She tried not to look, but it seemed impossible not to. She cast a glimpse and felt her cheeks redden at the sight. She cursed silently that Tsunade just had to write in the mission scroll that bathing suits and shit like that had to be packed also to be able to perform this mission successfully. Actually it was hardly a mission, more of a relaxation mission for Team Kakashi, Sai and Yamato, more than anything. But of course this fact was revealed as instructed by the team leader when they had settled at the hotel that would be their home for a whole week.
Okay to be honest, she was so glad to finally have a holiday and an own room while the four other teammates had to share in two rooms. She wondered how Naruto felt about sharing with Sai. He disliked that emotionless guy who called him dick-less. Anyway that was not her problem right now, her problem was actually what was to the right of her.
All of them had put their towels on the beach in a row, facing the ocean, Sakura in the middle and her problem to her right while dick-less and the painter to her left. She lay on her stomach to gain some colour on her back. Kakashi sat on the towel to the right of her and read his smutty book while Yamato was on his right. Kakashi's arms rested on his knees and only wearing a mask and bathing shorts she could see his well toned stomach, arms and legs. That was what made her redden and put her face down on the towel to cover her face with her arms to hide her dilemma.
However she could not help but steal another glance and instantly her thoughts began to reach very dirty areas in her mind. 'I wouldn't mind to drag my nails over that', she thought looking at his stomach, 'or feel those strong arms around me while he…'she could feel herself becoming wet in her bikini panties. 'Oh gosh he is so turning me on!' and she turned away biting her lip. 'Oh my gosh!'
Kakashi looked up from his book when he smelled it. 'What the…?' he thought and looking around his eyes fell on Sakura, where she lay on her stomach to his left. He managed to get a glimpse of her red face and biting lip before she turned to look out toward the ocean. He sniffed the air again; 'is, is she turned on?' He frowned and sniffing the air again he found the smell rather sweet and slightly arousing. To somehow be able to satisfy his curiosity he asked out loud:
"Sakura, are you alright?"
She turned her face abruptly towards him and with a red face and nervous smile she answered him:
"Yes sensei, why do you ask?" 'Shit, fuck, did he notice my face, or wait, think if he noticed…' she did not mange to finish her thoughts.
"Oh nothing Sakura, just… eh, I saw you are a little red, just wondering if you might have become ill or something."
"Oh no I am alright, just a little red from the sun that's all." 'Shit what a fucking lie.' "I think I shall return to the hotel, don't want to get sunburned first day." She got up and gathered her stuff in an instant.
"Okay Sakura, I'll come to check on you later," he said and followed her with his eye. Now she smelled a little bit of sweat and her sweet arousal. 'I wonder what she tastes like' suddenly popped into his mind and before he knew it he slapped himself in the face with his book at his own stupid thought.