So this idea just popped into my head and I had to start it... let me know if you like the premise of the story and I promise Naruto's real personality will be present! Just not when he's working. ;) Review if you have time! I hope to make it very enjoyable in the future!
Kakashi didn't often wander this part of town by himself, mainly just with a group of friends he very occasionally tagged along with, but he had gotten bored. His Icha Icha had been read an amount of times that probably surpasses any amount any other human had read a series of books in the history of mankind. Plus, he had some free time between missions and he had decided to try new things. Life had gotten… dull.
Though at the beginning the red lights flashing from both sides of the street in a neighboring town seemed just a nuisance, he became slightly intrigued by what they had to offer. Different signs and neon images brought his perverted self to the surface, and enticing scenes bounced around in his head.
He walked into a couple more populated clubs first, earning himself some interested looks from the girls, his mysterious look and capable persona giving him the attention that a lot of the men already there wished they could have received. After spending some money tipping the girls and drinking probably a couple to many drinks, though, he was once again slightly bored, hitting the street again, and looking for one more place to quench his desire for adventure for the next few months.
Instead of trying a more frequented place, though, he roamed a little deeper into the heart of this scandalous town, and came upon a smaller bar which, instead of a neon sign, had a wooden one that dangled just slightly at an angle that made it difficult to read. Tilting his head, Kakashi finally made out 'Heart of Fire'. What an interesting name, he mused. Shrugging and deciding he could handle himself if anything absolutely weird was behind the door, he decided to enter. Slightly dazed and partly sober, not only did the décor and name intrigue him when he did, the atmosphere enticed as well. He looked around to find a tiny bar to the right and a circular stage lit up in the center of the venue. Men and woman sat in the chairs provided, but they looked to be a bit higher class then the others who frequented the more popular places Kakashi had already been to. They had the air of people who came not only to get their rocks off, but to enjoy a performance of some sort, and their sense of anticipation told Kakashi they had been here before and had enjoyed that performance.
Just as he was about to enter and make his way into the crowd, curiosity stirring his soul, a short man whose face was shadowed by a ball cap stepped in front of Kakashi. He was small in stature, but with Kakashi's heightened senses he could tell the man not only was composed entirely of muscle but had a decent amount of chakra built up as well.
"Name?' He said shortly, in a cute voice that would set most people at ease.
Kakashi took a moment to reply, and his hesitation caused the man to shift and place a hand on his hip, almost as if daring him to respond incorrectly.
"Hatake Kakashi." He stated and saw the wheels in the boy's head turn. He had decided the figure in front of him was not much older that one of his students. He took a moment to consider and then his hand went up to scratch his head.
"You're not a regular. What exactly are you here for?"
Kakashi was rather confused at this statement. This was just a normal place of questionable business where bored people like him came to waste a couple hours, right? What kind of question was that.
"It looked... different. I found the other places lacking and wanted to see if this one could keep my interest."
With Kakashi's short answer, the man frowned and seemed to come to a decision.
"Wait here for a second, I will return shortly."
With that Kakashi watched as the man turned and went through a private door to the back. All the while he felt another set of eyes on him from somewhere else in the small space, as if making sure he wasn't up to anything. Kakashi found it curious why the security of the establishment was so tight. What was really taking place here?
Toshi quickly went to the back, quickly locating his boss and revealing the name of the man out front to him.
"Kakashi, huh?" Toshi was slightly taken aback at the bright smile that suddenly graced his bosses light features. "Let him in."
Toshi bowed and left, not sure what to think about the slight chucking that he heard as he did. He guessed this guest was in for something either truly amazing, or truly horrifying. Deciding he would be in for an interesting night, well, more interesting than normal, Toshi smiled himself as he made his way back.
Pleased to find the man moved not an inch from where he left him, Toshi thus bowed to the guest and waved him to the floor.
"You may enter."
After that intriguing series of events, Kakashi took a seat at the back and ordered his drink, observing the small crowd and overheard the two men in front of talking about what must be the entertainment.
"I wonder who he'll be tonight." The first man said with a gleam in his eyes that showed true excitement over whatever was about to happen. The other man nodded quickly and spoke with the same enthusiasm.
"I hope it's the blonde again! She's my favorite. Such big breasts… and those eyes! It's like they see everything… and want it. If you know what I mean."
With that the two men laughed and continued their conversation discussing the different… characters? That performed and their favorite attributes of each. Kakashi digested the information and was curious. It seemed as if only one person was talked about, so maybe a single person did performances under different facades? It seemed interesting to say the least, and he was starting to let the excitement of the audience get to him as well, waiting silently and wondering what he was about to witness. He also heard other tidbits about it being a decent amount of time since they've been able to come to the performance. So, it wasn't always offered here? Kaksahi guessed he was lucky to have come at the right time.
It finally started a few minutes later, the lights flickering off, casting the room in utter darkness, before a single beam illuminated the first character who had taken the stage. Busty and ethereal, the girl before him was a goddess. Posed in a suggestive stance, eyes closed, he guessed this was the blonde the guy in front of him had hoped for. She stood still as the audience held their breath, the only movement made when she opened her eyes slowly. At first, only partly open, it was like a gentle breeze rolled over your skin and goosebumps appeared on your arms, but when she finally opened them completely, it was almost as if a fierce, brilliantly blue wave had picked you up and dragged you down into the deepest depths of ocean. Pinning you down and piercing you with their gaze. Kakashi felt his heart stand still along with the others as they patiently waited for her to move. Already, it felt as if the performer had control of the audience, like helpless clay, molding them in the palm of her petite, beautiful hands. What seemed like minutes was actually only a few seconds until she broke the stillness of the room, movements flowing like a swift ocean current, and more enticing than any mortal woman he had ever laid eyes on. She was a fantasy, dressed in a long, silky, transparent dress that seemed glued to her like a second skin, moving on stage like at any moment you could be awaken from reality and she would cease to exist. For this reason, the audience held their breath throughout her entire performance as well, for if it was released she would disappear in a cloud of smoke, never to return.
Her performance seemed to end just as quickly as it began, and when the light dimmed, and she faded, people actually began tearing up. She closed her eyes, posing just as she had at the beginning, and the tiny smile that could be seen gracing her lips was the only hint that she may return in the future. Giving them the slightest bit of hope, but not promising anything, an angel and devil intertwined as one.
The light faded, and darkness overtook the venue once again. Kakashi barely had time to gather his thoughts before a slight popping noise was heard, and then the lights slowly illuminated the stage once again. A smoky veil hid the body on stage, clearing ever so slightly as the figure turned and stood ready to begin anew. Eventually, Kakashi could make out the striking figure of a man this time, blonde as well, with a build that he saw predicted made most people in the audience drool. Muscled, but not exceedingly so, just the right amount of definition that showed he had obtained them through hard labor and training. Smooth, tan skin that begged for fingers to be run over it, to be savored. But even for the urge that overtook the audience to reach out, the dangerous look in his eyes kept those searching hands at bay before they even lifted. He looked like the personification of fire. Like if you touched him you wouldn't be able to avoid scorching your fingers.
The man, for some reason Hatake Kakashi couldn't fathom, looked directly into his eyes the moment the smoke cleared, and he could clearly see the man's face for the first time. Blue eyes again, like the female, but instead of the feeling of intense ocean waves, the feeling of the hottest part of a flame was felt. His eyes bored into Kakashi's, and it was then Kakashi felt the first inkling of familiarity. Whisker marks also grazed the man's handsome face, adding to his predatory persona. He had only seen those marks on one other person… and that person also had the same blonde hair and blue eyes…
Kakashi's musings were brought to an abrupt end when the man started moving. Like the woman, he oozed sexuality, but in a way that Kakashi never thought a man could. His lithe figure flowed with the music, all eyes absorbing every inch of his body, the only part left up to the imagination covered by skintight spandex. Well hell, even that couldn't be totally left up to the imagination because the prominent outline told of something that no one would be disappointed by. Feeling a slight stirring he'd never felt before, Kakashi watched carefully as the man lowered himself off the stage with such grace that the audience gasped. The crowd was silent and appreciative to have a better look as the man made his way through, eyes glued on Kakashi still. As the distance closed between them, it seemed as if the temperature continued to rise, until Kakashi knew he was dripping sweat when the man suddenly reached the back row where he was seated. As the feral scent of the man enveloped him, Kakashi's mind was spinning with emotions he had never felt before in his life. Time seemed to stop as the man dipped his head until his eyes were level with Kakashi's.
"Do you like what you see?" The man said with such a fervent look in his scorching blue eyes that Kakashi gasped and gripped the sides of his chair harder, turning his knuckles white. Kakashi nodded slightly, and the man then showed him a blinding smile that shook him to the core of his existence. Not thinking he could feel a single more ounce of emotion, Kakashi closed his eyes when the man leaned in closer, so he could feel the intense heat of the man's breath on his neck. But it wasn't until the man's next uttered words that Kakashi would learn of true confusion.
"Kakashi-sensei."
