6. Softskills: Week 2
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After another three days in a row working at the hospital Sakura fell tired into her bed.
She wasn't in the mood to go out or do something, she just wanted some time for herself and think about her upcoming mission.
It seems kind of surreal to get that near to Gaara soon. I've never thought of him as an adult man. The last time we met was about four years ago after the end of the war. At that time he looked exhausted and tired with the big dark rings under his shy, turquoise eyes. He was so young as he became Kazekage, she mused.
What a heavy burden for just a boy not older than herself and she was about sixteen, at that time he'd been already holding the title for quite some time.
I heard he became a handsome man. Hopefully he isn't that impersonal and stone-cold anymore towards anybody else than Naruto and his siblings. We will see.
I wonder if I'd have had a chance with Tatsuo under different circumstances? He seemed quite nice behind his womanizer façade. And his words… Settling down someday really sounds good.
Maybe with Gaara? Hahahaha, yeah Sakura, of course the Kazekage! Think realistic!
At least Tatsuo was an amazingly skilled kisser, and he gave me some hope.
She turned to the other side. But if he kisses that good, does that mean he's an expert in the sack too?
I should rather get some sleep.
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As agreed, Sakura and Kurenai met again for a special shopping tour. The goal was to restablish the pink-haired girl's self-esteem further, therefore Kurenai hauled a beet-red protesting Sakura into an erotic shop. The shop keeper was a really nice young woman, who led them through the shop.
Once Sakura tried on her third pair of sexy, lacy lingerie, she felt confident enough to try on something kinkier of what the two other women handed her into the fitting room. The black satin corsage with garters, fishnet stockings and the artfully cut tanga looked gorgeous. She tried on a few more outfits until they had two bags full of lingerie.
Next the shop keeper led them to their sex toy section. The young girl seemed lost, she had never been confronted with an army of vibrating and non-vibrating, rotating and non-rotating, hard and jelly, colored and natural penis shaped playfellows before. And many of them had two or more tails, or weren't even phalli shaped in the slightest. Sakura had no idea there were so many different kinds of toys. The older women picked some of the most common for her and put them in her bags.
"Sakura, next time we should also get some stuff for your hardskills classes. Sora, would you show us your BDSM section? I think she needs an once-over."
The brown-haired shopkeeper obliged and Sakura went deadly pale.
Kurenai patted her shoulder, "I think it's enough for today. You should be very proud of yourself, Sakura. It's not an easy mission. Come on, we'll get us something to eat. How about ramen?"
"Sounds good," she replied.
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They enjoyed their meal at Ichiraku's as the infamous laughter of no one other than Naruto rang in their ears.
Of course he'd be there at lunchtime.
"Shit, my bags!", Sakura cursed.
"Relax, Sakura, they're black without any logos on them, he wouldn't suspect anything other than two women having a normal shopping trip", Kurenai inwardly hoped she was right; Naruto wasn't famous for being the most quick-thinking person in Konoha.
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He came in, ordered his meal first, then greeting them heartfully.
"Hello Kurenai-Sensei! Hey Sakura-chan," he winked at her and instantly reminded her of their past. "What are you guys doing here? I've never seen you two hanging out before... My, my, seems you two had a successful shopping tour, haha." He pointed at the three bags.
"Yeah, I needed a few new things and Kurenai-sensei chose to help me."
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"Wait… NO! REALLY!? These are all your bags?"
Sakura nodded proudly, while Kurenai continued eating her ramen.
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"Wow, who knew? Seems like you spent a full annual salary in the sex shop! Niceee!" and he sat down next to her, Sakura as red as a tomato, while Kurenai couldn't hold back her laughter.
"So tell me, what did you buy?"
He tried to sneak a peek into the nearest bag, which earned him a slap on the head. "Ow, Sakura, we've been team mates for years, don't act so mean in front of Kurenai-Sensei."
Sakura shook her head.
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"I swear I'll behave", he leaned nearer and whispered into her ear "But please tell me why have you never told me about your dark desires? We could have tried more new things, like something with that purple plug you bought."
She slapped him again and he fell from his chair.
Even Teuchi and Ayame had to laugh at Naruto lying there like a beetle on its back, as he began to laugh too, Sakura couldn't stay mad at him any longer.
She helped him up and they ate all together. They joked around like all those years ago, when they had been in the same team. The pink-haired Kunoichi began to feel human again.
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On the next day there was another sparring match scheduled with Kakashi.
She told him about their random lunch with Naruto. How I missed the mirth in her eyes shining like that, he mused while they simultanously doubled up with laughter.
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He discarded his flak jacket.
"Ok, Sakura-chan, let's spar a bit and then we'll work on your body language. Taijutsu only!"
She kicked at him, he blocked it with his forearm while landing a hit with his other hand.
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"You need to focus more. Come on! I know you can do better!"
His encouraging words were what she needed to fan her flame, and she came down hard on him with a row of kicks and hits.
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They fought until they were both breathless, as always they sat down to drink and talk.
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"You appear to change back to yourself more and more. I have to admit I was worried. I'm glad, Sakura. This mission requires our full attention."
She never felt greater in the last few months. It's kind of funny that once again you're the one saving me, she remembered.
"The next two days we'll work on your self-confidence. Today's homework is to put on your new outfits and pose in front of your mirror for at least ten minutes in each. You'll present them with your new female skills, first tomorrow to Kurenai and then the day after to me. Don't look at me like that, it's without any ulterior motives."
After taking a deep breath, she nodded.
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"What I want to do now, is to fight with you again, but this time we're both going very easy on each other, more like during a dance choreography. Remember to move catlike and don't be afraid of any body contact, that's our goal of the day."
He started to move like a capoeira master, she tried to mimic his moves and it became an elegant fight dance.
"Good, now reduce the distance."
Their movements became slower and the distance smaller and smaller, until they were only half a meter apart.
"Close your eyes."
Without any objection she obliged. He reached out for her arms and spun her around, then his hands wandered to her hips, moving them both to an imaginary beat. She felt his warm, hard planes of his body against her back, his breath caressed her neck softly in short intervals, her body reacted with goosebumps.
He put her arms gently around his neck, and let his hands travel up and down her sides delicately, until she was completely unbent and felt like silk in his hands. It was the first time she recognized his elusive smell, a little earthy, mixed with sandalwood and something pure male she couldn't describe. In her lifetime she would have never expected sharing such a moment of intimacy with the famous copynin.
After a while he found himself delving into the exquisite scent of her pink locks, he noticed they both got carried away too far. In the twinkling of an eye he broke their contact.
"Ehrm, I think that's enough for today."
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The pink haired Kunoichi woke up well rested and enjoyed a breakfast with Kurenai, before they started with their little private fashion show.
The older woman put on a sexy red satin negligee herself to reassure the nervous twenty-year-old. Sakura became more and more comfortable with every outfit she tried on, soon she felt confident enough to vamp. Kurenai taught her some moves, batting her eyes and how to draw attention to her female curves, even if they're not the most voluptuous.
As their class ended Sakura felt incredible sexy. For homework she should pose in every lingerie and then naked in front of her mirror, each for at least 10 minutes.
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On the next day Kurenai couldn't find a babysitter. Shikamaru had to leave for a special mission in Suna, his excuse to meet Temari, but who could blame them for their young love?
It was only Kakashi and Sakura sitting on the couch in her apartment; she wanted to die of what had to come next.
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"I don't mean to rush you, but maybe we should start with our task, don't you think?"
The girl couldn't get any redder.
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"Do you want a cup of sake or anything?"
"What the fuck, Kakashi-Sensei? It is not even ten a.m. and you want me to drink alcohol!"
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He put his hands waving in front of him "No, I mean, you're Tsunade's apprentice. I thought it's possible you inherited her habit to ease a situation. You know I'm no friend of getting drunk."
Angrily she tapped her foot while he spoke. "Fine, but I won't show you all of them!"
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Then she went to her bedroom and slammed the door shut.
Speaking of inherited habits, he chuckled silently.
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She came back in a grey cocktail dress, stomping like an elephant, which seemed fitting because it has the same color.
He couldn't hold back and laughed fullheartedly. Her manning and wrathful look forced him to tell her about the fitting allegory, and against to expectations she started laughing herself. The tense atmosphere began to vanish.
Next she showed him a few more dresses, before she returned in her first lingerie, a cute lacy babydoll set in different shades of violet.
Kakashi sat up straight, preparing for the worst, while he failed to notice his hand moving on its own and exposing his sharingan.
The kunoichi then remembered to act and play with her female charms, she entered the living room with a dark green combination of a push-up bra and a panty with ribbons on its sides, in addition she wore black hold-up stockings and dark green heels. She batted her eyes at him and walked slowly, emphasizing her curves. He blinked unbelievingly, before he regained his posture.
Next time she stalked in like a cat looking at mouse, with a black leather corsage and garters on, her sex appeal enhanced by black stilettos.
"Damn, is that a collar?", he was taken by complete surprise, but in a positive way.
She stopped at the armchair and slowly bent over, giving him a side glance of her toned booty. She followed his eyes and smirked, before she squatted tardily in front of him, emphasizing her full cleavage and the garters.
"Do you like what you see, Sensei?"
His throat felt dry as a desert and he started to sweat, the only answer he could think of in that very moment, was to nod repeatedly like a complete idiot. Her eyes burnt into his and seemed to set his soul on fire, his sharingan unconsciously spinning slowly.
He reached out to touch her collar without thinking, but she patted his hand away before returning ass-wiggingly, before closing her bedroom door once again, she said in a suggestive voice:
"Just watching, no touching!"
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At that moment he came back to reality.
WHAT THE FUCK?
He slapped his own face two times, but he wasn't daydreaming.
"Sakura, I'm sorry, I think I left something in the oven and there are some cats out there, who plead to get rescued from… from… an apple?"
Really, Kakashi, an apple? Dammit oh-so-genious brain, start working!
"You know, apples could be cruel sometimes!", he continued to blabber dramatically.
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Especially the forbidden apples, she thought as she slid down on the other side of her bedroom door, embraced knees and put her head down.
What had she done?
Had she really tried to seduce the infamous copy-nin?