She turned to face him, a deep blush in her cheeks. In fact it was so vibrant that it flushed her forehead and what was visible of her chest; she kept herself loosely garbed in the evenings after her training with Tsunade. However, it wasn't quite evening yet and the gentle, warm glow that the sun cast around her as it set made her enchanting and ethereal. Not that she wasn't those on her own, but it served to improve her beauty.
He gulped as he took her in, recognizing the pleasantly burning sensation coursing through him. She tilted her head and smiled warmly, causing the sensation to become more intense within him. She said his name in recognition and nodded her head. But, for a moment, his eyes drifted downward; motion had drawn them. She was trying to hide a new book, a new copy of an old and familiar book.
