Dear Everyone, Hello! Sorry it's been a while, but I DO see a lazy summer coming up soon! That means I'll update more!
Dear Mimzy, your use of the word naughty for some reason made me think dirty, showing just how much of a pervert I am...And that inspired this one!So thanks!
Dear HurogWalker, you are just THE nicest person ever! I think that was my longest review as well! Thanks!
Dear 0o Grimmjow Schiffer o0, It's okay, I tend to disappear off the side of the earth from time to time (clearly :) )
Dear Lyra, quick question, is that your real name? I know it sounds awkward with me asking and all, but I was totally gonna name this really awesome character Lyra (in another story, original). Do you by chance know what it means, or if it even has a meaning? I should probably just go look it up myself, but I'll forget... Again, not trying to be creepy, but just wondering! I would put hearts at the end of every sentence, but for some reason, after saving the document, only the 3's show up. Lame. Anyway, thank y'all for your time! *heart* Much better! Love,
Me!
Sayuri's Point of View
The next morning I found myself on the floor of the bathroom still, but before I acknowledged that, the first thing I felt was excitement to see Kakashi. From there, as I looked around and saw where I was and remembered why I was there. My stomach felt weak and my eyelids felt heavy -I was almost sure that my heart was ripping as well. In the soul of a ninja, I pushed my hands to the floor to hoist myself up even though I was ready to just lay there until the next night came again. The window across from me was glowing from the bright sun outside; a beautiful day with not-so-beautiful hearts. I considered just leaving, knowing I'd be able to do it as long as Kakashi didn't come after me, but I wasn't sure if I wanted him to chase me or not. Would I even be able to survive knowing that he wouldn't chase me? Even if he did, it would be his job.
That alone sent my fist into wall. Maybe if I slammed my head hard enough, I wouldn't be able to feel anything anymore.
I stood up and walked myself over to the wall across from the window, a small indentation by the shower, and put both hands on it. Testing my distance, I practiced a few times, ensuring myself that I would hit at just the right spot. I did not want to hit my head, I wanted to knock myself out, even just for a moment. One...Two...Three...And... I stopped myself there, realizing that with my temper, I would probably hit too hard and crack my head open. For a moment I wondered if it could be a good thing, but then I figured that I would only be creating another way for him to get into my head. That was the last thing I needed. Completely the last thing I needed.
Still infuriated, I looked in the mirror, and naturally I looked like hell. With the bitter expression I was dawning, one could have thought that I went through torture. The pout on my face reminded me that I was idiot, hanging out in the bathroom. Who does that? I was still infuriated, but I had too much pride to allow myself to wither away in a bathroom. Stealthy like a ninja should be, I slid a mirror under the door, checking both sides of the hallway for Kakashi, or even his little bimbo nurse. Neither was in the hallway, and there seemed to be no other signs of previous or oncoming movement. A confrontation would not help my case at all. I knew I was surely capable of killing, but it probably wouldn't get me anywhere, seeing as the village would send someone after me to kill me off. Then again, it wouldn't be the first time a village sent people to do me off, and I am used to running around on my own. Killing that Bimbo and her freakish brother might be worth the trouble, but Kakashi? No matter how enraged I was, the most I could picture myself doing was getting the upper hand on him and bringing my kunai to his neck. I've tried to picture it a dozen times, but I was never able to kill him. Right now I was calm, and I could see myself not killing him... But last night... I was so angry... would I have killed him if I was so provoked?
The best chance I had to make it to my room would most likely be to just book it down the hall. The only place I figured I might come into trouble would probably be in front of Kakashi's room, but I was still going to take my chances. I made sure not to make a sound and I went at top ninja speed to reduce my chances of detection. In less than a millisecond, I was halfway down the hall, and I was close to my destination. Just when I thought I had cleared the 'danger zone' arms whipped out behind me and grabbed me, pinning my upper arms.
I screamed and struggled against his iron grip, but he was persisting. "Let me go!" I kicked at his legs, but in my backed position, my efforts proved to be futile. It wasn't surprising that he grabbed me around my arms high enough to control my torso, but low enough to make handsigns impossible. When I tried dropping my weight he just stood there without a struggle. "Stop stop stop! Let me go!" I started crying out, still mad and still kicking.
"No!" He yelled right back, but I only heard my own panic.
"I'm mad! Let me go! Leave me alone!" Finally after all else failed, I did a stupid little one-handed handsign. It was a body switching one, and it was only effective in turning yourself around. A stupid little handsign that no one ever uses because it's just that useless, who would have thought that it would be useful now? Once facing Kakashi, my fights were much more productive. My kicks started to get him away, breaking his structure so that he only had his hands around my arms. If he was so determined to hold my shoulders, then I would just have to try harder and use it against him. I used his strength of holding me to lever myself up so that I could bring my knees to my chest and kick his chest. He was strong, but his position was weakened by my constant distancing techniques. Somehow I managed to land on my feet after I launched myself off his chest, though it was a little less than graceful and I only got away by less than three feet. "Stay away!" When he tried to come closer, I took a small and clumsy step back, which he took advantage of.
"Why are you so mad?" He seemed upset, and I couldn't exactly read him. His voice sounded not angry nor did it sound exasperated.
I threw my fists to my sides, "you!"
"What did I do??"
"Everything!"
"Like what? How will I know if you don't tell me?"
"Why should I! Everything is messed up already!" With that I spun on my heel and went toward my door. If I stayed and let him confront me, who knows what I would have said or done. It would be better for both of us if I just had some time alone.
He stepped after me. "Wait! We're not done here!"
"Yes we are!"
"Stay!" At that he grabbed my wrist gently but firmly, trying to turn me around, but I struggled back and went to open my door with my free hand.
"No!" Finally with a strong jerk, my wrist was released, taking advantage of his care. "I hat-"
He wasn't going to let me say I hate this so he said exactly what stopped me in my tracks. "You're acting like a child!"
For a moment I was frozen, but my movement suddenly came back to me...as did my rage.
Kakashi's POV 3
I regretted the words as soon as they passed my lips. Certainly they were not meant to be said, and they were definitely not true. While she did have some odd quirks, and she was free-hearted, to put it in a more positive way, she was grown up and fully matured. Sometimes she doesn't have certain social skills, but that isn't her fault; she didn't have anyone to teach her. For being brought up by mostly herself, Sayuri was extremely mature. However, I was upset myself. She was so mad at me... even going as far as to threaten to leave, which surely wouldn't end up good for her. My bones even ached everytime I yelled at her... For a moment I thought I had just gotten her upset, and not exactly mad, but that idea was shot to hell quickly. She had turned around slowly, but I had struck a terrible nerve in her. As a child, she had been forced to be an adult, and now that she's gotten a little older, being called a child could possibly be one of the worst things to say to her. That's what I thought for the most part.
"What... Do you THINK I AM?"
I was speechless, but she was far more hurt than I, and she wasn't finished.
She took a meaningful step toward me, making me step back. "I'm such a CHILD that a village assigned me a BABYSITTER." Step. "I can't be trusted with surviving on my own, so I can't leave." Step. "They have declared that I could not be safe on my own.... " Step. "I get passed around like some orphan-refugee who needs it." Step. "...You know. I have gone through things... Which are nothing compared to being tortured here." Step. "With a BABYSITTER." With her step forward, I was finally the one with my back against the wall. "One who had to go and ruin everything!" I was about to ask her what she was talking about, though I had a few ideas on my own, but she suddenly broke down.
She looked up at me and cried a single tear. "Who ruined everything..." She stepped back as if she were being beaten up with her own words and hatred, and with me following her steps. "Who made me trust him... Just to destroyit later..." Step. "Who demolished my feelings..." Step. "And made sure my hopes were up..." Step. "Just so she could go and wreck it all..." Step. Now she was really crying, and by natural reaction I reached toward her, but she just stepped back again. "...All of it's gone..." Step. "...Why! How could you let this get so ruined!..." She covered her face with her hands, sobbing miserably. I wasn't sure what to do, but I could feel my own panic building up inside me. Mentally going through my options, I realized that no matter what I chose to do, I wouldn't know what she would do. Finally, I took two long strides until I was right in front of her, using my body to keep her pressed against her bedroom door.
"Sayuri," I murmured, holding her face in my hands, "Lilly-chan... Don't ignore me... Sayuri... Please..." She still stayed silent, so I just stopped trying and just held her. About half an hour passed before she finally became calm and had steady enough breathing. "Sayuri?" I whispered, hoping it was all over with, but I got no answer. Once I leaned back a little, she slumped against me; at some point she must have fallen asleep. This was good. Though it was the morning, she needed more sleep; I'm guessing she didn't get much last night. Probably as little as I did. From there, I picked her up and laid her in her bed. This battle may have been finished, but I knew the issue was far from over and she was still not completely willing to give up just yet. Looking at her, I could lay with her for eternity, but she wouldn't with me, I could just tell.
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When Nurse Amaya came over that night, she left her freakish brother at home, thank god. All day, Sayuri hadn't spoken to me but a petty one or two words occasionally, so I wasn't exactly surprised that she completely ignored Amaya when she was asked how her hand was. Nor was I surprised when Sayuri moved herself from the window seat in the livingroom to her room. It disgusted me how Amaya went after me the moment Sayuri was out of view, which was only half way up the stairs.
Within hours, the stupid kissing ending up leading north, as in upstairs.
Sayuri's Point of View
I held myself together while Kakashi and the nurse spent time together. For hours. I wondered what they were doing, and if they were doing the same thing we used to do. For the past hours, I sat wondering, so finally when I heard them go up the stairs I allowed curiosity to get the best of me. Now, I had to be smart about this. They were in his room with the door closed, so I would be quickly detected if I saw with my own eyes.
It was time to get creative.
I grabbed some rope and soundlessly went down the hallway to the closet on the end, where me and a clone locked ourselves in. I had my clone tie me up and shut me up with the rope, making sure that my hands were at a good distance to do handsigns. Nurse Amaya wasn't a ninja, so her hands like this would be useless to her. I double checked that I was nice and tight, completely immobile and unable to talk.
Body Transfer Jutsu
Doing that one always made me dizzy, so my eyes -well, Amaya's- were closed for a second or two. When they were open, I instantly recognized Kakashi's room...And his bed. That was when I realized how naked I was: only a tiny tank top, miniscule skirt, bra, and undies. I blushed fiercely and attempted to cover up before Kakashi turned around, but I remembered that it wasn't my body, and I needed to stay in character. This wasn't like any of the games we ever played, that's for certain.
Kakashi was standing at the end of the bed, with his ninja pants and mask only. He was hesitating, so I took the time to examine him. Just like me, his chest was all scarred from previous battles, but unlike me, he had muscles. Each line was clean and defined- I bet he could be used as a diagram to show all the muscles, since his were so strong. For some reason, the two parts of his bare chest that intrigued me the most was his clavicle bone and these two lines that lead to his pants. Those spots just got my attention. I wondered if that stupid nurse got to see his face, and if I ever would. Finally, he got on the bed with me, most of his hesitation gone. Kashi looked at me, almost as if he expected me to do the first move, but I wasn't sure how to play this game, so he was just going to have to start.
This game sure started weird.
Kakashi took his head band off and placed it over my eyes, tying it in back. At first I couldn't figure out why I was being blindfolded, but then I found out. Kakashi pressed his body on mine, then his lips on mine. My eyes went wide, and I was too shocked to do anything at first, but then I went hog-wild and kissed back. I really wished I was in my own body.
Let me try to explain what it's like to switch bodies with someone. You obviously have full control of the other person's body, and you feel everything as well, but not completely. Things feel vague, in a way. So if you feel everything 100% in your own body, you feel about 80% in someone else's. Granted you can die in their body, but you'll only feel 80% of the pain. You are not the person, so your own feeling doesn't completely align with the other, so like wearing leather and getting stabbed and wearing nothing. Everything the person touches is like a person feeling silk with gloves on, the smooth and sensual feeling of the fabric is acknowledged, but isn't truly experienced. It's hard to explain.
Kakashi hands pulled my tank top strap over my shoulder, where he ran his callused hands over my -the nurse's- soft skin. Part of me wondered what he was going to do; part of me was well aware. Could I even go through with this? Openly deceiving him... He had seemed so smitten with Amaya, was it even my place to step in and try to break that? I was kissing him, and he was feeling it completely while I only felt a small percent of what I had imagined it would be like.
My shirt came off. Considering the chilly night weather, I though I would shiver with the new exposure-especially with the opened patio doors- but I didn't. My skin felt heated and fevered as I grew either more nervous or more excited, I couldn't tell. The tiny skirt I was wearing came off next, which was when I noticed how lifeless his movements were. His arms felt heavy as he used his hands to move up and down my sides and across my chest, groping but not touching. I myself was feeling, but not feeling, and I couldn't credit it to being in another body or his lack of enthusiasm. What I was doing with him felt wrong on two levels. I was impersonating his girlfriend and deceiving him strait in front of him. If he had known who I was on the inside he would never have even looked twice. On the other hand, what I was doing with him felt completely right. Him touching me -me touching him- all of it made my insides tingle, but that could be the guilt building. Finally, after the inner debate was removed -as was my bra- I decided that on all counts it would be wiser to just live through it.
1) This was a once in a lifetime chance
2) It was Kakashi
3) If I tried switching back in the middle, she would tell him and he would know
4) It was Kashi
5) It was just us
Kakashi's hands latched on to my breasts and moved methodically as if it were routine. Though the movements were hollow, they meant a lot to me. I squirmed in muted pleasure when he touched me, especially my pink peaks. As he did, I arched my back and rested my head on the bed behind me. One hand flew over my head in pleasure while the other hand found his cheek. He was slightly unshaven, but the little coarse hairs tickled my fingers in a romantic way, and I couldn't get enough of it. His face, so untouched and unseen by women, was in my palm as if I had sole rights to it. He had stopped kissing me many moments ago, so I hoped to lure him into doing it again by running my thumb over the crease of his lips. At that point, I didn't care if he kissed me or not, as the softness caught me from the first contact of my fingers. I blindly moved my fingers across the shape of his lips, tracing the subtle lines. It wasn't until my thumb applied a little pressure when he finally bent his arms down to kiss me again. I desperately kissed him back, hoping some sort of hunger would burst inside him to make him suddenly want me. It hurt knowing he didn't want me as much as I was wanting him.
I must have been forgetting that I wasn't myself, I was her. I was not much experienced in this sort of thing, but I was able to recognize the lack of desire. Even with Sasuke's kiss she had felt it, but with Kakashi... not at all. Perhaps this was how kisses were supposed to feel, and Sasuke was just wrong about it. Whatever the case, if I was to spend this moment with him, I was going to enjoy it and get the most out of it. My hand found his shoulder so I could copy his motions. When I remembered that we weren't completely equal, I brought my fingers down to tug at the hemline of his pants. I tugged about four times before I realized he was wearing a belt. Of course he was. Before I could try, his experienced fingers did it for me, but he did let me help ease his pants down.
Once he had most of his weight on me, I felt something press against my undies, but I wasn't sure what. Though I wouldn't consider whatever the nurse was wearing 'undies'. There was nothing to them, so I barely noticed when they were taken off. The exact moment I realized what was about to happen...
I screamed.
I didn't want this to happen! Not like this... I thought I wanted this, in fact I've thought about this happening quite often... but I never wanted it to happen like this. I didn't want to be her when it happened, I wanted it to be me...
Naturally he froze. Instantly his head band was off my eyes and his mask was back up. I hadn't realized that I had been biting my lip to nearly bleeding until he gently released it with his thumb. His eyes searched mine; for a second his expression changed and I almost thought that I saw some recognition in his eyes. He tilted his head and leaned in like a curious kitten, he was about to say something, but he must have stopped himself. "...Say-"
Before he could continue, a banging was heard from the hall way. Both of us stopped and listened for a minute, going into ninja mode. The banging sounded again, but louder. In an instant, he was on his feet and dressed; I was up too, but I was slow and clumsy in this bod- My god! I forgot! "W-wait! Don't go! It-it was the wind! " I called frantically, just as he started to head to the door. Damn it! It wasn't working! I ran up to him and grabbed his arm and hugged it to my chest. "Kashi-"
He turned back to me with a fierce look in his eye, "it could be Sayuri. Nothing is going to stop me from getting to her, especially you." With that, he disappeared. For a moment I just stood there dumbly; shocked to hell. I never felt so touched in my life... FUCK! As fast as I could, I did some messy handsigns and brought our bodies back to place.
I was just in time, just as Kakashi found the closet and opened the door, I had just barely untied myself and plastered on a smile. I was still giddy by what he had said, so before he could even say my name, I jumped toward him and wrapped my arms around his chest. The ropes were still tangled around me, going every which way, but I still held on. "Sayuri, what-"
"Kashi, you-"
He hugged me back, "I know-"
"And I-"
"Me too-"
"I'm sorry-"
"Me too..." He brought my injured hand up to his lips, kissing my palm, and I felt it right through the bandages. "Sayuri..."
I raised both hands to hold his face, "my Kashi..."
Just as he was about to say something, a scream sounded from Kakashi's room. I cursed to myself, she always had a way of interrupting. We released and turned toward her just as she staggered out of the bedroom. She looked slutty, even in her panic, as she leaned against the doorframe dressed in only what I left her in. So, nothing.
Ho.
"WHAT the hell!" She must have seen Kakashi's confused look, not to mention his shock that she would just expose herself like that to a mere child such as myself. Before I even realized that I was digging my hole deeper, I laughed to myself. Her gaze flipped over to me. "You! You locked me in the fucking closet!"
I gasped and put my hand on my chest a little sarcastically -not too much though, as I didn't want to incriminate myself, "I did no such thing!"
She stormed toward us, making Kakashi take a step in front of me, "what the hell are you talking about? I was with you the entire time-"
"No, you were with her."
Shit.
Naked-nurse-san pointed viciously over his shoulder at me, "this one locked herself in the closet!"
Shit. Fuck. "Now," I tried to reason, "why would I do that?"
She flipped. "Because you're a psycho! Kakashi! She switched our bodies! That little pervert!"
Shit. Fuck. Damn.
That was it.
Kakashi visibly froze and rigedly turned toward me. I was suddenly very embarrassed and decided that now was the perfect time to run. However, just as I left, he grabbed my wrist, halting me immediately. "Sayuri, did you-"
"Yes yes," I cried with exasperation, "I did, I wanted to know what you guys were doing so bad... and... Wyahhh!" That time I was able to take off.
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Well, hope it was good! Thanks again everyone for your amazing reviews!It makes me smile when my phone blows up with new review alerts, then they usually make me want to cry (with joy) and laugh my ASS off! C:
Um, don't feel obligated to answer or anything, but I was wondering if any of you have ever gone to Korea... I'm going down for a little while, and really don't want to mess up in a foreign country! Thanks!
BYE!