The second story for the LJ community 101 kisses theme #5, Strawberry jam. Kishimoto Masashi owns the Naruto universe and its characters, not me. I'm planning to give them back happy and well fed.

Notes: None, actually. Just pervy, crazy little me creating a little teacher-student lovin' for my own and some others' amusement.

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Linger

"It's a special treat." There is a cheerful grin on Yondaime-sensei's face as he holds up a jar for his students' inspection.

"Sensei, that's a jar of jam," Rin points out.

Obito leans closer, squinting at it from all angles. "Maybe by 'special', he means it's poisoned," the Uchiha suggests. With a roll of her eyes but a smile, Rin thwacks his goggles lovingly. Kakashi ignores the lot of them, wondering what the point of all this is.

Finally Rin swipes the container out of their sensei's hand and unscrews the top. Delicately, as though afraid it really is poisoned, she sniffs it. "It's strawberry! Hey, you know, I have some sweet buns in my lunch. We could spread this on them."

"Good idea," Obito agrees, forgetting his misgivings. Rin begins to dig through her knapsack.

A few minutes later, Obito has had twice as many buns as he had been offered, and sensei has not had any. Rin is too busy scolding him for being a glutton to eat her own. Eventually, though, she tires of it and offers a jam-smeared bun to Kakashi, who wrinkles his nose.

"I don't like jam. It's too sweet."

She gives him a set of big, pleading puppy eyes. Kakashi is unresponsive until sensei leans over her shoulder and, with a similar expression, says, "Please try some. I made it myself."

To the reasoning part of Kakashi's mind, this should be even more incentive to avoid letting the jam near any part of him, but he finds himself accepting the bun from Rin and taking a tentative bite. It really is horribly sweet, and it turns the bun to goo that sticks to the roof of his mouth and is difficult to swallow.

He chews the rest, trying not to taste any of it, and only just avoids grimacing. Sensei gives him a winning smile, and winks. Quickly, Kakashi pulls his mask back up to cover his blush. The team, rested and fed (except for sensei), moves on.

In another twenty minutes they are at Konoha's gates. Goodbyes are exchanged, and the group disperses. Rin and Obito go home in the same direction, and sensei laughs as he watches her rebuke the Uchiha boy's attempt to hold her hand.

"Ah, young love," he sighs theatrically. There is a moment of awkward silence as Kakashi's cheeks burn for the second time that day. Yondaime notices and changes the subject by saying wistfully, "Oh, I wish I'd had some of that jam. Strawberries are my favorite fruit."

"Obito is such a pig," his chuunin student agrees disparagingly, arms crossed.

"I don't know if I would say that. By the way, Kakashi-chan," ("Don't call me that!") "would you pull down your mask a moment?"

Without thinking, Kakashi complies. "Why…"

The grin on his sensei's face is positively devilish. "Because," he says, crouching down to be at eye level with his charge, "I think I just figured out a way to taste some of that jam after all."

There is an unceremonious, startled noise from Kakashi as a pair of lips attach themselves tightly to his. Sensei's hands are in his hair a moment, holding him in place (as if he would try to get away, anyway!), and then the air rushes back where moments ago damp warmth had been, and sensei is standing up, licking his lips.

"I thought so!" he declares after a moment's pause. Face positively ablaze, Kakashi stares up at him in bewilderment. "You still taste like jam. Well, maybe a little sweeter." His wink only makes his student even more embarrassed. As though he suspects that they were being watched, Kakashi glances around. Words and breath are caught in his throat for the moment.

"Sensei," begins Kakashi when he regains his speech.

"Hm?"

"How often do you make jam?"

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:-:oh, you're in my blood like holy wine, you taste so bitter and so sweet:-: