Author's Note - Think of Kakashi as a few years younger, and Sakura a few years older.
The stars twinkled in the sky lightly. The silver haired ninja stared at the sky with a half smile, his thoughts on the unconcious girl behind him. A pink-haired shinobi with a blush. Who, he knew now, he was falling for, bit by bit.
"Ahh, Sakura." The words felt odd coming from his lips in such a way, filled with romance and passion. Only his mind could say it like that. He turned to face the sleeping girl, the moonlight illuminating her light hair, her soft lips, her green eyes.
Wait, green eyes? That meant ...
She was awake.
"Kakashi Sensei?"
He was already gone.