Prompt from Cherryflowerblossoms!
Tanline
After a successful mission, Kakashi and Sakura were headed back home. The sun baked the earth, heat shimmering against the road. She was fairly certain her nose hairs were getting singed with every scorching breath. The inside of Sakura's nostrils smelt of something burnt. She coated on her third layer of sunscreen. Her skin tended to burn easily, turning an unsightly lobster red before shedding like a snake a few days later. She wasn't one of those beauties who were kissed golden by sunlight. Nope, she just got horribly scarlet and then went back to being sheet pale afterwards.
She held out the bottle of sunscreen to Kakashi. "You should put some on too. You're going to get a mask tanline."
"I put some one earlier. Besides, who is going to be able to tell if I do get a tanline?"
He had a point. So instead, she shoved the bottle back into her pack. "If this heat doesn't let up soon, I'm going to move into the lake."
"Don't you mean move near the lake?"
"No, I'm going to move into the lake."
"Sakura, there are so many issues with that. How would you get your mail?"
"I'm not sure why that's your first concern." She laughed, nudging him with her shoulder.
"The integrity of the postal system is no joke."
They exchanged more thoughts on the pros and cons of living underwater until Sakura yelled, "I can't take it anymore. It's coming off!"
"W-what?" Kakashi sounded alarmed.
She unzipped her flak jacket, taking it off then folding it neatly into her pack. She wore a black tank top underneath that dipped, displaying a healthy amount of cleavage. Whatever. She was used to showing way more skin than that. Besides, if you got 'em, flaunt 'em. She stretched happily, appreciating the air touching the freshly exposed areas on her shoulders. Although, now she was worried she'd get burned there too. She could reach most of it, but her back was going to be more than a challenge.
"Can you put the sunscreen on my back?" she asked.
Kakashi stilled. He found himself once again staring at the bottle of sunscreen that she held out to him. He took it, looking as if he couldn't figure out what it was supposed to be. She quickly turned around, holding her hair up so that he could better access the spot between her shoulders.
She glanced back when she noticed he hadn't moved. "Kakashi?"
He slowly, slowly removed his glove as she impatiently bounced in place. That was the moment the first fat drop of rain fell on her hand. She dropped her hair, tilting her head to watch the clouds gather. A smile spread on her lips as she threw her arms out to accept the sudden onpour.
His reaction was different, flinching as he felt the rain on his scalp, soaking through his hair, weighing down the usually gravity defying strands. He shrugged his vest over his head. "We still have to walk a good five kilometers back."
"I don't mind. I was feeling super sweaty and gross anyway." She jumped into a puddle then twirled. "You don't like the rain?"
"Only if I'm inside and under a few blankets. I don't want to catch a cold," he grumbled.
"If you do, I'll just nurse you back to health."
"Usually I down a few bottles of cold medicine and knock out for a few days."
"Uh, please don't do that." Sakura wrinkled her nose. "My chicken and ginger broth has magical healing powers."
"Is that verified by science?"
"Just take my word for it." She bumped her hip against his. Laughter bubbled out of her as she took a good look at him for the first time with his vest over his head. "You're being ridiculous."
"Come join me." He shuffled closer, lurching forward like a clumsy monster, holding the edges of the vest open for her.
"No!" she shrieked, but he was too quick, wrapping the vest around her and trapping her against him. As her giggles subsided, she became aware of how much she liked his scent surrounding her. A heated blush rose to her face.
Her heart beat faster. She should step away. It didn't feel like a joke anymore and she didn't want to make a fool of herself. She almost stumbled backwards after intending to step away, but he caught her.
The rain should have chilled her, yet she was warm from head to toe. Why were they being so quiet, when only moments before they'd been laughing together? She was afraid to look up, afraid to see how he was looking at her: was it as a friend or as…something more?
"Damn it," she heard him say, then he gently tilted her face to his, the vest over them dropping back into place. Her eyes widened briefly before shutting to taste more of that kiss mingled with summer rain.
When they broke apart, they stared at each other, almost in surprise. He opened his mouth to speak, but she traced a line across his cheek.
"What?" he asked.
"Tanline."
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