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It wasn't fair, Ino thought as she looked self consciously down at her own body, her firm, perky, well toned body that is… Ever since she hit fourteen, men had done nothing but stare at her, so why now, when she actually had an attractive, available, not to mention half naked, man in the same bed as her, she was left feeling like an inadequate twelve year old?

Well she knew her effect wasn't completely lost on the man, no matter how ardently he was trying to portray his indifference. A hot blooded Jounin was still a man after all. Just because he held the rank, the age, the power here, didn't mean she was just going to allow herself to be humiliated. So he slept with her in a night of drunken – whatever, and now wanted to push her off as a mistake… the word burned harshly in her mind, she was not going to settle for that.

She was Ino Yamanaka after all. Top kunoichi of her graduating class, Chunnin at thirteen, one of the infamous rookie nine, and already being lined up for a promising career within ANBU's T and I unit. Women hated her and men fought for the chance to buy her a drink, damn it!

Well ok, that only happened once, but it still put a feather in her cap whenever she thought about the incident.

But all that in the face of Kakashi sensei, obviously meant nothing. To him, she was a mistake; something to be forgotten and brushed to the side while she was left feeling used and worthless. Well he had picked the wrong kunoichi to toss away.

"You're a tease," he stated in his bored droll.

Ino flashed him a predatory smile. "Does that mean you like what you see?" she asked, gazing up from beneath her eyelashes. She could swear he was blushing slighting. That was a good sign at least. "It's ok to look. I don't mind." She used a whispery voice, shifting ever so slightly towards the man. He stilled instantly, as though he were a small animal that had just caught the tiger's eye.

Ino let out a frustrated breath. How the hell was she supposed to work with this? It was like he hated her, or hated sex, or maybe just women? Or young women, maybe? But weren't they the hot ones? What was so appealing about older chicks anyways? Not to mention the civvies… lord knows she will never understand the civvies. They don't even work out, and have all that access fat… Well sure, she supposed that made them softer, and men did like to go on about how soft women were, not that that ever made much sense to her, but as she'd never woken up next to a girl before, she supposed she shouldn't be one to judge.

It was then that she noticed Kakashi was still staring incredulously at her. "You know," she began irritably, trying to hide the blush that came over her cheeks after being caught dazing off. "It's really hard to believe such an avid reader of Icha Icha is such a prude."

He didn't even need a moment. "Ino, you're one of my student's best friends and barely half my age."

"Isn't that normally a turn on though?" she asked, letting just a bit of her frustration seep out into her words. Didn't he get it? He had the power here. She was just left trying to save as much face as possible.

Ino puffed out her chest, before continuing on in a flippant voice, "Ugh, you act like you've never seen breasts before. Surely Sakura's flashed a little tit during missions before? Not that there's much there, I admit but still, partial nipple action at least. I remember this one time I got this particularly bad kunai to the chest, Asuma sensei had to take the whole-"

"There's a difference between a mission and waking up in bed!" he cut in, not wanting to hear anymore details of embarrassing mission situations. He was sure Asuma was rolling in his grave right now if he were listening in, that or getting ready to haunt his sleep for the next ten years.

"Yeah, usually the bed one is preferable." Kakashi ducked his head down, allowing his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Bad headache?" she asked wryly. There was no trace of the slightest sympathy in her voice. Kakashi was starting to wonder if she might actually really be pissed.

"Shockingly yes," he replied, allowing an eye to drift over to the girl at his side. He didn't want her upset. If anyone had the right to be upset, it was certainly her, but that didn't seem to be what she was truly going for, and for the life of him he just could not figure this girl out. One moment she was acting pissed, the next a vixen, and then vindictively amused… It just didn't make any sense.

"Give me your head," she said, shifting her body up till she was in a sitting position and turning to face him, naked breast and all, he couldn't help but mentally add as he eyed her wearily, unable to keep from staring. "And get your mind out of the gutter while you're at it."

He sighed. "Says the half naked girl in my bed," he grumbled as he acquiesced to her request.

Now she was being the sympathetic. For all he knew, she could be planning to snap his neck with that sweet smile of hers and comforting air.

"The half naked, incredibly hot, not to mention talented medic-nin, who just happens to know the technique for curing hangovers, in your bed," Ino corrected with a smirk. If there was anything at all that the teenager had learned from dealing with men, it was that they automatically turned to mush when sick and being doted on by a caring female… It was the whole- maternal thing, but she supposed it was a little weird to look at it that way when the girl was half naked. But after a brief moment of contemplation, it looked like Kakashi had decided to go along with it, however strongly he made his physical reservations.

"Now shift to the side, and lean your head back."

Kakashi began to do as she said, his head was pounding after all, but froze as it touched flesh and he realized what exactly that soft mound was…

"Seriously Kakashi, I don't think I've ever met a man that's made me feel less confident about my body. It's like I'm some disgusting old hag to you."

Kakashi stiffened. She thought he viewed her as disgusting? She was sixteen and beautiful! She wasn't disgusting at all, he thought as Ino pressed down on his forehead, forcing him into her so very inappropriate embrace.

He was the one perving after a young teenager after all; of course he was going to try to fight his natural instincts. Especially since he seemed to have proven that he was less in control of his functions when inebriated than was right for one of Konoha's finest. It was down right embarrassing.

"Now just relax," she said as she allowed the glow of green chakra to infuse her hands. She may not be able to get out of this mess with her dignity in tact, but like hell was she going to prove herself worthless.

"Ino…"

"Hey guess what," she snapped, while letting her hands brush the sides of his temple. That really shouldn't feel as comforting as it did. "You're about to learn the number one reason why old guys like you shouldn't hook up with teenagers."

"I'm not old," he grumbled, relaxing into the soft warmth that seemed to flow through his body at her touch.

She smirked at that. As soon as her chakra began to do its work, soothing the pain throbbing in the man's head, she saw his face begin to grow lax. So she let her head bend down over his, allowing a few strands of hair to brush over his features and causing him to squint open his one good eye to look up at her. "We're clingy," the girl finished with a bemused expression on her face.

As long as she kept doing what ever it was she was doing, she could be as clingy as she liked, he though absently as he stared up into wide, innocent eyes.

He really was rather handsome without the mask he normally wore, she thought, brushing a few stray hairs from his forehead while still keeping the last few dregs of chakra as long as she could.

As her flow of chakra broke, he sighed in resignation, and shifting away to his own side of the bed. It was best not to get too comfortable like that.

Ino felt a sharp pain cut across her chest at the obvious rejection. Was she really that much of an embarrassment to the man? Ino's throat constrict slightly at the thought. Didn't he have any idea what this was like for her? No, she wasn't about to show weakness, she wasn't just some other chick that you randomly found in your bed the morning after, and she refused to ever be remembered as such.

So as he laid back, waiting for the last few tracing of pain to leave his head, she scooted over and curled herself up next to him. As predicted, he stiffened up and if he wasn't already at the very edge of the bed, would likely have fallen off in the attempt to get even further away from her. "You know, it's not like this isn't awkward for me too, you know."

"Well then you could always get off of me," he answered in a strained voice, feeling the girl drape her arm across him and snuggle those soft, perfect breasts onto his chest, as her head founds it's way into the crook of his shoulder. How was he supposed to get her off of him without insulting her, or letting on the fact that he had a rather uncomfortable erection going on ever since she'd decided he should use her as a pillow?

Ino remember her first foray into the realm of physical gratification. It had been horribly disappointing with a Chunnin she'd barely even known, but she'd done it because well, she did like him, at least she thought he was attractive, and was nice to her, but mainly because she'd just wanted to get it over with. Everyone already assumed she wasn't anyways, so why not. It really wasn't a big deal, and in the morning they had said their goodbyes, nothing awkward or regretting, they both knew what the other expected… but even with what could only be described as a horribly awkward fumble and tumble, she still felt somewhat empowered by the whole experience. At least the boy seemed grateful to have gotten the chance at such a fine and rather well endowed specimen of female, unlike what she was dealing with now. How is it, that one experience could be so different from the next? Was Kakashi on such a high level tier that it should be her left feeling grateful for the experience of having woken up next to the great copy ninja? Was she so low on the conquest scale?

Equal parts pain and frustration warred within her as she pulled back from the obviously uninterested man. "You're such a bastard, you know that? I may not be a virgin-"

A sigh of relief.

"But that doesn't mean I have a headboard filled with notches either. You could at least pretend like you may have enjoyed last night before completely rejecting me and making me feel like another worthless whore," Ino spat viciously, before turning away from the man. It was time to cut her losses.

Kakashi's mouth dropped as the girl pulled herself from his body. The loss of her comforting warmth shocked him but not nearly so much as her words. "What? No, that's not what I think of you, not at all." How could she ever get that from the fact that he was just so very, very painfully aware of the whole inappropriateness of, well, everything? "It's just-"

"Weird," she bit out. "I got it."

"Ino…"

"I said I got it, okay?" she huffed out again, still remaining stubbornly faced away from him. Even when she felt his warm hand rest upon her bare shoulder, did she refuse to move.

"Ino," he said again, more loudly than before. "I really am sorry." She still refused to move. "You're right, I am a bastard. You have every right to hate me. What I did was inexcusable. You're only sixteen-"

"Don't," came a muffled voice, buried between pillows. "Don't you dare use that as an excuse."

Kakashi remained with his hand on her should, awkwardly staring at the girls naked back. He was so confused. He really didn't know what to do next. Surely he'd tried everything by now, but the girl's emotion's kept changing so quickly, he didn't know which tactic to use next, or which to go back to, or just, anything. Yes, there was a very good reason why men should not get involved with teenage girls.

They were crazy.

Suddenly the girl rolled to her back, only to stare dully at the ceiling. "Kiss me."

Kakashi blinked. No, crazy didn't even begin to cover it.

"Please," she whispered, still refusing to look at him. "At least let me know I wasn't a complete mistake to you."

The man's brow creased, wondering at this new request.

"I know you don't like me, like that, and I know this is just one big mortifying experience for you, but to me…" She took a breath. "It's not. I mean, I really didn't think of you like that either, but I could-"

He made to interrupt but she quickly continued on. "No, I'm not asking for that, I just, well I woke up next to Kakashi Hatake, that's kind of a big deal," she said, obviously trying to make light of her previous line of thought. "I'd like to have something to show for it, something I remember."

It was slowly becoming obvious, however that all her previous bravado was just for show and Kakashi felt himself cringing inwardly that he'd assumed she much more jaded than her sixteen years should have told him. She was strong, Ino, he would have to give her that. But she was still very innocent.

So instead of letting her continue, he did the only decent thing he could think of. He bent his head over, and lightly placed a kiss on her lips.

The girl blinked for a few seconds in surprise as he drew back. Kakashi couldn't help but flash a roguish smile at her dumbfounded expression. He felt good and couldn't help but let it show a little. This beautiful, young girl just wanted the bragging rights to having kissed him. Well, that seemed like the very first right thing he'd done right all morning. But dealing with Ino, he should've known it wouldn't be that easy.

Kakashi had kissed her. He actually listened to what she was saying, and actually kissed her. Ino couldn't believe it. She not only got to see the famous copy ninja's really quite handsome, not to mention younger than you'd expect face, but she also got to kiss him! Not that it was that much of a kiss, mind you. Just a peck, really. A really pathetic one at that, when you began to think about it, and they had just spent the night together, so…

"You call that a kiss?" the girl exclaimed, instantly sitting back up to look at the man. "No wonder you can't get laid!"

Kakashi's smile dropped.

"This is why you get them liquored up first, isn't it?" she continued on, though Ino was finding it harder to keep a straight face. Ino always wins, a smug voice said from the back of her mind. "Do it again," she pronounced, haughtily with a pout and ever so slightly twitching lips. "And this time, I expect tongue."

At that, Kakashi did laugh. There was no way out of this, he suddenly realized. "You're serious, aren't you?" he said while shaking his head.

"Of course, and why not?" Ino answered with a grin. "I'm hot, you're hot. We just had a night of mind blowing sex-"

She held up her hand when it looked like he was about to interrupt. "My assumption is based on the fact that we're both clearly awesome, and not on that really pathetic little peck you gave me there. I mean really, I kiss Sakura more suggestively than that."

Wait, did she just say…

"So why don't we just make the best of an awkward situation and get the most out of it while we can? Life's short, the damage is already done."

Kakashi stared at her speechless for a moment. For all their previous arguments, the girl did make a good point. Of course the vision of Ino making out with Sakura wasn't helping his thought process.

"I'm waiting," the blonde called, giving him a suggestively raised eyebrow.

And what was it about a great rack that just drew the eye… "Huh?"

"Kiss me, I said," Ino exasperated, as though explaining to a small child. "You owe me."

His eye twitched back to her face as her arms crossed over her bust. Again, he was left contemplating the logic that was Ino.

"Please," she whispered, reaching a hand to gently trace down his fore arm, only to stop once it rested upon his own. "Sensei?"

His dark eye locked with her innocent blues, and he felt his body react to the words before his mind even had a chance to process them.

Oh, he was so going to hell for this.

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