Sakura would never.

She would never hurt him by rejecting him. She knew that his pain came from rejection. Not just from her. Not just in that way. She always took care of him. In that silly, stupid way. But it made him feel good, and it made her feel useful. And the kisses made her feel good.

She would never admit it, but she would get frightfully jealous. Without much need. But whenever they saw, or met her, Sakura couldn't help herself. Under the gaze of those milky lavender eyes she held his hand as he squeezed back, sat as close as she could as he pulled her closer and spoke with loving words that he returned in kind.

Sakura would never admit it, but she was scared of Hinata. Sakura made him happy, everyone could see it. But did she have enough love to give?

"Hey Sakura-chan. Don't you want to feel good too?"

For the first time in a long time he wasn't all smiles. He was concerned for her. Concerned he wasn't doing enough. He didn't know that he had done so much already. And that she was catching up to him.

But she would never deny it. She couldn't lie to him. Her body and soul wanted more. Wanted something closer. More tender. But she was scared. Scared for their new relationship. Scared she would mess it all up. What would her parents say? What would her master say? What they wanted had consequences. She wanted all of those things, he wanted them too, but...

Sakura talked to her master, the leader of the village. Who became positively overjoyed at the news that Sakura considered taking the final step with Naruto. The village was strict and traditional, and bringing a child into the world without wed parents was a grave crime. So Tsunade began planning her students wedding with no delay.

Sakura would never had thought that she would be the one to propose. But with Tsunades wedding fever it couldn't be helped. As Naruto spun her around in his arms, tears in his eyes, she felt so happy.

Naruto couldn't decide between repeating his answer or to kiss her more, so he did both. Sakura knew she would never forget this moment and this joy.