Sakura found herself not only in a precarious position...she found herself in this precarious position and, gods help her, absolutely loving it. Where was she? Why was she there? And why the hell were little grunts and moans coming from a closet?

Well...the answer technically lie in just the smallest of facts. Naruto...loved her very much. Today he was to become the rokudaime hokage. Frankly...she couldn't tell if his twitching was from the nervousness he felt at finally achieving his longest of dreams. Or if it was because he was so dee...cough. Sorry...can't tell you. Not a high enough rating.

When they had come back from their mission to pretend escorting a lord's wife one day...a couple of weeks back, Tsunade-shishou, had landed her greatest of all blows on Naruto's cute and fragile little head. She was naming him her heir to become Hokage.

She could remember the day she had finally let go of all barriers, and let Naruto very close to her heart.

That night, Sakura was awoken by shivering. Looking down from the bed, she saw Naruto shivering on the floor, no blanket to keep him warm. Noticing that even she was cold even with a blanket, she nudged Naruto gently, "Naruto," she whispered.

He didn't answer. "Naruto," she whispered louder, giving him a sharper nudge. Still no answer. In such instances she used her favorite technique, whacking Naruto over the head with her fist.

Groggily Naruto looked up to Sakura from the floor, "What is it Sakura-chan?" He asked timidly, not knowing why he was already being hit without the day even beginning yet.

She blushed a bit, but thankfully it was dark. "You're cold, get up here," she told him firmly. Thoughts of being wrapped around a man at night had naturally entered Sakura's mind every now and then, but she couldn't believe it would be Naruto with whom she would first share a bed with, parents not included.

Dumbly Naruto climbed into the bed and squeezed himself around her, wrapping himself around her like a tight pair of pants on the hip, five sizes too small. Sakura blushed further when she had no choice but to rest her head on his chest, tucking her head beneath his chin. From her position she could smell fragrances coming off Naruto. Despite his almost constant dirty state, her opinion, he smelled like Pine and ramen.

The night was wonderful for the both, one finding his love wrapped up in his arms, and the other finding somewhere to place affection...albeit somewhat dimly for the time being.

Right before Sakura fell asleep she kissed his chin saying, "Goodnight Naruto...kun." Unheard by her was the response.

"Goodnight Sakura-chan."

Ohhh! How she was about to kill him when he had admitted he had heard her. But alas...she found herself almost horrified when he acted demure...and simply accepted his fate at her blows. So...it was kind of amusing to think...all it took for him to finally win her heart had been a little humility. A little humility and an absolutely great fu...whoops. I keep forgetting about that darned rating. Oh well...just makes you suffer and me laugh! Muhahaha! ...

Right...where was I?

Oh yeah...Naruto was going to learn how to get that paperwork done insta pronto. No its not a made up word or phrase. It just means he was going to have get the job done right...at a ridiculous pace and spend more quality time like this with her.

By the end a vague thought struck her...where were they supposed to be again? Who cared! She snuggled closer to her just starting to tire fox. Gods...he was wonderful.

TIME SKIP

Meanwhile across town...(which is being assumed...as said closet could be right under the stage for all we know...wink)...an angry Tsunade was muttering about Konoha was going to have a Hatake Kakashi running the works now if Naruto got any later.

MEANWHILE

Two giggling perverts are watching through a hole in a fence...when the cyclops pervert sneezes. Crap!