Kakashi was lying next to Sakura, his head resting on her shoulder, his fingers playing gently across her arm. She had her eyes closed, enjoying not only the warm sun on her face but him lying next to her. The wind blew lightly through the far outstretching branches of the tree behind them. Kakashi's fingers stilled on Sakura's arm and she felt him shift slightly. She opened her eyes, looking down and saw nothing but Kakashi's silvery hair.
"What is it?" She asked.
Kakashi began caressing her arm again with his thumb, "Sakura… do you love me?" He asked quietly and turned his head upward to look at her. His face held a curious expectancy, but didn't implore.
"Yes." She said. "I do."
He looked away, nestling his head on her shoulder again, drawing circles on her arm. Sakura closed her eyes again briefly but opened them when she heard the faintest sound, the sound of his lips parting before wanting to speak. She even heard him take the breath. She waited, her eyes open.
"And are you happy?" He asked. Sakura knitted her eyebrows together and smiled like it was supposed to be obvious. She ran a hand over his hair, threading her fingers through it.
"Of course." She said simply.
Kakashi gently turned and propped himself up on his elbow so he could look at her better, still staying close to her. Just as she was going to ask him the reason behind all the questions, he spoke, the smallest of smiles on his face.
"Then… will you marry me?"