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The next couple of days went by fairly uneventfully. Kakashi brought the entire team to the training grounds (once Tenzou's creation had been taken care of, much to the sadness of a surprising amount of ANBU) to work together as a team. Tenzou found Gai and Genma a pleasure to spar with, as they were both skilled in completely different ways. Genma utilized his senbon and danced around like a wisp of smoke while he fought, continuing to amaze Tenzou at how graceful he could be. Gai was a powerhouse of raw energy and would shower Tenzou with fists and feet until he was forced to throw up a wooden wall to repel him.

Kakashi had gone easy on Tenzou in the mokuton department after their initial session, mostly so that the young shinobi could recharge his chakra. However, it was also to see how he utilized his mokuton in close combat battle. He noted, expectantly, that Tenzou used it very little. He knew this was because he was fighting against his teammates and didn't wish to hurt them by accident. Obviously, Tenzou was still not as confident as he needed to be with his power. It was Kakashi's job to change that, and for the first time, he actually felt eager to do it. Tenzou was clearly an excellent ninja and a good person. He was already a great addition to their team, but with the mokuton, he'd be worth three ANBU alone. Kakashi took it as a personal goal to get his kouhai up to snuff and able to rock his wood like he was born using it.

...Heh, rock his wood...

Kakashi shook his head. No thinking inappropriate thoughts about subordinates.

That was another thing, though...Kakashi found himself worryingly drawn to Tenzou. He was just...what was the word. Adorable? Yes, that was it. He was damn adorable. Most people termed 'adorable' were annoying, but Tenzou had a hard side to him that complimented his bright-eyed innocence. He had shed blood, definitely killed people, and had been through the kind of hell you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy. He was innocent, but not truly naive. At least, not in everything.

Kakashi mentally stomped on his own foot to cut off his train of thought. REALLY not helping the situation.

"Tenzou."

With a blink, the mokuton user paused. He and Genma had been sparring, and they both stared over at Kakashi expectantly.

"Why aren't you using your mokuton?"

Tenzou did not answer immediately, mostly because he had no real excuse. Genma shifted beside him, slowly understanding what was going on.

"I prefer not to in sparring sessions."

"Why? 'Spike' is using weapons."

Tenzou knew exactly what Kakashi was getting at, and more than that, he knew he was right. Arguing with him was pointless and counter productive. He felt his stomach constrict with nervousness at what he knew Kakashi wanted him to do. Selfishly, he just wished people would drop the whole mokuton thing. He was smart, fast, and great with a sword. He didn't need it. He really didn't.

"Tenzou..."

Jolting, Tenzou realized it had been far too long since Kakashi had spoken. Genma and Gai were both staring at him expectantly. He just wanted to drop out of ANBU and hide in a hole for the rest of his life. He was so used to concealing his mokuton that using it was terrifying.

Taking a deep, and far too shaky breath, he bowed slightly. "I will use it from now on, Kakashi-senpai."

"I want you to use it exclusively."

Tenzou jerked back up from his bow in shock. What? Use ONLY his mokuton? But...

"...I..."

Kakashi crossed his arms over his chest. "What's the problem? You built a sauna. You can use your mokuton in close combat."

Tenzou ground his teeth together. He REALLY wished he hadn't said all that.

"...Yes, Senpai..." was his tight response.

Kakashi knew his kouhai was frustrated, but couldn't have given less of a crap. This was the only way Tenzou was going to learn not to fear his gift. Not to mention the fact that Genma and Gai could more than handle themselves in battle; Tenzou really had nothing to worry about.

Taking another deep breath, the mokuton user spread his legs and resumed his sparring stance. Genma paused for just a second before doing the same. The senbon wielder had no idea what to expect, and honestly, neither did Tenzou.

"Begin."

As soon as Kakashi's voice rang through the arena, Genma launched himself at Tenzou. Initially, Tenzou's reaction was to jump out of the way, but he remembered at the last second he was ordered to use nothing but his wood release. Quickly, he slapped his hands together, and a wall of wood sprang up between him and Genma. The other shinobi squawked and pushed off of it, nearly face planting into the jutsu.

A second later had Genma leaping over the wall. Tenzou had to rely completely on instincts, and before he knew it, a thick tendril of wood erupted out of the wall and snatched Genma out of the air. His partner quickly teleported away, replacing himself with a potted plant. Where he had gotten that from, Tenzou had no idea. Genma had this knack of just...making things appear.

He felt a presence beside him and had to force himself to form another seal. He felt like he was fighting every nerve in his body every time he used his bloodline limit. It had become instinct not to use it, and relying on it was like writing with his left hand with his eyes closed.

Genma rushed him from the side and was met with a wooden clone. He stumbled back, but recovered quickly. Pulling out a handful of senbon, Genma sent them sailing into the clone. They stuck into its neck with a loud 'thunk', but because the clone was wooden, it didn't dispel. Genma had NOT been expecting that, and took a sound punch to the face as a result. As he staggered back, Tenzou appeared behind him, formed another seal, and encased him in a long, twisted wooden cocoon. With his arms trapped at his sides, Genma could form no seals, and was defeated.

"Holy crap, Tenzou." his friend panted, craning his neck around to look at him. "That was damn impressive. Why don't you use your wood release more often?"

Tenzou merely stood there in response, as he was just as shocked at the outcome as Genma. He honestly, truly hadn't expected their match to go that smoothly. He found himself gazing over at Kakashi, who was watching him intently. Tenzou could tell from his captains body language that he was pleased.

Maybe...this wasn't going to be so bad after all. Perhaps the Hokage, and Kakashi, were right to scold Tenzou for being so afraid of his Mokuton. That was the second time he'd used it, expected the worst, and had everything turn out perfectly fine.

"Uh. Tenzou? I'm starting to cramp, can you let me go?"

Tenzou's head snapped up. SHIT, he'd done it AGAIN.

"S-sorry!" Quickly, he formed the seal for release, and the wood around Genma dissolved and broke away. Tenzou scratched his head in embarrassment. "I uh...tend to get lost in my thoughts a lot."

Genma merely laughed and dusted some splinters off of his arm. "Yeah, I noticed."

"That will be all for today. Good work, everyone." Kakashi called, his hands already stuffed firmly into his pockets, his characteristic slouch in place.

Gai and Genma stretched, popped a few bones, and chatted with each other as they made their way out of the training grounds. Tenzou slowly followed after them, lost in his own thoughts. He could hardly believe how the last few days had gone, yet he still felt hesitant in regards to his power. Sadly, his successes never seemed to completely quell his nervousness. Maybe, though...in time. Kakashi seemed to really know what he was doing, and it made Tenzou's chest warm slightly to think about it. He didn't want to depend on anyone, but he was getting the impression Kakashi could really help him.

"FUCK OFF AND DIE!"

Tenzou nearly stumbled over himself in surprise. Genma had literally shoved Gai into a crater (obviously caused by a pretty wicked jutsu) before running off at full speed.

Gai was up in an instant, his face completely red with rage.

"HOW DARE YOU! THE POWER OF HARD WORK SHALL OVERCOME!"

Winding up, his leg practically hitting himself in the face, Gai blasted off with such speed that a giant cloud of dust swirled up and engulfed the arena. Tenzou, without thinking, called up a small wooden shield around his body. When the dust settled around him, he dispelled the jutsu. Instantly, he could see Kakashi beside him. He turned to his Senpai, then leaped back in shock.

"Ah!"

Kakashi merely turned his head slowly and glared at Tenzou. "Couldn't have spared some for me?"

His captain was completely covered in dust. You could barely make out the lines for his nose with the rest of his face.

Tenzou valiantly resisted the urge to burst out laughing. Barely.

"S-sorry, Senpai...I didn't...I mean, I hardly even thought about it."

Kakashi sighed and lightly brushed a bit of dust off of his shoulder with his little orange book. "Maa...it's alright. I was too lazy to get out of the way. This is what I get."

Tenzou stared in shock, utterly confused by the plethora of personalities his captain could cycle.

"Ah...do you know what happened? I mean, everything was going fine-"

"-They're fighting for the bathroom."

"...Right."

Kakashi began to slowly continue his walk back to their room and Tenzou jogged slightly to catch up.

"Senpai..." the mokuton user began, then ducked his head slightly in embarrassment. He felt like what he was going to say would sound corny, but he didn't really know how else to say it. "Thanks for today" is what he settled with. Tenzou winced slightly at how hesitant and awkward he sounded. His captain probably thought he was painfully uncool.

Kakashi's eye flicked over to Tenzou. "You can repay me by continuing what we started. There is no reason for you to be so hesitant, kouhai. You already have an impressive grasp over your mokuton. The only way you will truly master it is if you utilize it."

Tenzou bowed his head, having heard the same words before from Hiruzen. He didn't know why he was being so stubborn about it when so many intelligent, experienced and trustworthy people told him it was going to be alright. What was it going to take for him to listen?

"Have you ever had any...unfortunate incidents involving your mokuton?" Kakashi continued.

Tenzou's head progressed even further down his body in shame. "...Not that I'm aware of."

"And yet, you're afraid?"

"I don't understand it."

Kakashi's eyebrow raised. "Ah. Well, that's understandable." he concluded with a shrug. "But, you'll never understand it unless you use it."

"...I know..." Tenzou murmured.

Kakashi stayed silent for a moment to study Tenzou's body language. The kid wasn't an idiot; he knew he was being irrational. So, there was something else to his fear that no one had touched on yet. Perhaps Tenzou himself had no real idea. He decided he would let it be for the time being.

"Whenever you spar, you are to use only your mokuton. In between group training sessions, I expect you to be down here every day working with it. I won't tolerate any slacking. If you go one sparring session with no mokuton, you'll be punished."

Tenzou couldn't help jerking his head to stare, surprised, at Kakashi's instant change in tone. Punished? What kind of punishment? Cleaning the bathroom, or something 'more creative'?

"Ah...yes, Senpai..."

Kakashi suddenly stopped walking and spun around sharply. Tenzou jerked to a stop, then stumbled backwards as his captain quickly advanced on him.

"Stop moving."

Tenzou froze in place, embarrassed. Kakashi stopped inches in front of him. He couldn't POSSIBLY already be in trouble, could he?

"Are you taking this seriously?"

Tenzou gaped for several seconds before he caught himself and straightened up. "Of course, Senpai!"

"Because, it is my life and the life of your teammates on the line if you fuck up on a mission."

Tenzou swallowed, hopefully inaudibly. "Yes, Senpai, I understand that."

"Do you? Because, from what I've seen so far, you're just full of excuses."

Tenzou was so shocked from the blatant 360 his captains attitude had taken that his mind completely blew out and vanished with the wind. For far too long, he could do nothing but stare at Kakashi.

Was he full of excuses? If he really thought about it, he HAD been hesitant in every training session that involved the mokuton. Perhaps Kakashi had been annoyed the entire time and was just trying to be nice to him. The conversation they just had must have pushed him over the edge.

Ashamed and embarrassed, Tenzou bowed crisply before his captain. It was all he could think of doing.

"I'm sorry if you're displeased with me, Senpai. I promise I will not let you down from now on."

For what seemed like an eternity, silence rang throughout the training grounds. Tenzou had never been more thankful for masks and the fact that he could only see his toes. He would stay bowed forever if it meant never having to meet Kakashi's eyes in this powerfully awkward moment. He honestly didn't understand how he'd fucked up so terribly so fast, but if Kakashi was frustrated...

"Tenzou."

His heart somersaulted into his stomach at how Kakashi breathed his name. Slowly, he rose out of his bow. Kakashi hadn't moved, but his posture was completely relaxed and his head was slightly tilted to the side. Tenzou stood there, stock still, no clue as to what he should do. Silence stretched on between them, but it was so thick with atmosphere that they may as well have been talking. He'd never had such powerful, silent moments with anyone, and he had no idea what to think of them.

He caught a slight movement just before Kakashi's hand appeared in front of his face. Knowing how Kakashi's attitudes could flip flop, he suddenly became terrified that despite the softness of his name on Kakashi's lips, that his captain was going to hit him. He figured he couldn't avoid it without completely losing face, so he stood still as his hand neared. To Tenzou's utter shock, Kakashi merely tweaked the tip of his cat-masks nose, as one would do teasingly to a friend. Blinking furiously, the mokuton user stared in shock and utter confusion.

Kakashi leaned in slightly, bringing them so close their masks almost touched, and Tenzou felt a frantic pulse of warmth course through his body so strongly he nearly shuddered.

"Don't be so intense." Kakashi stated, his tone chipper. He flicked Tenzou in the forehead, laughed lightly, then teleported away.

...

Dont...

Did he seriously...

"WHAT!?"

The echo of Tenzou's fury reverberated soundly throughout the training grounds, causing a few heads to turn that were paroling the roof.

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo

It was at least ten minutes before Tenzou had tempered his anger enough to join his teammates in their shared accommodations without wanting to throttle Kakashi. His asshole captain had made Tenzou feel like a COMPLETE piece of shit, then when he had lowered himself to basically BEGGING for his forgiveness, had simply told him to chill out and disappeared.

Who the fuck does shit like that?

Kakashi was bipolar and no one was going to convince him otherwise.

"YO!" Gai and Genma greeted, both of them wet from the shower. Kakashi was clearly in there now, so he'd just pout on his bed until he was out, then spend the rest of his bitter moments under deliciously warm, pressurized water.

"Hey." Tenzou responded, plopping onto his bed with a sigh that was far louder than he wanted.

"What kept you, my friend?" Gai asked casually as he stretched his neck muscles.

"Ah, not much. Kakashi and I just had a talk about my mokuton." he answered truthfully.

"Was it not a positive talk?"

Tenzou glanced at Gai in surprise. "Uh, well...it wasn't BAD." he lied, feeling slightly embarrassed about how obvious he must have been. "I have a lot of work to do. I'll figure it out."

Tenzou shrieked as Gai was suddenly in his lap, and in his face.

"THATS THE SPIRIT! HARD WORK ALWAYS WINS THE DAY!"

"...Yes...yes, absolutely...but, you're kind of crushing my nuts..." Tenzou gasped. He heard Genma burst out laughing behind them. Gai merely exclaimed 'whoopsies' and hopped off.

"EHEM. The POINT is, if you set your mind to something, you are ONE HUNDRED PERCENT certain of accomplishing it! NEVER GIVE UP!"

A tiny firework went off above Gai's pointed finger. Tenzou smiled despite himself.

"Thank you, Gai. I'll keep that in mind."

Satisfied, the excitable green-clad shinobi sauntered back to his bed and fell into it ungracefully.

Genma shook his head at Tenzou in amusement and went back to sewing up his body armour.

A moment later, Kakashi emerged from the shower. Thankful for the distraction, Tenzou gathered his towel and hopped off the bed to slip into the bathroom after his captain. He nearly smacked right into Kakashi in his eagerness to bathe.

"Ah, sorry, Sen...pai..."

Tenzou's bad habit of losing track of how long he was lost in his own thoughts did nothing to help him in this situation. Kakashi was maskless, forehead protectorless, and shirtless. His hair was actually far more tempered then you'd think from the way it stuck up at all angles from his headband. He had a long, strangely graceful scar running from his forehead down to the cheek of his right eye. And, he was ridiculously good looking. Like, everything was hard angles, soft skin and piercing eyes. He looked deceptively fragile, except that his perfectly toned chest said otherwise. He almost seemed to glow, with his pale skin and silver grey hair. He'd never even THOUGHT about what Kakashi looked like, because it didn't matter at all. However, actually seeing him shocked the mokuton user so much he stood in front of him for about four seconds too long.

Far too long.

"I didn't think I was that scary looking, Tenzou. If you don't close your mouth, I might be tempted to drop something into it."

Snapping his jaw shut, Tenzou realized he had PRECIOUS little time to save his pathetic ass before he NEVER LIVED THIS MOMENT DOWN.

Honesty. Honesty got you everywhere. Just be honest in a not creepy way.

"I'm sorry, Senpai. I didn't mean to stare, it's just that you look so different without your mask. I'm used to seeing you with it on."

YES! Come on, that was flawless, and totally understandable. Totally.

"Should I keep it on, you think?"

Tenzou REFUSED to let Kakashi spin this around so he could embarrass the hell out of him. He'd had enough of that for one day.

"It doesn't make a difference to me, Senpai." he answered as casually as he could, but mentally gave himself an extra point. BURN.

Kakashi grinned, and unfortunately, Tenzou found it slightly intoxicating.

"Really? Then why are you blushing?"

He caught himself JUST in time not to react. There was no way in hell he was actually blushing. Kakashi was fucking with him. Do not take the bait.

Tenzou rolled his eyes. "I am not blushing. We just sparred, it's natural for my face to be red. Can I please take a shower now?"

The mokuton user could barely contain his excitement at how gracefully he had dug himself out of a searingly embarrassing situation. Or so he thought.

"Why, of course you can." Kakashi responded with misleading innocence. He stepped to the side, and Tenzou began to move forward. Before he could get too far, Kakashi pressed up against his side, grabbed onto the waistband of his pants, pulled and let them snap back. Tenzou squeaked and leaped about an inch off the floor.

"What the HELL-"

"-be sure to take care of your NOT situation while you're in there." Kakashi purred directly into his ear. Tenzou looked down in frustration and instantly regretted it.

Oh.

Oh God.

Oh FUCK why.

He was showing. Not in an obnoxious way, but in a way that someone standing DIRECTLY in front of him could easily tell. He wanted to die. He wanted some s-class missing nin to break into their room and throw a kunai directly into his eye.

He didn't know what was more humiliating. The fact that Kakashi's half-naked form had turned him on, or the fact that Kakashi had completely called him out on it. The answer MAY seem obvious to some, but really, one wouldn't have happened without the other.

Tenzou squared his shoulders and walked into the shower clinging to the last shred of dignity he had.

Maybe he would slip in the shower and crack his skull open. One could only hope.

He didn't even want to THINK about the expressions on Gai and Genma's faces.

Oooooooooooooooooooooo

Tenzou seriously considered staying in the bathroom until everyone went to sleep, except that that was at least three hours away. Pretty sure locking himself in the bathroom for three hours would be PAINFULLY obvious. And potentially, more embarrassing than just facing the ridicule of his peers.

But, really, what was the big deal? Guys got hard for all kinds of reasons. Actually, when he was 14, he randomly got a boner in the middle of history class. He liked history and everything, but he didn't like it THAT much. Maybe his slight...happiness had nothing to do with Kakashi.

Except that he did spend about two of those four seconds staring at his perfect jawline. Hmm.

A noise from the room distracted Tenzou from his musings. It kind of sounded like someone knocked over furniture.

No way! Is an S-class missing nin coming to put me out of my misery? My prayers have been answered for once!

Laughing to himself, Tenzou wrapped his towel around his waist and decided to just face death by embarrassment with the same bravery he went into every mission with. Go down with honour, he will!

Opening the door slowly, he stepped out with a deep breath and prayed that no one would say anything to him, but knew it was futile.

"TENZOU!"

His heart skipped a beat at the fear in Kakashi's voice, and as he whipped his head around to find him, a kunai went flying right past his cheek. It landed with a loud 'THUNK' in the wood right beside his head.

He was down in an instant. Frantically, he looked around the room. He didn't even have a second to take in his surroundings before someone jumped at him, sword raised. He rolled to the side instantly, slamming into the wall. He leaped up, then squeaked and grabbed at his towel. It was, obviously, falling off of him.

You've GOT to be fucking kidding me!

His attacker came at him again, and before he could even think of how screwed he was, he heard Kakashi's voice.

"Your MOKUTON!"

Oh.

Shit, right.

Without any further hesitation, Tenzou slammed his hands into the wooden floor. The entire room erupted into a mass of moving, melting wood. Finally, with a second to look around, he could survey the scene. Despite hearing Kakashi's voice, none of his teammates were in the room. His attacker was dressed completely in black, and to Tenzou's horror, he was wearing a Konoha ANBU porcelain mask. His enemy tumbled around the shifting ground, and Tenzou forced a large wave of wood to engulf him and trap his body. The nice thing about his mokuton, when he did use it, is that no one was ever expecting it or had any idea of how to deal with it.

Racing forward (and desperately trying to secure his towel) he stopped beside his encased attacker. Without missing a beat, he whipped his arm back and slammed his fist into his jaw. As he thought, his enemy's head snapped to the side and he was out cold.

Tenzou booked it out of the room and into the hall. No one. Panting, he tried to calm his mind and feel out his friends chakra. He felt a blaze of raw energy that could only belong to Gai. He ran after it without another thought.

He had to scramble to a stop and duck to avoid being nailed by an unconscious body hurtling at him at the speed of light.

"Tenzou! Quickly, join us!" he heard Gai call.

Jumping up, the mokuton user could see he was in the main lobby room. Kakashi, Gai and Genma were there, as well as three unconscious bodies and two more standing enemies. As soon as he was spotted, one of the ninja ran at him. This time, the mokuton was the first thing on his mind. He formed his seals, anger replacing fear.

"Wood release: Wood prison!"

Instantly, giant bars of wood sprung up in front, around and on top of the charging enemy. His foe was quick, and just as he was about to form the hand signs for teleportation, wood erupted beneath him and snatched his hands. He heard the black-clad ninja snarl and pull, but Tenzou stretched his arms tight. Unfortunately, his enemy happened to know a justu with a one handed seal.

Tenzou barely dodged in time to avoid a giant spear of water piecing him straight through the stomach. He rolled to the side, leaped up, and barely caught his towel before it flew off of his body. He actually could not believe he had to save his decency and his life at the same time.

Suddenly, the room buzzed with chakra. Dozens of 'pops' were heard as ANBU from all over the headquarters teleported into the lobby. Their enemies tried desperately to teleport away, but with so many skilled ninja around, they were unconscious before they could even finish the thought. Tenzou sighed the deepest sigh of relief he ever had, gripping his towel with one hand and wiping his forehead with the other.

He felt someone's hand on his shoulder and whirled around. Then, he desperately clutched at his towel again. He kept forgetting he was basically naked and should not make sudden movements.

And, of course, that person was Kakashi.

His captain grinned wolfishly.

"Having some trouble, Tenzou?"

The mokuton user shot him such a glare that Kakashi actually barked out a laugh.

"Honestly...not in the mood."

Kakashi made an effort to contain himself. He gave Tenzou a semi-serious once over that the mokuton user could have sworn hesitated a little too long on his crotch. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. How is everyone?"

"Fine. No injuries."

"What the hell happened?"

Kakashi shook his head, and Tenzou was amazed to note that he actually looked upset. "Seems it was an inside job."

Instantly, Tenzou remembered the ANBU face masks. "No way...it really was Konoha ANBU? What did they have against us?"

Kakashi shrugged limply. "I don't know. Interrogation will find out for us."

Tenzou hesitated before asking, but he was usually pretty good at reading peoples emotions (although Kakashi was usually a totally different story). "Ah, Senpai...is everything ok?"

To Tenzou's utter amazement, Kakashi actually spared him a genuine smile. "I'm fine. You just never expect it to come from your own, you know?"

Sombrely, Tenzou nodded. "Yeah. I'm sorry, Kakashi-senpai. You've been here a lot longer then I have, and I know you know these guys. But, I'm sure it wasn't anyone you knew too well. No one who knows you would have the balls to attack you." Tenzou supplied with a laugh.

Kakashi's smile reached his eyes for only a moment, before his entire face darkened. He pointed behind Tenzou, who turned in the direction of his captain's finger.

"I knew him. Jackal. We've been on a few intense missions together. I saved his life a couple of times."

It was the shinobi who Tenzou had trapped in the wood prison; his mask had been removed by the reinforcement ANBU.

He felt his mouth go completely dry. Your comrade betraying you...what a feeling. Tenzou had no idea how to comfort his captain, but he desperately wanted to. Slowly, he turned back around. Kakashi seemed to be someplace else, and Tenzou knew it couldn't be a good place. Not knowing what else to do, he gently grasped his captain's shoulder with his free hand.

"We don't know what really happened here, Senpai. Until we do, lets leave the dark thoughts behind. If he did betray you, well...fuck him. You have other friends who would never leave you."

Tenzou had barely known Kakashi for a week, yet he was confident in his words. Gai, Genma and Kakashi were so tight Tenzou was actually a little jealous. He'd never had friends like that, and could only hope he would eventually fit in in the same way.

The light returned to his captain's eyes, and with more softness than Tenzou thought Kakashi was capable of, he gazed into his kouhai's face.

"Of course, you're right. I'm just glad no one was hurt. Thank you, Tenzou."

Before he could respond, Tenzou turned completely red as he felt Kakashi press their bodies together and grab his waist.

"W-w-whu..."

His hips were jerked forward, then pushed back. He glanced down, his face burning, and noticed his towel had been secured tightly around his waist. His head flew back up, and to his dismay, Kakashi was grinning at him again.

"Just thought I'd help out a friend. I find its most effective when the towel is actually TIED."

With that, Kakashi breezed past him and began to converse with some of the new ANBU arrivals.

Tenzou turned back around, closed his eyes, and silently prayed.

Please no.

No.

No boner please.

Please.

No.

FUCK!

ooooooooooooooooo

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