Mizura

If you can even pimp SasuSaku fanarts around here, I'm sure you don't mind if I actually pimp a NaruSaku artist!

Whenever I look around, I Still find NaruSaku fans who don't know of Innera. She doesn't seem to be mentioned much around here either.

Blasphemy! So go check out her gallery:

http://innera.deviantart.com

Also note that Lovely little request list where there are 3 NaruSaku requests and one already completed. Joy! The list is closed for now, but she might open another one again when she finishes this one.

So go stalk her to make sure to get another NaruSaku request into any new request lists! *gets bricked*

... so since we're on this topic, who are your other favorite NaruSaku artists? ^^

Spur of the moment thing I just typed up.

Nothing explicit, but Does imply quite a lot. Ahem. Naruto and Sakura are older by the way.

Let me just dedicate this to Smiter, yeah. Enjoy? ^^

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Naruto woke up to the feel of a hundred Sakuras using his head as a punching bag. Despite all the regenerative powers that Kyuubi granted the blond boy, it seems that curing the effects of hangovers was not among his blessings.

Sometimes, Naruto suspects that Kyuubi is perfectly capable of curing the hangovers. There were no reasons it couldn't, but it apparently chose not to.

Somewhere at the back of this head, Naruto thought he heard Kyuubi laughing.

Letting out a groan, he shook his head in an attempt to clear the haze, while wondering just what it was that the Kyuubi found so funny this time. As he set down his hand to support himself though, he suddenly froze.

His hand touched something warm, and very soft. His gaze wondered over to the normally empty space besides him. His breath stopped.

Her soft pink hair cascaded down her side. Over the years, she had grown her hair back a bit, but not much. One strand fell down, hanging dangerously close to her full, pink links. Her breathing was soft, but underneath the bedsheets were muscles honed by years of shinobi training. He couldn't help but admire those muscles.

But most amazing of all was the peaceful look on her face. She wore a barely perceptible smile, that made her look angelic, unlike the strong-willed ferocious girl that normally spent the days with him. Yet at the same time, there was a tiny hint of a smirk that so reminded him of the mischievous girl he fell in love with.

Snapping to his senses, suddenly feeling not so drunk, he quickly checked himself, covering himself when it was confirmed that he was indeed, naked under the sheets.

Sakura looked so beautiful, sleeping by his side. She smelled good too.

He was so dead.

Naruto panicked, and started pinching himself multiple times in an attempt to convince himself that it was a dream. Not convinced by the unmistakable feeling of pain, he decided to start slapping himself instead, mumbling under his breath that he should stop making nasty dreams about Sakura-chan and that he should wake up. Sakura-chan would be so angry if she ever found out about such nasty thoughts. She was a lady!

He was so pre-occupied in his actions that he didn't notice the lithe body stirring besides him, until said lithe body put a hand on his shoulder.

Startled by the action, Naruto moved as far away onto the edge of the bed as possible, and in his haste, dropped off the edge, leaving him effectively exposed until he quickly grab part of the sheets to cover himself.

"Oomph!"

He looked up to see slightly worried green eyes.

He blinked, thinking that those eye briefly shifted to his *ahem* more private though covered parts, before settling on his face again. It must have been his imagination. Yeah.

"Naruto, what's wrong?"

Naruto started panicking, though his eyes never left the deep green orbs. He never could read them.

Over the years he had developed a really close friendship with Sakura, and although he still pined for more, he treasured what he had so much that he didn't dare risk ruining what they already had.

More than Sakura's wrath (that was sure to come), he feared that she might never trust him again. All because of one stupid night. Sakura spoke first.

"Do you... regret it?"

He had expected her to hit him or to yell at him, or (even worse) start crying, but he didn't expect That. He froze.

She clutched the fabric of the sheets closer to her, looking vulnerable, then spoke again. She was direct, yet there was no mistaking the slight tremble in her voice.

"Do you regret sleeping with me?"

"I... it's not that Sakura-chan! Of course I'm happy that I slept with you! I mean, uh, ah, we were drunk and..."

Her countenance suddenly hardened. Her voice was steadier, but the hands holding up the sheets trembled slightly.

"So you do think it's a mistake."

"No! It's not that at all!" Stupid Naruto. Stupid. He sighed.

"I'm sorry Sakura-chan... This is all my fault. I've always liked you, you know that. But I feel like such a fool for taking advantage of you when you were drunk..."

Sakura's eyes widened, suddenly realizing where he was going to.

"I never wanted to hurt you."

She felt a pang in her heart. Even though she could always see that Naruto wanted her and wished for more intimate contact, he never, ever forced himself upon her. Despite all the times they spent time together, he wouldn't so much as touch her without her permission. Yet she could always see the disappointment in his eyes when she came teasingly close to him, only to leave.

Naruto was still half-sprawled out on the floor, covered by nothing but part of the bedsheet. He was looking down dejectedly. Sakura sighed and let out a smile.

"Get up here Naruto. You'll freeze on the floor."

Naruto seemed visibly confused, but quickly complied as told, staying at the corner of the bed to avoid accidentally touching that luscious skin of hers (bad Naruto, bad!).

"Naruto, I wasn't drunk."

Naruto gapped.

"So I didn't ah... takeadvantageofyou?"

Sakura giggled and scooted closer to him.

"What, you think you topped?"

Her smile seemed to grow as Naruto widened his eyes in realization, suddenly remember part of the events of the previous night.


Naruto was feeling especially confident tonight. It must have been the alcohol, oh yes. Sakura-chan was also being more intimate than usual. She even let him put his arm around her! Her fiiine, well-toned muscles were feeling good beneath his...

Whoa, he was getting ahead of himself.

Still, he was feeling awefully confident. Then he had a bright idea! The brightest of bright ideas! He'd invite Sakura-chan to his newly redecorated home and seduce her! Oh yeah! Naruto, you're the man!

"Hey Sakura-chan! Would you like to come over to my house?"

"Sure, why not?"

One thing led to another, and before he knew it, they were both on top of his bed.

He was already completely naked. Sakura was seated across him, and finally let loose the final piece of her clothes. He panicked.

Even in his half-drunken state, Naruto could still think. And suddenly, he thought that this wasn't such a bright idea after all.

"A-ah... Sakura-chan, maybe we shouldn't be doing this."

"What are you talking about Naruto? This was your idea. Take responsibility!"

"Yeah, but..."

Sakura then gave him a Look, that suddenly made him gulp. Suddenly the full realization of the presence of a very, very pretty and very, very naked Sakura-chan across him hit him in full force. He was starting to feel very hot. He gapped at her.

"So are you just going to stare, or do I have to do everything myself?"

He gapped some more. "Huh?"

Sakura just sighed. "Nevermind." Incoming deep green eyes and perfect firm breasts! Wah... WAIT!

"Well you'd better be ready now."


Naruto's eyes widened at the memory.

"S-so, if I'm not the one who took advantage of you, that means that you're the one who..."

"Hey! Watch what you're saying! Besides, that Was your idea."

Watching Sakura pout, he decided to shut up. Besides, the idea that Sakura would... to him... He snapped back to his senses.

"Uh... Sakura-chan, since it was your first time (I think?)... did I uh... hurt you?"

He watched dumbly as Sakura erupted into a fit of laughter, her breasts beneath the sheet moving up and...

"Naruto, I'm a shinobi. Compared to that, this is nothing. And with all those fights it broke a long time ago."

Naruto just dumbly voiced an "oh."

A moment of silence. He gave her a side glance. She was grinning right back at him. He felt himself blush.

"Uh... um... was I...," he coughed once. "Was I g... good?"

Sakura just laughed again, and before he knew it she was on top of him again (whoa, she feels so g... must keep head straight).

Sakura looked pensive as she examined him. Naruto couldn't help but feel vulnerable as she examined him. What if he didn't live up to expectations? What if she's disappointed now that it's daylight and she could see his every flaws? What it he's too small! What if his ah... "jewels" weren't symmetrical? What if...

In the meantime, Sakura's expert medical mind was noting what a fiiiine specimen Naruto had grown into. Hell yeah! She looked around the room.

"Hmm, there's only one of you this time. But since you're actually sober now, you should be able to compensate!"

Wait. Only one? Just what the hell did he do last night?

Naruto's thoughts were interrupted as the Very well-toned kunoichi pressed up against him, and he suddenly felt Very distracted.

For what happens next, use your imagination. Ahem.


Several days later.

"So, you and Naruto finally did it?"

Sakura grinned. "Wouldn't You like to know."

Her best friend pouted. "Aww, come on. Tell me what he's like! Or do you have trouble keeping up with all that stamina of his? And those Kage Bunshins! I wonder if he's as creative in bed as he is on the field." She sighed dreamily.

If possible, Sakura's grin grew even wider. "Oh yes he is. But I've got a few of my own tricks up my sleeves."

Ino was suddenly very curious to know what her childhood friend could have come up with to match the stamina machine. "So what is it? Tell me!"

"Hmm... come closer." Ino leaned it. "It involves chakra control, aaaaand... it's a secret." Ino nearly fell over.

"That's mean Forehead-girl! And I thought you'd actually know something worthwhile for once!"

Sakura twitched. "Are you saying that I don't know anything worth teaching you, Ino pig?"

"Forehead girl!"

"Ino pig!"


Elsewhere, Naruto sneezed. Shikamaru handed him a handkerchief, and Naruto mumbled a "thank you."

Shikamaru peeked at him. "Are you really with that troublesome woman?"

"Yeah... but you know, Sakura-chan's not all that bad."

Shikamaru looked at him as though he's crazy.

"I'm serious! And I've heard this saying somewhere. That even the toughest woman is uh... is uh..."

"Is tender to the man she loves?"

"That's not exactly it, but I guess that works."

Shikamaru sighs. How troublesome. But at the same time, he couldn't help but understand.

The end.

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Cookies if you can find the parts inspired by Sharingank's drabbles!