The bad news was that there was no active nurse on duty since there weren't any designated school activities today. The good news was that, as Tsunade's apprentice, Sakura had extensive medical and first-aid knowledge. So once she persuaded Sarada (against her better judgement) to pick the locks to the nurse's office, they both placed him on one of the cots, where Sakura proceeded to bandage up his head.
"You should probably rest up for a little," Sakura said, "Just in case you feel faint."
"I honestly didn't feel it," Naruto said.
"Yeah, ChoCho can definitely do some damage when she wants to," Sarada said, "Or even when she doesn't, and just goes into berserk mode."
"Speaking of whom," Sakura said, "Do you know if she's still on campus?"
"She better be," Sarada replied, "She still has my geometry book!"
"Maybe after you fetch it, the two of you could head home," Sakura urged, "I'll keep an eye on Naruto for a while, at least until he feels better."
"Uh, o-okay," Sarada said, "I'll go see if she's still here."
Sarada didn't know why, but she felt a knot form in her stomach at the thought of leaving the two of them alone. But an idea like that was ridiculous, she kept telling herself as she left the nurse's office.
"Seriously, though," Sakura said sternly to him, "You need to be more careful. You could have had a concussion!"
"I'm telling you, it's not that bad," Naruto said.
"Heh, well don't you go dying on me," Sakura said, "Who else is going to pamper to my every whim?"
"You know there are plenty of guys who would fall for you," Naruto said.
"But none I would fall for the way I fell for you."
Naruto suddenly felt guilty, knowing that included Sasuke, wherever he was. But he felt extremely honored (and giddy inside) that Sakura felt that way.
"Right back atcha, Sakura," Naruto said.
Eventually, Naruto did recover after a couple of days. And he resumed his regular visits to the Haruno household. Which, by the way, Sarada was getting more and more suspicious about. Especially when her mom would caress Naruto's back, and not the kind as if he was her son. Though it was okay with her when Naruto stayed for dinner one night. And this time, it was just her and Naruto.
"How's your curry, Naruto?" asked Sarada.
"Delicious," Naruto replied with a mouthful of the aforementioned curry, "You know how to cook, and not just because you're a girl."
"Hey, guys can cook too," Sarada said playfully, "I hear Kiba makes mean pork rolls."
"Touché," Naruto said after swallowing his food.
"Oh, I hope you don't mind, but I have a friend who will be dropping by on us later," Sarada said nonchalantly, "ChoCho's gonna hang out here for a while."
Naruto gulped a little when he heard that.
"She's not...mad about that accident at the pool, is she?" he asked.
"Even if she is, I'm here to keep her from going berserk again," Sarada replied, "So you're safe."
As soon as she finished her sentence, the doorbell rang.
"Oh, that must be her now," she said as she got up.
Naruto bowed his head in prayer hoping ChoCho wouldn't rip him to shreds, or that Sarada could protect him if she tried it. He kept his head down as he heard the girls laughter reach closer to the kitchen. ChoCho stopped and looked at Naruto once she entered.
"Please don't kill me," Naruto whispered.
"Relax, Baka," ChoCho said, "I come in peace."
She turned and winked at Sarada, indicating she had yet another scheme to try and make Naruto fall for Sarada. Knowing this, Sarada made up an excuse to leave them alone for a while.
"I actually need to do some of the plants outside for a bit before Mom gets home," Sarada said, "You two play nice while I'm gone."
Naruto held his breath in as Sarada left out the sliding doors towards the backyard. ChoCho turned and put on her best mischievous grin.
"I meant it when I said I come in peace," ChoCho told him, "In fact, I'd like to make amends by showing you something special."
Naruto was led upstairs by ChoCho to Sarada's room, despite the fact that he had been in there before. What could ChoCho possibly show Naruto he hasn't already seen?
"So, um, what exactly are we doing here?"
"Making amends," ChoCho replied with a mischievous grin, "How well do you know Sarada?"
"Um...why?"
"Just answer."
"...a lot better now than I did before this project."
"Swell, swell," ChoCho said, opening the top drawer in Sarada's dresser.
Deliberately, ChoCho began pulling out the articles of clothing inside and throwing it behind her, making it look as though she was looking for something. Even though she said she had something to show Naruto, she couldn't make it too obvious. When she found a particular item she thought would intrigue him, she 'accidentally' tossed it directly on Naruto, rambling away to give the illusion of a teenage girl lost in her own world.
Naruto froze when he felt it land on his head. The very thin red thong that came from Sarada's dresser. As in clothing she wears on a regular basis. And he had one on his head. And ChoCho didn't seem to notice. Instinctively, he pulled it off his head to toss it aside, but the teenage boy inside him got the best of him, and stared into it. He had already seen Sarada in panties, the one study session she bent over, but now he was imagining her in this thing. Knowing she actually had one, the images came back into his mind. Sarada bent over. Her small but slightly plump bottom sticking out at him. His face in between her legs as she fell on top of him.
ChoCho had glanced over at him, giving a knowing smile. She never bothered telling Sarada this phase of the plan. She would have been mortified, and not just because it was Naruto. But in ChoCho's mind, desperate times called for desperate measures, and though she didn't know the full extent, she correctly assumed Sakura and Naruto were getting closer.
"I'll be back shortly," ChoCho said.
Naruto snapped out of his daze, surprised that she either didn't notice him holding Sarada's thong or just didn't care. He kept fondling it as ChoCho went back downstairs, formulating a new plan in her head to get Naruto and Sarada closer.