W - Wisdom
Sakura and Jiraiya were sitting at a two-seater high-top table in the back of the local jonin bar. Their heads were close together as they spoke in hushed whispers. At some point, Jiraiya had pulled out a notebook and had begun to take copious notes.
The rest of Team Kakashi watched the two from across the bar.
"What could Sakura want with Ero-sennin?" Naruto asked his teammates.
"Maybe she is giving him book ideas," Sasuke joked.
Naruto's eyes enlarged to the size of saucers, and he stood up in order to fetch Sakura.
"Sit down, Naruto," Kakashi ordered. "Sasuke was just joking."
Naruto sat down slowly, debating whether Kakashi was right.
When Naruto had finally reseated himself, Kakashi let his gaze travel back to Sakura. He was surprised to find her gesturing erratically, and Jiraiya looking at her slightly confused. What were they talking about, he wondered.
And then, an exasperated Sakura reached into her medic pouch and pulled out a rather well-worn copy of Icha Icha Paradise. She thumbed through it until she found a particular page, placed it on the table and slid it over to Jiraiya. Jiraiya inspected the page and gave her an enthusiastic thumbs up.
Jiraiya began to start pointing at the picture and talking. At this point, Kakashi was dying to know what they were talking about. So, in order to read their lips, he pushed up his forehead protector to reveal his sharingan eye. The tomoe slowly started to swirl as he focused some chakra into his eye to better read their lips.
"...and then raise your leg until it's pressed against your chest, that will change the angle of penetration. It will drive him crazy," Jiraiya finished. Kakashi suddenly felt like he was drowning, it was hard to take in air. What the heck were they talking about?
He looked over at Sakura and saw that she was nodding in understanding, and then she asked, "Should I keep my leg straight or bent at the knee?"
"Can you keep your leg straight in this position?" Jiraiya asked incredulously.
"Sure, I am really flexible," Sakura replied.
One thousand sexual positions ran through Kakashi's head where flexibility would be a major asset. He was so caught up in picturing Sakura in each of these positions that he forgot to breathe. The room began to spin, and Kakashi took in a sharp breath of air.
Kakashi's gasp for breath had everyone at the table turning to look at him.
They all saw that he had revealed his sharingan, and Naruto couldn't help but ask, "What are they saying?"
Kakashi's head snapped towards Naruto, and he choked out a non-committal noise.
Sasuke snorted, and asked the same question, "What are they saying?"
When Kakashi failed to respond, Sasuke activated his own sharingan and turned to look at Sakura and Jiraiya. Sakura had started to flip through Icha Icha Paradise again.
Yamato, Naruto and Sai turned their attention on the last Uchiha. They watched as his eyes widened and blood started to slowly trickle from his nose.
"What are they saying?"
"Speed... Angle... Rhythm... Depth..." He muttered before his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he passed out.
"Eh?" Naruto exclaimed. "What does that even mean?"
Kakashi immediately started laughing at Sasuke's reaction, and missed Sakura's approach.
Sakura slid into the seat beside Kakashi and asked, "What's so funny?"
Sakura's voice jerked Kakashi from his laughter and he turned to face her. Before he could stop himself, he conjured a mental image of Sakura and himself tangled in an extremely complicated sexual position.
Sakura was confused by Kakashi's blank stare, so she waved a hand in front of his face. The motion jarred Kakashi from his fantasy and he shook his head to clear the tempting images painting his imagination.
"You okay?" she asked, quirking an eyebrow.
Kakashi gave a quick nod, and Sakura smiled.
Sakura turned back to the table to see a passed out Sasuke.
"Did he drink to much? He rarely overindulges," she inquired.
"Nah, he fainted," Naruto told her. He gave Sasuke a hard poke to rouse him from his unconsciousness. "More importantly, why were you talking with Ero-sennin?"
Sasuke sat up and and brought a hand up to his head. The room had stopped spinning, and he looked up at Sakura. A faint blush spread across his face.
"Oh, Jiraiya?" she asked. "I was just asking him for sex advice."
Sasuke passed out again, and the rest of Team Kakashi settled for gaping at her.
She looked at their incredulous expressions, and then started laughing.
"Don't look so scandalized. He is Konoha's resident sexpert. Although I do need someone to help me practice what he taught me."
She pulled out her Icha Icha, flipped it open and showed it to Kakashi.
"You're pretty familiar with his work, have you ever tried this one?" she asked the Copy Nin.
Kakashi looked down at a familiar picture, seeing as he had read Icha Icha Paradise several hundred times. However, this page was completely unlike his own; Sakura's page was annotated in her neat flowing script. He read her notes and wondered just how many times she had tried this position.
"No matter what I do, I can't seem to get the mechanics of this one down. Do you think you could help me, Kakashi?"
Kakashi looked up from the page to Sakura's face. She looked back at him; her facial expression was neutral, as if she didn't really care whether he accepted her proposition or not.
Kakashi swallowed the lump in his throat; but before he could respond, Naruto's fist made contact with his chin.
"You can't take advantage of Sakura!"
Shit, how did he forget their whole team was there?
