A/N: I have this thought in my head that Ino and Sai are pretty damn perverted in their own ways lmfao this chapter made me change the rating of this fic, just a forewarning (though it doesn't get as far out of hand as you might be thinking now).

Instead of Kindness

Ino was freaking out.

By the time business winded down long enough for her to see that it was nearing ever closer to closing time, Ino didn't want the work day to end. It was a weird, maddening moment when she almost begged the last customer to stay a little longer.

But no, eventually, he appeared with that damn smile of his and a boxed cake in his hand.

"Is this a date?" was the first thing out of his mouth and Ino's brain slowed to the point that she couldn't register the meaning at first.

After a long, silencing moment, Ino choked, inhaled a shriek before it could form, and then firmly shook her head.

"It's not?"

"No, because then we'd be technically be dating," she explained and at his dead eyed expression, she added, "and then I'd be your girlfriend, which is commitment that neither you or me want to happen, right?"

"I read in a book that commi—"

Ino cut him off with a hand to his mouth, already feeling a headache coming on as she finished locking up the store. With a silencing look, she dragged him by the crook of his elbow down the street. "Let's just go to my house, make out and eat cake in my bedroom so my mother doesn't see you."

She was only mildly disturbed when Sai pulled his arm from her and slid it around her bare waist, warm skin touching hers. At her questioning glance, he said, "I saw a couple walking this way a while ago and wondered if it was comfortable."

"Is it?" Ino asked, unable to help her curiosity.

Sai inclined his head, ran his fingers over her side with a probing touch, searching and then, as she tried not to squirm, he reached up to squeeze her boob.

Ino jerked away, yelping as she disengaged. She swiveled in his direction, equal parts baffled and questioning her reality. Sai just groped me. She was confused about whether she should be angry with him or not, placing her into an odd stand still where she just gaped at him.

He looked confused. "Did I do something wrong?"

She squinted at him, wondering if this was a faked reaction on his part but then realized, again, who she was with. "Did you see the couple do that or something?" Ino winced at how she phrased the question but all the same, it brought results.

He nodded.

Blinking as she digested this information, it was abrupt when she began to laugh. But then, she couldn't stop! Ino was almost convinced this made him into some sort of pervert to spy on people like that, but really, the whole situation was so absurd, Ino also didn't care what that said about him.

She'd already known he was a weirdo.

Still laughing, Ino took Sai's hand and slid it back onto her waist. She grinned at him. "We gotta be behind closed doors before you can touch my boob."

Sai nodded and remained on his best behavior for as long as it took to reach Ino's house. They'd walked the entire way, despite the much faster roof pathway that would've cut down travel time, but Ino would be a liar if she said she felt like those were wasted seconds.

As it turned out, she liked him touching her skin, even when his palm began to form a touch of sweat.

Under Ino's directives, they did jump to Ino's upstairs bedroom window, rather than chance her mother being around downstairs. The house was quiet though, so Ino wondered if maybe she'd gone to a friend's house. Regardless, Ino was alone.

Alone with a boy—and cake.

Sai stared at her and she stared at him, for all of one very awkward minute before Ino took the box from his hand and set it onto her desk. Then she dove for her bed, patting a hand on it for him to come join her.

Okay, just going to casually teach this boy to kiss and look back on this night as a fond, charitable moment of mine.

Hopefully.

But then Sai actually got onto the bed and Ino's nervousness returned. What if she was bad at kissing? It wasn't like she was new to it; she wasn't the poster child for innocence and had plenty of past relationships that had sort of trained her on what could be called a good kiss. But, well, it'd been a few months since her last boyfriend and even she knew she could at times overinflate the ability of her skills.

Ino was still fretting when Sai surprised her by making the first move, his lips meeting hers with a stiffness that made it feel like kissing cardboard. She couldn't help the giggle that worked through her and she realized that, at his point of experience, she was a goddess in comparison.

She closed her eyes, lifted a hand to his cheek and pulled him in closer, trying to show him with her own lips how not to be so stiff. He seemed not to comprehend the movements, responding with almost hesitant, uncertain kisses. But, seeing as he had gotten her cake, she didn't give up.

"Do what I do," she whispered.

It was slow going but eventually, he began to pick up the lesson, finding a matching rhythm to the pace she had set.

The whole thing was terribly unsexy but she found that she didn't mind the awkward nature of his first attempts. His touch remained curious and—though the word wouldn't suit anyone else given the circumstances—innocent.

Ino didn't rush him or push his hand away when he tucked a hand beneath the hem of her shirt and slid under her bra. It was around the time he began to tweak her nipple that she realized she was beginning to feel something.

She gasped against his lips and then there was tongue.

He was more enthusiastic about it than she was expecting, and though he was clumsy, he wasn't nearly as bad as she thought he was going to be. She was just thinking that, when Sai took the opportunity to pull her shirt up to her chin, unclasping her bra with deliberate movement to bare her chest for him to see.

Sai pulled away, panting as much as she was, and then just stared.

Heat caught her cheeks, lips damp and swollen, hair mussed and perky tits out, Ino tried to envision herself as someone with breathtaking beauty but might have just looked like a hot mess.

Sai reached a hand out to caress the curves of her breasts, his eyes on her like he was memorizing all of it. "I couldn't paint you without color," he told her sincerely.

Ino shivered and sucked in a surprised breath when his other hand trailed down the skin of her stomach before running over the fabric of her skirt and finding the hem. His fingers hiked it up her thigh, his hand going to explore in a way no one ever had bothered to before, with deliberate and seeking touches. The pad of his thumb ran over her inner thigh and it drew a very surprised moan out of her that she made her eyes open.

She couldn't believe that sound had come from her.

It was then that she realized they were in dangerous territory of this going farther than she had been expecting and quite frankly, she had more self respect for herself than to give up her virginity for a cake—even if was chocolate.

Ino squeezed her thighs together, halting his movement as she met the questioning gaze he turned towards her.

"Just kissing," she said, tone firm before glancing down her chest. "And I guess you can touch my boobs, but anything below the waist is a no go."

Sai blinked but didn't seem otherwise put out by the rejection. Instead, he just slid the hand between her thighs away and went in to press his lips to hers.

It was the following minutes that began to really test her resolve on the rule she had set and as the heat inside her built up, being pulled towards him like a taut bowstring, Ino did the only thing her unthinking body could think to do. She tugged him in even closer and wrapped her legs around his hips, crossing her ankles and pressing herself against him.

Sai groaned in response, and it made him break the kiss off momentarily to give her a dumbfounded look. Mystified, he rolled his hips against hers and grunted, brows raising in surprise as he repeated the action. It was the most emotion on his face that she had ever seen, and the sight of his expression stole her breath away. That and the lack of air getting into her lungs.

She didn't even care that this was technically below the waist, but figuring it was a happy compromise to what she was beginning to crave, she let him continue.

"F-faster," she had to moan out when he experimentally slowed.

He kicked it into high gear after that and all she could do was hold onto him with her nails digging into the back of his shirt.

Ino didn't even realize it was even possible to orgasm with clothes in the way, but as he continued to build up the friction between them with thrusts that edged on being desperate, feeling the hardness of him against her and the kiss he'd taken to her neck, she quickly saw how real the possibility was.

Beneath him, Ino squirmed, panted and moaned, one second wondering with half a mind how she'd gotten herself involved and then promptly losing it in the next. Her orgasm rocked her body and though she hadn't recalled doing much, she sagged bonelessly.

Sai released one last groan with his lips still against her neck, sending vibrations and misting her skin with his breath. Ino shivered, enjoying the sensations for what they were as he relaxed on top of her with all of his weight.

She giggled at that, and laughed even harder when she saw the sweat beading his forehead. Sai smiled at her and though it was just as creepy as always, she found a certain charm in it that disarmed her.

"You should probably take a quick shower before we eat that cake," she told him before sliding out beneath him and opening the door to her private bathroom with the complete fixings of a big tub to relax in and a stand in shower off to the side. It's construction had been a birthday gift, the last one her dad had ever given her.

She tried not to think about her dad but—damn it!—just thinking about him once was bad enough. It dampened her mood and try as she might to stop it, her mind entered into a cycle of thoughts she loathed to admit took up house in her head near daily.

Death is a funny thing to Ino. Not in that it's humorous but more in that it's just... weird. People are there, alive and well, and then just gone. It's so bizarre, in fact, that it seems like a joke to Ino most days that not only is her sensei dead, but her father is too.

It's normal to sometimes go for a while not seeing someone, but they always come back, right?

Sometimes she woke up thinking she'd see him at the breakfast table, only to realize belatedly that he was 'gone' and wouldn't be coming back.

She supposed this was because she could still feel the love he'd had for her, and though she felt him missing with a part of her that called out for his return, she had a feeling that he was still giving his love to her, even from somewhere else. It made it hard, this extra sense, to get into her head that he was what everyone said he was.

Gone.

Ino thought about this sort of stuff just from the sight of her bathroom door alone, though she'd never say any of that out loud. She was getting good at distracting herself and—

God, she was so weird. Just semi had sex and she was back to moping about her dad not even a full minute afterward!

But she just kept on thinking about him, even more so when she went scavenging in her dad's closet for clothes Sai could wear while he took his shower. She settled on a shirt and pair of pants that kind of looked like pyjamas to her.

And when he stepped out of the bathroom with them on, it was only with mild surprise of herself that she said, "You can stay the night, but if you do, that means we're dating."

Sai gave her a funny sort of look, but all of his expressions were funny so she thought nothing of it.

"Does this mean we can take things farther and have sex?"

She blinked at him but rather than get mad like she normally would have, she just laughed. "No way, you have to marry me for that."

Sai's smile twitched. "We can do more of what we just did though, correct?"

She wiggled her brows suggestively. "Among other things."

Sai sat down on the bed beside her and looked down at his feet thoughtfully. It was moments later that he finally looked up and said, "I have to go get my toothbrush but I'll be back."

Ino tipped her head back to laugh. Then she leveled him with a look. "Don't bother, I have extras."

And that was how Ino Yamanaka found herself dating Sai for the hell of it, thinking in her head that this wouldn't last for very long. She sure as hell was going to have fun with it though.

猿の水練

Language Guide;

猿の水練 - saru no suiren - swimming of monkeys, a proverb basically meaning "to do something out of character"