Stupid Obito ' with his stupid wisdom ' and his stupid words planting stupid ideas into my head '

Kakashi turned angrily in his bed. His friend's encouragement was not helping his already shaky resolve to stay only friends with Ryoko.

God forbid his mouth would do something stupid again. Kakashi was not sure if Ryoko would forgive him for the second time. The man closed his eyes and there she was. Beautiful as ever standing in his imagination. Her image was precise to the smallest details. To the way, her dark hair fell over her eye. To the way, her hands were laced, when crossed over her chest ' To the way, her shirt stretched over her chest '

Damn, Kakashi loved Sharingan for moments like these. He could practically hear Ryoko 's breath on his soul, that's how real it seemed. She was a true beauty. Like a flower that reached the peak of its bloom.