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7. softskills: week 3
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"Pakkun, we need to run." Kakashi discarded his flak jacket.
"Run from what, boss? Is there any danger?", the intelligent pug responded.
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"Yes, I mean no. I need to get my head clear."
"Is that pink-haired girl alright?", Pakkun asked.
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"What? Why of all things are you asking about her?", the silver-haired ninja questioned the small ball of fur.
"Because you smell like you were at her place, my nose detects new clothes, and her favourite perfume, containing vanilla and violet, and I could sense a wild bouquet of hormones, like you both were arous.."
"STOP IT! I need to get my head clear!", Kakashi interrupted the little, smirking dog and underlined his anger with a threatening growl .
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The pug gulped, clearly intimidated by his alpha, "Ok boss, I tell you what, I won't ask any more questions about pinkie. I will run with you, but you own me a steak, big and tasty, raw, from my favourite butcher".
The great copy-nin sighed and waved him off, "Yeah, yeah. Let's go!"
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Never before was the young kunoichi happier to work her three days in a row, in the hospital she could hide herself from a certain silver-haired shinobi. She knew it was childish to avoid him, but she needed some time alone. The last weeks were getting on her nerves. He had the audacity to send a messenger bird with a note describing her homework and was clearly avoiding her too.
"That smug ass of a monkey! What's gotten into him? Where's the ever calm, steady man who never failed to protect me? I never meant to scare him away… I need him… For that mission, for the sake of that one last mission", she told herself and suppressed her facepalming inner Sakura furthermore.
Her task was to try out her new sex toys and get familiar with their use. The last words written on the note where "Don't forget to have fun ;-) "; oh, how they turned her into killing mode!
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The evening after her first workday she glared at her toy collection with defiance, what did Kurenai and the shop keeper think as they gathered them for her. She spread them on her bed.
There was a pink bunny vibrator, a yellow vibro egg, grey benwa balls, a massage wand, three different sizes of metal butt plugs, each decorated with a rhinestone at the base in a different colour, a red feather tickler and a big bottle of vanilla scented lube. There were also instruction sheets for each toy.
"How charming!", she whispered ironically, before she sat down and started studying them.
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When she came home from her second day at the hospital, she decided to take a bath and then maybe try one of her toys.
She fell asleep in the tub, as tired as she was, so as she woke up, the only thing she did, was to crawl into her warm, comfy bed sheets and sleep again.
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Her attempts on masturbating with her new little helpers started on the third evening and continued deep into the night, with no success.
The pink-haired woman was frustrated, put on her clothes and went to training ground three to kick some trees in the ass. Yamato would replace them, if she'd asked him nicely.
She didn't notice the small pug hiding in the coppice and witnessing her outburst.
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"All these assholes! *smack*
I'll always end up alone! *smack*
Sasuke took my purity! *smack*
For what? *smack*
To leave me! *smack*
To run away! *smack*
God knows where!*smack*
I hate him!*smack*
I FUCKING HATE HIM! *smack*
And Naruto! *smack*
That bastard... *smack*
... said he loves me... *smack*
I needed time! *smack*
And he found another girl... *smack*
... still wanted to fuck me! *smack*
Now he acts... *smack*
... like nothing ever happened! *smack*
These assholes! *smack*
Never... *smack*
... gave me... *smack*
... sexual... *smack*
... release! *smack*
I'm so frustrated! *smack*
Kakashi frustrates me! *smack*
That bastard! *smack*
How could he... *smack*
... build up sparkles... *smack*
... and leave me alone? *smack*
He's not better... *smack*
... than them! *smack*
All these assholes! *smack*
They're all... *smack*
... the same! *smack*
They'll never know... *smack*
... how much they... *smack*
... fucking hurt me! *smack*"
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She sank down on her knees and started crying.
"Sasuke and Naruto, they ruined me! They ruined me for feeling any pleasure; even I can't destroy the wall separating me from a possible release. Everything just keeps getting worse, tensing me up without any salvation, to the point it's killing me, again. I can't stand it a third time. I can't." It all blurted out of her, she was like a waterfall of words and tears.
Pakkun nestled in her lap, licking her hands here and there. He understood, she needed some company now.
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"Why are you crying that much, little princess? Is there anything I could do?", the cute pug asked her with honest eyes.
"Thank you, Pakkun, for just sitting here with me", she gave him a teary smile.
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"What are you doing here? It's dangerous for a little dog to be outside that late and alone.", she gave him a belly rub.
"Kakashi kicked me off a branch."
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"WHAT?!"
"Yeah, it's the last thing I remember. I was angry at him and decided to stay hidden in the coppice, so he has to search for me. Apparently he hasn't found me yet and I must have fallen asleep or something."
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"Why did he kick you?"
"Must have said something the boss didn't like. Something which hit a raw nerve. Something, something about…"
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"PAKKUN! PAKKUN! Where are you?"
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"Please don't tell him, we met. I have to go!", she ran away.
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Kakashi had witnessed a part of the scene hidden on a branch nearby, with his chakra easily suppressed.
"You own me two steaks now, boss. One for the run, another one for the kick and one extra for the priceless information I gathered from pinkie."
The jounin picked the dog up and teleported them back to his apartment.
"I promise, you'll get them soon. Now report, what have you seen?"
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After only two hours of sleep Sakura went to her meeting with Tsunade in her office.
They had some breakfast together, reminding them both of their good old times of apprenticeship.
To exceed it further, they decided to spar together like they did nearly every day in the past.
Like always they called Yamato afterwards to restore the landscape and Sakura told him secretly, there had happened something on training ground three too.
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As Tsunade asked her about her progress, her former apprentice tensed visibly. Sakura told her, everything went as planned, tough very new and strange for her, for an interim report she should better ask Kakashi and Kurenai.
The Hokage sent her home to continue with her training.
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Sakura wasn't in the mood for another frustrating toy session without release, so she decided to read another book Kurenai gave her.
Kakashi should never find out she read icha icha herself.
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As scheduled Kakashi came to her apartment the next day, but two hours delayed.
"So how were the apples?"
"The cats are all safe and sound!"
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"Mhm, I hope so. It seems you turned out to be more of a cat-person lately, or am I wrong? After all I found your new furry football late at night."
"My what?"
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"Why did you kick your pug out of a branch? I thought behind all that bed-head tresses of grey you'd have at least some brain cells left, however you appear to be a case of early senility instead."
"Thank you, I always knew my hair looks quite appealing. If you're so eager to know, it was hard for me to focus lately, Pakkun made fun of me and couldn't stop. It was stupid. Are you happy now?"
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She chuckled, "The famous copy-nin really did something stupid?"
He shrugged, "Yeah, it's hard to believe, but it happens sometimes." Then he set a take away box in front of her. "He brought me dango!" , Sakura smiled and shook her head, "He did it again, that impossible man, he succeeded again, taking my wrath away."
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They made up, drank some tea and ate dango together, before continuing their training.
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He discarded his flak jacket, his sweatshirt and his forehead protector, while she changed into a turquoise tube-shirt and comfortable shorts.
"I know it's weird, but you need to loosen up a bit. You're so tense. Every target would get suspicious. You need to enjoy body contact. The last two times it worked well, you began to relax, but you'll have to practise more to act natural and convincing."
With every sentence he came nearer, focusing on her had never seen such an intense look in a man's eyes, it was like a burning fire, slowly reaching her spine to enflame her whole body.
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As their bodies nearly touched, his right hand found her lower back to correct her posture.
"To point up your butt, try to do a slight hollow-back."
She moved a little with his hand, their eyes still bound together, both trying to hide any emotions. Then he made a step back, pretending to not recognize her longing look, only to walk behind her in three steady steps.
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"Do you trust me, Sakura?", he whispered huskily.
"Yes, I trust you, Sensei."
She made his insides twist and turn without even knowing, he chuckled lowly.
"Be careful with your words, Sakura. You'll never know which chord you may strike."
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His ungloved hands wandered to her exposed shoulders, he could feel her tense up immediately. On the side of her neck he could see her pulse quickening into a quick staccato. He bound her hair up into a bun without needing a ribbon, she was stunned. Slowly his fingers stroke in lazy circles from one shoulder to the other and back, he continued until he felt her ease a bit.
Next his hands started to gently massage her shoulders, as she released more of the tension, he moved closer till their bodies touched. She could feel his breath on her neck again, it felt better than she remembered. The pink-haired woman centered on the relaxation and the mild pleasure he gave her, not noticing her body began to lean on his.
Kakashi's hands continued dancing their lazy circles on from her shoulders down to her hands. His head nestled to the right side of her neck, as her head rested on his left shoulder, her eyes were closed and her lips in a slight smile. He wanted her to feel, to let simple touches make her feel good.
Softly one of his hands wandered between them, "Don't forget your posture", and she came back to her stance. He had to chuckle lowly again; she was like butter in his hands, following his every command. What a waste, Tsunade!, he thought.
He stepped back, to circle her and examine her posture, and secretly admired her wonderful body.
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"Sakura, look at me!" and she obeyed.
He stepped nearer, their eyes connected. This time he stopped only as their bodies touched. He reached out to caress her shoulders again, but gently pulled her head back a little, "Always keep the eye contact, unless you're told otherwise", he told her in a very dominant and masculine tone.
She looked deep into his predatory eyes.
"Are we clear?", he couldn't resist to deepen the play a little, and see how she'd react.
"Yes, Sensei." There was something new sparkling in her eyes, he had never seen before. Is she testing me?
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"You should always answer in full sentences, Sakura. Do you understand?"
Sakura gulped before answering, "Yes, I understand,… Sensei." And she grinned.
"Is she toying with me? It seems she read the same book with that particular scene. Two can play that game", he mused.
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"Are you making fun of me? Close your eyes! You're not allowed to open them. Get back into your stance."
He took her red scarf from her armchair and bound her eyes.
Sakura didn't struggle.
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"Focus on your stance, Sakura."
He circled her with slow steady steps, his fingers accidently brushing here and there. He corrected her shoulders.
"The same goes for your bosom, a slight hollow back, for perfection put your shoulders back. ….. Better."
He stopped in front of her, his fingers gently brushing her hand, slowly dancing up over her arm, her shoulders, her collar bone and from her neck up to her cheek. His soft caress reminded her of Tatsuo.
Suddenly she felt his breath in her face, warmer than ever.
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"You're allowed to remove the blindfold."
"Thank you, Sensei." He stepped back for her to discard it.
"You learn fast," he smirked.
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The second she regained her vision, she lost herself again in his intense eyes. They both reduced the distance between them, like they were caged in a spell emanating from each other's eyes, simultaneously they stopped thinking. He, the dangerous predator who craved to devour her, and she, his all too willingly self-sacrificing prey, got lost in the moment.
His right hand went to her chin, his left to her waist as he pulled her into him. He was about to kiss her, both closed their eyes. She almost felt his clothed lips on hers, when suddenly her doorbell rang.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!", he cursed aloud and put his head on hers for a brief, comforting moment, before he kissed her forehead in a friendly, quick-witted manner.
Sakura started to breathe again. Did that really just happened? Almost?, she speculated.
A look in his eyes when they broke apart, confirmed her suspicion. The fire was gone, he looked sheepishly, and nothing indicated a sign of his wild, reinless side he had shown her seconds ago. He looked more like the contemplative Kakashi she knew for so long.
"I should probably go now." She nodded with a sad smile.
He gathered his clothes and teleported away, while the pink-haired woman answered the door.
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Kakashi entered his apartment and fell on his bed.
What the hell happened?
He had never liked to lose control, no matter what he had been doing. He sat up and bit his thump, "Summoning jutsu!"
The little pug in his blue ninja attire arrived "Hey boss!"
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Discarding his flak jacket for the second time of the day, he stood up. "Come on, let's go for a run in the woods."
"Boss, it's our day off. You still own me three steaks from the last time. Until I'll get my tasty meat, I won't go for another mad and grinding sprint through the dark." Pakkun poofed away, Kakashi sighed.
I can't blame him.
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As the silver-haired former elite-nin returned, he took the route over the rooftops in a slow walk to cool down. On one random place he sat down and listened to the night's sounds of Konoha. It was a particularly warm night, a significant forerunner of the oncoming summer.
He was enjoying the silence of the sleeping village as he heard someone saying his name. Kakashi looked around, but nobody's there, so he tried to detect any chakra signs.
The result let him freeze for a few seconds. He followed the familiar chakra to the building on the other side of the street, jumped silently on a bright wooden balcony. Behind the window he found her safe and sound lying in her bed and sleeping peacefully.
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Probably I'm getting paranoid or my ears must be getting old. With a chuckle he shook his head and prepared for a quiet leave, as he heard it again.
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Nope, definitely not my ears!
Out of burning curiosity he focused on eavesdropping more precisely.
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"Mmmmhhhmmm… Kakashiiii…. Ooooooaaahhhh….", she moaned in her sleep.
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Per reflex both of his eyes went wide and he turned crimson up to his ears, due to his mask and the darkness of the night, it was perfectly hidden.
He sighed.
What have I done to deserve this? You'll drag me to hell!, he cursed inwardly and teleported himself back home for a long cold shower.