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Because it is a haiku
Naruto's not mine..

As promised, this chapter will be the actual start to the story. The last four chapters were just the lead up... And there will be more chapters later that follow the same format. The story's finally going to have a plot! Hurrah!

Thank you too all of my reviewers. I really appreciate your feedback. Keep it up, and I'll keep writing.

Somebody asked me if I thought Naruto and Sakura were too young to have sex. The answer is no. Considering in the Naruto manga, they're considered adults as soon as they graduate from the academy. They're seventeen, and I think that's plenty old enought to have a serious relationship.

I hope you guys enjoy reading this chapter as much as this guy enjoyed writing it.

To Hell With the Consequences
Written by PHreek-Boi

Chapter Five: Overreaction

"Naruto, I really have to go," Sakura giggled, pushing on his shoulders to get his lips away from her neck. "My parents are really going to be upset with me."

"Aww," Naruto replied, a playful smirk crossing his face. "But watching you get dressed is nowhere near as interesting as watching you get undressed."

"Of course you'd think that way, pervert." Sakura punched Naruto in the shoulder playfully. "But you wouldn't be my Naruto if you didn't." She pressed her lips to his, lingering there for a moment. "Now I really need to get dressed."

"Alright, alright," Naruto sighed in mock-defeat. "I'm sorry about your dress, by the way. I'll get it fixed."

"Don't worry about it," Sakura replied, smiling gently. "It was as much my fault as yours. And besides, I'm pretty handy with a needle and thread."

"Alright, fine," Naruto smiled. "I've got some old clothes that should fit you. As long as you don't mind cast-offs, that is."

"I don't mind." Sakura stood, stretching. Naruto watched as she moved around the room, collecting her various undergarments. "Naruto, have you seen my bra?"

"On the lamp," Naruto replied, standing himself. He took a black t-shirt and a pair of dark blue track pants out of his closet, tossing them on his bed beside Sakura. Then, without a second thought, he walked out into the kitchen in the buff, bending over to stick his head in the fridge. "Hey, Sakura-chan, are you hungry?"

"A little," Sakura admitted, pulling the t-shirt over her head. It was pretty clost to bang on as far as size went. Plus, it smelled like Naruto. The track pants were a different story, a couple of sizes too big. But they worked well enough. "What've you got?"

"I have bread... bacon... eggs.... milk... bran flakes... That's about all."

"Bacon and eggs would be great." Naruto took the eggs and bacon out of the fridge, retrieving two frying pans from the cupboard. "Scrambled Eggs alright?" he asked.

"Sure," Sakura replied, now standing in his bathroom as she brushed her hair. "Do you have any coffee?"

"It's already on." Naruto set about cooking, and after a few minutes he and Sakura were seated at his tiny table eating their breakfast.

"Do you always eat breakfast naked?" Sakura asked, grinning mischeviously.

"Normally," Naruto nodded.

"Mmm. I'll have to join you more often, then." She leaned forward to kiss him once again. "I have to get going."

"Alright." Naruto collected the dishes, taking them into the kitchen before joining her at the door. "Hey, how about you meet me at Ichiraku for lunch? Then we can tell everyone the good news."

"Okay, sure," Sakura agreed. "I'll invite Ino, Shikamaru, and Hinata. I have to go by their houses on my way home anyway."

"Alright, I'll take care of Lee, Neji, and Kakashi-sensei." Naruto kissed her again. "See you then, Sakura-chan."

"Bye," Sakura said, smiling shyly as she stepped out the door, leaving Naruto alone.

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"Sorry I'm late, Hokage-sama," Naruto said hastily. "I was kind of busy."

"It's alright, Naruto," Tsunade said off-handedly. "We don't have anything too important to deal with today. I understand you're still pretty upset about Iruka-san's death, and I think you should take some time off."

"A vacation sounds great," Naruto agreed. "How long were you thinking?"

"I should think that an appropriate leave would be about a month." Tsunade smiled gently. "You've done a lot for Konoha lately. You deserve the time off if anybody does."

"A month?" Naruto repeated. "Are you serious?"

"Absolutely." Tsunade smiled again. "And you'll still get paid for it. Consider it manditory stress leave."

"Thanks, Tsunade." Naruto took a seat in one of the chairs. "I'm sure I can think of something to do that'll waste time for a month."

"I'm sure you can." Tsunade smiled devilishly. "Jiraiya tells me he spotted Sakura at your apartment this morning, and she was wearing some of your old cast-offs. Might I ask what happened?" Naruto's eyes widened, and he could feel beads of cold sweat on his face.

"Um, well, you see," he began, grasping at straws. "Um, she turned up at my place last night to see how I felt after Iruka's funeral. We got to talking about things, and before we knew it it was morning. As for her clothes, I spilled orange jice on her and she needed to change."

"Talked, eh?" Tsunade could tell from Naruto's expression he was lying. "That's nice."

"Well, hokage-sama, if we're done here, I should be on my way." Naruto stood up, still looking quite nervous.

"Go ahead, Naruto." Tsunade smiled after he turned to leave the room. "Tell Sakura I said I'm happy for you two, and that it's about damn time." Naruto froze, then sighed defeatedly before turning to fix Tsunade with a smug smirk.

"I will."

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"Sakura? Is that you?" the voice of Sakura's mother asked.

"Yes, mom, it's me," Sakura replied with a sigh. She had hoped her parents might still be asleep.

"Where were you?" her father asked gruffly, appearing out of the sitting room. "We were worried sick!"

"I was out with a friend, daddy," Sakura mumbled, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"You mean that Uchiha boy?" her father said proudly. "It's about time. Are you two dating now?":

"No, it wasn't Sasuke," Sakura said, flushing darker.

"Ah, then it must be Rock Lee. I always liked him, you know."

"No, daddy. It wasn't Lee-san." Her father looked dubious. Her mother was wide eyed, one hand held to her lips.

"Tell me it's Hyuga Neji," her father demanded.

"No, daddy. It wasn't Neji, or Shikamaru, or Kiba either. I was with Naruto, okay? Naruto!" Sakura immediately regretted yelling at her father. His face was turning redder and redder as time passed, and Sakura knew it was about to get bad.

"You were with Uzumaki Naruto," he said calmly. "Well, I know you two are friends. As long as that's all, it's fine." Sakura looked down at her feet, her face almost the same shade of red as her favorite dress. "No, no, no, no, no. You cannot be involved with that Uzumaki boy. Friends is one thing, but I absolutely FORBID you to date him!"

"But daddy..."

"Don't you 'but daddy' me, Sakura. I said you can't see him, so you WILL NOT see him!"

"Daddy, I love Naruto! He's not the person you think he is! He's sweet, and caring, and he'd never let anything bad happen to me! The only reason you don't like him is because the Fourth Hokage sealed Kyubi in him when he was a baby! He's not a bad person! And... and if you can't see past that, and let me be happy... That's just too bad." Sakura was in tears by the end of her spiel, and her father looked furious.

"Get out," he growled, turning away from her. "Just... Get out. As far as I'm concerned I have no daughter."

"Fine," Sakura returned resolutely. "If that's what it takes, fine. I'll leave. I'll go stay with Naruto. I just hope some day you can accept him."

"I said GET OUT! NOW!" Without another word, Sakura stomped out the door, slamming it behind her.

A/N: Okay, well, there's chapter five. Done. Finito. Read, review, and you'll get chapter six faster. Until next time, enjoy.