A/N: Alright y'all, I know it's been a while, but here we are, the final chapter of this story^^ Took me a while to write this, because there's a scene I had real trouble with, but hopefully y'all like it, so here we go! Also, also also also also also, I really really need to thank a guest reviewer who pointed out that I submitted the wrong chapter to the wrong story =.=lll so yes, thank you once again.

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"Not that one. Or that one. Or that one. Or that. Nah. No. Good grief no. Mmm...no." Naruto was seated on the bench and unceasingly rejected every tie that the store clerk had to offer. An annoyed Ino was seated next to him, pinching her eyebrows while sighing.

"Naruto," she threatened. "You take longer to choose a tie, than I do to choose a dress. That's not healthy for a guy."

"I can't help it!" He threw his arms up, just as irritated. "I don't like ties and ties don't like me!"

"Argh!" Ino held in a scream. "Give me that!" She ordered the poor clerk as she snatched the box and rummaged through it. Pulling one out, she threw it at the Jinchūriki and folded her arms. "Well?" She demanded.

There was a moment of silence as Naruto stared at the long, thin strip of silky orange cloth in his hand. Slowly, a smile crawled its way to his lips and he looked up at her, satisfied. "I knew I asked the right person to bring me shopping."

...

"Um, Mrs. Haruno, I'm not sure I'm the best person to ask this of." Kakashi scratched his cheek, completely clueless about what to do. Somehow, he found himself sitting directly opposite Sakura's mother in a coffee shop, casually but awkwardly declining any offers to a drink.

"But it must be you," she insisted gently, taking a sip from her tea. "There's no better choice!" Kakashi sighed.

"I mean I'm honoured," Kakashi continued. "But-"

"No buts!" Mebuki cut in. "You have to do it. You're her sensei, and the closest thing Sakura has to..." She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence.

Kakashi looked a bit taken aback before he recomposed himself and smiled at his companion. "I understand," he patted her hand comfortingly. "I'll see to it."

...

Sakura's heel nervously tapped against the wooden floor, producing an irritatingly loud hammering. She looked at the mirror and gave herself a once over. Her hair was perfectly combed and oiled, with a touch of glitter. Her eyebrows were nicely plucked and shaped. Her face had a thin layer of powder, and her cheeks were adorned with a very subtle pink blush. In other words, she looked absolutely perfect.

Well, absolutely perfect apart from the lack of her usual confidence and the constant biting of her lip.

"Sakura."

The knocking on the floor stopped and Sakura turned around to see her blonde best friend pointing to her foot. Lifting her heel, she found a little hole on the floor where her heel had been tapping incessantly. She smiled sheepishly at Ino.

"Sakura, I know you're nervous," Ino started, taking a seat beside Sakura. "But you gotta understand that everything's perfect, and this is gonna be the best day of your life."

"I know I know, I'm just..." The medic paused for a breath. "I'm just so excited," she smiled.

...

"Naruto," Shikamaru counselled. "If you continue that, there's gonna be a hole in the floor." Naruto looked up momentarily, before continuing his pacing.

"I'm so nervous, Shikamaru."

"Yeah, that's ridiculously normal for grooms." He replied, eyes closed, too lazy too open them. "There's nothing to be nervous about."

"I can't help it!" His composure finally broke and he threw his hands up. "This is the day I've been dreaming of since I was in the academy. I can't screw it up!"

"I can't believe it..." Shikamaru muttered. "Konoha's loudmouth knucklehead has finally become a pussy."

"Oi! Fuck you!"

The genius sighed. "Listen, Naruto, everything's going to be fine. In fact, it'll be perfect."

The blond ninja took in a deep breath before he looked at his best friend, eyes shining in happiness. "I know, I'm just really excited."

...

The ceremony was indeed perfect, as Ino and Shikamaru had predicted. Sakura had started crying when Kakashi showed up at her dressing room door, announcing hat he would walk her down the aisle, because she knew, that he was definitely the closest person she had to a father. Her father had been killed in the field when Sakura was 3, and Kakashi, knowing this, had preferred to act as a more fatherly figure, instead of training her too much - he left that to the Hokage. Sakura had gripped his arm tightly as they walked towards a grinning Naruto, who looked brighter than the sun. Many tears were shed when they made their vows, and many cheers and hoots were heard when Naruto dipped Sakura and kissed her. People would later say that they were both glowing.

At the reception, Sakura danced with friends and relatives, while Naruto drank and laughed with friends from near and far after dancing once with Mebuki, who kindly threatened him to take care of her daughter unless he wanted to find his family jewels missing. Gaara shook his hand and Lee challenged him to a duel, which he politely declined by suggesting Rock Paper Scissors as an alternative. But while he chatted with his friends, he took every chance he had to glance at his wife to find her laughing and dancing with pretty much everybody. She must have danced for more than an hour before he decided enough was enough.

Suddenly, Sakura was interrupted from her dancing frenzy as a pair of strong arms pulled her back and wrapped themselves around her. She smiled as she recognised her husband. She loved it when he hugged her from behind, not that she would ever admit it to him, although she knew he knew it anyways. She felt safe in his strong hold, his firm grip. He felt so sure of himself that she felt sure around him.

A slow song started playing, and she turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, and they began to sway to the rhythm of the music. "Hello husband," she whispered.

"Hello wife," he grinned. She giggled and placed her head on his chest. She liked the sound of that.

"Nice tie," she said.

Naruto looked up into the night sky that was sprinkled in stars. "It was just as hard to choose this tie as it was to get you to love me, but both are worth the wait."

Sakura felt tears sting her eyes, but she closed them as a comfortable silence settled between them. They continued to sway to the music, their bodies a perfect match for each other. He might have been taller and bigger than her, but when he hugged her, they were a perfect fit, almost as though his body was made to hug her, and she never wanted to let go.

Soon the music came to an end, and she felt him lean down to whisper in her ear. "Wanna get out of here, Sakura-chan?"

Her eye widened and a pink blush spread across her face as she recognised that tone. Hiding her face deeper into his chest, she subtly nodded. A feral grin adorned his features and suddenly they were gone from the dance floor. Later their friends would discover that they were missing, and Shikamaru would sigh, knowing exactly where they were, and Ino would grumble that now they were left with the cleanup.

...

"Naruto?" Sakura asked. He was currently behind her again, his hands covering her eyes. "Where are we?"

"It's a surprise, Sakura-chan," she could hear the grin in his voice. They took a few more steps to the right before he stopped. A familiar smell wafted into Sakura's nose and her jaw dropped slightly in recognition. "Aaand we're good."

"Naruto, is that-" his hands dropped from her face and the sight that hit her took away her ability to speak, for she stood on a road that was in the middle of a forest - a forest of Sakura trees. The full moon was out tonight, and she could clearly see the Sakura trees towering over her. They were in full bloom, and thus completely pink. Sakura petals flooded the dirt road and, as the wind blew, in the air as well. Sakura was everywhere.

"Surprise, Mrs Uzumaki," Naruto whispered in her ear. "Welcome to the Sakura forest in Mt. Myōboku. Perfect place for our honeymoon." Slowly, she turned around and jumped into Naruto's waiting arms, her limbs wrapping around his person. She pressed her lips against his in a grateful kiss and her hands pulled against his hair.

"This is amazing," she whispered, her eyes boring into his. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," he smiled, and pecked her on the lips. Sakura couldn't have looked happier. "Anyways, that" he said, his right arm supporting her under her rump as his left arm pointed behind her. Still clinging to him like a koala, she turned her head to see a wooden house on the side of the road, not far from where they were. "That is where we're staying."

It wasn't a particularly large house, but it seemed to be able to fit a humble family of four. The walls of dark, polished wood seemed to sparkle in the moonlight and smoke billowed out of the chimney on the roof. Naruto was currently rambling about how no one would be able to find this place, and how he had found it after being blasted away while experimenting on explosive clones in Mt. Myōboku. Apparently the house had been in terrible condition when he first found it, but what couldn't he do with a hundred clones?

With Sakura still in his arms, Naruto walked towards the house, and wordlessly walked in. Sakura observed a kitchen and a small dining table before Naruto brought her into the bedroom, where he gently placed her down on her feet, facing the king-sized bed. He stood behind her, his hands slowly and sensually roaming down her shoulders, down her arms and then up her torso before they cupped her supple breasts. She moaned and leaned back into him, and he growled into her ear, "I want to peel that dress off of you."

She reached her hands back and grabbed his buttocks. "I want to rip that suit off of you," she purred.

Smirking, he unzipped the back of her dress and literally peeled it off, making sure to touch her, well, everywhere. Sakura's body grew hotter with each second of exposure and with each touch, and she swore that her heart would explode from her chest. It didn't matter how many times he touched her, she still longed for it. When the dress dropped to the floor, he helped her step out, before he placed his hands on her hips, pulled her towards him, and kissed her. As he kissed her, his hands drifted to her bum, squeezed it before travelling up her back and unclipping her bra. He trailed kisses down her collarbone, to in between her breasts (where he mischievously licked her, and she grabbed his head and mewled happily). His lips continued their journey down to her belly button, and then he was once again on one knee, his fingers hooking onto her panties, and slowly pulling them down to her feet. She took one step out of the panties at her feet and placed the other foot on Naruto's knee, allowing him to remove it for her. She was now completely naked. He didn't let go of her foot however, and placed a nice long kiss on the inside of her thigh, continuing his trail up her thigh, getting dangerously close to her womanhood. But he never touched it. Damn, he was going to be a tease.

She was now sufficiently wet, and she knew if she were to squat, her lips would part to reveal her wetness to her husband. So, she grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and pulled him to stand up. "My turn," she smiled. She knew that her touch affected him just as much as his affected her. She placed her hands on his shoulders and began to undress him. When her delicate hands reached his orange tie, her fingers tugged at the tie, loosening it a little. Then she lifted it over his head and placed it over her own. The smooth piece of silk travelled between her breasts, down her belly before it stopped, blatantly pointing at the trimmed curls guarding her cunt. She bit her lip and looked up at him teasingly. Good God, the sight of her in nothing but his tie was close enough to make him lose it and take her there and then. But he waited. Because she was always worth the wait.

She unbuttoned his shirt, while kissing him on the lips. She didn't take her time as he did, but threw the garment off the moment it was unbuttoned. He smiled and realised her hurry when she fought with his belt, so he kicked off his shoes and socks before helping her unbuckle the damned thing. Dropping his pants and his boxers, Sakura dropped to her knees and placed her hands on his hardening cock. Sticking out her tongue, she tentatively licked his length and watched in happiness at it grew harder. She kissed the tip and slowly inserted it into her mouth. Naruto groaned and placed his hands on her head, grabbing onto fistfuls of her hair. This only seemed to spur her on as she sucked greedily on his manhood, one hand massaging his balls. When he looked down and found her staring straight into his eyes, he nearly came, but he pulled her up and roughly pushed her onto the bed.

She giggled and spread her legs as he walked to the bed, revealing to him her sopping wet core. He bent down and kissed it, and an electric shock was sent through her body and she mewled impatiently. As he started to lick her, his hands wrapped around the outside of her thighs and her hands shot down again to grab his head. It felt amazing. Naruto was exposed to a variety of noises Sakura could make as his tongue explored every nook and cranny of her leaking core. She gasped when he stabbed his tongue deep within her, and she hissed as he caressed the little pink nub at the top. Feeling mischievous, he inserted his finger into her womanhood, and she cried out as he curled his finger at the right spot and prodded it.

"Naruto," she panted, her thoughts clouded and lust filled. "Please."

"What do you want me to do?" He smirked, licking his lips and climbing over her.

"Naruto," she gritted her teeth. "Please stop teasing me."

He slid the tip of his cock up and down the slit of her wetness, and grinned sardonically when she whimpered. "What do you want me to do?" He repeated.

She pouted and dug her fingernails into his back. "I want you to fuck me-ah!" She cried out as he stuffed his entire length into her, and he grinned at her happy response. Her fingernails were sure to leave marks on his back, but he secretly took pride and pleasure in them. He pulled out slowly before slamming back in again, eliciting another cry of pleasure. Oh how couldn't get enough of this woman. He looked down at the hot mess with a tie beneath him and kissed her. She pulled his head in and kissed him harder, and then he began a slow, yet accelerating, and strong rhythm, rocking his hips against hers as she whimpered and cried out from the pleasure.

"You know," he whispered in between breaths and strokes. "You're honestly the sexiest girl I've ever known." Sakura's breath hitched at this, and her limps involuntarily squeezed him closer. He grinned. He knew he had this effect on her. Whenever they were making love, his words had always turned her on further, and she couldn't help but want him more. By now he had picked up a fast pace and she registered that apart from their slapping skin, she could hear herself cry out in ecstasy.

"Seeing you in my tie."

Another moan.

"Makes me want to devour you."

Another whimper.

"You're so beautiful."

Another cry of happiness.

"I love you."

The walls of her womanhood clamped down on him as her body exploded into a million different sensation and her vision turned white and she called out his name. She gradually came to her senses and realised that she was still clinging tightly to her husband and shaking from her orgasm. The only sound in the room was her rapid panting and his whispers of affection in her ear. Realising that he wasn't finished yet, she slowly untangled herself from his person. His lips curled into a grin and he flipped her onto her hands and knees, and gently trailed the tip of his finger up and down her bare, sweat soaked back. She shivered and her eyes fluttered, threatening to close at the sheer delight that rolled through her body.

"I can never get enough of you," he growled in her ear as he slowly slid the length of his throbbing member back into her. She hummed in happiness and pushed back against him.

"Sakura-chan~~" he called, pounding into her whimpering form. All she could do to respond was moan. He reached forward and squeezed her breasts. Her arms grew weaker as he prodded and teased them, pinching her nipples and tugging at them. Finally, her elbows gave way and her face fell into the pillow, her hips still held in place by Naruto's hands. He relentlessly pounded into her from behind as her hands held on tightly to the sheets and she whimpered and sobbed into the pillow. His release was coming soon, and he knew that hers was as well. Just a little more, he told himself. Just a little more.

Still thrusting unceasingly into her, he leaned forward again, left hand going for her breast while his right hand reached between her legs and rubbed teasingly against her clitoris. Her eyes shot open as a new sensation washed over her. She was now sobbing happily into the mattress, sensing the fire within her burning brighter and hotter.

Suddenly a thousand different things happened together. He pinched her nipple and pressed down on her clitoris while thrusting as hard as he could at the angle he knew would hit her sweet spot. The pillow muffled her scream as the fire within them exploded, making her walls squeeze the life out of him as he emptied himself into her.

They collapsed clumsily into a messy heap on the bed, soaked in sweat and ecstasy and lay there for a long while, allowing their breathings to slow and their bodies to relax. There was a gentle magic in the room that seemed to temporarily eradicate their knowledge of their environment and their memories of home. Nothing mattered but the two of them in their little house in the forest of cherry blossoms.

"That was amazing," Sakura whispered, afraid to break the magic in the room. Naruto smiled and pulled her closer.

"That was just the beginning," he replied. "The night is still young, and we've got the whole week."

Sakura looked up at him from his chest. "I'm looking forward to it," she purred.

...

Sakura was making lunch in the kitchen, dressed in nothing but an apron. It hugged her subtle figure nicely, teasing any audience with the side view of her boobs, and the knot of the string resting on her bum. She hummed happily while frying her food, unconsciously shaking her hips, completely unaware of the predatory eyes that were memorising her every move. A pair of strong arms shot out and grabbed Sakura by the breasts, and Sakura gasped, momentarily stopping her cooking.

"Naruto!" She scolded. "I'm cooking!"

His hands kneaded her breasts diligently, before pinching her nipples. He licked her ear and she could feel her core ache with want.

"Then don't stop," he commanded, continuing his ministrations. She groaned when she felt the length of his rock hard erection rub against her nether lips. Her hands weakly tried to continue stirring the dish in the pan. Naruto had then proceeded to fuck her in the kitchen, his hips rocking against her beautiful bum and his hands touching her everywhere. Needless to say, dinner had been burnt, but being fucked while trying to cook had increased Sakura's appetite for a different sort of sustenance, and her damaged pan was left unattended.

...

Naruto was having a great dream about taking a bath with Sakura in ramen soup, giving her a nice scrub and massage all over her body. However, he slowly was drawn into consciousness as he felt a wet, yet comfortable tugging at his nether regions. Slowly opening his eyes, he reached down to find his wife's head, bobbing up and down his manhood. Realising he had woken up, she greeted him with her bright green eyes and grinned.

"Sorry Naruto," she whispered. "I know you were asleep, but I saw the look on your face, and your cock was so hard I just - mmm!" She rolled her eyes in happiness and returned to her diligent ministrations. Naruto groaned and held her head, his fingers running through her hair. His cock only seemed to grow larger in her mouth, and soon he could feel the back of her throat. Her hums and rhythm was driving him up the wall.

"Naruto," she moaned after a while, crawling on top of him. "I need you." He grinned that foxy grin that made her knees weak.

"Then you shall have me," he growled and pulled her hips down. She gasped as he entered her, and wrapped her arms around his neck, their naked bodies mashed together and their hips rolling against each other. Suddenly, another pair of hands grabbed her hips and Sakura damn near screamed out in alarm. She swung her head back to see...Naruto. A clone. Fuck. She knew where this was going.

"In fact," the clone continued. "You can have as many of me as you like." Naruto pulled out of her just in time for his clone eased into the same spot, returning her to that bliss she so loved.

He pounded into her a little before assessing that his dick was wet enough, and he placed his tip at the entrance of her ass. The knot in her stomach tightened and she felt the nervousness returning to her. Naruto kissed her just as his clone slowly entered her ass, making her groan out at this new sensation. Her fingers tugged and pulled at the sheets beneath her and she cringed - he was way too big for her. After a full minute of kisses and groans, he had finally entered her completely.

The two Narutos continued to shower their wife with kisses and words of affection, and soon she was completely relaxed under the touch of her husband(s?). It was a weird feeling, to be honest, and she wasn't sure she could get used to the feeling, but soon the clone started to move, and all she could do was cling to Naruto and moan out in happiness. Yes, it was a weird feeling, but it was good. A burning sensation ripped through her as he pounded in and out of her ass, and she cried out as she relished in this feeling.

It was as though she was a sleeve of nerves wrapping around his clone's cock, crying out and spilling a never ending stream of her juices out of her core, down her thighs and onto the sheets. Her eyes widened and panic struck her as she felt the tip of Naruto's rock hard erection probe her womanhood. Without a word, he slid right in. Sakura's mouth remained open in a wordless scream and an orgasm spasmed through her body. She felt so full that she was sure she would explode. This was too much for her to take, she was going insane.

However, her husband was far from done, so he started to move. As did his clone.

Sakura screamed loud enough to worry any neighbours they didn't have, while Naruto and his clone did their work on her. Sometimes they alternated in their thrusting, and sometimes they thrusted together, and Sakura lost count of how many times she was sent over the edge. All she could see was white, as she had lost herself to the electric shocks the Narutos were sending through her body.

"I'm cumming," they both whispered together in her ear, and with a final thrust, they released their seed in her. It felt as if fingerprints were imprinted inside of her, and as the waves of her orgasm crashed down on her, sending her to a different world where nothing but ecstasy existed, so she tensed and dug her fingernails into Naruto's shoulders, screaming till kingdom come.

She had no idea how long she had been unconscious, but when she came to, the clone had dissipated, her ass was hurting so much she knew she couldn't walk, and white fluid was leaking out of both her holes. She was still on top of her husband, who was smiling at her.

"Fuckin' stamina freak," she mumbled, leaning forward to kiss him on the lips.

"Hey," he defended himself. "You're the one that woke me up." He slowly rubbed his hands up and down her back, massaging her.

"Mmm," she hummed. "That feels nice."

He kissed her forehead. "You know I love you, right?" But she was already sound asleep, her face in beautiful peace. Still, he smiled to himself, knowing the answer already.

...

Naruto woke up to the sound of someone vomiting in the toilet. He sprung out of bed and was by his wife's side in a flash. Her retching didn't seem to slow as he held her hair and rubbed her back soothingly. After a full minute, she was finally finished, he handed her a glass of water which she gratefully accepted. She had brushed her teeth and washed her face while Naruto watched her with a worried gaze, then the two of them slowly returned to bed, their naked bodies spooning comfortably.

"Sakura-chan?" Naruto asked hesitantly.

"Hmm?" She replied, breathing in his scent. It always calmed her down.

"Are you okay?"

"Well," she shuffled onto her back and her hand glowed green. "Let's find out." Placing her hand on her belly, she was silent for a few minutes while Naruto waited anxiously. "Oh wow," she finally said, retracting her hand with her eyes wide in disbelief.

"What? What is it? What's wrong? Are you sick? Are you ill? Are you-"

"-pregnant." She cut in. Naruto immediately froze and the silence that ensued was full of suspense.

"Pregnant?" He asked quietly at long last.

"Pregnant," she replied nervously. She didn't like this suspense. What if he didn't want the child? But they were married, they were bound to have kids.

"Pregnant!" He shouted happily, pulling her into his arms and hugging her tightly and shaking her around. "You're pregnant! And I'm gonna be a dad! This is the best day of my life!"

Sakura smiled and wiped a tear from her face that had escaped in relief. "I'm glad," she whispered. They lay there in comfortable silence that was sometimes broken by Naruto's giggles of happiness. Finally she looked at him.

"What're you thinking?" She asked him.

He merely grinned at her. "Baby names!"

She laughed in amusement. "Okay, hit me. What've you got?"

"Well," he replied thoughtfully. "If it's a boy, we should name him Shinachiku." She giggled at this until she realised he was being serious.

"Naruto," she said sternly. "We are not naming our child after a ramen ingredient."

"Hey!" He countered indignantly. "It's a very important and special ramen ingredient. Makes any ramen the best in the world!"

"Naruto, no." She held her ground.

"But Sakura-chan-"

"No."

That seemed to end the conversation as he turned his head and started to pout. She found it rather cute, but took pity on him and kissed his cheek.

"Then if it's a girl?" She asked cheekily.

He turned and smiled, bad mood forgotten almost immediately. "Chiharu."

"Chiharu?" She rolled the name on her tongue and admitted that she liked the sound of it. "You do know that's actually a boy's name right?"

"Yeah! But think of what it means," he insisted.

"Yeah," she agreed. "It's a good name."

"Mmhmm," he agreed with another grin.

"Chiharu," she repeated one more time. "A thousand springs."

A/N: Alrighty, y'all, I hope all of you have enjoyed reading this story as much as I have enjoyed writing it. I know sometimes I make a big fuss about reviews, but in all honesty, I've discovered that most writers (myself included) write for themselves, in that they write in order to feel the hope that yes, perhaps things can sometimes turn out alright. We live in a world of fiction because it is the only one we can control, the only one in which the impossible is nonexistent and dreams actually do come true. But where's the fun in that?

To be continued in Ghost