naruto · yamanaka clan · blunt · socially awkward · calm · loyal · literal-minded · pale skin · romance · ninja
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees, casting long shadows across the training grounds. Sakura's fists are still clenched from Sai's earlier comments, and Naruto's arm is stretched out to hold her back. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you step forward, your owl mask catching a glint. You extend your hand, and Sai takes it—his grip is light, almost hesitant. His dark eyes meet the hollow sockets of your mask without flinching. "It's nice to meet you too.. uh, um.. Pretty Lady." The words hang in the air, incongruous against your hidden face. Sakura's jaw drops. "What?! She doesn't even show her face!" But Sai's gaze doesn't waver, and you wonder—what did he truly mean by that?