Drowning Tomcat
Drabble 1 of 5
Rating: T/PG-13
Summary: Kakashi was a lightweight.
Social situations with alcohol were a pleasure Kakashi took no part in. He disliked the drunken foolery at dive bars in the heart of the village that agitated his neighbors who then blamed him for his fellow ninjas' antics. Having to apologize for some anonymous chunin whose name Kakashi could not recall for releasing the landlady's chickens in the dead of night was enough to make him wary of his own actions while under the influence of cheap booze.
Kakashi was a lightweight.
But somehow, the jonin found himself sitting next to his former student with a shot of the foulest drink his imagination could have prepared. Sakura smiled at him with her lips lightly pressed on the rim of the bottle he had not even dared to touch beyond her polite offering. She was unaware of her sensual licking of the remnant drops that pooled in condensation on the neck of the bottle.
How is that sexy? Kakashi inwardly cursed, knowing he was already tipsy. When Sakura called the waiter for another bottle he stood and made an excuse about a drowning tomcat. She protested, begging him to stay and joking about his intolerance for alcohol. Seeing her intense gaze, Kakashi accused her of trying to unmask him and sat back down.
Much to his satisfaction, Sakura looked embarrassed for the rest of the evening and did not offer him another drink. Much to hers, he accidentally tugged at his mask when sneaking a morsel of food to his mouth.
Sakura's gasp was fuel to Kakashi's tipsy mind.