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AnonymousOne: As my first reviewer to this story, I'm really really grateful! Hope these little changes I make will please you too!

XxAshishxX: Will do

Narusaku143: Oh yeah *wink*

Tony Blu: Who's to say it can't be both eh? Hahaha, I'm glad you enjoyed reading it, I certainly enjoyed writing it.

SomeDamn Author: Once again, thank you for your support, love your reviews and your stories^^ Unfortunately, it seems like you already know what's going to happen, but I hope that doesn't stop you from reading again!

.Rain: You flatter me, I thank you for your encouraging words!

M. Almeida: I kept asking myself the same question! So in the end I split the story into four parts, hoping it would draw more attention :P

Kidloco: Now that I'm splitting the story up, I just might take your idea up and do that. *evil smirk* This will be fun.

Boyarina: Oh dear, sorry for uneventful birthdays^^ I totally know how you feel. No wonder we all want to live in the world of fantasy :P

Samuraikakashi56: Thank you! I changed the story a little here and there, hope you still read it!

A/N: A big shout out to ssvidel3, if it weren't for this person, I might still be giving you guys same old boring old one-shot that I've already written long ago, so this person's ideas may not come into fruition in this chapter, but it will come soon. Soooooo read on!

It was well past noon by the time they left the apartment complex, and their rumbling tummies announced, to their embarrassment, to have a bite before starting their day.

"Where're we goin, Naruto?" Sakura asked cheerily, her hand wrapped tightly in his.

"You'll see," he smiled, leading the way. Sakura looked around, wondering why she recognised this particular route, until she realised that it should have been obvious.

"Ichiraku's?" She questioned incredulously. "You brought me to eat Ichiraku's on my birthday?" She brought her fist up, ready to beat him into the ground for being such an insensitive jerk.

"Sakura-chan!" Naruto waved his hands desperately, "Read the sign again!"

"Ichiraku's...sushi?" Sakura was thoroughly confused now.

"Yup!" Naruto beamed in response, inwardly sighing in relief. "The old man makes the best sushi in the world! But he only does it upon request. But when I told him that your favourite food was sushi, he did it for free."

"That's so nice of him!" Sakura responded, going under the flap that Naruto had lifted.

"Happy Birthday Sakura-chan!" chorused the father-daughter duo as they welcomed Konoha's favourite couple.

"Oh my gosh, thank you so much, both of you!" Sakura exclaimed, bowing repeatedly with a tear in her eye. Naruto gave her a kiss on the cheek before they took their seats and began their meal.

The old man Teuchi had prepared a whole range of sushi just for the two, giving them instructions on the proper etiquette of eating something a certain way. Sakura already knew most it, but Naruto didn't. And just as Naruto had said, the sushi really was the best that she had ever eaten. The fish were cut with such delicacy and skill that the taste was so pure. She watched in awe as Teuchi sliced the fish swiftly and easily, yet each portion was equal. Even the rice that he made was soft and delicious, melting in her mouth and going well with his sashimi.

By the time Teuchi was done preparing the dishes for Sakura and Naruto, they had finished everything, consequently happily stuffed.

"Thank you so much, Teuchi-san," Sakura bowed once again. "That was the best sushi ever!"

"Yeah, old man, thanks so much!" Naruto chimed in, shaking hands with the owner and forcing him to accept payment.

"Oh, it's no big deal," Teuchi laughed heartily. "Have a good one you two."

"And once again," Ayame called out as the duo started to leave. "Happy Birthday, Sakura!"

"Thanks!"

…

Sakura and Naruto strolled back towards her apartment while rubbing their stomachs.

"Man, I'm full," groaned Sakura. "But that was definitely the best sushi ever."

"Definitely," Naruto agreed. "Now what do you say to a swim?"

"A swim? Naruto, I don't have my swim suit with me," Sakura whined. "And we just ate!"

"C'mon, Sakura-chan!" Naruto grinned. "It'll be fun!" And with that, he picked her up and jumped away, ignoring her cries of protests.

They arrived at a huge shop that was line with the most extravagant swimsuits, as well as the simplest. Rows and rows of swimming wear were displayed proudly, organised in every way imaginable, size, design, colour, and a library of swim suits would have been a more accurate description of the location. This place suited the needs of any man, woman, child, senior or nudist who was about to take a dip in any ocean, sea, pool, pond, even a puddle. But I shan't advertise for this bustling business any longer, they pay people to do that. So let us return to the protagonists of our story, the female of the pair currently at a loss for words.

"You can't be serious," Sakura gaped, staring at the sign while Naruto kindly waved to some civilians who had recognised and greeted him while rushing out of the crowded store. "The Suiton Surfers?"

Naruto nodded happily. "Yup, you can pick anything you want, my treat!" The pinkette squealed as she jumped into his arms and he swung her around, happy that she was happy. Sakura thanked him profusely while enjoying her swing. She had always wanted to come here, but had never found the need nor the time to do so. "You're welcome," he smiled. "Now go and pick one that you like, we don't have much time. The rest of the Konoha 12 wanna meet at 10 to have a drink at the Drunken Fist to celebrate your birthday. That gives us, what, 6 hours together and another hour for you to get ready."

"6 hours? That's plenty," Sakura looked at him confused.

"Are you sure?" He grinned wickedly and licked her cheek, sending blood rushing there.

"I'll be quick!" She but yelped as she rushed into the shop, leaving her boyfriend chuckling to himself happily. He strolled in slowly, sure that despite his apparent lack of haste, he would be done earlier than she would.

…

"What do you think of this one?"

Naruto sighed; he had forgotten, as Shikamaru would put it, how troublesome shopping with women was. They were inside a changing room, which was surprisingly cramped because of the multitudes of swimwear that Sakura had chosen. Slowly, he looked up.

"I can't remember how many times I've told you, Sakura-chan," Naruto started. "You look gorgeous in every- holy shit." He stopped at the sight in front of him. Alone, any swim suit was nothing. But when fitted upon the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes upon, it could be very immobilising.

This particular one had a pink that matched her hair as a base colour. The straps of the top piece were intertwined in such a way that it promoted her bosom as her more attractive qualities, even though size was never one of her characteristics. Every shape and contour of her body was displayed proudly by the bikini, or the lack of, rather. He was snapped out of his gaze by the collision of a pair of soft lips upon his. Blinking, he realised that Sakura had leaned forward and captured his lips, deliberately teasing him with the view of her voluptuous cleavage.

"Your mouth was quite open," she grinned cheekily. "I thought you were giving me a silent invitation." Naruto growled as he stood up, pulling his beloved towards himself, kissing her with much vigour this time, while his hands had a firm grasp of her buttocks, which were thankfully at least partially covered.

"This one," he whispered. "You should get this one." She smirked shyly at him.

"And here I thought you hated shopping," she rubbed his whiskers.

"I do," he kissed her forehead. "But I love you." She giggled as he released her, allowing her to remove her bikini and pass it to him. He kissed her on her cheek. "I'll go and pay for our stuff, and you get dressed, okay?"

"Thanks darling," she smiled, before turning around and shook her naked bum at him, teasing him; she could feel his heavy gaze on her rear end. She heard a growled, "fuck waiting," before her naked self was pulled back into a warm embrace.

She silently thanked whatever deity was looking after her that she was within the enclosed space of the changing room. Naruto was in front of the door, Sakura in front of him, wrapped in his arms, and the mirror in front of her. She could perfectly see what was happening to her in the reflection, and somehow, that made her even more aroused. She watched as Naruto nipped at her neck, and her head leaned back onto his shoulder, submitting to him. She moaned as his hands roamed all over her body, teasing her in areas that only he knew about. She could see how wet she was in her nether regions and it surprised her how she actually looked when she was wet. No wonder Naruto couldn't keep his hands off of her.

She saw him unzip his swelling pants and licked her lips when she saw his erection. Already, her insides ached for him. He gently pulled her face back and kissed her while rubbing his arousal against hers from behind. Her hand reached behind her and grabbed his hair. After a minute, he stopped, placed a hand on her back and slowly pushed her forward. Soon, her hands were against those of her reflection, and her legs were spread and rump was sticking out, inviting, begging, him to enter her. She looked into the eyes of her reflection and saw them glazed with lust. She looked up and saw the Naruto in the mirror grin right before his inserted his length into her, and then she saw stars.

She vaguely registered a hand covering her mouth as she moaned shamelessly into it. She faintly remembered seeing Naruto's dark gaze and feral grin through the reflection of the mirror he was pounding her against. When she looked again, her breasts were swaying with each smack and a line of saliva flowed down her mouth. Suddenly, he stopped. Confused, she looked up at the mirror only to see him pull her back to a standing position. Then he brought them both to a half squat, hooked his hands under her knees and stood up so that she was entirely off the floor. She looked at the mirror again. Her back was leaning against his chest and her legs were spread wide open, hiding nothing from the world. Her exposure simply aroused her even further, and as she observed her juices flowing down the cock that was imbedded in her, she heard Naruto groan sensually behind her.

"Dammit Sakura," he growled. "You got tighter after you saw yourself having sex. You're so lewd, Sa-ku-ra-chan." He pulled his hips back and thrust forward, earning a cry of pleasure from Sakura, who tried her hardest to muffle her sounds. Grinning like a fox, he repeated the process, again, and again. Hearing her fiancé grunt, she knew he was as close as she was to a climax. His pace quickened, her breasts bobbed faster, her sex grew wetter her muffled cries grew more strained and her insides grew tighter. With a final push, his hands tightened around her legs and he grunted a strained "I'm cumming" and shot his load into her. The feeling of his raw ejaculation sent her over the hill and she screamed into her hands that were tightly clamped around her mouth. The both of them stilled for a whole minute before they finally relaxed and came down from their high. Naruto slowly sighed into Sakura's ear as she looked towards the ceiling, her head resting on Naruto's shoulder.

"That," declared Sakura, still panting happily. "That was pretty damn hot."

Naruto grinned in agreement as he lowered her to the ground. "Now, I'll go pay for the swim suit."

A/N: So in case some of you don't know, this story is what used to be a one-shot that I wrote a couple of years ago; 6800 words worth of a one-shot. Then I split it into four chapters and added a little more here and there. Finally, I'm adding a couple of chapters at the end of that. In other words, this is a new story added to an old story! So I haven't written a lemon in a loooooooong time, so writing the one at the end of this chapter was quite refreshing, and, to be honest, fun! I hope you have had as much fun reading as I have had writing. Now, onwards!

Shuzen-sama