4. Dreams
He grinned brightly and carefully set apink winter cherry blossom in her hair. It's color melded into her soft pink hair and caused him to snicker as he ran away. Sakura swung at him but laughed and chased him down the colorful streets. She tackled him and tickled him until he admitted defeat, panting heavily. Her forehead touched his gently as they both tried to calm down, breath mingling sweetly. His deep blue eyes remained locked with hers as he slowly closed the distance to her trembling lips. Her eyes fluttered open. She should have known it wasn't real.