The next morning, Sakura woke bright and early. Even though it was the day of her birthday, she thought that she should be going to training anyway. And she wanted to see what Naruto and Kakashi's 'it' was.
She got dressed in her regular sleeveless red shirt, blue spandex shorts and white medic skirt. She tied on her headband, and went out the door.
When Sakura got to the regular bridge where Team 7 met, she was, surprisingly, the first one there. It was usually Sasuke who was there first everyday, but today he was nowhere to be seen.
She waited a half an hour when Naruto came.
"Ohayo, Sakura-chan!" Naruto shouted from the oth
I've never thought of myself as a hero. I've always just been Dan Kuso, and to the girl of my dreams, I was Danny-boy Kuso-face. I was annoying, gross, weird and anything but boyfriend material. I was anything but smart, dreamy, and most importantly, perfect. I was nothing that she deserved nor wanted. I was just... me.
Runo was just like every other girl when it came to love. She'd daydream about being swept off of her feet by some knight in shinning armor. She's fantisize about his perfectly tanned skin, his dreamy blue eyes, and his perfectly cut blonde hair that sat on his head completely naturally, but yet beautifully. She'd rant on abo