Stuck With Me

"Don't-" protested Sakura for the umpteenth time, clinging, however, to his shirt despite her words. When she lifted her gaze, ready to admonish him and demand at least a modicum of respect, she was greeted by his gaze, those eyes usually so icy that now emitted burning flames, a heat which reached her with the intensity of the sun, strong and enveloping, waves so overwhelming that they reddened her cheeks, her neck, even her ears.(...)