For 7Letterdirt.
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"It was so worth it," Sasuke thought as he regained his senses...
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Sakura's skirts had the habit of being short... but not short enough. Sasuke's personal opinion was that she did this on purpose- to perpetuate her irritating personality even when you didn't have the misfortune to be speaking with her.
How did one wear a skirt that was short but not short enough?
Simple.
Sasuke could easily see calves, knees, lower thigh... he swallowed... a bit of mid-thigh... and when the skirt swished as she walked, it rose high enough to expose her whole leg and stopped just short of exposing to the world her perfectly rounded-
A sudden blow to the back of Sasuke's head brought him back to the real world.
"Hey stupid. Don't stare at Sakura's ass."
Sasuke turned to stare angrily at Neji, who had turned his attention back to his ramen.
"If you touch me again, I'll kill you," he said blankly.
"Right," answered Neji, rolling his eyes.
Sasuke's attention turned back to Sakura.
"And if she catches you staring at her again, she'll kill you."
Neji's words fell on deaf ears. The wind blew ominously. Sasuke's eyes widened.
"Her skirt just -"
Sakura's brilliant green eyes appeared over her shoulder and immediately narrowed.
"Too late", Neji muttered.
A tightly clenched pale fist flew at Sasuke's strangely satisfied face.
'That skirt is just short enough,' he thought, before falling off his stool and slipping into unconciousness.
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