Fourth Drabble

Sakura waited by Ichiraku with her hand crossed, and tapping her foot impatiently.

Naruto was late.

This was only their third date and Naruto still had the nerve to make her wait. It still basically like a first impression – even though they've known each other for years.

Sakura knew that Naruto wasn't the type to stand people up. And she knew he's liked for... a while. So she was going to wait, but not more thirty minutes. It had already been fifteen, so she knew he wasn't trying to be "fashionably late."

But anyway, she waited.

Sakura stepped back a little and leaned against the wall of Ichiraku. She closed her eyes, and waited.

After a while, she opened her eyes and looked at her silver watch again. Twenty-one minutes. She sighed and closed her eyes again.

Again, she looked at her watch. Twenty-seven minutes.

"Geez, how late is he gonna be?" She said to herself.

At this point, Sakura decided that maybe she should just go. So she picked up her bag and started to walk away.

But just as she took one step, she heard his voice, Naruto's voice. He was calling out to her. "Sakura! Wait!"

She looked down at her watch. Exactly twenty-nine minutes.

Sakura sighed. She knew he would come after all. She turned around.

"And where exactly have you been?" She asked, smiling.