Jiraiya’s eyes widened and he stood himself in front of Sakura, trying to cover her.
“Sakura, what are you doin’? You’re gonna catch your death of cold, and there are perverts out here, and you don’t want them to see you like this!”
Sakura glanced down at herself, her eyes roaming over her bare-mid-drift, and barely there cleavage. Her skirt was ruffled, and a bit too high– in fact she felt like a fish out of water; very silly in clothes like this.
"Yeah, but, what else am I supposed to wear for Halloween..“ She mouthed quietly, her eyes shooting back up to the white haired man standing before her, towering like a shield— then something clicked.
Her eyebrow twitched, her lip pulled up, and her muscles spasmed abruptly. "Not like you have any right to talk about perverts!” She growled.
