A/N – Really short oneshot! Sak, Nar – 23 Kakashi – 37. You'd think he'd know his stuff by now…

How Kakashi became intrigued by lingerie

"It's so bloody warm! When are we gonna get there already?" Naruto sulked his way down the road, sweat pouring off of him by the litre. He and his companions were all in summer wear, although Kakashi's was debatable. He never made too much of an effort when it came to editing his standard uniform, but this seemed to be common among the older ninja. Their uniform was their rank, and they refused to break away from it, preferring to wear their standard uniform with pride. It was the effect that the war had had on them. While Naruto and Sakura were wearing thin tank tops and shorts, their sensei had only made the effort of rolling up his trouser legs, securing them with bandages, and switched his long sleeved shirt for one similar to that which he wore in ANBU.

And it had taken Naruto to pass out twice, and Sakura three times before he'd even reached that point.

"We'll get there a lot quicker if you stop complaining." Kakashi coached, flipping another page of his book.

"How the hell does that work?"

Sakura sighed. "Your whining makes it seem a lot longer to us, dickhead."

An eyebrow raised and another page. "Exactly."

45 minutes later at their snail's pace, the three of them sighed in relief at the sight of the blue waves and a couple of beach huts, one of which they had reserved for the week that they were on vacation. Ino's team had booked the one next to it; guess which two team members had asked Tsunade for vacation?

"Ah…" Sakura sighed happily, a smile spreading across her face at the mostly vacant beach. "Ino and co won't be here until tomorrow, so this part of the beach is ours for now. I'm gonna go get changed. You two wait here."

"Okey dokey Sakura-chan!"

A wave of two fingers from Kakashi. A more polite two than he might have 'accidentally' used for Naruto. He'd been a lot looser in the language he used around them in recent years.

A few minutes later, a happy giggle and poke in the ribs announced Sakura's return to the two ninja. A widening of eyes announced Kakashi's noticing of her swimwear. He waved Naruto off the change before eyeing her up a couple of times more.

"What?" She asked, annoyed yet slightly flattered by his rather blatant staring.

"Nothing. You just seem to have upped a cup size since the walk here."

"Yeah?" She laughed. "It's the swimming costume." She laughed again as she was met by a blank stare. "It's shaped differently to the bras I wear with my uniform, and is slightly padded. How can it be that difficult a puzzle for you?" Her grin widened as she teased him, pleased that for once since they'd become his Genin he was showing some kind of naivety.

Naivety or stupidity.

He caught the laughter in her voice, and met her with a level stare. "Well, the women I usually see are in such a hurry that they either discard their clothing themselves or decide against wearing any undergarments to begin with."

She sighed dramatically. "Shame."

He eyed her up and down a couple of times before meeting her laughing eyes yet again. "Can I see the other clothing that you brought with you?" He deadpanned.

And so Kakashi became intrigued by lingerie, and Sakura became slightly obsessed with the type of women that Kakashi took to bed…