Don't ask why I did it. I just needed a laugh.

I had spent the best part of the day in the hospital dealing with hypocondriatic patients who insisted that they had tetanus, despite the fact they haven't been injured in months. I knew I'd just see them again tomorrow when they will claim to have a sudden case of the flu.

I wandered wherever my feet took me. I found myself outside of the village, near a muddy river. With nothing better to do, I plonked myself down at a bank, feet dangling into the water below. The river seemed quite deep. Maybe I should go for a swim, I found myself thinking. It was a good thing I didn't!

'Hello Sakura,' a familiar masculine voice called out behind me. I span round to see a grinning, spandex wearing boy. Smiling politely, I stood and greeted him.

'Hello Lee.'

'How have you been?'

'Over-worked,' I sighed. 'That Tsunade is a slave driver.'

'I am sorry to hear that,' he replied, a genuine look of sadness crossing his face. That was something that I loved about Lee; whatever affected me affected him. It was a quality I always found sweet about him, plus he never gave up on me.

'Don't worry about it; I'm off work now,' I said kindly. I raised my arms and offered to hug him (like I said, don't ask why I did it). Lee's eyes opened wide, glancing around him, as if to see if someone else was there. When he determined that no one else was there, he stepped forward.

And tripped.

Lee sailed head first into my open arms, catching me off guard. I fell backwards in surprise, straight into the river, pulling Lee with me. Cold water (at what must have been a billion degrees below zero!!) stabbed at me like knives. My eyes shot open and I tightened my grip on Lee's arm. He was looking at me, hair billowing in the slow current of the river. His features were polished to perfection in the water.

Why was I noticing this?

Lee gripped onto my arms and pulled me up to the surface. I coughed and drew in a welcome breath of fresh air. Realisation of how cold I actually was hit me. Releasing Lee, I tread water, hugging myself.

'Erm…I am truly sorry Sakura,' Lee muttered, colour rising to his cheeks. I giggled.

'Forget about it.'

I waded to the muddy bank, dragging Lee along with me. My kimono felt unnaturally heavy with all the water; I just felt like taking it off. Although, I thought, giving Lee a sideways glance, I think Lee might have a heart attack if I do.

Smirking to myself, I continued to consider whether to torture him by taking my only item of clothing off, before I noticed it.

Lee's spandex suit just got a lot tighter.

His spandex suit contracted tightly against his skin with the wetness. Unintentionally, I cocked my head to stare at his body. 'Wow,' I murmured. I knew he trained hard daily, but I had no idea that his body would be that good. Each curve - muscle and otherwise - was outlined perfectly by his suit. His biceps were loosely flexed as he leaned up against the bank, shining with dampness. A sudden impulse took control of me. His well defined abs – they had to be touched. My arm reached out. He was close.

Lee raised an eyebrow. Poor Lee…he mustn't of known what was going through my mind. Neither did I, for that matter. He grabbed my shivering arm and pulled me over, slamming me into the mud.

'Eww!! Lee!' I squealed; the mud was slopping over my face.

'It is what you get for staring,' he exclaimed, pinning me down with his arms. I couldn't help but notice how strong his grip was, certainly not tight enough to hurt me, but with enough pressure to keep me held there.

'Well, this is what you get for shoving me in a river!' I retorted, flinging a handful of the muck at him awkwardly. It splattered off his stomach, some rebounding, landing in my mouth. Lee laughed as I spluttered, trying to rid the foul taste from my mouth.

Oh it's on, spandex boy!

I pushed him off me, then diving at his waist; I pulled him down in the dirt, catching him by surprise. I grabbed a handful of the muck and smeared his face in the thick, brown goop. Pinning him down with an arm, I scrubbed his face, laughing. He pushed the inside of my elbow, making my weight buckle. I collapsed on top of Lee who "casually" caught me in his arms. My head hit off his chest – Lee's arms folding around my back.

He planned this! I know he did! I found myself thinking. His body was cool off the mud and water, but somehow he gave me surprising warmth. His heart was beating rapidly, though it was soothing to hear.

'You planned this, didn't you Sakura? Lee murmured.

'You wish,' I replied. He released me in shock, sitting up.

'Did I say that out loud?!' he near yelled. I looked up. Lee was biting his lip, face as red as my kimono. He looked so adorable! I couldn't help but laugh.

'Afraid so, Lee.'

'Sorry.'

'Don't be. I'm glad.'

'Glad of what?'

Idiot boy, I thought. I pulled him towards me and landed a rather mucky kiss on his cheek. (Yet another act of impulse. I seemed very impulsive that day).

Lee gawped at me as if I were insane. He touched his cheek, and then looked at me shyly. 'I bet that tasted horrific,' he mumbled.

'Yeah, good job the mud was there for flavour,' I smirked, dodging a handful of dirt.

'Not like you will taste any better.'

'Not that you'll ever know.'

'I can live with that.'

'No you can't.'

'Afraid I can.'

So we spent the rest of that fateful evening flinging filth off each other, completely unaware of who was watching us in the shadows of trees behind us.

A/N

This was an attempted oneshot, but I didn't know how to end it.

I fail at life, don't I?

Critique and reviews pl0x