I wrote three different chapters for this, and was satisfied with none – I knew I needed to tie up my loose ends, but realized that drawing it out would be…boring

I wrote three different chapters for this, and was satisfied with none – I knew I needed to tie up my loose ends, but realized that drawing it out would be…boring. It would lose the spark I've tried to maintain for the whole story, and I couldn't live with that. So, it's small, and weak, and not nearly worth the time I took to write it. The fact is, I should have tacked this on to the last chapter and let it go from there. But here it is, a baby chapter that no one needs.

--Epilogue--

"You know, baa-chan was wrong about the paperwork." Naruto peered out from under his hat, eyeing his visitor with a mix of humor and fatigue. "It's not really that bad, after the first few hours."

Sakura rolled her eyes and swung around to his side of the desk, watching his slightly dried out pen scratch across various scrolls.

She smacked him on the head.

"Naruto, you baka, is that Shishou?!"

On the desk was a large doodle of what appeared to be an enormous set of breasts in front of a stick figure with long hair. The Hokage swatted her away lightly.

"This is official paperwork, you shouldn't be reading over my shoulder."

"Reading?!"

"Spying!" he retaliated, "Maybe you're working for the Mizukage. Or even…well…everyone knows about your little fling with the Raikage."

"…you mean when I killed him?"

"Well, before that!"

"Naruto, it was my freaking assignment to seduce him!"

"Details, details." He nodded sagely and returned to his doodle.

Sakura's eye twitched as she cracked her knuckles.

"But hey," he continued, "I've always had a thing for dangerous women anyway."

Sakura arched her eybrow, leaning over to support herself on his desk.

"Dangerous women, huh?"

He looked up quickly, the blood quickly draining out of his face.

"No! No, you misheard me. I said dangerous woman. Because…heh…there's only one woman in my–"

And he was out the window, propelled by a slightly jealous punch. Sighing, she leapt after him, diving through the air to catch up with him. Not many villagers were unsurprised by the antics of their…unorthodox new leader.

"Sakura-chan," his words, horribly mangled by the roaring wind around them, still reached her ears, "we have to think of new ways to express ourselves than with your fists."

She began to glow vibrantly like a tomato.

"HENTAI"

And for the second time that minute, he felt himself being rocketed away by her fists.

"I didn't mean it like that!" his words faded into the distance as he plummeted into the forest canopy slightly outside the village.

"Oh."

--

Upon finding him quite alright, sitting in a tree and talking to squirrels, her guilt subsided.

"You're such a drama queen." She started.

"Meh," he waved her away dismissively, "Maybe I just know how to take a punch."

"Any good Hokage should."

He leapt off the branch, landing soundly next to her with nary a sound to signify it.

"And I'm a good Hokage?"

"If you weren't, I wouldn't be in love with you."

He looked slightly stricken.

"Really?!"

She smiled, winking at him.

"No. But I wouldn't have as good an excuse at family reunions."

And she kissed him.

—end—

It's…over. I'm sorry guys, I know it's probably not what you wanted, if you're even still reading it. It's the only thing that fit in my head, both of my other chapters were long and drawn out. This one just made sense…

Until my next story,

FallArbor