A/N: Um, so the reason this took so long? Uh, I got distracted writing a story about Gaara and Sakura turning into cats. Don't ask; I don't know why either.
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Naruto may have been completely oblivious, but Sakura knew Kakashi was not.
Which was why she couldn't stop alternating between throwing paranoid glances at him and ignoring him completely.
Sakura would have made a quick escape but was bodily dragged by Naruto to the ramen stand with him and Kakashi. Feeling acquiescence was best; Sakura gave in as she collapsed onto a stool next to Naruto. She stiffened considerably when Kakashi slumped into the seat next to her.
He still had his book raised to his face as Naruto blathered to the cook about some ramen in a distant land that was purple can you imagine that how amazing?
Sakura began to relax when her skin prickled. And with the way the sunlight warmed the back of her neck, it wasn't because of the weather.
Kakashi was looking at her. Sakura smiled warily. His eyes dipped to her neck pointedly. Sakura flushed.
"Hm," he said, returning to his book.
Dammit.