imagined. All of Naruto's diplomatic missions outside the village had been postponed while they waited for the terrorist problem to be resolved, for security's sake–the mission exchange included. So they were able to spend some time together at home.

Sakura enjoyed drinking her coffee and watching her husband while he meditated. Every morning, Naruto would begin his day by sitting cross-legged on a rock in their garden, his spine as straight as a pine and his eyes closed. Sakura never failed to be captivated by the serene expression on his face. The pinkette smiled tenderly, remembering what an annoying troublemaker he used to be. Back then, she never would've imagined him turning out to be the man he was now. Naruto was her unexpected gift in life.

Sakura stood up from her spot and walked over to where her husband sat, giving him a kiss on his uninjured cheek. Blue eyes looked at her with love, a smirk appearing on the part of his face not covered with white bandage.

"Don't be late and no solid food! I left your painkillers and food pills on the table. I have to go to work; see you tonight!" she told him. An adorable pout formed on his lips, so she ruffled his hair and left before she gave into the urge to kiss him.

Waking up next to someone else wasn't the only good part about living with Naruto. There were so many little things he did that made her life just that much better. It was nice to be able to train with him from time to time, or to share her meal with him; and any time he could, her husband would bring some of his work home instead of being stuck in his office and they would stay together on the sofa until they both finished what they needed to do. On those nights, he would get comfortable, his head on her lap and a scroll in his hands while she would absentmindedly let one of her own hands rest on his chest, a medical book in the other. Sakura never needed to force anything to have his attention. Naruto was all hers and she felt loved, so loved. There wasn't a single night where her husband wouldn't come to nestle against her. Night after night, he would show her his affection. Sometimes it got to the point where he'd forget about his injuries– and she had to constantly remind him not to use his mouth or jaw until all the bones were firmly healed.

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The day Sakura took off his bandages, Naruto suggested they take a two hour break from their work with a seductive smile. The medic glanced desperately at the high stack of papers on her desk and refused. Her husband looked at her with puppy eyes and she tightly closed her own in an effort to not be tempted. The face he made should be prohibited and classed as a forbidden jutsu. Naruto didn't listen to her, leaning forward until his soft lips brushed against her skin, making her shiver. She had missed his touch so much. She drew in a breath, ready to refuse him again as convincingly as she could, but he made her forget what she wanted to say by assaulting her mouth.

Naruto kissed her with vigor. There was definitely something magical about his wife's lips, as he always seemed to get lost in the sensation when he kissed them, all forms of thought leaving him with only one concern remaining: kiss her more.

The sound of the office door opening without warning made them break their kiss. Sakura's assistant came to a halt mid-step when she saw the Hokage holding her boss in front of her. The brunette hastily closed the door, mumbling some sort of excuse about giving them some privacy. Naruto smiled at his blushing wife and came back to his point.

"So, what about that break?" he asked.

Two minutes later, Sakura's assistant saw her boss leave the hospital, her face flushed red with the Hokage holding her hand and smirking triumphantly.

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Momoe stepped into the house, noting the presence of both Naruto and Sakura's sandals at the entrance. It was unusual for her young master to be home in the middle of the afternoon. The older woman hoped that he hadn't gotten injured again. It had been heartbreaking to see his handsome face all covered in bandages. The brunette walked to the lounge and laid her sleeping son on the couch to let him nap while she cleaned the house. But as soon as the child left the warmth of his mother, Masato began to cry. Momoe cradled the boy in her arms, trying to calm him down. She didn't want to disturb her young master, if he was still here.

Sakura stopped her rocking in panic when she heard noises coming from downstairs; however, Naruto didn't seem perturbed by the chance of being heard as he continued to thrust forward, not lowering his voice in the least as he called her name.

The pinkette bit her lip to hold back a moan as a particular thrust nearly made her cum again, "Naruto, stop! I heard someone–" she murmured as she tried to hold his hips still.

The blond slowed himself for a second until he recognized the sound of a child's cry. He smiled; concluding that there was no need for alarm, he resumed the sway of his hips. Sakura dug her nails into his skin, forcing him to halt his movements again.

Naruto looked at her, worried, "Am I being too rough? Do you want me to go slower?" he asked, confused.

His wife slapped him lightly on the shoulder, "No! It's not that! They can hear us!" she hissed.

Naruto laughed in a loud voice and the pinkette refrained from punching him in the face this time, not wanting to risk another injury so soon. God! Why does he have to be so loud?

Her husband gave her a peck on the lips, "Don't worry! I put a soundproofing seal on the room; you can scream as loud as you want, nobody outside will hear a single breath," he winked at her with his infamous cocky smile, "And I am absolutely not finished with you!" he punctuated his sentence with a thrust forward, making her tremble in pleasure.

"Naru–" Sakura couldn't say more as his tongue invaded her mouth and he swapped their positions, taking the lead on the top.

About an hour later, Momoe saw her master coming down the stairs with a big smile on his face. The blond man greeted her warmly and lifted his godson up into his arms when the child came stumbling toward him. Sakura followed down shortly after, a light pink hue on her cheeks. She felt lightheaded. Once upon a time, she had a well-working brain; but she wasn't completely sure that it would ever function properly again. Her husband had made all her brain cells burn in the midst of pleasure.

"I hope Masato didn't wake you two up... I'm sorry if–" Momoe began.

Naruto brushed off Momoe's worry, telling her that the child didn't disturb them at all. He winked at Sakura, as if to say "I told you so," making her turn even more red.

The toddler wriggled in his arms, trying to get his attention, and the blond man quieted him down expertly. Sakura observed him, fascinated. It obviously wasn't Naruto's first time doing that, seeing how quickly the child calmed, comfortably nestling his small head against the other's solid chest as he sucked his thumb.

"Masato has loved Naruto-sama ever since he was born," Momoe commented, seeing Sakura's interest.

The blond suddenly remembered something, "Oh, yeah; you don't know my first godson. This is Masato Nakura," he took the child's small hand, waving it at Sakura, "and she's your new auntie: my beautiful wife, Sakura Uzumaki," he told the child, rocking him gently.

Sakura timidly approached her husband, her heart beating stupidly fast at this new fatherly attitude he was displaying. She leaned forward to look at the toddler, noticing that his face was a little red. The medic gently asked if she could take him and Naruto passed the baby into her arms. Sakura activated her healing chakra and checked the infant's health. The green glow turned more intense for a couple of minutes before disappearing entirely.

"He had a cold; it's common around this time of year. I just treated him, but you should bring him back to the hospital in a couple of days for another exam. I'll give you an herbal treatment to mix with his milk," Sakura explained to the mother, noting her contrite expression. "Is he sick often?" the pinkette inquired.

The woman nodded and Naruto frowned. He hadn't known his godson was getting sick, he would've done something if he had. Sakura understood right away that the kid hadn't seen any doctors for his minor illness; it was almost certainly a money problem–Naruto had told her their housekeeper was having difficulties caring for a child by herself.

"Bring him back here Wednesday morning, I'll check on him before I go to work," Sakura offered and Momoe thanked her gratefully, taking her son back in her arms.

As the pinkette went to search in her medicine cabinet for some herbs she knew she had, Momoe murmured discreetly to Naruto, "She would be a good mother."

The blond agreed easily with a confident smile just as Sakura came back to hand over the medicine to the mother.

Sakura looked over to her husband, "We should go back to work, shouldn't we, Hokage-sama?" the medic teased him.

Their break had been more than just two hours. The young Hokage smiled sheepishly, knowing all too well that he was going to get scolded by Shikamaru when he got back. Naruto hoped that his clone hadn't done anything stupid in his absence. Using a clone was good for getting boring and repetitive work finished, but the last time he tried using a clone to work the full job in his stead, the thing had been an incorrigible prankster and had driven the whole office crazy.

Oh, well. He'd find out when he got there.

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A couple of weeks later, Sakura was finally closing the medical report she'd been working on for the past hour, looking up at the time. It was nearly lunch and she had plans with Naruto to eat together at Ichiraku. She hummed to herself, taking off her lab coat as she thought about the sweet morning she'd had with her husband in the shower. She passed by her assistant's desk to give her the paperwork and left happily. The pinkette started off down the road, but before she'd even reached the street corner, Ino latched on her arm.

"Come eat with me!" the sexy blond woman whined, practically hanging off of her.

Sakura jerked her arm away with a smirk, "I can't. I have a lunch date with Naruto," she replied smugly.

Ino grabbed at her arm again, pulling her, "Aw, but your little "honey"'s already gone and left the office," she teased.

Sakura regretted slipping up earlier, calling Naruto "honey" in front of a witness few days ago. Now, with the help of Konoha's gossiping habit, everybody knew of the little pet name she used for him, and Ino enjoyed teasing her with it.

"Shika is going crazy. He doesn't know where Naruto disappeared to without any escort. He did leave a message for you, though," Ino informed her, handing over a small piece of paper with Naruto's hasty scribbles on it.

Sakura read the note, Sorry, Sakura. Have to go. Back soon. Love. It must have been pretty urgent, whatever it was, judging by his handwriting. The pinkette looked back up to the blonde, "So, what do you want to talk about?" Sakura asked nonchalantly, following her. There was certainly something unusual behind Ino's bright smile.

The blonde faked being stumped for a moment before she finally gave in and giggled happily, showing off her left hand, which now adorned a ring, "Sai proposed!" she announced proudly.

Sakura smirked at the sight. So Naruto's little piece of advice had made its way through the artist's brain. "Congrats, Pig! You're finally catching up to me!" she mocked, keeping up on their eternal rivalry.

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Four days later, Shikamaru frowned as Naruto and Sasuke could be seen walking back towards the Hokage office, half naked.

The strategist made his way over to them, already beginning to berate the young Hokage for his recklessness, "Naruto! You can't just disappear like that without an escort!" he said, eyeing the patches of burnt skin on the two men.

The blond smiled apologetically as they walked into his office, "We took care of the terrorists," Naruto told his advisor, hoping to alleviate some of his anger while he pulled out two sets of shirts and pants from his drawer.

Instead of calming the Nara heir, the new information only seemed to make him even more pissed off, "You are the Ho-ka-ge! You can't just jump head-first into any dangerous situation!" Shikamaru yelled.

Sasuke remained unfazed and accepted Naruto's clothes, frowning at the orange color of the shirt as he took it from the blond's hands. When he'd agreed to stop by the Hokage tower to get properly dressed before going any further into the village, the former rogue ninja had completely forgotten the rather peculiar fashion taste his best friend had.

Naruto pouted like a scolded child while he put on his clothes, "But Sasuke and I have the best conjoined jutsu ever! And we even took care of them in one blow!" Naruto tried to defend himself. Sasuke sent the blond a dubious look; the excuse didn't seem so credible in their current burned state, even if the burns were their own doing (which was only because Naruto hadn't synchronized his blast of wind at the same level of power at which Sasuke's fire had been).

Shikamaru face-palmed. There was no point in arguing with the knucklehead; the guy had no sense of self-preservation. It was just an unfortunate fact. "Go get treated!" Shikamaru demanded, hoping that Sakura could pound some reasoning into that thick skull of his.

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Sakura was in the nurse's office when she caught sight of the pair coming in through the hospital doors. She nearly burst out laughing at the image of Sasuke dressed up in Naruto's infamous bright colors, but the smile died quickly when she spotted the stretches of burning skin across their hands and necks. Something switched in her brain and the pinkette stomped over to the two men, grabbing Naruto's ear in a violent grip and ordering Sasuke to follow while she forcibly dragged her husband to the nearest available examination room. Sakura released the Hokage abruptly and he sat obediently on the table in the middle of the room at her command. Sasuke calmly took place in the spot nearby, watching the lovers quarrel.

The head medic activated her healing chakra and placed her hand on Sasuke first. She knew very well that Kurama was already taking care of his host and that her other former teammate would require more work. Fortunately, the burn wasn't too bad and she was done with Sasuke quicker than expected. She scribbled something down on her notepad and told the dark-haired man to pass by the nurse's office on his way out to grab a balm to apply on his burns at night to help the freshly restored skin heal properly. Sakura gave him the prescription and pushed him out before turning all her attention to her husband, who shrunk under her glare.

"Naruto Uzumaki! How can you be so reckless?"

The blond lowered his gaze guiltily, "I couldn't just let Sasuke go alone! It was urgent… Did you know all those old artifacts we found were part of a super powerful military weapon? The Kage scattered pieces of it all over the place, so no one could rebuild it–" Naruto tried to tell her but stopped short, seeing her fuming already. Talking was no good at that point, so as fast as he could, he crashed his lips against hers in a long, passionate kiss. And it worked.

"Just don't get hurt…" Sakura mumbled, a little weak after the kiss.

Her husband chuckled, murmuring a tender, "I love you" to her as he held her close.

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