Flashback
The first rays of sunlight through the slats in her window wake Haine up the next morning. Her yellow eyes open slightly, just enough to gauge what time it is, before she closes them again and turns her head away from the window to snooze for a few more minutes. She feels great, warm and soft and incredibly pliable; sleeping naked the night before was an excellent choice, she should really do it more often. She takes a deep breath and sighs contentedly, sinking into her pillows more with a smile on her face.
But rustling next to her in bed and a leg hooking through hers causes her eyes to fly open and her hand covers her mouth to prevent her from screaming in surprise. There, sleeping soundly next to her in bed, is a man with silver-white hair and his left eye covered by his village headband while the rest of his face is unmasked. Her panic subsides as she starts remembering the night before: she'd been helping him to his room when he realized he didn't have a key, she'd brought him into her room to wait for his team to come back from the bar, they'd been talking and he moved her hair behind her ear…
Haine's eyes widen slightly as her face erupts into a bright red blush that spreads all the way to her ears. Did she…? W-Well maybe not, maybe he's still dressed and she accidentally stripped in her sleep, she's done that before when it gets too warm and with another person that seems totally likely. His body is completely covered by the blanket, so the only way to check is to lift it up and see for herself. Haine takes a deep breath before lifting the blanket up with a shaky hand, only to immediately drop it and cover her eyes. Oh nope, definitely, definitely naked. She, frail little Haine, got into bed with a stranger last night for the first time in her life, and she almost didn't remember it. She peeks out at him through her fingers, he mumbles in his sleep and turns his head towards her, showing her his entire face. She reaches one hand out and touches his cheek below his hidden eye, moving up into his hair which is messy but incredibly soft. Kakashi, that's his name. He's quite handsome, she's actually rather shocked her first time was with someone like him.
Her alarm goes off, ruining the moment and Haine smacks the top of it as quickly as possible, holding her breath and listening to see if it woke her guest up. After a few minutes of even breathing Haine lets out her held breath and laughs quietly. He must have been quite drunk to still sleep through her alarm. As much as she'd like to stay and admire his handsome face, she has to get up and get ready for work. She slowly untangles herself from him and gets dressed, checking over her shoulder every few seconds to see if he's woken up, before finally tying her hair at the nape of her neck with a black ribbon. She walks back over to her bed, Kakashi having moved to take over her vacant spot on her bed, and kisses him on the temple gently before slipping out of her room.
"Haine! Good morning my dear!" A loud male nearly causes the blonde to jump out of her skin with surprise before turning her head in the direction of the voice.
"Jiraiya! Good…Good morning!" Haine smiles and takes a step towards him. The white-haired sage has been staying in her inn for about two weeks now and he's been flirting viciously with her every time he sees her. He's by far her favorite guest to ever stay here. "Coming in late again?"
"I always come in late," he replies, waving her off before leaning forward and raising at eyebrow at her as he crosses his arms. "What about you? Sneaking out of your own room this late in the morning, you must have a visitor."
Haine blushes darkly and locks the door to her room before pushing Jiraiya towards his own. "What I do in my room is none of your business, now go to your own room and sleep off your hangover. You better not bother anyone about feeling sick later either."
"Awe Haine you're not any fun." The sage pouts over his shoulder at her, far less drunk than she seems to think he is before putting his arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. "Alright I'll go to my room, but you have to tuck me in and give me a goodnight kiss."
"Perhaps if you behave yourself I'll bring you lunch later." Haine grins as she pushes him down the hallway towards him room, looking back around the corner towards her own one last time.
When Kakashi wakes up, it's nearly noon, his head is killing him, and he's alone. He throws the blanket off and stands up, only mildly surprised to find that he's completely naked, and not in his room. This room has personal touches to it, and his clothes are folded on the dresser for him instead of just thrown on the floor as he'd normally do. He crosses the room to his clothes and picks up the note written to him. Oh right, he'd left his key back at the bar and saved her from some creeps when he'd tried to go to sleep for the night. He didn't remember a whole lot, but judging by his lack of clothes things must have gotten intense. The gentleman in him is pushing for him to wait for her to come back before leaving, however the ninja in him is outraged that he slept so late. Deciding to appease them both, Kakashi quickly dresses and sticks the note in his pocket, opting to come back later tonight before his team takes off to check on her.
