A/N I don't own Naruto but I do own this story. This oneshot is based off of what I think would happen if Sakuro... had a beard. How would Naruko react? You'll find out.

Naruko waved at her friend Satsuki who dropped her off then drove away to her home. She came back from a UK basketball road trip. She hasn't seen her family in a week. She opened the door and sees that the house is still standing.

"Honey? I'm home." She yelled.

"Okay! The kids are at your parents house so I'll be right down I just got out of the shower." He screamed. She smiled pervertedly before she puts her purse on the hallway table. She then sat on her couch. She sighed then wiped the lint off of her pants then takes out her compact to check her hair and brushed it to make herself look presentful for her husband. She likes what she sees then puts it down. She looks up and sees he is coming down. She sees a book and opens it and is pretending to read it while crossing her legs. She heard someone cleared his voice. She looks up and smiles until she notices something... different about Sakuro.

"Honey?" Naruko spoke in a surprised tone. "What the hell is that on your face?" Sakuro was confused until he noticed what was she talking about.

"Oh, This? This is a beard."

"I Know. I just was wondering why is it on your face." She asked.

"Oh, well... It's personal. for me."

"What do you mean?" Asked Naruko.

"Well, some of the guys at my school, the football coach included told me that they wanted to have beards to order to spike up their sex life with their wives and I was thinking 'Why don't I grow a beard do to the same thing.' So after you left I never touched my shaving kit since." Naruko crossed her arms at her husband's explanation.

"Good. Now you can shave it off." She replied making Sakuro gasped.

"But why?" He asked his wife. Naruko raised 3 fingers.

"1..." She began. "Because I think men with beards are gross. 2. I don't kiss a man with hair on their faces. Not even my own grandfather when he was alive and had a beard. God rest his soul. And 3... You look handsome without it." She smiled. Sakuro looked at her in bewilderment.

"That's right, Sakuro. You look extremely hot without your beard. All my friends said that their husbands don't wear a beard because they think . Except for TenTen's husband Rock Lee grew a beard but she forced him to sleep on the couch if he doesn't shave it off which I would've done if I married that man." She shook her head so she went back on topic.

"Anyway, the point is that I'm telling you that I am not kissing your face until you shave that damn beard or you're sleeping on the couch like TenTen did to Lee. Sakuro chuckled then gave her a hug.

"I was hoping for you to say that." He laughed making Naruko confused.

"Say what?"

"Yeah, the beard was itchy and I couldn't stop scratching it but I didn't shave it because I was testing you. To see if you would like it." Sakuro explained. Naruko raised her eyebrow.

"Why would I like a piece of hair on my husband's face?" She asked. Sakuro shrugged.

"Because I really didn't want to grow a beard. Mr. Toyuki, the history teacher said that I should to give our sex life a spark. At first I didn't listen but he told me that his wife loves his beard and suggests I should grow one."

"Well, now that you've learned your lesson, why don't you shave your beard while I cook dinner." She smiled. "Then we can have some fun." She finished, winking at her husband. Sakuro smirked then walked back upstairs to shave his face with his favorite razor.

Naruko rested before she cooked dinner. She looked at the mirror and felt her ponytail was bothering her so she took off her ponytail bands then shook her head as her beautiful hair fell down below her waist. But before she turns around she felt big strong arms and being turned around and seeing her husband was the one who turned her around. She smiled at the sight of Sakuro's face. It looked smooth and normal. Just like she liked it.

"Sakuro.. I'm about to cook dinner" But Sakuro interrupted her by crashing his lips into hers.

"Screw that," he replied as he worked to his wife's kneck and kisses it. "Better yet... Screw me." He said as he picks her bridal style and takes her upstairs.

And that's the first oneshot. I hoped you liked it. If you have a request, please PM me one and please write reviews please. Until then see ya,