Naruto (c) Masashi Kishimoto

Dedication: Stitchy-chan! For being the 200th reviewer on BKP :)

Winter

“Another Christmas alone,” Sakura flicked a speck of dust off of the table, sighing in over dramatic sadness.

“You know Suigetsu and I invited you to our Christmas party,” Karin looked at her best friend.

“And have to deal with Sai, Sasuke and Itachi! No thank you!” Sakura shouted. Just thinking about her ex-boyfriends gave her the shivers. It wasn’t that she hated them, not at all. But the awkwardness of meeting Itachi’s girlfriend Hana (who also happened to be his childhood friend), and the even bigger awkwardness of looking Sasuke and Sai in the face, because they were both gay and in love; Sakura just didn’t want to deal with it, plus it made her feel like puking.

“Itachi isn’t coming over, he’s going to be spending Christmas with Hana’s family,” Karin pushed her glasses up on her nose. “Seriously Sakura, come. Suigetsu will love it if you come,” Karin pointed out.

“Are you trying to hook me up with your boyfriend Karin?” Sakura snapped, glaring at her friend. Karin cackled.

“Puh-lease, Sakura. Suigetsu is too much man for you to handle,” Karin laughed. Sakura grumbled something. “Just come, its not going to kill you,” Karin said.

“Are Sai and Sasuke going to be there?” Sakura asked.

“Maybe,” Karin shrugged.

“I’ll think about it,” Sakura stood up, “I have to get back to work anyways,” the pinkette turned and immediately bumped into a solid body.

“Ah, Dr. Nara, how nice of you to join us,” Karin waved at the dazed man who her friend was gaping at like a fish out of water.

“What do you want Karin?” Shikamaru asked. Karin walked up to Sakura and grabbed her by the shoulders.

“Howja like to take our favorite cherry blossoms to a party?” Karin asked. Sakura would’ve scowled an Uchiha patented scowl if she looked at Karin, but luckily for Karin Sakura was still in a daze, staring at Shikamaru.

The lazy yet brilliant doctor sighed. “Fine, I’ll take Sakura to your Christmas party,” Shikamaru sighed, “even though it’s troublesome.”

Karin grinned, “Excellent!” and she walked off whistling a Christmas song.

“Karin! Get your tiny ass back here so I can turn it black and blue!” Sakura shouted.

“Trust me Kura, you’ll thank me later!” Karin shouted, waving at her friend. Sakura scowled; unaware that it was the beginning of a very wonderful yet strange relationship.

Spring

Sakura kicked off her boots before marching into the house. “I hate him!” Sakura shouted. Suigetsu and Karin looked up at her. Sakura’s face paled and she felt herself get slightly dizzy. “Were you two…sucking face?” Sakura asked.

“The term is making out, Leaflet,” Suigetsu smirked.

“Oh, gods! Gross! I think I’m gonna be sick!” Sakura moaned.

“Who do you hate Sakura? Other than Itachi, Sasuke and Sai?” Karin asked.

“For the last time, I don’t hate them!” Sakura shouted. “I hate Shikamaru! The bastard stood me up! He said meet him at the bus stop at noon; it was four o’clock when I left! Four fucking o’clock! Argh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Sakura began ranting and raving. Karin shrugged and went back to kissing Suigetsu. Sakura felt her eye twitch at that. “Oh, hell no! Karin, you just broke bestest best friendship rule number fifteen! No making out while bestest best friend is ranting and raving!” Sakura shrieked.

“Fine,” Karin huffed, Suigetsu pouted like a two-year-old. “But you are gonna have to get use to it, cause we’re engaged!” Karin showed Sakura the ring. Sakura felt happy for her lifelong friend and depressed that her own boyfriend, Mr. I’m-too-lazy-for-my-shirt, stood her up and she’ll probably spend another Christmas alone.

“Jeez Sakura, why do you always run off?” Shikamaru asked, standing in Karin’s doorway, dripping wet, with a dozen waterlogged roses. “Ino is such a pain, I told her I just wanted a dozen roses, and she has to pry about why I want them,” Shikamaru complained. “Luckily Kiba made her finally leave me alone,” Shikamaru rolled his eyes.

“Shika!” Sakura ran to her boyfriend.

“Yeah, yeah,” Shikamaru hugged her, and then sheepishly gave her the flowers. “Dinner and a movie?” he asked.

“Of course!” the pinkette kissed him.

“Rule fifteen, Sakura! Rule fifteen!” Karin teased.

“KARIN!” Sakura spun around glowering at Karin. The redhead just laughed.

Summer

“Does anyone know where he is?!” Sakura shouted, marching around in her foo-foo wedding dress. She was going to violently murder Karin for the dress, very, very violently.

“C-Calm down Sakura-chan,” Hinata whispered. Sakura huffed and sat down in the chair and pushed a pink lock of hair out of her face.

“Ino, you are like his best friend, do you know where he is?” Sakura asked.

“Nope,” Ino shrugged.

“Well, this is just swell!” the pinkette grumbled. “He stood me up on my wedding day! That bastard! I’m murdering him! Violently! Hell, I’m gonna do it with a pencil! A pencil!” Sakura shouted.

“Hold the baby,” Karin shoved the eleven-month-old son, Yusuke, into Sakura’s arms. Purple met green and Sakura sighed, calmly down. Yusuke gurgled, his teeth budding out, sharp and shark like exactly like his father’s. “Naruto and Suigetsu are out looking for the lazy s.o.b. right now, Sakura,” Karin said and was about to take her son back when her phone rang. “Sui-kun! Please tell me you’ve found him! Sakura is gonna murder him with a pencil soon! I’m afraid she’s gonna use a spork if she has to wait any longer…oh, thank goodness! Well, ahem, get your asses back here pronto! I’m may be ten weeks pregnant but I’m hormonal as hell and it’ll be you that’s gonna die by the almighty spork!” Karin hung up her phone and turned to Sakura. “They are on their way!” Karin grinned.

“I love this song,” Sakura whispered, resting her head against Shikamaru’s chest. “It’s so beautiful,” Sakura smiled as they were slow dancing to the music. Shikamaru smiled, kissing her. He spotted his parents, his mother’s eyes shiny with happy tears, and his father struggling to keep a straight face, Sakura’s adoptive parents; Tsunade and Jiraiya, were at the bar, celebrating their little girl’s wedding. Everyone was happy, but most of Shikamaru.

“Sakura,” he whispered. Sakura looked up at him. “I love you,” he whispered softly.

“I love you too,” she replied in the same soft voice, smiling happily.

Autumn

Shikamaru hated the sterile bleach smell of hospitals, but today he pushed it aside and led his daughters to their mother’s room. Fuyumi was three, Chiharu was two, and he held the year-old Natsuki. The little girls were named after the seasons of their births. “Okay, Fuyumi, Chiharu, you two have to be quit,” Shikamaru said.

“Like this Daddy?” Fuyumi and Chiharu whispered. Shikamaru nodded.

“Perfect,” he opened the door.

Sakura was sitting in a hospital bed, holding a bundle of pink blankets. “Hey girls,” Sakura smiled. “Come meet your baby sister,” Sakura whispered.

“What’s her name?” Fuyumi asked.

“Akiko,” Sakura looked at her daughters as they crowded around, staring at the baby in their mother’s arms.

“She’s ugly,” Fuyumi stated.

“She’s only two days old,” Sakura whispered.

“Still,” Fuyumi pouted. Chiharu poked Akiko in her chubby cheek.

“Squishy!” Chiharu looked up at her father.

“Baby,” Shikamaru corrected.

“Mama!” Natsuki rested her head on Sakura’s chest, smiling happily. Shikamaru stared at his girls, all fierce and independent, yet all his, and he knew that he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Gomenasai Stitchy-chan for it being SO DAMN LATE! Oh, hand Happy Belated Birthday…I’m such a horrible person!

Originally, there was SasuKa in it, but for some reason, I changed it to SuiKa. Meh, doesn’t really matter anyways, I made Sasuke and Sai gay lovers. There is KibaIno…just a little bit for Sara.

The girls are all named after a season. Hence the titled.

Fuyumi- Winter beauty

Chiharu- a thousand springs

Natsuki- Summer hope

Akiko- Autumn Child

Enjoy! Stitch!

R’n’R!

DJ