Sakura's of course

"Yours," I said. I looked directly at Sakura, and noticed that Ino's dissapointment was evident.

"Your eyes are your best feature." Sakura began to blush.

"I thought you were just shamelessly flirting at first," said Sakura, "but, nobody has ever told me that. It's, nice." Sakura began to make small movements, suddenly unable to find a comfortable position for her legs. I had no doubt what they all said her best feature was.

"Not that I think you were flirting with me," laughed Sakura, "why would you flirt with me." Sakura looked to Ino, and suddenly her smile went away and Sakura's posture straightened up.

"Um, I'm probably going to get going," said Sakura, "but we really should hangout soon." Ino seemed in agony, her hands on her head.

"Oh Fuck my life," said Ino.

"Uh how about tomorrow," I said, "coffee." Sakura didn't wait a moment before answering.

"Yeah," said Sakura, "Coffee. I'll bring...um... myself."

"Yeah," I said. Ino grabbed a hold of Sakura's arm.

"Come," whispered Ino, "You're acting funny in front of the dufus." And like that, Ino dragged Sakura away. I had a lot to do tomorrow. Should I shave? I should shave.