I rubbed my arms with my hands, the coldness dissipating. I jumped as I felt a heavy fabric run across my shoulders.
I looked over at Naruto.
He smiled, "You looked cold." A pink tint framed his cheeks.
I noticed his white undershirt; a sleeveless. A silver chain hung from his neck, a cross adorned the end. His skin was toned where the shirt settled on his chest.
I turned away quickly from embarrassment. My cheeks warmed at my thoughts.
Raising my hand I brushed pink strands from my eyes. Another hand brushed mine and rested at my forehead.
"Are you coming down with something Sakura-chan?" I looked at him.
His brow furrowed in worry.
"U-um no Naruto-kun," I shook my head.
He'd never really used the suffix "chan" with my name before. Usually it was Haruno-sempai or Sakura-sempai. Although I always wonder why; I'm younger than him.
An awkward silence followed.
We quickly arrived at my apartment.
I turned to look at him once more, he seemed to be distracted.
"Naruto-kun?" He looked at me.
"Arigato Naruto-kun," I smiled as he went to grab the jacket, still resting on my shoulders.
He stopped, his hands resting. His attention somewhere else; a daydream perhaps?
"Naruto?" I went to brush the hair from my eyes.
His hand stopped mine.
"Leave it. It makes you look pretty," I glanced at him surprised.
"Heh," he smiled; a small tug at the side of his lips.
"You called me Naruto, just Naruto," His eyes softened.
His thumb fan back-and-forth on my jaw line. Then his fingers ran across my face, traveling over my cheek and chin. His feather-soft touch made me weak in the knees. His index and middle finger rested on my bottom lip.
A heat ran down my body causing me to feel faint. My vision blurred for a moment before I looked at his face.
His blonde hair was in tufts and spikes. Blue eyes that gleamed in the light of the overhead lamp. And his lips, oh his lips looked so smooth and perfect.
He leaned forward and just a moment before he stopped. My heart got caught in my throat.
I couldn't help myself, I leaned forward.
Our lips met for but three seconds.
"Just Naruto," I smiled and brushed his lips again.
"Yes, yes. Just Naruto," He lingered against my lips for some time. His eyelashes touching mine like a butterfly's kisses.
I don't remember much about the rest of that night. Except that the heat that ran through my body that night never stopped.
Even as His sweet kisses ended.
He was Just Naruto…..