Sakura hummed to herself as she made her way around the Senju compound, smiling as she recalled her interaction with Madara:

"Hmmm, you're by yourself today?" she asked the brooding Uchiha in front of her with an amused smile on her face. Madara groaned.

"The idiot had attended a "clan" meeting but that was about an hour ago," he grumbled as he continued to read through the mountain of paperwork on the desk. Sakura walked over towards him and placed her hands on his shoulders. Madara sighed, visibly relaxing under her touch. He turned and pulled her down towards him, stealing a kiss from her.

"Let me see if I can find him," she said, giggling when he began to nibble on her neck.

"How about I take a little break," he drawled, his hands already rubbing her sides. The door suddenly opened, a shinobi with another stack of paper walking in towards them. They quickly pulled apart as Sakura cleared her throat and began walking off, waving goodbye to the grumbling Uchiha.

Machi was sweeping outside when she saw her.

"Sakura-dear, how lovely it is to see you," she beamed at her. Sakura smiled back, bowing respectfully.

"Machi-san, is Hashirama around?" she asked. Machi smiled and directed her towards the back gardens.

"Arigatou Machi-san!" she said, waving as she made her way towards the garden. As she walked around, she was taken aback by the beauty of the garden with all the different flowers blooming. In the distance, she saw Hashirama on all fours, planting something on the ground.

"Hashirama, are you gardening?" she asked teasingly. Hashirama turned and smiled when he saw her.

"Sakura!" he got up, placing his tools down to quickly run up towards her to pick her up and twirl her around. She squealed, laughing as Hashirama's happiness rubbed off on her. Settling her down, he cupped the back of her head to pull her into a deep kiss. She moaned at the way he expertly moved his mouth against hers, his hand now tangling in her hair to pull her head to the side, angling her head to kiss her even deeper. Sakura gasped when she felt his tongue lick her bottom lip, opening herself up to him as their tongues twined and battled for dominance. After a moment, she broke the kiss to catch her breath. They both stared into each other's eyes as their breathing slowly got back under control.

"I'm so glad to see you," he said, smiling sheepishly as he set her back down on her feet. She smiled back at him.

"What are you doing out here? Madara said you were in a clan meeting?"

"Oh, that, yes I was," he laughed again. Sakura narrowed her eyes at him, the corners of her mouth tilting upwards.

"Well, you see, the meeting ended a little earlier than expected so I came out here to garden. It's something I like to do to get my mind off things," he admitted, his eyes softening as they made their way over to the bush he was working on.

"But why are you doing it by hand? Can't you just grow them in a second with your bloodline trait?" she asked innocently. He smiled as he began to finish setting the soil around the bush he was working on.

"Yes I could, but there's something really calming about doing it the old fashion way," he answered, standing up and dusting himself off.

"Actually, I am very glad you're here. Come, there's something I've been dying to show you," he took hold of her hands and pulled her deeper towards the back of the gardens. When they got closer, Sakura's breath hitched as she saw the blooming cherry blossom tree up ahead of them, the flowers flowing in the wind. Hashirama stopped just a few feet away from the tree before turning around and stepping closer to Sakura. She could feel his body heat emanating from him, and his eyes bored into hers with such an intensity, Sakura couldn't breathe.

"I planted this ever since the first day I met you and have been taking care of it since. I wanted to make sure it bloomed in time for the season," he admitted. "Sakura," he began, taking both of her hands in his. "Ever since you came into my-our lives, everything I've ever dreamt of came true. You were like the light at the end of a very dark tunnel that I thought I would never see the end of. When you came along, I was blown away by your fiery personality. Before I knew it, I'd fallen so deeply in love with you," he confessed, his eyes shining as he spoke. Sakura swallowed past the lump in her throat as her heart began to beat overtime.

"Hashi. I love you too," she said quietly, watching as his face broke into a smile. He stepped towards her and cupped her face as he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then on the tip of her nose before placing a soft kiss on her lips. Sakura sighed into the kiss, feeling like that was where she belonged.

"You love me?" he whispered, pulling back so he could look into her eyes. His eyes are soft, almost searching.

"Yes, I love you. You must know about the others, I've spoken with them,"

"So you already know about our shared agreement. Though, I think we may have done it a bit backwards, hehehe" he laughed awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his head. Sakura rolled her eyes playfully at him.

"Hashi, are you guys really okay with this? I'm worried about what the villagers will say," she said frowning. Hashirama's eyes softened, his hands gently grabbing a hold of her chin to make her look at him.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life. You make me the happiest I've ever been, and if they can't accept that, then I'll be more than happy to step down as Hokage if it means we can openly court you," he declared. Sakura sucked in a harsh breath.

"Please don't step down as Hokage. I can see how much joy it brings you, even if you do try to avoid the paperworks and leave Madara by himself," she said softly, her eyes downcast. His hand that was still on her chin brought her eyes back toward his. He had a soft smile on his face as he searched her face.

"You bring me joy, Sakura," he said firmly, leaning forward to plant a soft kiss on her lips. Sakura melts into him, sagging with relief in his arms. Their kiss started off soft but quickly turned heated. His hands began to roam over her sides towards her lower back while he plunged his tongue into her mouth, squeezing her round bottom before grabbing a hold of the back of her thighs, forcing her to wrap her legs around him as he walked them backwards towards the cherry blossom tree. Setting her down, Sakura shivered at the intensity of Hashirama's gaze on her.

"I want you Sakura," he said, his voice dropping lower. "Take off your clothes, I want to see you," he commanded. Sakura's breath hitched as a spike of arousal bloomed in her core at his commanding tone. Something about the way he was looking at her like she was prey and his sudden commanding presence made her heart begin to beat double time. With a swallow, she slowly unraveled her yukata, baring herself to him as she let it fall and pool around her ankles. She bit her lips as she saw his instant reaction to her nakedness. His nostrils flared as his gaze roamed up and down her form, darkening even more as he took note of her erect nipples. It almost felt like a physical touch the way he was drinking her in. With a groan, he stepped forward to lean down and circle the hard bud of one nipple with his tongue, teasing it with little flicks that made Sakura buck her hips. She tipped her head back as he began to slide his big hands up and down her thighs, hissing when his hands go to her clothed core. She was already so wet, and she could tell from the groan Hashirama let out that he could feel how soaked her panties were.

"You're already so wet for me Sakura," he groaned, biting her neck as he continued to tease her through her soaked panties. Before Sakura could form a response, he was ripping her panties off of her and got down on his knees, putting his face at core level. Sakura whimpered at the sight in front of her, nearly jumping as Hashirama leaned in to kiss her core gently.

Her knees began to buckle and Sakura was sure she wouldn't be able to keep herself up for much longer at the way Hasshirama's tongue flicked at her clit, so when she felt the vines begin to wrap around her wrist and hold her up, she gasped and moaned at the same time when Hashirama chose that moment to insert a finger inside her. Sakura looked down to find Hashirama smirking against her core, his eyes twinkling. She knew she could get herself out of the vines' holds, but something about her being held like this for Hashirama to do what he wants with her has her even more turned on, her juices now sliding down her thighs. She could tell he knew it as well by the way he increased the pressure of his tongue against her folds.

"Hashi!" she screamed, her hips grinding against his face. He ate her out like she was a feast and he's been starving for months. "You taste better than any sake I've ever tasted," he mutters, barely pausing what he's doing so he could speak.

"So…so close," she gasped out, her whole body trembling. He doubles down on his efforts, sucking and plunging his tongue in and out of her that made her cry out in pleasure until she reached her climax. Hashirama didn't stop, helping her ride it out until she was squirming in his hold and whimpering for him to stop as she was overly sensitive. He slowly stood up, his face glistening with her juices. Without his support, Sakura sagged against the vines holding her up. She barely noticed when he began to undress as she recovers from the intense orgasm that had her seeing stars.

"You are so beautiful like this," he said, his voice raspy with need. Sakura's core throbbed with anticipation, even though she just came. Her eyes trailed down his chiseled body, her throat suddenly gone dry as she saw how hard he already was, flushed at the tip and ready to be inside her. She watched with hooded eyes as he stroked himself a few times and then closes the distance between them. She squealed when she felt the vines lift her up, her legs now a few feet off the ground. Hashirama caressed her cheeks, his touch soft and gentle.

"Do you trust me?" he asks. Sakura smiled and nodded.

"If I'm hurting you, just tell me and I'll stop. Yell out vines, three times, and I will immediately stop and let you go, okay?" he says, his eyes boring into hers. Sakura swallowed, her eyes shining with excitement. Hashirama's nostrils flared again, then groaned as he slammed his lips against hers in a bruising kiss. Sakura kisses him back, tasting herself and feeling the vines start to move against her skin, wrapping around her thighs and ankles, pulling and lifting until her arms were tied behind her back and her legs were spread in front of him, her core perfectly in line with his throbbing member.

"So beautiful," he rasped as he walked closer, grabbing a hold of her hips, the vines pulling her legs even wider to accommodate his body in between her legs. In one smooth motion, he drove his member into her aching core. Sakura was already so wet that there was no resistance and he was able to bottom out completely, making her scream with pleasure. The feeling of being suspended in the air while Hashirama set a hard and rough pace had her spiraling towards another orgasm, the angle of how she was suspended and the feel of the vines wrapped tight around her setting off every nerve endings in her body. Each thrust made her breasts bounce and she gasped when she felt the tip of a vine begin to play with her nipple.

"Oh my god," she screamed, unable to hold back the orgasm as the rough texture of the vine along with Hashirama's pounding sent her over the edge.

"Kuso, you're so tight," he hisses, snapping his hips forward so that his hips slapped against her. "Feels so fucking good," he groaned. Sakura could do nothing but moan with every thrust. She rarely ever hears Hashirama curse, but hearing him curse in the throes of passion gives her a boost of pride knowing she was the cause of it. He continued to slam against her, never once letting his pace falter. Hashirama cursed and pounded into her in a staccato rhythm before finally reaching his own release. He slams into her a few more times, filling her up with his seed as he does, staying still until he emptied out.

After catching his breath, he pulled out slowly, causing Sakura to whimper at the loss. He wrapped his arms around Sakura as the vines carefully released her. Gently, he held on to her wrists and began to kiss them, his chakra already healing the forming bruises on her skin. He continued to kiss the areas that the vines wrapped around her, healing along the way. Sakura sighed contently as he cared for her, accepting his kiss as his lips found hers once more. They stayed like that, kissing lazily until they heard the cry of a hawk nearby. Sakura pulled back and giggled when Hashirama tensed and a sweat drop formed on his head.

"I guess I better head back to the tower before Madara loses all of his patience," he says apologetically.

"Yes, I think you're right," she replied, smiling brightly at him.