A/N: I would like to thank everyone that reviewed the last chapter as well as everyone that added this story to their favourites and follows.

Naru pulled herself up to the ledge of the roof and took a seat on top of the roof top. It was lunch time now, which meant all her students were too busy playing around while the other teachers were busy planning their school test. Hibari was too busy patrolling for him to come demand a fight, which meant it had been the perfect time to practice her chakra control by climbing the walls of the school.

She pulled out a scroll from her pocket, nipped her finger and allowed blood to drip into the seal of her scroll, releasing the binoculars that she brought recently. Placing the binoculars on her eyes, Naru scanned the playground, watching the students smile and laugh with their friends. Were the children in her village this carefree? Were the children that seen the war able to keep smiling? She doubted it but the blonde couldn't help but hope this was the case.

It might be a long time before she go back home but Naru wanted the kids in her village to keep smiling.

Her smile faded when she noticed the pale look on Tsuna's face and how wobbly his body was. Had he been feeling sick earlier? Why hadn't he said anything to her? He did know she wouldn't mind if he went back home if he was sick right? She tilted her head and kept her eyes fixed on the dizzy boy. If he came to her class, looking this sick then there was no way she was going to keep him in class.

"What are you doing, Naru-san?"

Naru blinked her eyes and twisted her head to look at the source of the voice. She curled her lips when she saw it was just one of her messenger toads, who had already dropped her newest letter next to her. She must be really worried for her student if she didn't hear the toad appearing.

"Watching one of my students," Naru answered, pointing to the brown-haired boy, who was now talking to Reborn. "How was Sakura's reaction to my letter?"

"I didn't stick around to see it," the toad replied, giving her a pointed look. "I don't need to read your letter to know that you must have written something to make her angry because you wouldn't ask if it was something good. Why don't you just go back to the village? Everyone misses you."

"I'm not ready," Naru admitted. "Did you see Sasuke when you deliver the letter?"

"The bastard? Yup, he looked put out that you haven't sent a letter to him," the toad replied. "Which makes no sense since he put you through hell. He doesn't deserve to know what is going on in your life, not when he nearly killed you."

"You don't keep a filter do you? He has some right to know what is going on in my life…he's my friend," The toad just gave her a pointed look, which made the blonde sigh. She wasn't lying, Sasuke was her friend and he deserved to know what was going on in her life but she just didn't know what to write to him. Did she tell him about her journey? Because he didn't tell her anything.

He might be angry with her for not telling him that she left the country.

Naru curled her lips into a smile when she heard the sound of familiar footsteps coming towards her. She could see her summon looking at her in confusion, probably not knowing why she was smiling when the topic they were discussing wasn't a happy one.

"You have a talking pet now, Naru?"

"Kiyoshi is one of my summon and my friend, Reborn," Naru answered, turning her head to look at the hitman, who took a seat beside her. "He ain't a pet."

"But you aren't denying he can talk," Reborn said, flickering his eyes at the summoned toad, who now had his eyes fixed on her friend, and then to her. The toad flickered his eyes at her and then to the hitman before looking at her with confusion. Right. She hadn't told any of the toads about her strange friendship with Reborn or that he knew she was a ninja.

"This toad can speak for himself," Kiyoshi said, drawing Reborn's eyes fixed on him. "Who is the rude bastard, Naru?"

"I'm Naru's friend," Reborn said, saying it with a tone that the blonde knew implied they were more then friends. Kiyoshi looked at her with accusation, causing the blonde to shake her head and lightly punched the hitman on the shoulder, causing him to wince. "What was that for, Naru? I'm not lying am I."

"The way you said makes it seem like we're sleeping together and we are not," Naru stated, rolling her eyes at the hitman. "He's one of my friends, Kiyoshi."

"Just a friend? You're not sleeping with him, are you? Because if you are then Gamakichi is going to need to approve of this guy," Kiyoshi said, narrowing his eyes at the hitman. "He looks like a player, Naru."

"That is because he is one, Kiyoshi," Naru answered, earning a snort from her friend.

"That hurts my feelings."

"For it to hurt your feelings means you actually give a damn about my opinion and we both know that it isn't the case," Naru retorted, earning a shrug from the said man. The blonde didn't notice how the toad had a thoughtful look in his eyes because if she did then she would destroy any conclusion Kiyoshi was forming. "Anyways, what is wrong with Tsuna? He didn't look sick during homeroom."

"He's experiencing the side effect from being shot 10 times in the head with the dying-will-bullet," Reborn answered casually and the blonde hated how he was talking about her student's well being like they were talking about the weather.

"What side effect? And is it dangerous?"

"It has the potential of killing him if that is what you are wondering about," he admitted, curling his lips into a smirk when the blonde curled her lips into a fist. "Though not in the way that you're thinking in."

"How the hell can you be calm when talking about Tsuna dying? Don't you give a damn about the fact he might be dying?" Naru yelled, standing up from her spot on the roof. "Why isn't he going to the hospital? And why the hell didn't you tell me about this? I'm his teacher and I deserve to know these things."

"The hospital wouldn't be able to cure his disease," Reborn said, pulling her down to her seat. "And I'm calm because I expected this to happen so I called a friend to cure it. Of course, Tsuna doesn't know that…and you won't tell him about it."

"Tell me you didn't tell him that it was an incurable disease."

"I didn't tell him it was an incurable disease."

"You're an ass, you know that? What the hell were you thinking when you told him this? You, of all people, should know just how much he panics! Is it that funny for you to see him to be scared?" Naru yelled, clenching her hands into a fist.

Reborn opened his mouth to answer her but the blonde just whacked him in the head before rushing off to find her sick student. Seriously, why the hell was she friends with an asshole like this? When she was just thinking he was a good guy, the asshole did something to prove her wrong. How the hell could he think it was ok to tell a fourteen-year-old boy that he was dying and not tell him that he called in some help?

One of these days, she was going to get the hitman's head checked.

"If you want to date Naru then you shouldn't say something like that."

And she might also need to make it clear to the toad that they weren't together.

"Uzumaki-sensei, w-what are you doing here?"

Tsuna couldn't stop himself from asking this question when he saw his Math teacher standing in front of his house with an unhappy face. Was she angry he skipped class? But his sensei wouldn't have come during the school hour, she would have come after school. Was she here to see Reborn? Tsuna wasn't going to lie if he said he didn't understand the strange friendship his tutor and teacher had.

"Reborn told me everything."

Shit, she knew about the sickness. Did she know just how bad this sickness was? Well, she wasn't here when Reborn discovered he only tried his best in Math test because he really liked how Uzuamki-sensei would give him a smile and how she made him feel special. The black-eyed tutor hadn't really looked amused to hear this, in fact, Tsuna would dare say that the hitman looked tempted to hurt him even more.

"I skip school on the days when I'm suppose to get shots!"

God damnit, not that secret!

"Did that skull just speak?" Uzumaki-sensei said, blinking her eyes.

He opened his mouth to deny it but before the words could form from his mouth, his sensei grabbed hold of his hand and stared at the skulls decorating his arm. He wanted to tell her that it was a temporary tattoo but Tsuna knew his teacher well. She didn't believe Reborn when he lied so how would she believe him if he lied? His sensei always seemed to know when he was lying.

"It tells all my secrets and my shame or that is what Reborn tells me," Tsuna admitted reluctantly.

"Well it is embarrassing but it isn't a secret," Uzumaki-sensei stated, giving him a smile. "I figure out that secret when I notice your attendance has three basic patterns. It isn't the worse secret to have."

"I never got a 100 on my test."

"Me too," Uzumaki-sensei informed him, giving him a knowing look. "It isn't embarrassing…it's normal. I was a terrible student when I was in school, in fact the lowest grade I got had been 20 percent. I don't think it is shameful and it isn't a secret."

"Uzumaki-sensei, I really don't want to die with all my secrets being exposed," Tsuna said, gesturing for his teacher to come inside. He turned his body to look at his teacher, who had a smile on her face that told him she thought it wasn't the worse way for him to die. In fact looking at Uzumaki-sensei closely, he could see some sadness in her eyes but he didn't know if she was sad about the messed up situation he was in.

"I thought you wouldn't want to die before you confess to Sasagawa-chan again," Uzumaki-sensei admitted, picking up one of his baby photos. She put down the photo and smiled brightly but Tsuna knew from experience now that wasn't her real smile. It wasn't that warm and subtle happy smile she always gave him and occasionally gave Reborn. No, this was the smile she gave to the new science teacher who was always pushing himself onto her. "I think I wouldn't want to die before confessing my love to someone…life is short. I would want them to know that I loved them."

"But what if they don't accept it? What if it hurts? I don't think I can handle it."

His blond-haired teacher's smile faded and there was a dazed off look in her eyes. What was she remembering? Tsuna asked himself as he put his fingers into his ears, hoping to ignore the skull's next words. It must be something sad or maybe even painful because the presence around his teacher felt heavy. He slid his fingers off his ear when she opened her mouth again.

"Then you cry and force yourself to move on," the blue-eyed woman answered, ruffling his hair. "You remind yourself that you have a life outside of them. You will remember you have a loving family and you will tell yourself that at least you know. It is better to know then never to know."

"Was there someone that you like, Uzumaki-sensei?"

"I liked someone but I don't know if I truly loved them or whether I loved what they represent," Tsuna furrowed his eyebrows, earning a smile from his teacher. "Love is very messy Tsuna and it gets even more messy when you get older. There is someone that I loved but till now I don't know if it is love or if it is me thinking that is what love is."

"What do you mean?"

"Love should not be one person giving everything," his teacher explained. "It shouldn't make you cry from the pain or question everything about yourself. Love isn't hurting someone you love. You should long to see that person…and I haven't long for him in a long time. Maybe I deluded myself in thinking that I loved him because he recognized me."

"There must be more to that, Uzumaki-sensei!"

"He made me want to be a stronger person," Tsuna blinked his eyes and his teacher smiled. "He can be protective but hide it so well that you always have to read his actions. He wasn't the best person when it came to cheering people up or telling them how he feels. It's hard for him but it is obvious at times. You just have to read the signs."

"Wouldn't it be easier if he just tell you how he feels?"

Uzumaki-sensei smiled. "It would be but showing emotions is very hard for that man. He is scared to show he cares because most of the time, he ended up hurting. He thought if he didn't get close to anyone then he won't ever get hurt but it also means you have to figure out what he feels. Out of everyone in my home, I was probably the only one who could read him properly, which annoyed him because he knew damn well that I don't believe his bullshit."

Tsuna didn't miss the fondness in her voice or the lingering sadness in her eyes when she spoke of the man that she thought she was in love with. For a brief moment, he wondered how Reborn felt about this. His tutor from hell cared for his teacher, anyone with eyes could see how much the hitman cared for the blond-haired woman. God damn it, Reborn spent most of his time with her when he wasn't torturing him.

His tutor had to have some sort of feeling for his maths teacher because why else would he spend so much time with her.

"Uzumak-sensei, would it be easy to move on?"

His blond-haired teacher stared deeply into his eyes, licked her lips and shook her head. "I will be lying if I tell you that it will be easy to move on from someone you really cared about. Even though Sasuke and me never had that kind of relationship, it was hard for me to think about anyone else but him. I spent most of my teenage years loving him that when I came to acknowledge just how unhealthy it was, I didn't know how to connect with other men in that sense. Maybe if I had told him my real feelings and heard him reject me then I would be able to properly move on."

Would that happen to him too? If he never tell Kyoko-chan about his feelings then would he end up being like his teacher? No, he probably was going to be worse because his teacher was a strong woman. She was the only woman he knew that wasn't afraid to punch Reborn in the face for hurting him.

"I see you came back to see your student who you scared to death!"

Tsuna blinked his eyes and stared at his teacher, who had narrowed her blue eyes at Reborn, who stood there casually against the door. Reborn had guts, he thought to himself as he felt the temperature in the room drop with each second Uzumaki-sensei glared at his tutor. Only that man wouldn't be terrified of his teacher glaring at him. Every male teacher he had always flinched when the blond-haired woman glared at them.

"I told you that everything will be fine," Reborn said, tilting his hat downwards. "I called in a friend to help fix this small problem of Tsuna."

Tsuna blinked dumbly at him.

"Wait, you did? There is no trick to this!" Tsuna exclaimed, staring at Uzumaki and then to Reborn, who looked at him like he was an idiot. "Don't look at me like that! You're not nice enough to call in a friend to help me."

"He was planning to make you squeal and beg him to call that friend of his," Uzumaki-sensei replied, thinning her lips at Reborn. "You see Tsuna, Reborn knew this was going to happen and instead of preventing it from happening, he allowed you to get sick."

Tsuna swirled his head to look at the man, who just shrugged his shoulder. Why did he even think Reborn had a shread of decency? He opened his mouth to yell at Reborn but slowly closed it when he noticed the subtle wince in his tutor's eyes as he attempted to lower his shoulder. Did Uzumaki-sensei hit him? Yes, she did. Not only this but he didn't miss the way subtle pain in his tutor's eyes as he gazed at the blond-haired woman's scowl.

"Guh!"

Well, there goes any chance for Tsuna to figure out why Reborn was in pain.

Gulping, Tsuna twisted his body around to look at the staircase, where he could see a man tumbling down the staircase with his face covered with one of Bianchi's poison cooking. What the hell was happening here? How did this weirdo get into his house? He turned his attention to the pink-haired woman coming down the staircase with an annoyed look on her pretty face.

"It's been a while since I actually did some good with my poision cooking," Bianchi declared, keeping her eyes fixed on the fallen man. The pink-haired woman blinked her eyes when she caught sight of Uzumak-sensei standing there with her arms crossed and looked visibly pained to see Reborn beside the woman. "What brings you here, Naru? Is my little brother causing you trouble?"

"Your brother is being his usual self…so no," Uzumaki-sensei declared, shrugging her shoulder. "Reborn was being his usual asshole self and decided to make Tsuna panic about dying, so me being his loving teacher decided to comfort him. Mind telling me what that man did to deserve that?"

"He's a pervert that tried to grope me. I decided to defend myself."

Uzumaki-sensei thinned her lips and stared at the fallen man with a mixture of pity and amusement. "Ah, I see why you would do that but a piece of advice, if you want him to stop then threatened the one thing that makes him a man. You would probably be advised to break his ribs, spleen and maybe a few other body parts so that he would reconsider perving."

Wasn't it a bit worrying how his maths teacher was saying this with a straight face?

"Uzumaki-sensei! Don't give her anymore ideas on how to kill the man!"

"Bianchi would have figure out how to kill the man even if I didn't tell her," Uzumaki-sensei pointed out, shrugging her shoulder. "I'm just speeding up the process…besides Bianchi knows as well as I do that there are several organs to target when killing someone."

"I do but I have forgotten to consider the spleen," Bianchi admitted, curling her lips into a scowl. "I will probably use your idea if that pervert tries anymore moves."

Before Tsuna could even blink his eyes or even say something, the man, who had fallen from the staircase, was already up and near Uzumaki-sensei.

"And aren't you beautiful?"

"If you even think of coming near me then I promise you that I will make sure you will never feel proud of being a man," Uzumaki-sensei hissed, catching the man's arm before he even attempted to touch her. She twisted the arm around and Tsuna swear to god that he heard the bones cracked. He glanced at Reborn, who gave the man a look of both pity and amusement.

"Who is he?"

"The doctor that I called in," Reborn answered, keeping his facial expression blank as the man cried out in pain. "His name is Dr. Shamal!"

"You called in a pervert!"

"He's the only one that can fix Tsuna's problem."

Uzumaki-sensei groaned out loud, rubbed her forehead and glared at both the doctor and Reborn. Why him? This man had barely been here for a few minutes and already he was causing problems in this house. Wasn't there anyone else? His teacher must have the same thoughts because she was muttering under her breath about calling a friend to fix this mess would have been better.

"I forgot that was the reason why I was called over," Dr. Shamal said, wincing in pain. He glanced at Uzumaki-sensei, who thinned her lips at him, and then looked at him. "Sorry about that but I seem to be oblivious of my surroundings at times."

"He almost reminds me of Jiraya-sensei," Uzumaki-sensei muttered, shaking her head. "Hell Jiraya-sensei nearly got himself in trouble because of woman."

Tsuna opened his mouth to ask who this Jiraya-sensei was, only to closed it when he felt a pair of hands on his chest. He blinked dumbly at the man, who shook his head and held his hands up. What was that supposed to mean? Did this mean he couldn't help him? No, he was too young to die. This was suppose to be a joke right? Yes, it was a joke because he was just too young to die.

"Sorry but I don't examine guys."

"I forgot about that," Reborn said, looking everywhere but at him and Uzumaki-sensei.

"You're not going to treat my student because he's a boy…is that what you are saying?" Uzumaki-sensei said calmly though her eyes spoke a different story about what the woman was feeling. Tsuna gulped when he saw the absolute fury in the woman's eyes. He was so glad that he was not on the receiving end of that glare. "Are you or are you not a doctor? Do you not have a duty to save every life out there! Do not tell me that you are going to not treat my student just because he isn't a girl!"

"Calm down, pretty lady…"

"Pretty lady my ass! You are going to heal that boy or else I'm going to break every single bone in your body!" She yelled, pulling the man up to the ceiling and Tsuna couldn't help but feel as if there is something sinister in the air. "You will heal Tsuna or else I'll tear your balls out. Not going to treat him because he's a boy is inexcusable! Now fix him or I will fix you."

"Aren't you being a bit…"

"Shamal, Naru is very serious when it comes to her threat," Reborn said, drawing everyone's attention to him. He pointed to his shoulder and then to his cheeks. "If she threatened to make you less then a man then she will go through with it so unless you want to keep your balls, you will do as she suggest. I learnt that the hard way."

"I'm still not done with grilling you for being an ass to Tsuna!" Uzumaki-sensei snarled; her hair was beginning to split up and Tsuna knew that the two men were in so much trouble once he was healed. "Once he is healed, I'm going to teach the both of you a lesson on being good people to teens!"

Tsuna was truly glad that he wasn't the receiving end of her anger.

"Where the hell did you meet that spitfire?" Shamal asked Reborn as he rubbed his broken jaw. Was that woman human? Because god damn it, that punch felt a hundred times worse than any punch he received, which was saying something. He would have folded his arms but that blond-haired woman twisted his arm so badly that it would take weeks for it to heal. "If I hadn't healed that boy then I think she would actually murder me! Is she even a civilian?"

"She's Tsuna's Math teacher and no she isn't a civilian," Reborn answered, rubbing his own bruised cheeks. Shamal would have felt sorry for the man if it weren't for the fact that he was the reason why he got so badly injured. If he had known that spitfire was worse then Bianchi and all the woman he knew combined, he would have done his job properly. That woman hadn't been kidding when she threatened his jewels. "She is a ninja."

A ninja? Why was he even surprise? Only Reborn would get himself involved with a dangerous woman like that, though Shamal couldn't blame him. If she was spitfire in real life then he couldn't imagine what she would be like in bed. She might be flexible because he could totally see her being flexible especially with a body like hers.

"We're not sleeping together."

"I wasn't jumping to conclusion," Shamal lied as he wrapped bandages around his unbroken arm. "Though if you are then is she…"

"Naru and me have never slept together, we're friends."

Reborn friends with a woman as pretty as Naru? He must be dreaming because Reborn wasn't that kind of man. There was no way that man would deny himself of that woman. Her temper might be bad but if Shamal was honest with himself, he would admit that they deserve it. Still, she was gorgeous especially when she was angry like that. Hell, she even punched Reborn which was saying something since no one ever did that before.

"You can't expect me to believe that? She is a beautiful young woman and you never turned them down before."

"I respect her too much to do that to her," Reborn explained, wincing as he took the bandages from Shamal's hands. "She might be beautiful but she doesn't have much experience with men. In fact, she is the type of woman that you rather hold on to forever then discard after a few years of fooling around. She is loving and very caring but she holds a lot of baggage. If someone wants to be with her then they need to handle the baggage."

That had never stopped Reborn before so why was this woman different? Shamal knew Reborn since Shamal, himself, was a kid and not once had he ever seen the man been this thoughtful to a woman before. His friend treated his girlfriends and lovers with respect and kindness but he was never this thoughtful. What made this woman different? Was it because she didn't take his shit? Because Shamal respected her for that.

"Bianchi had baggage and yet you still dated her," Shamal pointed out. "What makes this one different?"

"Because she knows that I've no feelings for her and she has no feelings for me," Reborn answered, shrugging his shoulder. "I've a lot of respect and it is my respect for her that makes me not want to dishonour her. She deserves better than to have a one night stand or to have a relationship that isn't going anywhere."

If this was Reborn without any feelings to the woman then Shamal dreaded to think what the man would become when he get closer to the woman. He wasn't a romantic man but even he could detect that this woman was going to be different for his friend. His friend sounded like he cared about the woman's feelings, which was saying something. The fact that he wasn't even trying to change the woman's mind spoke volumes about how much he cared for her.

This one was going to be the one that turned Reborn's head around.

"You're going to be head over heels with this one."

"Shamal…"

"You're not in love with her and you already make her sound like she is a saint," Shamal said, ignoring the warning look from the number one hitman. "And the fact you said those words meant you actually gave some thought to it. You know what she deserves and you know you aren't able to provide it to her."

"If you don't shut up in the next five minutes, I'll make what Naru did to you seem small to what I will do to you."

Shamal was having too much fun with this piece of information to care that the man was threatening his life.

"You know if you want her then you better make her see you aren't that bad," Shamal said, ducking at the bullet that Reborn shot at him. "Because you know as well as I do that a woman like Uzumaki will not stay single for long, not with her personality or with her looks."

"And why should I care?"

"Because you're falling for that woman whether you want to admit it or not."

And with those words, he rushed out of the house before Reborn could shoot another bullet at him.

Sakura thinned her lips as she read for the hundredth time through the piece of letter that Naru finally sent her. She didn't know whether to be angry with her friend for being this way or to be ashamed with herself for not considering her friend's feelings. This was probably the hundredth time her friend tried to explain her feelings to her but unlike the other times, her friend was reminding her of all the things she did for her.

"What are you reading?" Sasuke asked, taking a seat beside her.

"Naru sent me another letter and this time I actually think I took it too far," Sakura admitted to him, looking down at the letter with reservation. When did her friend spoke like that? Naru had never behaved this way to her but then again even she had her limits. Maybe bringing up the past was too much but she wanted things to go back to the way it was before. She wanted to have their bond back but her friend was right when she said that if she came back that she would ignore her for Sasuke.

She always did and it wasn't fair to Naru.

"Is she coming back?"

Sakura didn't miss the barely noticeable hope in Sasuke's voice and she hated that. She shouldn't hate it because he was with her, not Naru but she wasn't a complete idiot when it came to him. Despite what many people thought, she knew her boyfriend had feelings for their blond-haired teammate. Sasuke cared for her, she knew that but Sakura knew that she would never compare to Naru.

Even before they were put into a team, Sasuke had some sort of feelings for Naru and maybe that was why Sakura hated the girl in the beginning. Without doing anything, the girl accomplished something that even she still struggle with, which was her boyfriend being smitten with her.

"Naru won't be coming back," Sakura answered softly, putting the letter down. "She has a lot of responsibilities…apparently, she adopted a little boy. She said that the little boy had no one and that she couldn't abandon him."

"She could bring him here."

Sakura felt her lips twitched, remembering that was the first thought that came to her mind. Their teammate could bring her adopted son here but she could read between the lines. Naru didn't want the boy to become a shinobi, not when he had a chance of growing in a place that was peaceful. She felt her smile fade as she remembered about the man that Naru both complained about but admired about.

She didn't know much about this Reborn guy but he was obviously someone that their teammate really cared about.

"She could but it wouldn't make her happy," Sakura said softly, thinking about all of her past actions that Naru brought up. At first, she had been so angry and hurt for her teammate doing this to her but after a few hours of calming down, she realized this was what she had been doing to the blonde. If she was allowed to be happy then her teammate deserved more then anything to be happy. "Konoha isn't going to make her happy anymore. She has a son that she loves and there might be a man in her life."

Sasuke stiffened at her words and Sakura wished she didn't notice this yet, she didn't want her boyfriend to think that Naru would always wait for him. Unlike her, their blond-haired teammate was a lot stronger then people gave her credit. She would be able to move on from heartbreak. She was also the type of woman that could get most people to fall in love with her.

It wouldn't surprise her if she found someone soon.

"Hn."

Even though it had been months since they started dating, Sakura still struggled to understand Sasuke's grunts but this one was surprisingly easy for her to understand. He wanted to know who that man was. He wanted to know who was the man that was probably already taking his place in Naru's heart and maybe if she was a bit less selfish, she would tell him but Sakura wasn't that selfless.

She wanted Sasuke to be hers but at the same time, she wanted him to be with someone that actually makes him happy. One day, she hoped she could make him happy and that she could make him realize that she was the healthier option. If Sasuke and Naru were to have a relationship that it wouldn't be the healthiest of relationships because Naru would always be giving while that man would never think of giving anything in return.

Because even Sakura would admit that Naru deserved to have someone that treated her like she was a princess and tell her how much they cared for them. Her friend needed to be in a relationship where the man would fulfil the affection Naru was so starved of and the pink-haired girl knew her boyfriend would never be that man for their blond-haired teammate.

"What is he like?"

"From what I can infer, he sounds a bit like Kakashi-sensei…"

"Hn."

Sakura hoped one day that Sasuke could see that a relationship with Naru wouldn't be healthy and that Naru deserved better than him.

If anyone deserved to be happy then it had to their teammate.

A/N: Please review and tell me what you think about this chapter.