Not sure what inspired this...?

I don't own Naruto. If i did everythin would be 0mg gay p0rn...

One sided SakuNaru

It's just a drabble. I kind of hate it but reviews are loved

"When I say Shootgun you say Wedding"-P!TD


it.just.happened

a sakunaru drabble

Things like this just happen. They just do.

She twirled her straw between her fingers before placing it in her drink. She stared at the glittering bottles on the other side of the bar and sighed.

Going on 3 or 4 years,she couldnt remember really,she had noticed it.

The strong build of his shoulders,the way his eyes caught the sun,and the purr in his voice. Sakura could barly admit it to herself but she knew.

She was in love. She was in love with Naruto Uzumaki

It had been 3 or 4 years,maybe even more,since they had started dating. She would rather not remember.

It was Sakura's idea. Hinata always watched him. Loved him. Needed him. And Sakura made it her goal,along with Sasuke's who was forsed into the picture for the hell of it.

It was a mission.

Mission Match Maker:Hinta and Naruto will Date!

She actully titled it. It went rather quickly.Along with some help from Hinta's team mates the date was set up and they were both forsed to sit and eat lunch together while Sakura and Sasuke spied on them from a near by table. It went well. After that day they started dating more. And more and more and more.

Soon Sakura was Hinta's dating couch,helping her pick out clothes and buying gifts for Naruto and doing each others hair and asking for advice and it drove Sakura insane.

Naruto this and Naruto that. She couldnt figure out if it was jealousy or pure annoyance. But Naruto also came to her. Sharing stories about how great his girlfriend was and how amazing she was at fighting. And always thanked Sakura for everything that she did for him and Hinata.

It was her fault. And she knew it. Sakura loved him but she had her chance when they were children. But Naruto grew up and out of her reach before she even relised it.

Things like this happen. They just do.