A cherry blossom swung slowly on its stem. From her vantage point under the tree, Sakura watched as it was tugged by the wind from the branches and started its journey. Down, down, down it whirled, landing softly in her outstretched hand. It was then that Sakura ventured to wonder what she was doing lying under this tree.
As if on cue, a blond head with a nervous smile and a wide set of blue eyes popped into view. And suddenly she remembered the tumble of events landing her in this spot. Rubbing the back of her sore head, she stood up, ignoring his outstretched hand. "Ano…Gomen Sakura, but how was I supposed to know they exploded?"
He found himself flying off into the forest a moment later, courtesy of her fist.