-Questions-
"Ugh. Today sucks. My life sucks. Everything sucks!"
Throwing her coat on her bed she sat down at her pink desk and began violently pulling out pen and paper, and generally making loud noises.
"Okay!" she said. "Since I'm pissed, I think I'll write a poem!"
As it turned out, she wrote about 14. However, she wasn't satisfied with any of them except one which she had dubbed 'Questions'.
She sighed and started read it aloud to herself.
"Why am I here?
To satisfy other's insecurities?
What is my purpose?
To be beat down with stinging insults?
Why was I created?
To be a model of low self-esteem?
What is my future?
To be turned into a dirty whore?
Why am I a teen?
To suffer inconsolable situations and days?
When will I know the answers?
When will I understand?
Why am I asking these questions
When I know no one knows?"
As she finished, a familiar voice rang out. "Damn, that's some deep shit!"
She whirled around and came face-to-face with Naruto. Actually, lip-to-lip would have been a better description.
They stared at each other for a few seconds, then Naruto pulled away, groveling for her mercy. "Please, please! Don't hurt me, Sakura-hime! Please! Please?"
He trailed off uncertainly and looked up at his Sakura-chan.
She was still sitting there, hand pressed to her lips, and blushing.
'Heh. If she's blushing, I musta done something right!'
Grinning, he waved his hand in front of her face, and said, "Ummmm...Sakura-chan? Konoha to Sakura-chan! Is anybody th-mmph!"
His words were cut off by Sakura's soft lips pressed firmly against his. Feeling bold, he wrapped his arms around her neck and licked her lips for entrance. She gave it willingly and they frenched. And kept doing it. And kept doing it...
-20 minutes later-
They're still at it...Oh! Wait! They pulled apart!
"Oi. Naru-chan."
"Nani?"
"I guess today, my life, and everything doesn't suck."
Naruto grinned and pulled her in for another looooooooong smooch.