DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN IT.
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Interestingly enough, he hadn't meant to peek. Honestly.
But the little(big) niggling bit of curiosity(unequivocal interest) he had inspired his fingers to move, quite outside of what his original intentions of respecting her privacy were, to reveal...
Sakura's angry face.
Ok. So maybe he shouldn't have done it.
If she had been undressed he would plead no contest to whatever charges she brought up- without a second thought. One glimpse of Sakura in all her naked glory would have been worth it. As it was, however, she remained full dressed and thoroughly unimpressed with the peeping tom in the tree above her. And so Kakashi decided to deny.
"I can't believe it!", she shrieked, an accusatory finger pointed in his direction. "You were peeking, you pervert!"
"I was not. I can't peek if you're not undressed."
"It's the principle of the thing that counts!", she hissed. "Now how can I trust you? You're supposed to keep watch- without watching!"
Kakashi chuckled internally and rolled his eyes.
"Fine, fine. For all that it matters, I heard you stop moving so I thought you had finished. You can go on. I won't peek."
Sakura narrowed her eyes.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
Kakashi leaned back against the trunk of the tree and slid his favorite literature in front of his face.
"See? No reason to peek when I can see all I want right here."
Sakura grunted. He heard her moving below and slid his eyes off the page.
Kakashi smirked underneath his mask.
Icha Icha was all fine and good, but it hardly compared to the real thing.