Later that night, Naruto and Sakura sat on the Hokage Monument, feet dangling over the village lights.
"You ever think about the future?" Naruto asked.
Sakura smiled softly. "All the time."
He hesitated. "I don't just want to be Hokage. I want a home. A family. Something that lasts."
She leaned into him, fingers intertwining with his.
"You're already building it," she said. "One choice at a time."
He kissed her—not urgent, not uncertain—just sure.