His eyes were hidden to me, for I sat away from him. He was the new guy in town, and he was quite interesting. He didn't dress like the town folk did, but then again, the rumors said that he came from a city where the men wore suites everywhere and acted like gentlemen.
I sighed lightly, if only men here would act like gentlemen now and then. I thought, my head in the clouds, my eyes not focusing where I was going till it was too late. I tried to spin around him, but then he turned right into me, knocking both of us over, and along with the cup of tea that I was holding to leave the store.
I looked at him and noticed that my tea landed on his clean, crisp, white shirt. I felt my cheeks burn and hurried off of him, looking into his eyes for the first time.
I could feel my jaw drop and quickly shut it, before he notices. His eyes were unique. One was a very dark, darker than what I've ever seen, brown, the other a reddish color of hazel.
"I'm so, so sorry! I didn't watch where I was going!" I said hurriedly, hoping that he wasn't mad at me.
"No, it was my fault," He said. His voice was like velvet running over smooth glass, that it gave me shivers.
"Here, let me help you, Miss." He gently grabbed my hand and pulled me up, practically lifting me off the ground for a bit, before setting me back down.
"I'm so sorry about your shirt. Here, let me buy you a new one," I said, rummaging through my purse for cash.
"No, please, its fine. I can always bleach it," He said with a warm and caring smile, that I couldn't help but smile back.
"How about I buy you a drink?" I asked, pulling out some cash.
He looked like he was going to object, but thought better of it and nodded his head.
"A drink will be nice. Sweet tea if you please," He smiled and sat down at a near by table.
I looked back at him and smiled shyly, a little embarrassed that I spilled my sweet tea on him and stained his shirt.
"Can I help you, ma'am?"
"Sweet tea, please?"
"That'll be three dollars, please,"
"Here you go,"
"Your sweet tea ma'am,"
"Thank you, sir,"
I made my way to the stranger that I bumped into. I was nervous, butterflies in my stomach that kept my senses alert to any one I might bump into.
I made it to the table without spilling a drop of tea.
"Here. Again, I'm really sorry about her shirt,"
"Its no problem, um--?"
"Sakura, may I ask what your name is?"
"Kakashi, at your presence," he smiled, and for the first time, showing the slightest shadows of dimples.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Kakashi,"
"And it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Sakura,"
I leaned forward to the table, barely putting my elbows on the table, letting my died pink hair fall around my arms.
It had taken years for my hair to grow from where I cut it. I had cut it short; biggest mistake of my life. At least to me. I missed my long hair.
After I cut it, I made sure that my hair kept its regular trimming to make sure that it was healthy, and watched it year after year, growing longer till it reached the middle of my back.
I saw that Kakashi was eyeing, probably wanting to ask why my hair was pink.
"If your wondering about my hair, I really like the color pink, so I died my hair," I felt my cheeks burn as Kakashi smiled brightly at me.
"Actually, I was wondering. And it's a very good color on you, especially with your sea glass eyes,"
"Sakura!"
"Uh-no!" I groaned out loud.
"What's wrong?"
"Naruto,"
"Who?"
"SAKURA!!!!!" I saw my old friend, who gets to hyperactive, burst through the little café and practically threw out of my chair, trying to hug me.
"Naruto! Will you calm down! You saw me yesterday, when I came over to help you cook dinner, since you burned yours," I said, wanting to throttle Naruto.
"Sakura, I bid you and your friend farewell, and I will see you again," Kakashi said, getting up from the table, nodding his head good-bye to me and Naruto.
"Who was that?"
"A guy I was having a good time with, till you came,"
"Oh, sorry Sakura, its just that Sasuke wants to see you, he's complaining that you filed some reports wrong,"
I sighed heavily, and rubbed my temples.
"Tell Mr. Uchiha I'll be right there,"