Sakura had many colours that she liked.
But most of all, she liked the colour purple.
Why? Because Hinata Hyuga wore purple. And it suited her. The jacket she normally wore clung to her figure, and the blue cuffed pants went quite well with the purple and white jacket. Her long, dark blue hair fanned out past her waist, and Sakura was dying to run her hands through her silky locks, just to see what they would feel like.
Smooth, no doubt.
Her pretty, lavender eyes were kind and gentle, and held no hate in them for anyone.
They held doubt and insecurity that didn't waver, but still...Sakura knew she was trying to be strong. She trained every day, throwing kunai's and training with her dojutsu activated.
Sakura gripped onto the tree trunk as she felt her skin scrape, and she nervously peeked out to see Hinata panting, her face flushed. She saw the shy kunoichi wipe her forehead, and put her hands on her knees as she bent over, panting more heavily.
Sakura blushed and looked away.