Disclaimer: I own this vague situation and plot. I don't own Naruto, its characters and/or any of its other elements. There was no beta for this chapter and this story was written for pure entertainment.

Four days she had managed to avid him for four blissfully quiet days and then she made the mistake of daydreaming in public leaving herself vulnerable to attack. Though she wasn't sure if it could be called an attack, as he dropped to his knees begging, "please, please give me one chance." Her eyes followed in horror, looking down at the man groveling before her, tears welling in his eyes, she realized the best word to describe this was harassment. "You will not regret it." Her inner-self was enraged while her body shocked still.

"Oh this is not just harassment this is embarrassing harassment," Her inner self shrieked. This is very public embarrassing harassment. Sakura shifted her gaze to discover they did indeed have an audience as everyone within earshot were either moving sluggish or had come to a complete stop to watch his antics.

"Sakura, I promise you…" from there on his word went unheard as she focused on the mob around. Half the crowed were hissing insults and flashing her disappoint looks. The other half would have joined, she suspected, had they not been shouting their cheers for Lee. Random cries of this sort reached her eyes.

"Just give him a shot."

"Looks aren't everything."

"Hay, he's probably a nice guy."

"Just give it a go."

"What could it hurt?"

"You think your too good for him, don't you?"

"That is not true," Sakuras voice rang out, silencing the crowed with a glare. Maybe she was slightly shallow but she wouldn't have people thinking she was so vain as to think she was 'too good' for someone. Especially when that someone was a respected friend who had saved her life on several occasions. Sadly she didn't get to say it as a deep voice yelled "then prove it… give him a chance."

She wanted to scream 'No, I don't like him' but she knew Lee wouldn't understand and the crowed was began to jeering again. "Just do it…" snarled her inner-self, "anything to shut them up… Or I'll have to knock their heads off."

"Fine", she mumble, "fine." Turning her attention back to the man at her feet she said, reluctantly and throw gritted teeth, "Okay."

The last bit was so stretch out it sounded more like two separate words rather then to syllables but he wouldn't have cared if it were in French. Okay, yes, sure, for 200 yen… were all expectable answers. Yet now that he had heard that fantastic word he felt him himself slipping into a dreamlike state. Not knowing if this were real or just another figment of his harsh imagination, "really?" he asked. Sakura nodded, noticing the dumbfounded expression that brought Naruto to her mind. "Are you serious?"

Nodding again she said, "Yes Lee…" I can't believe it either.

He began jumping around singing her praises even louder then usual. The crowd began to dissipate, undoubtedly scared away be the noise. How can one person be so loud? She wonder while mentally screaming shut up.

"Oh that poor girl. What has she gotten herself into?"

What!? That was the same voice that has accused her of being too good for him. "Now you're on my side?" She scoffed, "It's a little late buddy!"

Her anger was cut off, along with her with most of her air supply as Lee swooped her up in his arms. "This is the best, most happiest day of my life."

As he bellowed in her ear she tried in vain to wiggle out of his death grip, unfortunately it seemed to only make him hold tighter. Normally she would compliment his strength but considering she would have been more comfortable sinking in Sunas' deepest vat of quicksand…

"Ugh…" was the first thing that escaped her lips, her inner persona telling her to try again, 'try saying something more like 'get him and his burning youth away from me… or maybe just help.' Sakura wanted to laugh but as he began spun her around for the umpteenth time she felt her lunch creeping back up. "Lee," she managed to wisher but it was overshadows by his cry of "Sakura, thank you" and other shouts of glee.

"Damn you, damn you", repeating in her head. Summoning all her strength she yelled "Lee…" He stopped mid spin and beamed at her. Putting on the best smile she could manage she said, "I don't mean to be the wet blanket but you're kinda… sorta… crushing me."

Although he let her go immediately her inner voice felt compelled to add, "To death… you're crushing me to death". The sight of tears welling up in his eyes only angered her more. "No, don't you dare," she threatened.

"Oh Sakura," he ran his hand down the side of her face. "My delicate cheery blossom." Why is he always crying? She rotated and cracked her neck to get out all the kinks. "My lovely-"

"Let it go," she cut in, "I'm perfectly fine now. See?"

For a spilt second they made eye contact before he looked away declaring, "I do not deserve to look at you."

Ignoring all the obscenities being shouting in her head said simply, "Lee, you have to look at me."

"No. I will not dishonor your beauty by looking at you."

What? That doesn't even make sense. "Lee. You mean to tell me…" the calm in her voice slowly leaving, "you'll take me out, but… you refuse to look at me?"

His head spun around so fast she was surprised he didn't break his neck. "You will still go out with me?"

She wondered if this was some sort of trick? Who cares, this is our out. Take it. Come on take it. Once again ignoring the nose the in her head she smiled,"Yes… I will still go." There goes our freedom.

"Even after my violent attempt on your life?"

"I wouldn't call it a violent attempt." Although, it was close. "It was more of a bear hug." From a big giant green grisly bear. Now what is it, you wimp?

She could see the tears reforming in his eye as he practicality squeaked, "You are too good to me."

Umm… Ok. Let's get away from him. Completely agreeing with her inner-self she nodded. "I'll meet you at Ichirakus'."

"You are truly an angle."

She began mumbling to herself. "Angel… lunatic… masochist."

"What did you say Sakura?"

"What? Oh." She began picking up her personal effects, which had been scattered in lees excitement, "I said how about seven." The smile still plastered on his face told her he believed her. Then again he always believed her. "I'll meet you at seven tonight."

"Yes, it's a date."

She nodded. "It's a date." Waving a quick goodbye she walked away.

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