Underwear

Chapter 10: Plotting and Preperations

by thatreevesgirl/Lemon Drops (both me)

Sakura laid splayed on her bed, still puffing from pure exhaustion. Today's workout…pure hell. She promised herself that death with be dealt swiftly to the evil trio of stupid which had wrecked great amounts of chaos on her lovely swimming date. Oh the possibilities that could have been realized, particularly Kakashi in wet, silk boxers. Silk shrivels when wet, and Ino swore it might have just disintegrated if it was the expensive kind. That didn't sound right to Sakura, but it was still a tantalizing thought.

Sakura could see it all in her mind, watching as Kakashi waded into the water little by little, glancing down as he found himself engulfed a little bit more by the surface of the water, the hem of his boxers just melting away as he went. Kakashi, being the very aware pervert he was, would smile coyly, almost knowingly at her and say, "Oh dear, I completely forgot I can't get these wet, now they're all ruined." Of course, the copy-nin wouldn't be daunted at all by the loss of his undergarments, he would continue wading in the water until he was next to Sakura, completely naked, and maybe if she was lucky a little hard, her teacher ready to "teach" her a new technique or two.

Sakura sighed, shaking the rather naughty thoughts away as she tried to relax on her bed. All she wanted before her date with Kakashi was a little peace and quiet, time to get rested and prepare for whatever pleasant going-ons would happen when she was safely locked away in the apartment of the infamous copy-nin. That was not even a remote possibility with four very boisterous kunoichi raiding her closet, arguing about what was appropriately sexy for a date with Sakura's beloved Kakashi-sensei.

Hinata was holding something flattering, sexy, but still quite appropriate in the mind of the proper, young Hyuuga heiress (which meant it covered nearly all skin that could possibly be exposed), TenTen was ogling a cute Chinese dress, Moegi was quite enamored with a skirt and tight fitting red sweater, and Ino topped them all with the tightest, smallest, black dress Sakura owned. They were arguing at the top of their grating, female voices as Sakura covered her head with a pillow and tried to think of happier thoughts, thoughts of Kakashi, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sai in their underwear.

At this point Sakura's daydreams had run wild, on overdrive since seeing her four teammates in only their undergarments, mostly because those lewd thoughts were the only things which kept her going during the arduous afternoon workout that Kakashi had put her through. She didn't blame him, it was well deserved by all parties, but probably more so for the three battling idiots. They were a trio of combined stupidity not to be underestimated. Sakura grumbled to herself, because despite everything Sai, Sasuke, and Naruto had done, there was a part of her who still desired each and every one of them.

Sakura hadn't said anything to anyone, but seeing Naruto…well, in that one particular condition, had sent her perverted, underwear-fetish consumed mind into a tailspin. There was just something about seeing that damn blond in a pair of wet, orange boxer-briefs while sporting quite the hard-on. It was possibly even more enticing than Kakashi in mesh.

Kakashi and Naruto weren't the only tantalizing ones. Sai might have worn that silly bellyshirt most of the time, but what most kunoichi didn't know was how his chest was just as exquisite as those abs he showed off. His pale, creamy skin, nearly flawless with very few scars, would ripple over his well toned, lithe pectoral muscles. Sakura often wondered why she hadn't jumped Sai years ago. And then there was Sasuke, gods alive she couldn't deny that Sasuke was the first man she'd ever loved (even if it was only a very innocent girl's love), and definitely the first man she ever lusted after (when he came home it took all her willpower not to rip off his clothes and explore just how much he'd grown).

The world was either blessing her or cursing her—she wasn't sure which—when it graced Haruno Sakura's life with who were arguably the four most attractive shinobi in all the great ninja nations. There was no denying it, they were a delicious lot indeed. Damn them. Damn all of them and their undeniable sexiness.

Sakura was torn from her thoughts when the sound of ripping fabric pierced the air.

Sakura looked up to see Ino and TenTen both holding half of her very sexy and naughty black dress. Sakura raised an eyebrow at them as they sheepishly tried to hide the destroyed clothing, but she was too tired to berate them, she only mumbled, "You are replacing that."

Ino substituted her choice with a mini skirt and a halter top, something that managed to show even more skin than the dress had. "Okay," her blonde friend said as the four of them walked from Sakura's closet over to her bed, "Which one is it going to be?"

Sakura glared at all the women, "I can pick my own damn clothes."

Moegi poked the tired Sakura in the kneecap with a sharp, pointy fingernail. "No, no, that will not do! For one night, you must be the sexiest kunoichi in all of Konoha in order to entice your unbelievably hot sensei into a scandalous romance with you, one of his former students!"

All the girls stared at the younger woman, who was now blushing and chuckling lightly. Sakura personally wondered when Konohamaru's pervertedness (who inherited it from a certain blond knucklehead) had rubbed off on the girl. The other question which had been running rampant in Sakura's mind was when Ino had found the time to start an underwear club, and how she had convinced these three poor saps to join? Were all girls as perverted as Ino and herself? Sakura hated to admit it, but she was a pervert, one of the best, or elite as Kakashi had called her.

Sakura finally gave in to the four women huddled around her, shoving random articles of clothing into her face. "Ino, give me that miniskirt. Moegi, give me the sweater. TenTen I could use your help with my hair after I shower, and Hinata, I need a pair of shoes that helps this outfit not scream 'tramp' when Kakashi sees me in it."

The four women smiled brightly at their friend, nodding, and then quickly ushering Sakura into the bathroom to get ready for her date, which was quickly approaching. Hinata ran home to get a pair of sandals she adored; strappy, sexy, but quite appropriate in bringing down the slutty factor between the sweater and the mini, she also was going to grab a nice, light overcoat for her friend to wear, Sakura should be presented as a lady after all.

Ino, of course, stayed in the bathroom as Sakura showered, giving her friend advice on what to do if she and Kakashi found themselves mysteriously without clothes. TenTen, master of styling hair into any updo in addition to being a weapons specialist, prepared to give Sakura a very sexy look. Moegi sat on Sakura's bed and thumbed through Sakura's rather large collection of Icha Icha books. It was a bad habit that Kakashi had gotten Sakura started on.

One hour later Sakura was dressed, primped, and according to Moegi, the sexiest kunoichi since Leaf's great and powerful leader Tsunade. Sakura smiled, it was nice being compared to her mentor, because Tsunade was indeed very sexy (as long as you didn't know about her drinking habit, or the gambling addiction, or the way she could beat the living tar out of any ninja alive). Sakura hoped that she wouldn't inherit the first two bad qualities of the Fifth, but she doubted it since she never gambled and wasn't particularly drawn to alcoholic beverages. She knew her strength made Kakashi and the rest of team seven a little uneasy, but she hid it fairly well when not on missions. Sakura didn't like to shove it in the boys' faces that she could outmuscle each and every one of them if she wanted to.

"Sakura!" Ino's sharp voice interrupted her thoughts. "You need to get going or you are going to be late. Good luck on your date, make us proud!" Leaning in with a rather lewd grin on her face Ino added, "And steal Kakashi's boxers as a memento if you get that far."

Sakura nearly punched the other woman out. Was her friend really that big of an idiot? "I'm not stealing Kakashi's underwear. He's an elite ninja, he'll notice if he's missing his undergarments."

"Do it, it is your duty as one of the underwear club's founding members," Ino said pointedly, staring Sakura down as if she were shanking one of her sacred duties as a member of the outrageous group of underwear loving women in Konoha.

Sakura glared right back at Ino, muttering under her breath, "I don't believe I knew anything about this stupid club till the four of you showed up on my doorstep a little bit ago. I think Hinata is more a founding member than I am."

This, of course, caused Hinata to blush fiercely, poking her fingers together in her nervous habit as she added, "No, no I'm not…I'm not…" the rest of the words never made it out of her mouth as she started stuttering from complete embarrassment. Hinata really hoped that if Ino helped her win over Shino that she wouldn't have to bring a pair of the bug-nin's boxers in to share with the group. That was just…well, it was very perverted to the young Hyuuga heiress.

"You gotta," Moegi interrupted, folding her arms and staring Sakura down. "The first chance I get I'm stealing a pair of Konohamaru's underwear. It should be our rite of passage for kunoichi joining the club."

Ino rolled her eyes at the younger woman, "I think that is going a bit far."

"Bah, you should be the first one jumping on that bandwagon, cause I heard you and Shikamaru have a thing going." Moegi waggled her eyebrows at Ino as she continued, "I bet you already have a pair, don't you pervy-Ino?"

Ino looked like she was about ready to lay into the other woman, which amused Sakura to no end. It appeared Sakura found an ally in Moegi against her friend and rival Ino, and seeing how infuriated Ino was, a damn good ally too. "I'll steal a pair of Kakashi's undergarments when you bring me a pair of Shikamaru's, but that is only if Kakashi and I get that far. Maybe I'm not ready for that."

Ino muttered as she walked away, "As if Kakashi would let that opportunity slip by, and like you would stop him. Face it Sakura, you are one pretty little rose who's getting deflowered tonight. I expect a pair of silk boxers to appear at our next meeting or I'm booting you out of the club."

Sakura wanted to rebut that outrageously stupid comment, but Hinata started herding her toward the door, wishing her luck as she encouraged Sakura to not be late. Damn you, Ino, Sakura thought to herself, when I return I'm gonna give you a piece of my mind. Then again, having a pair of Kakashi's sexy underwear wasn't a bad idea, it was just the principle that she would be thrown out of the club by the self-proclaimed pervy-president if she didn't get them. Not fair at all in Sakura's mind, and Ino would know that, but tomorrow, because Hinata was right, she was going to be late.

Somewhere across town there was a rather drunk Naruto smiling into the bottom of a mug of cold beer as his friend the Kazekage sipped on some expensive sake. Naruto by all means looked like he was three sheets to the wind, and Gaara appeared to be completely in control of himself as he drank. Unfortunately for the Kazekage, their positions with being influenced by alcohol were exactly the opposite. Naruto was quite aware of his surroundings and barely buzzed, and Gaara, if he attempted to stand, would probably be tripping and falling over his own feet. Naruto clinked a cup of sake against Gaara's since he was done with his beer, and downed the small amount of strong drink as he grinned fiercely at the redhead.

"Ya know, Gaara, I was thinking…"

Gaara interrupted Naruto by adding a rather snarky, "That's a first," before Naruto glared at him and continued. Gaara was quite good at appearing to be in control of his mouth, sounding quite a bit more sober than he actually was.

Naruto was not blessed with the same ability. "I was thinking tha…maybe I'd swear off women, screw 'em all."

"And become more intimate with your hand?" the Kazekage asked in a drunken whisper.

Naruto just stared at his friend, Gaara had mentioned something about not holding his drink well, but Naruto hadn't been prepared for impetuous attitude of a drunken Gaara. "No, it isn't like I was getting much before, it wouldn't be that different, so maybe I'll become, uh..."

"Celibate?"

"Yeah! Celibate." Naruto's version was slower, like he was sounding it out for the first time. "I don't need sex."

"Sex is fun though."

And talking with drunk Gaara was disturbing to Naruto, that was for sure. "What, are you some kind of sex fiend?

"If I were?" Gaara ventured with a dark chuckle. "Besides, from your correspondeses with me I highly doubt you are getting much by the way of women at all."

"Don't push your luck, Gaara. I could get any girl I wanted if I wanted to. I just don't, because I care for Sakura-chan."

Gaara looked skeptically over to his friend, "Really? I think it has very little to do with Haruno, and much more to do with how bad your skills with women are."

"Whatever you say, Ka-ze-ka-ge-sama," the words were long and drawn out, as well as laced with a certain amount drunk sarcasm. "I hope they make you marry someone old and ugly."

Gaara opened his mouth to add a rebuttal, but he was rather stumped to what comeback was appropriate to something so mean-spirited. He didn't want to fight with Naruto, because that would mean the one person who actually understood him would be alienated from Gaara, and the Kazekage didn't want that. "I'm just saying…don't give up sex."

"Yeah, well I'm about to lose the love of my life to my sensei, cause he's gonna screw her tonight, I just know it."

Gaara was more than amused by his friend at this point. Gaara knew Naruto wasn't an idiot, and he was a very nice guy. That sensei of Naruto's, well, he was the kind of person who all the women went for, leaving the nice guys in the dust. "So what if your sensei didn't screw her?"

Naruto's glazed over, cerulean eyes were full of skepticism as he added, "Yeah, I doubt there's going to be anything that stops him from getting into her panties tonight."

"I could."

Naruto laughed hard at that, nearly choking on the new beer the barkeep had given him. Had Gaara really just responded to his statement with a 'me,' because there was definitely something wrong with that if he did. "What are you gonna do, Gaara? Use your great powers as Kazekage to force Kakashi not to have sex with my Sakura?"

"Something like that," the sand leader retorted.

Naruto actually guffawed at that, releasing a chain of snorts and amused chuckles before he realized that Gaara was completely serious. Naruto began mimicking his friend, standing up and announcing, "By decree of the Kazekage, the great copy-nin Hatake Kakashi shall not have sex with Haruno Sakura, so says the great Sabaku no Gaara."

"Shut up. I meant that you and I can prevent the coupling from happening," Gaara muttered. "I think this date of theirs is about to go horribly awry, because you and I have my sand to help the disasters along."

Naruto smirked and nodded, he was beginning to catch onto what Gaara was hinting at. "Oh, that's what you meant. In that case, I think I like your terrible, evil ways. Let the date ruining begin! Sakura will be so disappointed that she'll ask to leave early."

In complete agreement Gaara added, "Yes, Sakura will be begging for your attention after this."

Gaara almost regretted offering his services to ruin Sakura and Kakashi's date as Naruto threw his arms around him and hugged for all he was worth for the second time that night, in public no less. Ruin the date for Naruto, then kill Naruto, those were the two things that topped Gaara's to-do list for the evening. Naruto probably wouldn't be very keen on the second thing, but really, there was only so much embarrassment the blond moron could cause before Gaara gave him a good beating.