Icha Icha Seduction
By Ymir-chan
Italics are excerpts from the actual book, Icha Icha Seduction.
Chapter Two: Uncertainty
XxX
It was early, early Saturday morning with the sun barely making a rise over the trees and Kakashi was sitting cross legged on the bed counting his fingers. Yes, counting single finger digits.
Counting one, then to eight fingers spread wide to make it easy to read.
When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.
Kakashi figured whoever came up with that knowledge for breakfast must have been a know it all. And the truth of it all was that Kakashi was indeed seeing eight fingers.
He grouched to himself, for the first time not feeling ecstatic to read Icha Icha. He had counted on his fingers, the simplicity of it all making it easier to understand and harder to discourage, that eight fingers meant eight chapters, and eight chapters meant eight days.
Eight days with the possibility of more Sakura induced day dreams. Well, seven more days, he amended mentally. He had already read the first chapter yesterday and throughout the entire night and early morn.
He'd read it over and over again until he had finally noticed the Saturday morning gleam.
Today was also the first day Kakashi had ever considered his little OCD thing a major pain in the ass. From the first Icha book he had ever read, Kakashi only read one chapter a day and re-read the very same chapter again until midnight of the next morning. He found one chapter a day meant a longer read and by the time the book was finished, Kakashi knew the book inside and out down to every last detail. It had its perks.
Last night however, Kakashi had been too involved in the first chapter to notice when Saturday had started and he was free to begin the second chapter.
He would see Sakura bent around him after training, and wonder if it was the real deal, or what his imagination worked up over the book.
Which Sakura was real?
Of course his Sakura was the real Sakura, Kakashi realized, but what Sakura was he lusting after?
He couldn't be thinking of his student that way, or even his team-mate. But why would he have all these animalistic urges for a fictional character in a book? He had never tripped-stupid over an imaginative character before, even if they were sexy as hell and drawn so beguilingly.
The pure torture of the concept hurt his head. He couldn't seem to keep the differences of the two Sakuras separate even though Kakashi knew they were indeed, two different people. Well, one wasn't even a person; she was an idea in a book. But how could he be attracted to an idea?
Kakashi sighed and let his head fall into his pillow. It should have been simple enough not to get real flesh get mixed up with paper and ink. And if it wasn't, then Kakashi should be able to tell the difference. He wasn't mentally impaired, last time he checked. He still had a good head on his shoulders and knew what was what.
Why was he having such a problem then?
He let himself come up for air from his pillow and set his dirty red book on his shelf. Kakashi examined the front cover with consideration and set his chin on his curled fist. The picture of the pink haired ninja lifting a slender finger to a man whom you only saw from behind.
She was teasing him, Kakashi guessed. Which wasn't too much different from seduction if you thought about it. The problem was why Kakashi could see Sakura, his living Sakura, so clearly on that cover? The drawing was slightly abstract, but he could see the curve of the nose, were it tapered off into a slight point. The soft lips with the full bottom plump. Kakashi could even make out the uniquely green of her eyes.
"That's it!" Kakashi flung the pillow against the wall and pointed an accusing finger at the red book. "Shut up you little instigator. You're not going to confuse me like that." He yelled at his book like it was responsible for his confusion. He ignored the stupidity of his actions for venting his frustrations in a hunching huff.
It was the books fault anyways; Kakashi accused as he crossed his arms and sulked. It kept reminding him of his Sakura, then making him think dirty thoughts.
He had to stop it. He had to stop thinking of the resemblances. If he didn't, then Kakashi would go crazy. He was half way there with the talking to the book and all.
Sakura was his student and team mate. One of his friends for crying out loud. Kakashi couldn't allow himself to start thinking of her in such a perverse way.
Kakashi made himself calm down and take a few deep breathes. He wasn't too far gone yet, all he had to do was take some time off and situate things. Even though it was Saturday morning and he could technically start reading the second chapter, Kakashi set the book back on the shelf for later in the day. He needed some space.
He would walk around the village, talk to some people, do meaningless things, Kakashi would do what ever he could for awhile so he could take the time and regain his control.
When he was back in control, then the issue between the book and Sakura could be fixed.
Kakashi had to believe it as he left his apartment.
XxX
She had woken up early the next morning even before the light blue of the sky brightened.
The first thing she did was laugh hysterically and roll around on her bed.
Sakura had dreamed of him, her tall silver haired ninja, Kakashi. He had been hers and willfully taken her to highs never before touched. Her skin still tingled whenever her sheets slipped across her legs.
She couldn't wait to begin her day. If things went as she wanted, then Sakura would get a chance to know more about Kakashi. The little chat would help their bond and maybe let Kakashi forget their roles together.
Sakura was tired of being just a friend and team mate. She was ready to be a lover too.
Sakura hopped out of bed and started to ready for the day. She hummed in the shower and sang while she changed. She smiled continuously and thought only of her Kakashi.
Her Kakashi, she thought with a dreamy, dopey smile.
There was just something about the older man Sakura had never felt for Naruto or Neji. It was even more than what she felt for the other man. A man she couldn't bare to think about, not just Sasuke. But Kakashi, the thought of him had her heart flying and a smile instantly breaking her face into a happy glow. There was a chance with him, unlike the other four.
And she didn't know why.
When she was ready, Sakura left her apartment and raced across the roof tops to Tsunade's office, where the Hokage would be waiting for her. Hopefully sober but not likely.
There were very few people up on a Saturday morning, but some one had to open the shops and ready the foods. The sky was still dark and the air still cool so soon after dawn.
Among the few moving bodies, Sakura noticed a light on in a top floor apartment. Kakashi's window. Odd, Sakura made sure to pass by Kakashi's apartment every day and she never saw a light on in his room… or a pillow fly by it.
What the hell?
Out of curiosity, Sakura jumped over to his roof and hid her chakra. She slid down to his window sill and peaked over the side, careful not to let him notice her.
It paid to be a good ninja, Sakura thought happily as she watched her ex-sensei and soon to be lover huff on his bed as he glared at a red book. Sakura almost fell off the edge as Kakashi pointed and screamed like an angry child at it.
Sakura had to jump away so she could laugh at a gut busting ferocity. Just the idea of Kakashi doing such a thing pleased Sakura to no end. Mostly because she knew it wasn't only the book that had the man so frustrated.
Kakashi, yelling at a book, it was just too much.
She was laughing still when she finally made it to the Hokage's office. It was close to twenty minutes before she could tell the older woman what she saw. When she did, both women were laughing as they dance around the office room in joyous triumph.
XxX
His usual walking speed was lessened by half, steps were taken with less width between them than is considered even walking and Kakashi didn't let it bother him that a frail old lady was prodding him with a stick so she could practically shoot past him.
He was going the pace of an old man with a dinky walker and Kakashi was ok with that. That extra time spent dragging his feet allowed him to have more time to think. To get a handle on things, his mind mostly.
That time had paid off by the time he was on his way home, close to one in the afternoon. It had been an epiphany given to him by a dumpling. The answers to all his worries, or his one pinky worry so to speak were solved by the miracle of good food.
Kakashi had taken a seat on a low brick wall by the park with three hot dumplings. His favorite. He had spent all day walking and wondering about the two pink haired ninja and had found no way in solving the dilemma. But the minute he let the thoughts rest and sat to enjoy his food, the answer came to him like a fist to his lone eye.
It was so obvious!
He had been seeing them as the same Sakura, not a character and person. And the imagery was just as simple. He kept seeing both of them as a hot piece of ninja.
Solution? Visualize the character Sakura as solid lines and colors. See her as a drawn picture. And the fleshy Sakura? Think of her as the little girl she used to be and not at all like an attractively hot female.
Kakashi finished his dumplings off with a wide hidden grin. He wasn't considered a genius for nothing and he was quite proud of himself. It was so easy!
He was regaining control of himself. And by the time he saw the 'little girl' again, Kakashi figured the incident the other day would be forgotten and possibly rectified. Sakura was probably a little freaked out by it all too. She had seemed a little withdrawn and mentally occupied as he walked her home. But then again, he hadn't been all that focused either.
Maybe she knew?
Not likely, he hoped.
Kakashi was the fastest pair of feet on the street as he made his way back to his place. He even passed the granny with the stick and barley refrained from sticking his tongue out. Not like she'd see it any ways.
He couldn't wait to start chapter two. He could innocently read his romance-smut without mixing up real life and fantasy now. Kakashi was ecstatic for the first time since he found the book on his doorstep.
It was a good day.
XxX
It was a good day, Sakura perked. She had a wad of cash in her pocket thanks to Tsunade, a good looking future, and a good lookin ass in her sights.
The only downside of that sexy ass was the fact the man whom it was attached to was walking as slow as a limped turtle. His head was tipped back, eye closed, hands in pockets, and sandaled feet less than shuffling across the gravel and brick of the streets.
It was very hard to follow someone who didn't walk but creeped every where. It was boring and seemed pointless. When he went somewhere, she followed; only it was boring compared to an enemy ninja. That was easy. Kakashi was difficult.
And Sakura admitted to herself and any one who wanted to ask that she was indeed, stalking the silver headed ninja. It was so easy it was hard, but Sakura never let him out of her sights. She had done it many times before but this was not just observation anymore. It was a stake out. The minute he ran off to be alone, she was going to pop up and drive him crazy. Yesterday was word play. Today was sweet innocence.
She had to keep him on his toes. If she let him alone to think and clear his head, he might figure her plan out. It was obvious to any one else. The book store manager had given her a look and grinned. Yeah, he knew. He probably finished it in one night.
But that's why Sakura had to push at the man every day. Not only because he reads a chapter a day- a little info she had found out by accident- but because the man is smart enough to figure any little ploy out if given enough time. So she had to fiddle with his conscience and rational thought. Pull his ear and pinch his arm. Keep his attention on her the way she wanted.
As a sexy, available woman who will do more than sit on his back in training. She would sit in more than one place for him.
Sakura snorted into her hand with images of straddling the tall man. The things she thought of. She shook her head in mild shame.
Sakura jumped behind a tree in the park and watched Kakashi intently. He liked dumplings. It was one of the first things he freely told her and one of the few things too. That didn't bother her though. She was determined to find out everything about him.
All she had to do was get him at the right time. Kakashi eating dumplings and shivering in pleasure was not the right time. And it was making her hungry any ways.
Sakura gathered her chakra and transported out of the park and a good distance away from Kakashi. The best time to ambush him was when he was alone and vulnerable. She kicked up onto the roofs and headed back to his apartment and hid by an adjoining building. When he came back for his book and left to be alone, that was the time to strike.
In chapter two, "Sakura" follows him to a secluded glade out in the forest. She couldn't be that obvious though as to follow the book completely. Kakashi would most likely head to the old training field. No one really went there anymore so she and Kakashi would be alone. It was kind of like an open glade so it would go along with the book well enough.
She ducked behind the low wall as Kakashi blurred past her and into his building. She caught her breath as the surprise wore off. He sure caught up to her fast enough. He must have been in one hell of a hurry to catch up with her that fast.
It had only been what…three minutes?
Kakashi was jumping out of his window almost an instant after he entered. He was a black and green blur across the roofs as he flew towards the edge of the village until he disappeared into the foliage.
She couldn't move. Shock and excitement crashed against her noggin as her prey took off.
That, Sakura mused, was unexpected. Today was just full of surprising events, wasn't it?
With an accomplished grin set on her lips, Sakura leaned back against the wall and took her time and waited. This was the moment to enjoy the game and prep for the next run. Kakashi was going to lose to her; he had no chance in fighting it with the guns she had loaded. She was one step ahead of him, and what ever move he made, she had a counter attack.
Kakashi was fucked.
XxX
The tree was the most comfortable tree there ever was. The fat branch was twenty-some feet high and surrounded by leaves making it almost impossible for anyone on the outside to find. Against the trunk was a slight groove where an ass could fit comfortably and the back could lean just right, back on smooth bark.
He was in heaven, Kakashi sighed almost napping. In his excitement of overcoming temptation, Kakashi had found himself quickly finishing the second chapter in less than half an hour.
But then he relaxed against his favorite tree and found his contempt slowly easing him to sleep. He let himself daydream, unconsciously recalling what he had just read.
He had read the book in peace, never once mixing up the identities of the two women. He had been so proud of himself!
Yay for dumplings.
Kakashi smiled through his mask as he dreamed of his Icha Icha book. The character Sakura was very much a seductress.
Slowly, Kakashi drifted deeper into sleep and experienced the most lucidly real dream he had ever had.
Sensei sneaked away from the village and everything, needing just a few hours to himself. Maybe he could take a nap, or mull over his suddenly charming and very attractive ex-student.
He didn't get any sleep the night before because of her.
He escaped into the woods and no one saw him. He wanted to be alone. In the forest away from the village, there was a small glade that he liked to go to and hide out at. The largest tree had a nice little hiding spot that was comfortable and well hidden.
Sensei went to that tree.
The sky was impossibly blue with racing clouds that reflected their shadows like thick bars across the grassy glade. The wind was mild, strong enough to rock the branches about but soft enough to lull him to a light dose.
And then he thought about her. Sakura. But not just thought of her, felt her as well.
The light spring of familiar chakra woke Sensei up and he sat strait, ready to take off if she found him.
A few seconds later, the kunoichi sprang through the trees and landed with a laughing huff. She didn't even look around to see if any one was there.
Sensei had to wonder if she was searching for him, or had come to the secret spot for the same reasons as he had.
He leaned back as Sakura dropped her shoulder bag and dropped to the ground to lie on her stomach. She pulled out some large, intimidating looking scrolls and opened the largest one intending to read it.
He ignored her, or tried to any ways. Her very presence was distracting and Sensei couldn't help but watch her intently.
Then the wind picked up some speed, and Sensei's eyes bulged as he leaned to the side to watch it flash interesting black shorts. The clouds shot across the sky and their shadows produced hypnotizing dark and light flying stripes across her figure and the grassy slope she lay on.
And Kakashi realized, faintly, that he could actually feel someone's chakra. Slowly, his lucidness became consciousness as his one eye drifted open. The chakra became more pronounced as he tried to focus on waking.
And his sight trained on a red, short kimono clad figure of Sakura, already lounging in the grass.
He had to still be dreaming, he demanded. Otherwise he'd flip out.
Just like the book, the sense of her chakra had woken him up. She was even lying on her stomach reviewing some very large scrolls. The only difference was that it was a very cloudless day and the wind wasn't very strong.
Sakura looked exactly as he dreamed she'd look.
It was scary that he realized he had dreamed of her at all. He was so sure he'd cut all resemblances to each other. Sadly, his mind still wanted to picture his own student as the role of seductress.
She was relaxed on the grassy hill. It was no glade, but only a small hill where trees refused to grew deep in the forest. The location didn't relax him though, from comparing it to the first chapter. The last time, things didn't happen exactly by the book either.
Kakashi stiffened as he thought of something. Was he getting real life and fantasy mixed up again? Was he so desperate for the younger woman that he was trying to connect reality to a flippin book? Was he trying to see himself in writing?
The insanity snuck up on him and Kakashi didn't realize he was staring at the female figure. The questions zipped through his head to fast to focus on them, but one thing was popping up again and again.
Why did everything happen like in the book? What was the connection between Sakura and Icha? Some thing wasn't right.
Kakashi tried to figure it out and piece everything together, but before he could come to any conclusion, his mind was shot clean through with an astounding vision.
Every thing was forgotten as a stronger gust of wind shot under the hem of her kimono and flipped it up and about, revealing the black, sexy shorts he had seen to many times.
It all came to him then. The psychedelic shadows streaking across her figure, the wind playing with her hair and kimono like a lover's fingers.
She kicked her legs about in leisure, completely ignoring her flashing undershorts.
Yes, Kakashi thought, he imagined her kicking her legs playfully, each movement revealing a small amount of strong legs and rounded butt.
Sensei leaned to the side, straddling the tree so he could see past the thick leaves.
Kakashi leaned as well, trying to get a good look up her gently flapping skirt. His mind was replaying the chapter and Kakashi didn't seem to notice. It was perfect visualization and he was entranced.
He was in a trance, watching every movement and leaning more over the side as he ached to be near her.
Kakashi tipped further other the branch, his body following his mind's eye. He was only slightly surprised but even more amazed as she pushed herself up to her hands and knees and stretched in a purely feline way.
A hand left the branch, holding him in his place, to reach out to her figure as if to grasp her. Without his grip, Sensei barley noticed as his body weight was pulled off the branch and towards the hard ground.
His hand let go of the tree as he thought of it. He saw everything go lopsided, but that was ok, he was just falling…
When he felt himself jerk down all of a sudden, Kakashi tried to catch his balance with his chakra but the twenty foot drop was short and he had no time to react.
The leaves shook as he toppled through them, alerting Sakura of another presence. Jumping on instinct, she threw a well aimed kunai in his direction hitting the ankle of his pants and pinning him to a tree.
Kakashi gave a startling yelp as he fell with nothing under him but earth. Sakura heard him and jumped up in fright, but she was too startled to throw a saving weapon at him.
He hit the ground with a dumping thud.
"Look what I caught. Now, what am I going to do with you?" Her hands were on her hips with a cocky smirk turning her lips up.
His body was thrumming with intense pain, and he wished he was upside down instead of a heap of twisted agony. Even a smirking Sakura was better then his present humiliating situation.
And then Sakura was upon him, turning his body over checking him for injuries.
"What the hell happened?" she shrieked and pulled him to sit against the tree he had fallen out of. "Why did you fall out of the tree?" Her eyes were worried and she looked frightened and slightly disturbed.
He'd rather take the smirk than the frown. "It was the ants," He murmured in a conking funk, making an excuse for his dramatic entrance. The kunoichi gave him a considering glance but dismissed it for searching for broken bones.
Sakura looked him over critically, careful not to stress his body incase of any severe injury. She hadn't expected him to actually fall out of the tree. Well, not fall to the ground. He was only supposed to tip over a bit, maybe make some noise to 'alert' her of his presence.
But the man had crashed like an idiot to the ground, scaring her as his form stilled upon impact. He hadn't fought it till it was too late, and it could have killed him.
Luckily, Sakura sighed to herself, Kakashi was strong, and the twenty foot drop had knocked the air out of him and caused some bad swelling with sore bones. His head was jarred quite a bit, but sitting still and clearing his mind would help with that.
Sakura ran her hands across his sore and swelling body, calming the aches and defusing the inflammations with her chakra. Kakashi didn't say anything again and she didn't ask.
She knew what had happened.
Funny thing though, Sakura didn't expect the Copy Nin to fall for her quite like that.
XxX
She watched her slightly dazed patient as he held an ice pack to his head. He hadn't moved from the tree, still not sure if he could even move if he wanted to.
"So," Sakura started to ask. "What were you doing up in the tree?" Not that she didn't know, but Kakashi didn't.
"Sleeping," he replied softly, wincing as it made his head pound just a bit more.
"You've slept in trees before and never fell out. What happened this time?" she asked slyly.
He almost couldn't think of anything. Of course, the lame answer wasn't any better than the truth. "An ant bit me and I jerked awake. Didn't I say that a moment ago?"
She smiled, knowing he'd lie somehow, but an ant bite was just pitiful. Worse then his late excuses. "Right…You know you shouldn't lie to me, Kakashi."
"Who said I was lying?" he sniffed and stuck his nose up. Sakura just snorted at him, amused by his innocent charade.
"Then what are you to say when I tell you that the tree's bark is too tuff for ant's to live in and its leaves aren't on their diets?"
"I'd say it was a rogue little pest." His eye creased and Sakura knew he was purposely bull shitting her. He had a talent for throwing people off the scent and changing subjects far too easily.
Sakura though, was used to it after so many years with him.
"Fine," she growled at him, keeping face and acting like she normally would. "I'll give you another ten minutes and then you can get up."
"Fine." He conceded with an exaggerated snooty sniff.
The older man figured he'd hit his head a little too hard. Lying next to Sakura was a lot more comfortable than he'd thought it'd be. No more than five minutes before he was bug-eyed and drooling over her, and now the temptation and lusty visuals just weren't there.
It was like her presence was toned down and he could relax with her and enjoy the moment.
What was the difference?
He didn't know.
Sakura smiled to herself as Kakashi sat back and let the tension ease from his body. She followed suit, setting her arms behind her head and leaning against the tree next to him.
The breeze soothed her. Being there next to him, everything seemed so perfect.
This was so much better than her original plan. She sighed to herself. "This is great. I'm really glad how this all turned out."
Kakashi opened his eye. "Turned out? What, did you plan this or something?" He asked playfully. Sakura laughed off his suspicions, albeit to loudly.
"No, of course not." She lightly slapped his shoulder. "I had nothing to do today but study and relax by myself. I like you're little crash detour better."
"Maybe I should have twisted there at the end; made a funny joke about gravity and being to slim and finely shaped to escape a nonresistant fall." Kakashi replied flippantly while jutting his hip slightly.
She snorted into her hand and flicked his head. "You, funny…right. I think it's just top heavy. Fat head and all.
"My head is not fat, just full of knowledge, which is power."
"Ya, power to pound a crater into hard dirt."
"And I only needed a few minutes to recuperate from the blow." Happy eye creased.
"I think you're body has adjusted to better fit your nimrodic lifestyle. Adaptation and preparation for future mind threatening attacks."
"Nimrodic?" He inquired.
"My own word. I was trying to find a word to sum up Naruto, but it works for you and other pathetic men."
"Well, thanks, I guess."
"Sure!" She smiled innocently, but they both knew it was a joke.
It was something new, the bantering and playful arguing. Sakura had never experienced Kakashi like she was in that moment even though it was still reserved and grounded, it was still the best time she'd ever had with him.
It was something she could get used to, and Kakashi, as he relaxed and enjoyed the company, was thinking the same thing. There was an understanding between them. They hadn't meant to throw sarcastic barbs at one another, but had just felt so comfortable with the company that they let go, was able to be themselves.
The start of a closer friendship.
"This," Sakura sighed and leaned shoulder to shoulder with the older man. "is great."
"Sure," He returned her innocent smile and Sakura slapped him on the shoulder with an indignant 'hey'.
Kakashi was just enjoying the respite from ornery thoughts and wants. Being with Sakura actually made her bearable. Maybe if he just spent more time with her, then he wouldn't go crazy thinking about her.
That thought was shot when Sakura suddenly laid her head on his shoulder and the space between them lessened. So much for his dumpling epiphany.
Maybe it would be best to fake amnesia?
XxX
-Gasps- I'm alive! And I'm still writing!
Sorry for the flippin long wait. It's something called working to much, no inspiration, sick, no inspiration, lazy, rewriting, the story sucking, no computer, no internet, no time, to much work, lazy, and I'm an excuse queen so I can go on and on. But the biggest excuse is…
While I had computer time, I spent it having an affair. With two sexy men. Neji and Gaara. I don't consider this affair a bad thing, but then my dear Kakashi misses out. I hope I can make it up to him.
Hope this chapter is good enough for you all. After almost four days of no sleep and only writing, what I had produced was some crazy shit. I had to tone it down and by the time I was done, well…a lot came up. I think most of that shit can go into a separately related story box. Its really just delirious humorous bullshitiness. But I like it. Also, Next chapter has more characters. Not just Sakura and Kakashi.
To my reviewers. Thank you so damned much. Every last one of you made me so happy. When I was unsure about were I was going and whether or not to continue, all I had to do was re-read all of them and feel hysterically hyper. I could feel the enthusiasm in every word. I wish I could personally respond to everyone, but the new FFNet rule bans me from doing it. So all I can do is give you a paragraph of teary, sappy, grateful thanks. Oh how I loved everyone's words.
Ok, I'm done with the funk. I've just never had that many reviews for one chapter. Well, hopefully the next chapter won't take that long. There shouldn't be more than ten chapters in all. But, my life is hectic right now. I'm finding sleep to be a thing of the past. Oh, I remember a month ago…
Well, catch ya laters. Hope you liked it.
Ymir-chan