Alright everyone, the long awaited new chapter. I want to thank everyone who has been sticking with this story and given me lovely encouragement and reviews they give me encouragement to write really. I will reiterate this story will be finished. I swear to not leave you all hanging I promise! Just life gets in the way of my writing (which is really disappointing). I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I will apologies in advance this chapter does not have a lot of growth physically but the emotional growth is very important with where I'm wanting to take this story. I will end my waffling though (if you'd stayed with me this far) and let you hopefully enjoy the chapter. Again, please write and review!

Much Love - Blossom

(I was too excited to post so again this chapter has not been beta'd yet.. but will be soon by Analelle hopefully )

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Kiba woke to the feeling of his brain trying to surpass his skull as he groaned out his hangover, no more drinking.. okay that was a lie.. no more, for a week at least.. How much had I drunk last night? Kiba thought as he felt his heartbeat pulsating throughout his brain. He hadn't had a hangover this bad since he had first become a chunin and why did he feel so warm and heavy? Had he come down with a fever last night? Kiba went to move his hand to his head when he realized he was caught under something, or rather someone as he felt the tell sign of the rise and fall of a very feminine chest above him. O Kami, he got so drunk he had actually gone and spent the night with a woman. He eternally groaned, when he got home he was going to be puppy chow for sure. Sakura was already.. Oh Kami, Sakura.. She would never forgive him for this, sure he was upset last night but even he knew in the back of his mind he wasn't actually planning on doing anything stupid.. apparently, he underestimated himself. Kiba hated to admit it but he shuddered at the thought of seeing that look of disappointment on Sakura's face again. If there was one good thing to be had Kiba thought with some chagrin it was that the women above him felt rather nice, almost as if she was made for to fit in his arms. She felt petite and fragile but still with enough meat on her bones to feel comfortable against him and Kami was her skin soft.

Kiba slowly opened his eyes to see who had fallen prey to his drunken stupor last night. To his shock and surprise, the first thing his eyes assessed was a shocking array of the most beautiful bubblegum hair. Kiba's eyes trailed down the women's features to see the most angelic face that only belonged to his wife Inuzuka Sakura. Kiba let his face creep into a soft smile as relief rushed through him. He took his free hand and brushed the soft contours of her face. His breath caught in his throat though and for a moment he completely forgot about his hangover as he watched the women's soft eyelashes flutter as she snuggled herself closer to him. She had herself draped around him as if she were a mere child and Kiba were her lifeline. An overprotective feeling assaulted Kiba, that this small creature was made for him to protect. She looked so peaceful and unabashedly beautiful even with the trail of drool forming on her cheek unto his chest. Kiba couldn't help the feeling of warmth that rushed over him as he looked at the creature before him as some of the details from the night before assaulted his groggy memory. The important detail he remembered was the weakness and relief he felt when being near this beautiful girl clinging to him. He took his free hand and let it gently stroke the soft contours of her face.

He then tore his gaze away to steal a look at the clock, careful as not to wake the resting girl above him. Fuck. Kiba chastised himself again for drinking so much last night. It was 8:30 and he was already 30 min late for his meeting with the Hokage. Hopefully, Jiraiya would be preoccupied with his research again and forget they even had a meeting. He looked down at the peaceful girl above him again hating himself for leaving her before she woke. He stroked her sleep-matted hair away from her face to gently kiss her forehead. Maybe if he hurried he'd be back before she woke. After what seemed like ten minutes of tactical warfare of trying to rearrange the girl above him without waking her (Kami did she have freakish strength..) he dressed and trotted downstairs. Thankfully everyone was already out working or doing chores. His mom was probably wondering why Sakura wasn't there to help but Kiba would cover for her. His princess needed to sleep. He opened the fridge, thankful his mom wasn't around to watch him chug from the orange juice carton; when something caught his attention from the corner of his eye in the back garden. He let a smirk creep across his features. Well, I'm already late. What's a few more minutes?

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Sakura stretched and slowly blinked in the morning rays. She hadn't felt this well rested in.. well if she was being completely honest she couldn't recall. She smiled remembering the warm sensation of Kiba's arms embracing her. Last night was so eventful it was hard for her to believe it happened all between the span of one evening. What was she to Kiba and better yet what was Kiba to her? Sure, they were married but that was only in the political sense. She turned over expecting to see an empty bed only to be confronted with a beautiful bouquet of hand-picked daisies. Sakura blinked in surprise and sat up on the bed so she could delicately pick up the flowers. She gently stroked the petals recalling they were from the Inuzuka's garden. How did he know these were my favorite? Was it just dumb luck? A smile slowly crept across her features as she tucked a stray hand of hair behind her ear. Most people thought because her name sake her favorite flowers would be cherry blossoms but in truth, it was daisies. She would need to find a vase to put these in before they wilted. Come to think of it, it was probably time for her to get up so she could get a start on the morning chores. Sakura looked up to glance at the clock on the nightstand and almost dismembered her flowers as she clambered herself out of bed. How could she have overslept by three hours? Sakura's sweat dropped while throwing on her clothes as she thought of how Tsume was probably going to bite her head off and use it as the dog's new chew toy.

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Kiba ran across the rooftops back towards the Inuzuka compound. It had been as Kiba had hoped and Jiraiya had completely forgotten about their morning meeting. After searching the third women's bathhouse, and being called a pervert and hit over the head with a bar of soap, a handle scrubber, and some type of other female device Kiba was unsure of. He finally found Jiraiya at the one peephole Tsunade didn't manage to plug up. After dragging the poor Hokage away from his research Kiba discovered he was to be sent on a two-week mission. He hated to leave especially since Sakura and he seemed to be in such a fragile state at the moment. His thoughts lingered back to the soft Pinkett, I hope she found the flowers. He also hoped he was right on thinking those were her favorite. He remembered them being a recurring theme at their wedding but then again, he could be wrong and she didn't even pick the flower arrangement. He let out a sigh, Hey it's the thought that counts, right? Isn't that what all females are gripping about? Akamaru let out a bark to signal him that they were arriving at their compound. Kiba blinked in surprise and ruffled his companions head, "Thanks Akamaru." Since when had he become so distracted? A lot of things where proofing to be more difficult the more he let this little princess in, but for some reason he couldn't help to mind.

Kiba crossed the compound to enter the main household. "I'm home!" he yelled across the home as he let Akamaru in behind him.

Tsume perked out from the end of the hallway, "Where you've been all day pup? We missed both you and Sakura at breakfast this morning.." she gave Kiba a knowing look.

He scratched the back of his head, "It's not what you think Ma. I had a meeting with the Hokage and pulling him away from his.. Research seems to be more of a jounin level mission."

Tsume laughed at this as they both entered the kitchen right at the time Sakura and Hanna entered from the backyard giggling about something Kiba wasn't sure of. When she entered though, he all of the sudden couldn't hear his mother talking anymore. Everything seemed like insignificant background noise compared to the sound of Sakura's laughter. Then onyx met viridian and he knew he was done for.

"Kiba!" Tsume waved her hand frantically in front of her son's face.

Kiba blinked back into reality, "W-what Ma?" Sakura began to blush as Kiba then directed his attention to his mom. Hanna looked back and forth between the two, a knowing smirk running across her lips.

Tsume shook her head. "Damn pup what's gotten into you? I asked what the Hokage wanted."

"Oh yeah.. right" Kiba scrambled to recall what had transpired only a few short hours ago. "I'm scheduled for a two-week mission to Moon country."

Hanna then chimed in, "Ooh, Moon country? What's the mission?"

"It's classified," he turned toward Hanna but quickly let his eyes fall to Sakura's.

Sakura remained silent but he could detect the worry behind her eyes. Kiba took a swallow that he only assumed was air. "Well, Ima go pack," he said quickly as he proceeded up the stairs.

Sakura was about to fallow after him when Tsume lightly grabbed her by the shoulder. "I think you both had plenty of alone time this morning, and since u decided to miss out on all the fun with this morning chores you'll be arranging dinner tonight."

Sakura eyes grew wide as sweat dropped from her forehead, "b-but I'm not a very good -."

Tsume patted her back while turning her back toward the kitchen. "Nonsense! I'll make sure you don't poison us too badly," Tsume the winked at her. Hanna gave her a sympathetic look knowing there was something deeper going on between Sakura and her brother. Barely visible to the untrained eye but budding just the same.

Kiba returned back down the stairs his pack in tow, "Well were off guys." All three entered the hallway to say goodbye. Hanna gave him a quick hug and a punch on the shoulder only a sibling would understand.

Then Tsume hugged her son and pinched his cheek, "Don't be too much trouble. Okay pup?"

Kiba swatted her hand away, "Geesh Ma, lay off would ya." Tsume only chuckled at this and after both giving Akamaru a ruffle farewell they both entered back to the kitchen, leaving Sakura and Kiba alone for the first time since that morning. Kiba rubbed the back of his neck unsure of what to do in this moment. What do normal husbands do? Well, they would give their wives a kiss goodbye, but Kiba was too afraid Sakura would slap him for that. I mean, to be honest, she could still be pissed from last night's events. Kiba looked at her for the first time since they were left alone. Her eyes still shone brightly with worry and maybe nervousness and her cheeks were tinted a light shade of pink. Was she worried about him? Damn well isn't that somthin knew, he didn't know how to directly handle this type of situation. He never really had a significant other to worry over him before, besides his mother and sister but it wasn't exactly the same. Kiba couldn't help but want to wash the worry off her face. Out of all of her many expressions he decided this was one of his least favorite, no matter how adorable she might look in this moment. Kiba scratched something nonexistent off his face, another nervous habit he seemed to have acquired. "Look I'll be back in two weeks.. With Naruto, it might be even sooner," she didn't look more relieved though as she cast her head downward biting her lower lip. Awe hell.. he crooked his index finger under her chin to adjust her gaze back to his, "Look, I'm not supposed to be talking about classified missions so this is our little secret, but it's a simple escort mission. Nothing to lose some sleep over okay?" This seemed to alleviate some of her worries much to Kiba's content as he watched some of the worry leave her eye's. He smiled at her not even realizing it as he turned to leave out the door with Akamaru, "I'll see you when I get back, k?"

Sakura softly replied, "See you," as he left out the door. Both of them had felt the change between them, their dynamic had shifted and altered into something more, the problem was though neither of them was quite sure into what.