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I'm back and posted them all simultaniously.
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Have fun ;)
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19. A little Mission to cool down – Present from Tsunade
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DAY2:
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Sakura woke up as the morning breeze touched her skin and the sun warmed her face. She heard some strange noises and turned to the other side, but it was empty and unused. Yawning she stood up and followed the source of the noises.
She found Kakashi on the balcony doing push-ups in his nightwear, a tank-top with attached mask and boxers only.
"Good morning!"
He stopped his workout, turned into a kneeling position and began to stretch his neck. "Good morning, did I wake you up?"
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"Hm, kind of." Sakura stretched and yawned loudly.
"Sorry. Do you want to go downstairs for breakfast?"
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"Sounds good, let me put on some decent clothes, then we can go."
Then he first looked up at her and noticed her quite short cut nightgown, it was fitting her curves very well. Her hair was a bit tousled, but fell down in sexy curls and skimmed her rosy, cheerful face. He had to admit to himself, she looked stunning for a woman who had recently woken up.
The pink-haired kunoichi went to the bathroom for a quick wash and changed into a white summer dress. With her toothbrush in her mouth she came back and told him it was free now. Teeth-brushing she waited on the balcony for him to get ready. It wasn't possible to get a peek from her position into the bathroom, where he showered off the sweat.
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They had a rich breakfast with eggs, salmon, cheese, fruits, different kinds of bread and rice cookies as a waiter walked up to them and handed Sakura a new envelope.
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Dear Sakura,
I told you, I have a surprise for you two:
You are going to attend a massage seminar for two days.
It will start at 9 a.m. at the massage room and will last to 1p.m.
Ease up the tension and take it as another skill for your mission.
Signed by the hokage
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Ok, now it is getting weird.
"Ehrm, Kakashi? It seems like we have another task to accomplish. Look!" She put the letter in front of him.
His eyebrow rose up as he read the words written. What the fuck is wrong with you, Tsunade?!
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The two Konoha-nin entered the massage room, there were other couples there, all seemingly in their lovey-dovey phase.
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"Welcome everybody! Some of you have already met me, for the others: I'm Yoko and I'll introduce you to the wonderful world of partner massage."
It was the clingy woman from yesterday evening.
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Kakashi chuckled and the till recently highly motivated kunoichi went pale as a wall, she was on the verge to faint.
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"Don't be afraid, it won't get immodest and we will stay above the belt!" Yoko smiled reassuringly at her clients.
"So please choose a partner and one of the massage tables."
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The lovey-doveys seemed to squeal in luck and happiness, they giggled who would be the first one to be massaged, as the two shinobi stood there unbelievingly looking at each other from the distance. At some point he shrugged, discarded his bathrobe and lay down at one of the tables.
Yoko's eyes nearly plopped out.
Sakura shook her head silently chuckling. Women and the bodies of shinobi.
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"Ok, good. Now I need someone to demonstrate the technics. Our single ninja here seems to don't mind. So, just rub your hands together a little before you start. Keep in mind, cold hands make no pleasure. Then you observe the back, brush gently over the body to examine where the tensions are located."
Of course she needs HIM of all people to demonstrate the moves…
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"You're very tensed up. It seems like you had to sleep on the floor", the very touchy teacher said in a flirty tone.
"Hm, in fact I have." Kakashi stated in his calm voice.
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"How cruel! You deserve better." Yoko responded as her hands slid over the planes of his back.
Sakura stepped near and couldn't keep silent anymore. "Oh come on! At least you had a roof over your head. We're supposed to content ourselves with little due to our profession. Don't be a baby!"
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"Now I know from where the tension is building up. Relax, you're in good hands." The brunette teacher whispered chuckling to the silver-head lying in front of her.
"Excuse me?!" The pinkette fumed and Yoko knew she had to be cautious, Sakura was an infamous kunoichi for her temper after all.
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"So, what I want to show you first are some basic technics. When you begin to massage another person, make sure he or she is in a proper and comfortable position. Then you warm up some oil in hands and carefully pour it over the back. Start with soft circles to establish body contact and ease up the tension. When you notice some relaxation sets in, you can intensify your hand movements on your partner. Explore his or her body and feel the knots, ease them away. Now I want you to try it out with your partner, then you'll switch positions."
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"Could I have my massage object back?" Sakura tapped her foot impatiently.
"Ehrm, sorry. Of course! But be gentle, he seems to have old injuries in his left trapezius and his lower back."
The jounin hummed approvingly.
Be gentle, my ass!
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"You mean here?" The angry kunoichi squeezed the mentioned muscles and Kakashi gasped in pain.
It seems like he had been stabbed in his back near to the spine and there had been an incision on his neck and shoulder, both were really bad injuries and quite deep. They didn't heal well.
Without asking she began to heal his old wounds, feeling a bit guilty for causing him pain willingly. The jounin began to relax again.
As she was done she started to massage him and he nearly dozed off.
Every now and then he even moaned quietly in approval and joy, when she hit a good spot.
Sakura was fascinated by his body, he was strong and had a remarkable muscle tonus without looking bulky. His skin was soft and neat, but there were many scars as silent signs of his career as a warrior legend.
At that moment he regained her full respect.
The pinkette smiled down at the shinobi who seemed to enjoy her pleasant touches.
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"Good, now take a moment to come back to earth and switch your positions." Yoko's annoying voice broke the calming silence around.
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Kakashi yawned and stretched his shoulders before he sat back up and put his bathrobe back on. Sakura couldn't withstand and had to take a look at his front side.
Is she biting her lip? He mused and couldn't hold back a cocky smirk underneath his mask.
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He stood up and tapped his palm on the massage table. "Sakura, it's your turn."
Slowly she lay down and he helped her to remove her bathrobe to expose her back and shoulders.
So she is not wearing some kind of bra or top underneath. Hm, charming and risky! His smirk grew wider under his opaque mask.
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Ungloved, warm and masculine hands began to dispense aromatic oil on her back. He applied just the right pressure to her greater muscle groups and stroke from her spine to her sides.
Apparently he really knew how to treat a woman. Sakura relaxed instantly.
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Yoko walked from table to table. "Good. Now we will work on how to treat sore spots properly. If you feel a knot, massage with alternating pressure until it vanishes. Try it with your partner."
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Kakashis skilled fingers found the stubborn, hard tension between her neck and her shoulders, she had to deal with for years now.
"You know this is a result from a false sitting posture at the hospital." He whispered and she hummed in response.
Even if it hurt at the beginning, he wasn't rushing things and changed from pressured grips to light circles. He knew he wouldn't be able to massage it away fully in only one session.
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They changed positions a few times to learn some other technics.
It felt so good, their bodies responded to each other so easily and there seemed to be some chemistry between them.
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After their class their massage group had some bento together in the gardens. Luckily Yoko had to leave to teach at another hotel, so they could eat in peace.
Again Sakura couldn't understand how he was able to eat that quick and without anybody seeing his face.
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In afternoon they wanted to relax at the spa, each other alone.
After a while Kakashi decided to go to the sauna, he opened the door and saw only one person sitting there: Sakura wrapped in a big, white towel.
She looked as irritated as he did.
Kakashi stood there with a towel around his hips and his mask in place.
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"Oh, sorry, I didn't know."
Before he could leave she said "No, please come in, Kakashi! It's ok."
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He gave her an eye-crinkle and sat down next to her, but in safe distance. They enjoyed the warmth of the sauna alone, luckily nobody disturbed their intimate togetherness.
Sakura's eyes secretly followed the small sweat drops sliding down from his neck down over his pecs and chiselled abs, before they vanished into the low-hanging towel.
The handsome jounin's eyes relished in the small blush as a result of her traveling green orbs, tiny droplets dripping down slowly into the cleavage of the fluffy towel hiding her perfect ninja body and her long, stunning legs caught his attention too.
Both were clearly attracted by the other's appearance, their glances flew through the room more or less obvious, all sanity doubted.
At some occasions their eyes even found each other, surprisingly it wasn't an embarrassing feeling to be caught looking. Both felt content and happy, they smiled at each other and were curious what the other would feel. Though they couldn't keep their eyes from each other, they could keep their hands. For the whole time they didn't speak a word.
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Afterwards they went to opposite corners of the cold showers, separated by some brickwork and one after another entered the dip tank without peeking. The cold water helped to ease up the built up tension, though the fact they were both naked. As their brains started to work properly again, they talked about how take a shower in their room because of the see-through wall and when they would attend dinner.
She stepped out without him glancing at her body and. The young woman put on her bathrobe, gathered her flip flops and went to their room to shower first.
He wanted to stay a bit longer in the cold, soothing water before he did the same. Kakashi couldn't deal with a naked Sakura in the same hotel room with only a glass-wall separating them now.
As agreed she stayed in the living room, as he showered and got dressed, then they went to the restaurant.
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This evening they were led to an arbour with decent illumination and wonderful wild wine sprawling around the wooden trellis.
The whole dinner seemed kind of romantic. They ate a three-course menu in Candle light. Strangely they didn't talk much, but their glances like before in the sauna continued.
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As they finished eating their dessert, Sakura suggested to stay a little longer, before they would retire to their room to call it a night.
"What do you think of a glass of red wine? It's such a wonderful evening here in the arbour. I really feel like being on holiday."
"That's fine by me!"
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The waiter brought them their glasses.
"This mission took a turn for the better after all." Sakura smiled at him.
"I guess you're right. I've never been keen on the whole holiday thing, but now I have to admit it turned out to be quite good." His eye met hers and crinkled in honest mirth.
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The pinkette giggled and raised her glass to him. "To the great copy-nin and his new weakness for spa hotels! Cheers!"
Chuckling they clinked glasses.
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Suddenly the clingy teacher reappears and touched Kakashi's bicep. Yoko spoke something in her annoying, obtrusive voice, but he didn't react.
Instead his eyes turned to his companion, silently pleading to participate his actions, as he gently took Sakura's hand and seemed to act like being her new lover.
The touchy brunette piped down and stared with wide eyes at the two non-responsive shinobi, obviously ignoring her as the copy-nin brushed a pink strain behind her ear with soft movements and the two ninjas sent each other lovely smiles.
The angry teacher hastened away mumbling something, they both didn't understand and to be honest, it didn't interest them in the slightest.
They were deeply engaged in maintaining their cover, at least that was what they tried to persuade their selves inwardly.
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For a long while their warm hands remained connected and his thumb continued to caress the back of her hand tenderly.
Their deep eye-contact didn't break off.
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That night the two Konoha-nin slept together in their bed. There was a safe distance between them and strangely both lay awake for the half of the night, glancing inconspicuously at the teammate blandly illuminated by the moon.
Something had clearly changed.