Because we're all feeling depressed after the SasuSaku and NaruHina news. Even so, I'm still going down with the ship that has obeyed all laws of logic. In order to cheer you all up since I'm in no better state either, here's some fluffy NaruSaku to hopefully brighten up your day. Never give up hope! And never go back on your word! If you ship NaruSaku, you ship it till the very end!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

There was only one person in the entire universe who could reduce her to the pathetic state of a ripened tomato, and that person had to be the one person who brought her into the shinobi world, her mother. Unfortunately for her, her mother also happened to possess the innate ability all mothers had to make their children die from embarrassment. It seemed as though she had been utilising her supernatural abilities more often, now that Sakura had grown into a fine young woman. Take now for instance; Sakura had returned home after another gruelling mission with Team Seven when–

"So have you told Naruto yet?" Came the teasing voice of one Mebuki Haruno from the couch. The kunoichi was sitting with a leg crossed over her thigh and a cup of coffee in her hand, as she watched her daughter pause midway in the lounge room in surprise.

Sakura mechanically turned her head to face her smug mother as she tried overcoming the initial shock of the question. "What?" She spluttered in surprise, her mind becoming frazzled with incoherent thoughts.

Mebuki raised an eyebrow. "Have you told Naruto about your feelings for him yet?" She clarified, seeing as though her pink haired daughter didn't seem to understand. Sakura's mouth hung agape slightly as her brows furrowed in both confusion and stupefaction. How did she know? Her inner asked with a furious blush as she tried keeping a cool facade.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," she tried playing off casually, hoping that her mother would drop the topic. But Mebuki was as stubborn as a mule; after all, she was the one whom Sakura inherited her stubborn personality from.

"You like him don't you? Sakura, I'm your mother, and a woman too. I know these things," She pointed out as she hid a smug smirk. From the way Sakura was acting, her suspicions had been confirmed right. All that was needed now was for her to give the girl a little push in the right direction.

Sakura bit her lip, a surrendered sigh hanging on her lips. Her mother was right, she did indeed possess feelings for her blond haired teammate. After all the times they had spent together and after seeing the sincerity of his feelings, it was becoming a lot harder to deny her own mutual feelings. So, she had decided to give in one day to the overwhelming feelings, and she soon found herself feeling rather regretful that she hadn't acknowledged them sooner. Who knew that being in love with Naruto would feel so great? It wasn't anything like her previous love for Sasuke who always made her feel more antagonised that she felt loved. She appreciated the change in circumstances and the fact that the boy she fell in love with would never do anything to intentionally hurt her.

Mebuki noticed the look of contemplation and resignation on her daughter's face and she couldn't help but let a gentle motherly smile grace her lips. She was just growing up so fast it made her feel so very proud. She was happy for her; after all the pain she had seen the Uchiha boy bring her, Mebuki was thankful that Sakura had met someone like Naruto, someone who loved her unconditionally. It was what she deserved after all. Plus, they would make such cute babies.

"How did you know?" Sakura asked after a moment of silence.

Mebuki's smile turned into a sly smirk, causing Sakura to become wary at her mother's reaction. "You didn't do very well at hiding them Sakura. I noticed that you began talking about Naruto more often and you'd often have a big smile on your face whenever he was mentioned," she answered slyly as Sakura turned a rich shade of scarlet. Was she really that obvious? She couldn't help but ask herself as she bit her lip. Mebuki noticed the look of disbelief on her face as she pieced things together.

"Sakura, I'm not just any other person out there, I'm your mother. You can't hide things like this from me," she reinstated as Sakura jumped at her mother's sudden intrusion.

She sighed in resignation as she dragged her feet to sit with her mom on the couch, considering that it didn't seem as though this conversation would end any time soon. As soon as Sakura had slumped onto the couch, Mebuki began her long inquisition on her daughter's love life. It was most definitely a moment in her young life she'd like to forget.

"How long have you liked him?" She asked interestedly, her eyes brimming with curiosity. From the way she was looking at her right now, Sakura knew she had no chance of escaping and reluctantly decided to answer. Maybe her mom would be able to give her some advice. After all, mothers knew best, right?

"I'm not sure mom. But I think I've liked him for a while now," she answered truthfully. It was true, she really did have no idea when she had started to like Naruto romantically. All she knew was that she was in love with him which was the only thing that mattered.

Mebuki almost frowned. That was nothing to go off by. She needed specifics, like dates, times and any extra information she could get her hands on. If she wanted to get her obviously stubborn daughter to take the initiative, she needed any sort of information which would allow her to formulate a well thought out plan. It was a hidden trait of hers; what many people didn't know was that she herself was a hopeless romantic. She could see herself in Sakura and she could see Naruto in Kizashi, which was one of the main reasons why she believed they would suit each other. And since Kushina wasn't alive anymore, it meant that she had to be the one to bring their children together.

"Then why do you like Naruto?" Mebuki asked bluntly, hoping this question would hit the jackpot.

When Sakura began blushing deeper that she had been before, she knew for certain that she had indeed hit jackpot; which meant that she needed to keep her memory and ears sharp so that she could memorise every single detail her daughter was about to reveal. "I-I don't know mom. He's just Naruto," she stuttered out as nonchalantly as she could. She didn't want to reveal her true thoughts about Naruto, especially to her mother. Who knows how awkward the conversation would get.

This time Mebuki really did frown, as she became irritated with Sakura's bland answer. She really didn't seem to want to tell her anything. It felt as though she were trying to suck out the juice out of a lemon now, except now she had to squeeze extra hard to get the juice out.

"Sakura, just tell me. We're mother and daughter aren't we? So isn't it normal to talk about things like these?" She pointed out cleverly.

Sakura reluctantly nodded. That was true. It was usually the mother whom daughters would go to for advice, especially advice concerning the heart. Maybe it was because of their experience or maybe it was because of their high standards that you can't help but want them to approve of your lover.

"Okay mom fine. I like Naruto because he makes me feel good. Naruto makes me feel as though I'm really the person he envisions me to be. He says I'm beautiful, smart and kind, and by hearing it from him I can't help but believe it also. He makes me feel beautiful, even though I think there are other girls more beautiful than me. I already know I'm smart because he's just such an idiot sometimes that it's hard to believe he comes up with all these unpredictable battle strategies," she rambled fondly, not noticing the way Mebuki's lips began to curve upward in joy.

"It doesn't have to do with why I like him anymore. I treated him so horribly in the past that there isn't a time that I just want to turn back time and fix everything. And every time I want to apologise for the hardships I've put him through, he always stops me midway, saying stupid stuff like how he doesn't blame me and how it's all okay. Sometimes I just wished that Naruto would let me lend him a shoulder for once. He's always saving me and making me feel better that I want to do the same thing for him. I want to save him and I want to protect him too. I want to become someone he can trust with his whole heart and become his biggest supporter.

"I just wished that idiot would stop with the strong act and let down his defences sometimes. He doesn't have to be strong for me or for any of us. He's human just like us and he's not carrying the whole world on his shoulders but he thinks he does. Naruto's still burdened by that promise I made to him when I was still fawning over Sasuke-kun that I can't help but feel guilty all the time. I've said to him that it's okay and that he doesn't have to fulfil the promise we made but that idiot never goes back on his word. It's his ninja way isn't it? But even though he's stupid and reckless and just such an idiot sometimes, I love him.

"I love the way he calls just me 'Sakura-chan' and he says it so fondly that I can hear the love in his voice. I love the way he gets a big goofy grin on his face when I offer to feed him or if I do something nice for him. I love my effect on him because sometimes, I just can't believe that someone would react that way just because of me. I didn't think I was that special to someone that they would make such reactions but I guessed wrong because apparently Naruto feels that way. I regret not returning his feelings back sooner mom. There's just so many things I wished I could change so that I'd end up falling for Naruto first instead of Sasuke-kun," Sakura finished, deep feelings of regret and sorrow painting her face.

Mebuki looked at her daughter consolingly. She was overjoyed when she heard off all the things Naruto had done for her but seeing Sakura so down in the dumps because of all the regrets consumed her. No one could fight fate, nor could they fight love. It just so happened that maybe Sakura was supposed to fall for Sasuke first so that when she finally fell for Naruto, she would have realised the change in their dynamics and how well they truly fit.

She placed a comforting hand on Sakura's shoulder as she drew the girl in for a hug, gently patting her on the back as she felt Sakura's tears fall. She whispered words of comfort, rocking her back in forth as she poured all her motherly love in one small hug. "Shh, Sakura. There's no need to be sad about anything. Just be glad that you met Naruto in the first place. After all, could you imagine your life without him?"

Sakura looked up into the gentle face of her mother, her eyes red and slightly puffy from the tears. She shook her head earnestly; she honestly could not imagine a life without Naruto. It would feel so empty and incomplete, like she wouldn't feel happy anymore. He taught her so much and gave her so much warmth that she was eternally grateful for his existence in her life.

"Exactly Sakura. The past may have happened but look to the future and to the present. They haven't happened yet so do everything you can now so that you won't live with regrets later," she advised wisely. Sakura nodded weakly, understanding her mother's words and wanting to heed her advice.

Seeing as though Sakura was still feeling a little saddened, Mebuki decided to lighten the mood by popping another sly question that was sure to make her blush. "So are you going to tell him yet? I can't wait forever Sakura. I'm growing old and I still haven't gotten my three grandchildren yet."

As expected, Sakura blushed a deep shade of red as soon as she was able to process her mother's words. Grandchildren? Just the very thought of having children with Naruto made her blush into the next century. She couldn't help the fuzzy feeling that was building up in her stomach.

"Mom!" Sakura complained, pulling away from her arms and looking away in embarrassment. Mebuki chuckled at her daughter's antics, glad to see her back to normal.

"But seriously Sakura. Are you going to tell him of your feelings yet? You better do something soon. I know that a certain Hyuga has her eyes set on him too," Mebuki remarked slyly, nudging her daughter teasingly.

The pink haired kunoichi pouted. She was fully aware of Hinata's feelings for Naruto and couldn't help but feel a little jealous and disheartened. Maybe Naruto did deserve someone like Hinata, but the selfish desires within her argued no. Naruto has wanted her from the very beginning that it was only fair that she gave him what he wanted. Though, she better be quick about it because who knows what could happen.

"Okay fine mom. I'll tell him now," she said resolutely, a determined look flashing through her eyes. Mebuki smiled proudly, happy that she was finally getting a move on. As Sakura made her way to out on her shoes again, Mebuki could help but call out, "Don't beat around the bush this time Sakura. Remember the grandchildren!"

"So you didn't bring me out here to treat me to ramen?" The nine tails jinchuuriki asked his pink haired companion. They were standing on the bridge where they would normally gather as Team Seven but this time it was only the two of them alone.

Sakura had immediately set off to finding Naruto after the little chat she had with her mother and after she had come to her resolution. She was determined more than ever to tell the blond about her mutual feelings for him and how she'd like to move into the next step of their relationship. Of course these things couldn't happen if she couldn't find him first so she took the liberty of going to Ichiraku's first in hopes of finding the boy she was looking for.

Strangely enough, he was not there as opposed to how he usually was after they finished a mission. Slightly surprised but not deterred, Sakura decided to go straight to his home where she was positive he would be. As she confirmed her suspicions, the medic nin caught sight of him just as he was about to close the front door.

Running as fast as she could, Sakura was able to stop the door from closing with her foot, surprising Naruto at the sudden intrusion. When he first realised that it was her who had stopped his door from closing, the reaction plastered on his face was priceless. His eyeballs had literally bulged out of their eye sockets as his mouth hung open like a gaping fish, his fingers pointing at her in shock.

"S-S-Sakura-chan! What are you–"

Before he could continue his shout of surprise, Sakura had taken him by the wrist and literally dragged him out of his home, causing him to stumble after her as he tried steadying himself and keeping up with her brisk walking. Wherever she was taking him, he only hoped that they were alone this time. He really didn't want to have Kakashi-sensei or Sai or Sasuke raining on his parade.

Soon enough they had reached their destination in which the first thing Naruto could blurt out was ramen. Of course being Naruto, this was a natural occurrence for him however Sakura was not in the mood right now for his idiotic antics. This situation was so extremely important that she could not afford to stuff it up.

But Naruto didn't seem to understand that because after she had said 'No' twice to the idea of ramen, he brought it back up again. Was it just her, or was Naruto just that obsessed with ramen? Or maybe she had just dragged him out on an empty stomach and she was now receiving the consequences for it.

"For the last time Naruto, no. Did I even mention ramen at all when I dragged you here?" Sakura refuted exasperatedly, resisting the temptation to punch him in the face.

He grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck in an embarrassed manner. "Sorry Sakura-chan. It's just that I haven't eaten yet so I'm a bit hungry," he explained before a loud rumbling sound came from the depths of his stomach.

Sakura couldn't help but lightly smile at his antics; even though he was such a goofball sometimes, it was what made him Naruto, and she liked him for being Naruto. "Sorry about that Naruto. I promise I'll treat you after I tell you something," Sakura began, immediately capturing his attention.

She seemed so shy all of a sudden as she kept looking down, avoiding eye contact and her eyes focused on her shoes. What had reduced his Sakura-chan to such a state he couldn't help but wonder. It was slightly worrying him though. Whenever she acted like this, something was always wrong, and it either concerned him or Sasuke.

"What is it Sakura-chan?" He asked curiously, patiently waiting for a reply.

It was then that Sakura looked up to meet his gaze, a light pink blush staining her cheeks. She averted her emerald eyes from him but that didn't stop Naruto from admiring her blushing face. Whenever she blushed, he couldn't help but become speechless at how much prettier she looked, though she was always pretty. It was rare for him to see her blush for him. Usually she blushed for Sasuke, so what could this mean?

Before Naruto had a chance to respond, Sakura couldn't take the pressure anymore with her mother's words echoing in her brain. Her preoccupation with repeating the same phrase her mother had said caused her to unintentionally blurt out, "My mom wants grandchildren!"

When she had finally comprehended what she had said, Sakura slapped two palms to her mouth as she looked away in embarrassment, her cheeks flaming furiously. She could not believe she had just blurted such a thing out. What would Naruto think of her? Maybe he'd think she was some sort of pervert because of that perverted mind of his. The medic nin felt as though she would die from embarrassment any minute now and desperately hoped to run away and hide in a corner. Though her body wouldn't respond to her mind's signal as she stayed glued to the spot, waiting for Naruto's reaction.

To say Naruto was just shocked was an understatement. He was feeling a flurry of emotions, ranging from stupefaction to joy to doubt and finally to downright confusion. Why was Sakura-chan telling him this? Was she trying to insinuate something? Though he didn't want to keep his hopes up, thinking that her words were concerning Sasuke instead of him. After all, Sasuke was the one she loved, right?

"I-I didn't mean to say that! I-I just I don't know what came over me and well, please forget I ever said anything okay," Sakura finally sputtered out, seeing as though Naruto wasn't responding anytime soon. She didn't want to see his disgusted face nor his accusatory stares. It was better that she took the lead and covered it up so that he didn't have to worry.

Naruto shook his head however, "I can't forget that Sakura-chan. I remember everything you say to me so I can't forget so easily."

She bit her lip. Trust Naruto to do something like that. It was part of his nature when it came to topics regarding her.

"So uh, what did you mean by your mom wanting to have grandchildren?" Naruto brought up again, this time sporting his own light pink blush. Just talking about babies with Sakura made him feel a little giddy inside.

Sakura blushed, looking away again as she tried searching for a suitable response. Her mind reeled for answers until she gave up searching, deciding to just tell him the truth in order to make things easier for herself. "Just like what I said, she wants grandchildren. She wants three to be exact," she replied in her best nonchalant tone.

"Three huh? That's quite a bit of grandkids," he remarked offhandedly, his mind flourishing with thoughts of having three kids with Sakura. One would inherit his hair, the other her eyes and the youngest his brashness.

She silently nodded in agreement. Three kids? She didn't even think she'd be able to get one at this rate. "Yeah, she's always wanted a lot, though three isn't that many compared to five."

"Yeah, five kids would be a little too much," though he really wouldn't mind.

An awkward silence passed as Sakura became flurried with her frazzled thoughts and Naruto became absorbed with his wild imagination. "But why are you telling me this Sakura-chan?" He finally asked after collecting his thoughts.

Sakura averted her gaze away from him, biting her lip in contemplation. What should he tell him? The truth? Well it was now or never, wasn't it?

With a deep breath, she faced Naruto head on, her emerald eyes locking into his sapphire ones. "Because the father my mom wants for her grandchildren is you," she confessed sincerely, "and I want you as the father too."

The light pink on her cheeks became more prominent as she gazed into the eyes of the man she loved, trying to pour all her sincerity and love into one gaze. Sakura kept her eyes locked on him as she made a move to step closer, boldly pulling his shirt toward her. Before Naruto could fully comprehend the situation, he felt a pair of soft lips pressing on his own, trying to communicate a flurry of love, sincerity and warmth within one small kiss.

He closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of Sakura's lips on his after taking almost half a minute to finally realise what was happening. Sakura-chan, the girl he has had a crush on for most of his life was now kissing him out of her own accord. His beloved Sakura-chan was finally reciprocating his own romantic feelings.

Sakura never knew that Naruto's lips were that soft; she had always thought that they would be a little chapped since he ate ramen all day and was always out in the hot sun. But as she expected, she felt a warm and fuzzy feeling in the pit of stomach that was growing as it flooded into her whole entire being. Kissing Naruto was a dream come true and she couldn't be happier.

When they finally pulled away, Naruto had a dazed look on his face as Sakura lightly giggled at him, beaming in pride at her effect on him. Her influence was really that strong it seemed. The pink haired kunoichi pressed a finger to her lips, remembering the feeling of Naruto's lips on hers. He tasted like ramen even though he hadn't eaten yet; it showed just how much he ate on a daily basis.

He finally overcame his dazed state as he looked at her in surprise, the kiss and her confession still fresh in his mind. "Sakura-chan... That was–"

She placed a finger on his lips. "Shh, you don't have to say anything Naruto. I know already," she said brightly, a loving smile gracing her lips. Naruto's mouth quirked into a goofy smile of his own as he gazed down at her with warmth.

"I'm your girlfriend now so don't even bother asking," Sakura interjected when she had pulled her finger away. The boy was beginning to form some words she thought she could have predicted.

Naruto shook his head, a playful smile playing on his lips. "I wasn't going to ask about that Sakura-chan. I was going to ask you about the thing you said about wanting me to be the father of your kids," he said slyly, watching the girl blush furiously at his words. He felt overjoyed that he could finally evoke some of the reactions Sasuke used to be able to trigger except this time, the feelings behind them were stronger than before.

"What about it?" She asked, trying to play it cool.

His smirk grew wider. "When do we start?"

Before he knew it, he was being punched backwards by an incredible force into the direction of some trees. His back hit the tree trunk as he slid down, rubbing his face to massage the oncoming bruise.

Sakura looked both irritated and embarrassed as she dusted off her fists, walking into the direction of the blond. "You idiot!" She seethed when she was in hearing range as Naruto looked up to gaze into her eyes.

"I didn't mean it like that Sakura-chan! I was just trying to ask when you want the kids. After marriage? Or when we're dating?"

This popped a vein in the side of her neck as she cracked her knuckles. "You're still insinuating the same things you idiot!"

"But you're the one who mentioned kids in the first place Sakura-chan!" He protested, inching back further into the trunk.

Sakura had the decency to blush, but not before punching Naruto through another fifty odd trees.

Mebuki sighed in the distance, having spied on the two after Sakura went out. Though she had successfully gotten the two together, it seemed that getting the grandchildren she'd always wanted would take another decade or so.

"But I'm growing old."