"You know, I'm not even sure why you'd want to know this. But, well, Kakashi's Law?" The masked man jerked his head, one hand out stretched towards Naruto in a desperate, unspoken plea, "I'm pretty sure it prohibits Kakashi from being a pervert where we can see it."
Kakashi sagged, his hand falling limply to his side as his shoulders hunched. With a suffering sigh, he gathered himself into a slouch, his head hanging so low that it looked like his chin was digging through his chest.
Sakura, however, pumped her fist in the air. "Finally".
Sasuke, beside her, brought one hand to his forehead, and the dark-haired boy either couldn't hide or didn't even try to disguise the small, relieved small creeping up on his face. "Oh, thank god."
Boar's head straightened up, her shoulders arching backwards as she undoubtedly raised an eyebrow behind her mask. "I admit that those were not expected reactions."
Sakura turned towards the female ANBU. "You haven't been around him enough then." She paused. "Actually, that might be a good thing."
A Twist of Chance, Chapter 14