Sakura X female/non-binary/non-male reader unfinished and discontinued

Getting to know eachother (Chapter 1 page 6)

     As we continue down the road I get an urge to look at Sakura, following out this urge I glance in her direction observing her every movement... The way she gracefully walks down the path, the way her chest moves up and down with every breath she takes, and how her hair swings along with every step she takes. I can't help but whisper to myself, "beautiful," low enough for her not to hear. I feel my stomach going weird as I stare more intensly into her hands, but then she suddeny looks back at me. Following her eyes along to where I was just looking. "What? You want to hold it?" She questions with a sweet grin on her face. In all honesty that would make me happy but I don't quite understand why I feel this way. If I were to imagine holding hands with Naruto or Sasuke my stomach turns but not in the way Sakura makes it, in a way where I want to throw up from disgust. Perhaps this is what Hinata calls a 'crush.' I don't want to lie to Sakura especially considering how we have this trust between us that I don't want to break, no matter how lousy or small the lie is. So instead I just reply, "Yeah I do.. Can I?" I watch Sakura's expression go from pure bliss to absaloute shock as she wails her hand around trying to think of what to say. I grab her hand and drag her along the path as I continue walking. Her slowly catching up to my pace. The butterflies in my stomach increase to the point where I just want to lie down and swing my arms and feet up and down out of happiness. I wonder if Sakuras expieriancing the same thing, plus if me grabbing her hand made her react that way I wonder how she'll react when I tell her the feelings she makes me expieriance. "Hey Y/N i'm starting to see some building up ahead why don't we try and see if they have any rooms to rent out," Sakura exclaims. I don't feel like responding so instead I just nod my head, she doesn't mind when I don't use my words. I usually just have periods of time where talking isn't something I want to do, I want to reply and answer but talking doesn't feel like the way to go about it. Sakura understands this, in her medical field she's dealt with many patients that have my disorder. She takes the lead and drags my hand along with her as she picks up the pace towards the buildings.

**Timeskip**

    We finally reach the buildings though it didn't take long since Sakura last spotted them, I'd guess around 10-15 minutes. Sakura takes me inside still holding onto my hand but her grip has tightend along the way, my stomach gets all weird again thinking about us holding hands. Sakura takes into account that I don't feel nor want to talk so she books the room for us.  She only booked one but I don't mind I feel safer sharing a room with her than being alone in a building i've never been in before. Infact I haven't been to the rain village since towards the end of the war, yet Sakura seems to know her way around pretty well. Once me and Sakura reach our room I finally feel like talking again, "Sakura can you show me around the rain village after we complete our mission? Before going back that is, this place has changed so much since the last time I was here and plus I want to hang out with you more than just on missions..." Sakura looks at me in a weird way I can't exactly explain... The only social ques i've been able to pick up on were the basics like Happiness, and sadness. Shock I can pick up pretty well depending on the situation, It gets confusing when i'm not sure if that expression is actually shock or fear. But Sakura suddenly comes up to me and just starts hugging me tightly so i'd assume it was positive? I wrap my arms around her aswell tighting my grip in the process, I can feel her tits rubbing against me during our hug, my thoughts go haywire until she starts speaking again, "I would love to show you around, it's a date." I don't know how to respond so I just nod my head awkwardly trying to brush away my previous thoughts as we let go of the hug.