Three months later, Kakashi and others of similar ranking were called before the elders for a meeting. No one seemed to know what it was about as they attempted to gather information from one another without avail.
Suddenly, a loud bang. "Silence! This meeting will come to order," the eldest announced.
Then, the attendance was taken and they were lined up in two long parallel lines, perpendicular to the leader of the assembly.
"Good. Now, we have a serious matter to work out today but it is my sincerest hope that our deliberations be brief. Many of you are unaware that a young woman has come to our village seeking our guidance concerning her unusual skill set, the details of which can be found on the scrolls you were given upon entering. You may open and read them now," he stopped and gave them a few minutes to read and take in the information.
As soon as Kakashi read the first line, he knew who they were deliberating on. He wasn't exactly sure how he felt about that but there wasn't anything he could do about it so he just breathed a slight sigh as he let his feelings go. Before she came to their village, he had heard of her, little bits and pieces here and there. There was a girl who, upon entering puberty, her chakra was suddenly unlocked. This, in itself, wasn't unusual. There were many who might be considered late bloomers, whose skills emerged after childhood, triggered by maturation or other influences.
However, the nature through which her chakra manifested themselves was unusual. It was almost entirely sexual and as if that weren't bad enough, she had the worst luck finding someone who was willing to help her that either didn't have ulterior motives or simply became overwhelmed by her regardless of how good their intentions were. He didn't put much stock in these stories, just took them as things young men told each other for entertainment but there she was, a documented phenomenon, not to mention having met her only a few months prior.
The list provided them wasn't terribly detailed, no doubt for the sake of her privacy, but it did confirm his suspicions from that short cup of tea they shared when she first arrived. She was almost like a catalyst or maybe more appropriately, an amplifier for certain emotions in those around her. Those emotions, of course, being of the sort associated with attraction, almost entirely physical attraction but that really depended on the person. It seemed that once she had attracted someone's attention, it was extremely, if not excruciatingly, difficult to un-attract them.
To add insult to injury, once that spark was lit, her energy fostered it and those feelings were propagated in her. All it took was a single moment of even just idle attraction to start the process, but once the effected individual wasn't around her for long enough, the side-effects (like difficulty concentrating, easily distracted, forwardness, etc.) seemed to completely fade.
At least, that's how it was. According to what the elder said next, she had managed to learn to control these skills a great deal better since her arrival. Because she was showing so much promise, they wanted to release her into the custody of one of those present to continue her training. The selection process was to be volunteer based and teachers were urged to consider the effect she might have on their students when deciding whether or not to volunteer.
Upon seeing there were only three volunteers, none of which he thought would be a better candidate than himself, Kakashi stepped forward.
"You sure about that, Kakashi?" Guy chided quietly from his place in line a few feet away.
The silver-haired man didn't answer but mostly because the elder was speaking again. "Good, now, those of you who did not volunteer, step back. Give your comrades some space." He didn't stop motioning till they were circled around the walls of the room. Then, he made another motion, this time behind him, and another elder led a young woman out toward those that remained near the center of the room.
She held his arm because she was blindfolded and left to stand in the middle of the square the four volunteers created, giving them the opportunity to get a good look at her. She was short, just rough five feet tall, with fair skin and long dark hair that reached down the back of her legs. In addition, she had generous curves that were poorly hidden in the loose robe.
"Go ahead, my dear, whenever you're ready," the leader urged.
A moment later an intense energy swept through the room, starting at her and radiating outward. Naturally, it hit the four closest to her the hardest but that didn't mean the others present didn't feel it to varying degrees. After that first rush, one of those standing closest to her fell to their knees, which wasn't terribly remarkable because a number of others standing farther away did the same.
With another, stronger rush, a second volunteer faltered and was taken away, leaving Kakashi with the only female that stepped forward.
Then, the tactic changed, she turned slightly and pointed a finger at each of them, much to the relief of everyone else in the room. This time, the feeling he experienced wasn't a sudden rush or really a burst of any kind. Instead, he felt drawn toward her. Before long, he realized that if he didn't keep his concentration, his feet were going to start moving without his permission, an idea that both unnerved and excited him.
Also unnerving, was how difficult it became to take his eyes, or eye rather, away from her to check out his competition. She seemed to be faring about as well as he until he realized that the fact that he wasn't looking at her and trying to concentrate on something else, was working to his advantage.
So, as difficult as it was, Kakashi made himself think about all the dumb little things that he needed to get done that day after the meeting. The list had gotten fairly long but it only took until the sixth item before he could take a step back.
Calixta flinched at his defiance and, after taking a moment to ensure her hold on the woman, she actually turned toward the silver-haired man. It was strange. Even though he knew she couldn't see through the blindfold, thanks to the blinding script painted on it, it felt like she was looking at him. In that moment, he forgot about his list so she turned the hand pointing at him palm up and made a come-hither motion that started slowly as he felt her assert herself again and then quickened as he was jerked back the toward her a step.
The collective gasp of the room made him remember himself and she was forced to go back to maintaining her influence over the pair. The idea of taking on two people like this was something that the elders had only recently began to propose to her and this was the first time she'd really tried to exercise her power over more than one person who was supposed to put up a fight about it.
So, she decided to up the ante a little and let herself focus on what energy she could get from them. Simply exerting the energy to hold them like that nearly drained her if she didn't compensate by drawing on another source, preferably the one she was pouring into. It felt good to be replenished and she let her head roll back and side to side as she tried not to smile too wide or lick her lips.
As the goodness she felt was pushed onto the two still standing near her, they each made a sound that they hoped the rest of the room didn't hear. Kakashi gave a heated gasp while the woman let slip the slightest of sighs. Each wanted to look about the room to see if there were any discernable reactions to such sounds but found it even more difficult to tear their eyes away from her.
Then, out of nowhere, the elder appeared behind her and used his great cane to bop her on the head. She made a strangely amusing, disoriented face as her hands feel to her sides. She paused for a moment to gather her bearings before suddenly turning around.
"What the hell?" she demanded.
"You were getting carried away," he told her, removing her blindfold.
She rolled her eyes but didn't argue.
"Go back to your seat," he shooed her but was only steps behind her to get back to his own chair. "Okay. I think you've all seen enough here. Now, we need to decide which of these two, apparently worthy, candidates gets custody of Calixta." He paused for a moment because the girl seated behind him spoke.
".Shi." she said simply, only loud enough for him to hear, and then resumed her silence.
"Before we hear from anybody else, I'd like each of you to speak for a moment," the elder motioned to the woman and then to Kakashi. "Tell us why you are more capable."
"Sir, with all due respect to Kakashi, I believe that simply being female makes me more qualified for this mission." The general scoff about the room made her continue. "This girl's powers are very visually based even though that wasn't the case here. The fact that she can tell just by looking whether or not he's aroused is a great disadvantage."
The elder wasn't going to say that it didn't take that kind of visual assessment for the young woman to make that call.
"Oh, I don't think so," Kakashi butted in, "Regardless, the fact of the matter is, I am less effected by this young woman's abilities. I was even before she had all this training."
"You know her?" the woman snapped incredulously.
Kakashi took a moment to explain the situation and make reference to the part of his report about his suspicion that her mission request might have been tampered with. The elder knew all these things already but let the younger man explain for the sake of the others who cared.
"Oh," the woman paused before all but conceding.
With that, it was decided. The meeting was adjourned, leaving Kakashi with the elder and Calixta so they could finish working out the arrangements. Admittedly, he got a little more than he bargained for.
He was to stay in his home with him and he wasn't given time to make the space for her. She was to go with him when he left from there.
"That was quite a show," he told her as they left, pulling the cart full of her things.
"Yeah, sorry about that," she blushed and looked away from him. "It wasn't my idea."
"I got that impression right up until you decided to show off," he told her evenly.
She shot a look at him out of the corner of her eye. He still wasn't looking at her. "I know…" she trailed of. "But…it's been a long time since I've had a feeling like that."
"Like what?" he questioned.
"I'll only answer you that because you're in charge of me, or whatever, now. I felt…empowered," she admitted.
He gave a slight nod which she hoped was in approval.
"What do you think of me?" she asked suddenly.
"I haven't decided yet," he replied.
She was obviously disappointed but didn't say anything because they were approaching his home.
"Since no one warned me I'd be taking someone in, I don't have anything ready for you. So, here's what we're going to do. You're going to clean up my kitchen and do a couple other little things for me while I get your room ready," he informed.
She gave him a slightly odd look but agreed because she didn't want him to think she was difficult. They had just finished their lunch and gotten back to work when Kakashi's three students stopped by.
"Kakashi-sensai!" Naruto called from outside.
Calixta went to where the teacher was moving things around. "Your students have come looking for you," she informed.
With the meeting and then having her dumped on him, the promise he'd made to meet them for a hike slipped his mind. "Let'em in," he called back.
"It's you!" the three said when she opened the door. Naruto shouted while the other two said it more quietly.
"Yeah, hi again. Kakashi-sensai asked me to show you in," she motioned.
"What are you doing here?" Sakura asked what they were all thinking but managed to keep her tone polite enough not to get them into trouble.
"It's a long story. Here ya go," she motioned to the spare room he'd been working on.
"Sorry guys, there was this meeting this morning and then all this other stuff. I'm gunna have to take a raincheck on the hike for today, sorry!" he managed.
"What?" Naruto was obviously devastated. "But you promised!"
"I know but like I said, it'll have to be another time," he eased the young boy.
"Can we stay for dinner then?" he tried.
"You hate my cooking," Kakashi idly pointed out.
"No kidding, bleh! But hers," he pointed to Calixta, "Is amazing!"
Calixta blushed at his enthusiasm.
"I wasn't told," Kakashi mused. "Okay. That sounds fair, right?" he looked to the young woman and she nodded in agreement. "Just send one of them to the market if you need anything to make dinner," he told her.
She did need a few things to feed so many people and pulled Sasuke aside to fetch them for her.
"Why are you here?" he asked darkly when she gave him the list.
"I already told you why I came to your village. My motivations remain the same. Besides, weren't you the one who said that Kakashi-sensai would appreciate me?"
He grumbled and left.
The teacher had just sent the other two students out to start carrying her things in and turned to her. "Why'd you pick Sasuke to get the groceries?"
She disliked being questioned at every turn but she figured that before too long, he would get a better feel for her and stop asking so many pointed questions. "Because he's the one I would have picked even if that stuff before didn't happen. He'll get what we need, and won't take all day. Would you rather I have sent one of the others?"
"No, that's fine."
"Are you still worried about him?" she countered.
He didn't answer that. "They're almost done moving your stuff in," he said as he walked away. "Is there anything else you need?"
"Not that I can think of," she replied and went back to her task.
"Good. I have some reading I need to do. Call me when dinner's ready," he told her.
"I'm sure you do," she gave a dry little laugh. If there was one thing they did during the three months she spent with the elders and others of similar ranking, it was make records of her. They often offered to let her read what they wrote about her but almost as often she either simply skimmed them or just refused. After all, she was there and they told her what they discovered as they went along as they felt it was relevant to her development anyway.
When things were nearly ready, she carefully rapped on his doorframe.
"What is it?" he called distractedly from inside.
"The table's set and dinner's nearly finished," she told him.
"Thank you. I'll be out in a minute."
When she returned to the kitchen and looked into the dining area at the table. "That looks great! You guys did a wonderful job," she complimented when she saw that they set the table.
"It'd look even better if there were food on it," Naruto jokingly complained.
"I was just thinking the same thing," she winked over her shoulder at him and started putting their meal into larger serving dishes for them to take to the table.
The last dish was just set down when Kakashi emerged. "It smells wonderful," he told her.
"No kidding!" Naruto added enthusiastically.
"She even makes enough to feed Sasuke, Naruto, and everyone else," Sakura joked.
"So, where'd you go all this time anyway?" Naruto asked between bites, "We brought you here and then you disappeared!"
"I went into training," she replied simply.
"For what?" he eyed her with the playful suspicion of someone sizing up a potential opponent.
She shot a careful look at Kakashi. She had been scolded more than once for offering too much information to those considered too young for such things.
Unfortunately, he wasn't looking at her. Rather, he was taking stock of his students.
"What're you lookin' at him for?" the blonde questioned incredulously.
When his most rambunctious student pointed at him with his chopsticks, Kakashi reentered the conversation. "It's rude to point like that, Naruto-kun. Let's talk about something else." He redirected them. Actually, he had expected her to at least try to answer his question and felt he was coming to her rescue rather than his.
When they were finished, the three student ninja started to gather up the dishes to wash but Kakashi stopped them. "That's alright. You've done enough work here for one day. Go have fun or study or something," he motioned toward the door and they were gone in a matter of seconds. "I'll help you with the dishes," he told Calixta.
"Why did you look at me like that when Naruto asked about your training?" he asked curiously as they began.
"Because I've been told that I still have difficulty communicating my abilities to…individuals at his stage. I wanted to give you the opportunity to say something before I did, especially since they're you're students."
"He's the only one who doesn't know," Kakashi pointed out.
"Good for him," she gave a sad little smile.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he pressed.
"I don't want to push him. He'll get there before too long. What right do I have to-?" she stopped herself, feeling that enough had been said.
He gave her an odd look out of the corner of his eye. "To what?" he wanted to exercise his power over her to see how she'd react.
"To…I dunno…whatever you'd call it. To corrupt him?" she incredulously guessed.
"But corrupting the other two was okay?" he feigned accusation.
She heard the oddness in his tone and actually turned to look at him. "I didn't. They were already aware before they met me, even if only a little."
"What makes you so sure?" he continued to badger her.
"Even when I first met them I could tell. Sasuke was the only who showed any kind of physical reaction, however small," she covered offhandedly. "And Sakura just wanted to talk with me. Besides, didn't you read the part about how I can kinda see these kinds of things…or at least I used to. Now it usually takes some effort," she almost complained.
"The way they described it made it very difficult to fathom. Could you explain it to me?" More than anything he wanted to hear it in her own words.
"It's like a color, an aura…certain colors mean certain things."
"What kinds of things," he pressed, trying not to sound at all eager to understand her.
"Maturity, mostly; well, sexual maturity is the easiest."
"What other kinds of maturity are there?"
"Physical, which by itself, I can't really sense, only when it's connected with the mental and emotional maturation. Everything else is a lot more subtle and I don't know if I have proper names for them yet. But if you want, I can tell you when I think of them," she offered.
"That would be good. Thank you. Anything else?"
"A person's attraction toward me makes their aura easier to see, like they get brighter, more intense."
"That makes sense. Tell me about the auras you see from my students," he told her with a musing tone, both to test her and to learn about them.
"Well, are you sure it's proper to speak about them like this?" she shifted uncomfortably.
"You let me decide what's proper," he urged.
"Well…to start with the easiest, there's Naruto. Not that he isn't a complex person. It would be best to describe him and others of his stage is green, though that hue is fading. Those who are mature give varying degrees of a red color, some closer to purple, others more orange. Your other two students are just starting to really turn red."
"What about me?"
"It doesn't take a genius to figure out that you're sexually mature. However, even that first day I met you I had difficulty seeing that part of you. Now I can't see it unless I really, really try, which I haven't bothered to do," she offhandedly reasoned.
"Why do you think that is?" he pressed.
"You're so distant," she quietly replied. She almost added, "So difficult to reach," but held it back.
Kakashi nodded in approval.
"Can I ask you something?"
"You can try," he shrugged.
"Why are you asking me questions you already know the answers to?"
"Because I want to hear the answers from you," he answered simply.
She wasn't sure what to think about that and let it go. She spent the rest of the evening in her room arranging things and humming to herself. Kakashi poked his head in occasionally to check on her but she didn't acknowledge him so he didn't interrupt.
Calixta finally laid down in bed at about midnight. She was exhausted after such a long day but her head was still buzzing with activity. There was so much to think about. The morning meeting and blindfolded exhibition of her power, for one. For another, she was once again with the cold, silver-haired man, who seemed even colder toward her now than before. It made her happy and sad at the same time. She was getting what she'd wanted for years now, successful assistance in controlling her strange chakra, but now the person she felt the closest to and the most connected to also somehow seemed the furthest away. Then, there was his students. He was making it very difficult for her to determine how much distance she was supposed to put between herself and them.
All in all, it took her over an hour of meditation before she could consider everything with enough detail to fall asleep. However, just as her head hit the pillow, she felt someone in the room with her. She sat back up and saw Kakashi sitting at her desk.
"Kakashi-sensai…is there something wrong?" she asked carefully as she peered through the darkness.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" he asked knowingly.
"Are you?" she countered evenly.
"Or are you looking for trouble?" he continued, leaning forward to give her a better look.
"It's just the first night. I was warned that whoever picked me up might not…be ready for me so soon. I've learned to be patient," she replied, an edge of irritation in her voice slipping through.
"So you're waiting for me. You're not even going to try," he said, not bothering to hide that he was annoyed.
"That's not true. If you hadn't made an advance after tomorrow morning, I would certainly have reminded you of your obligation," she informed flatly.
Kakashi's brow furrowed but between the crest covering nearly a third of his face and the darkness, it went unnoticed. "I knew it was you before I volunteered. I had a pretty good idea what I was getting myself into."
She gave a distant little smile. "I didn't realize it was you until you pulled away from me like you did," she replied.
"I had a feeling that was the case. So that blindfold wasn't just for show," he remarked offhandedly.
"No…" she trailed off, remembering the events of that morning once more. "That's probably when I should have stopped," she added.
"What makes you say that?"
"That was all they really needed to see," she told him simply. "I just got a little carried away. I'm sorry," she looked down at her lap where her hands fiddled with the sheets still in her lap.
"Don't apologize. In fact, first rule. You are not allowed to apologize to me or anyone else unless I say so, got it?" he informed.
"Um, yeah, okay…" she managed.
"Good. You apologize out of a force of habit and it really takes a lot of the meaning out of the gesture," he told her. "Now, I've read the restrictions they gave you for leaving the inner compound but I don't want to be your babysitter. If I'm here. Come get me when you're ready. If I'm not and you don't want to wait for me, go find someone."
"I hope you're not going anywhere for a while…" she mused. "'Cause you and your students are the only ones I've met here on the outside," she half-joked.
He laughed a little. "I'll see what I can do."
"Unless you have a list of referrals," she chided.
"Not presently," though it wasn't a bad idea.
"So…I'm allowed in your bedroom?" she playfully asked even though she was blushing too much to manage eye contact.
"Sure, but not so much when I'm not around. There's nothing you need in there anyway. And my study is off limits," he added authoritatively.
"Naturally," she nearly laughed. "But, does all this mean that you're not going to take the initiative, like…ever?" she tried to hide her impending disappointment.
"I didn't say that," he looked her up and down and then laughed a little when he saw how relieved she was.
"Good. Things might get boring quick if we eliminate half our options out of hand," she giggled.
The pragmatism of her outlook shouldn't have surprised him; the way her giggle resonated in him shouldn't have either. "Alright," he stood and gave her a slightly expecting look.
She appeared puzzled. "So, are you attracted to me even just a little bit?" she frowned.
Kakashi's reply wasn't verbal. He simply reached up and hooked his index finger in the cloth covering his face. As the dark fabric was pulled down, a little more of his fair skin was revealed to her and with that, his cheeky grin.
His smile made hers return and she nearly started fidgeting with the urge to touch his cheeks. The tall man's smile widened slightly when he saw how patient she was being with him.
"I'm sorry, you must be accustomed to this arrangement being easier after spending so much time with the same people," he added as he finished removing the scarf that was covering his face to drop it on the chair he'd been sitting in.
The sound of the fabric landing on the wooden chair made a shiver run up her spine. "I was looking forward to a change of pace," she replied quietly. "And…let's face it…they're not called the elders for nothing," she gave a weird little laugh. "If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?"
"You first," he motioned.
"I'm twenty but my birthday's in a few months," she replied.
"Twenty-six," he replied evenly and noted that she appeared slightly pleased by his answer. "Look, I don't really like a lot of rules so I'm just going to make this up as we go along." This was mostly because he wasn't really sure what sort of expectations they should set for each other. "So, for tonight," he finally closed the distance between them and guided her to lay back down on the mattress.
Then was his turn to be oddly pleased and this was because of her choice of nightwear, a loose t-shirt and a pair of panties, nothing else. It made his work just that much easier.
"Tonight, let's just see what happens," he proposed and when she bit her lip to nod in affirmation, he kissed her.
Calixta believed from the older man's grin that he was attracted to her, she just couldn't feel it until their lips pressed together for the first time. Then, he let go on the tight reign he'd put on his desire and was rewarded for his patience in doing so by the feeling of her already starting to writhe beneath him both from the weight of his body and that of his energy.
It made her grasp at him, absentmindedly digging her fingernails into his skin. Though, a few moments later, when she became more accustomed to that feeling, she eased up because she realized that he very well might have scratch marks on his arms even through his sleeves. She redirected her attention to touching his cheeks and neck. His skin was softer than she expected, she mused, before moving to lace her fingers in his messy hair.
He half expected her to remove the leaf-seal bandana that covered his left eye but she seemed intent to simply work around it or trace her fingertips over the edges.
"Do you mind?" she asked carefully with the tips of her first three fingers rested on the fold of fabric over his left cheekbone.
"Go ahead," he told her almost reluctantly. His reluctance wasn't caused as much by the idea of showing his Sharingan to her. If they were going to be living so closely, it was an inevitability. Rather, it was because he was disappointed. He thought that she would be mature enough not to let her curiosity get the better of her and just let it be.
She gave a little smile and kissed him again as her fingers quested beneath the make-shift eye patch. Once she felt his eyelashes on her fingertips fluttering at her sudden intrusion, she withdrew. "Hm," she gave him a thoughtful look.
Kakashi was more than a little surprised to find that all she wanted was to know if he had two eyes, a notion he found intriguing to say the least. However, he was also slightly unnerved. Even the slightest touch from her seemed to send electricity through his senses. He wondered if she wasn't going to get carried away again and this time, take him with her.
Regardless, he wanted to see her naked so, without any further hesitation, he pulled her shirt up over her head. She gave a sharp little gasp at the sudden exposure to the cool night air and even though she could only see one of his eyes, she saw a sparkle of lust. That sparkle motivated her to attempt to remove his clothes as well but she had much less success for two reasons.
First, his uniform was complicated even in the light. There were so many buckles and fastens and zippers that she couldn't even find where to begin. On top of that, his mouth was happily teasing her hard nipples in ways that made thinking almost impossible.
"Ooooh," she half-whined, half-moaned, "It's not fair."
"What's that?" he barely stopped lapping and suckling to ask.
"I'm almost naked and you've still got all your clothes on!" she fretted, fitfully pulling at his sleeves to no avail.
"How unfortunate that you haven't realized after so long living with ninja that we don't play fair. In fact, we prefer not to. Besides, I took my scarf off." He laughed and then took her moment of incredulous shock to make a clone of himself behind her. He wasn't going to have it do anything yet but when her furious hands reached for the crest covering his eye out of spite, he spoke to it. "Grab'er hands for me, would ya?"
"Who-?" was as far as she got before she was turned enough to see who he was talking to, then her eyes nearly bugged out of her head.
"Sure thing," the clone replied pleasantly, smiling down at the woman laying on the mattress as he gathered each of her wrists into each of his hands, finding that she was so much smaller than he that both her wrists could easily fit into one of his hands with room to spare.
She fought the man behind her but only so he wouldn't hold her so offensively. Once she could lace their fingers together, she was much more compliant to his grip. She also compensated by wrapping her legs around the one still kneeling between them.
Feeling her strong legs wrap around him brought the real Kakashi back to what he was doing. However, he didn't exactly pick up where he left off. Instead, he started to move lower, down her chest, down her taut stomach, to her navel.
Even just his breath on the little dent in her stomach made Calixta kick. "Ah-ha-ha-hey!"
He hadn't intended to linger there for long until he evoked such a sudden reaction. "Hm?" he made the inquisitive little sound as he leaned down the rest of the way to brush his lips along the outer rim of her belly button. This earned him an even better reaction. She burst out laughing and squirmed in their grasp at the tickling motions.
She tried to protest but her words failed her in favor of mindless laughter as his tongue snaked inside her navel and wiggled around. It made a moan break through the giggling enough to be heard.
"Looks like we got ourselves a live one," the clone holding hands with her commented.
"So it seems," Kakashi replied and resumed his downward motions. As soon as he was close enough, he flicked his tongue out to taste the wet spot in her panties. She jerked and moaned again, this time more deeply since she wasn't being forced into laughter as well, but it was still nothing compared to the one she made as he pushed her knees together between them to slip her panties down her legs.
He found her scent almost intoxicating and wasted no time in hitching her knees over his shoulders so he could more easily taste her. The first time the tip of his tongue flicked her clit, there was nearly a flood in his mouth and he ended up making some very sloppy sounds trying to catch it all. "My goodness," he gasped as he captured the last few drops for the time being.
She didn't hear him. She was all but gone as her heals dug into his back, her hands squeezed those laced with her, and her body arched. She wanted to touch him so badly but there were so many things stopping her, not the least of which was how much pleasure he was giving her. Though, also contributing to her hesitation toward action was also the idea of just letting him do as he pleased and the notion of saving something so simple for later. It made her wonder how far he intended to go that first night.
She bucked a little to test his grip on her hips, to see if he would hold her more tightly. It worked and caused the beginning of her next orgasm. What followed was a series of wild little squeals mixed with moans so heated he felt himself reacting physically to them.
She could feel this but had let enough of herself go that there wasn't much she could do with it. Her idle control was such that she didn't respond to just anyone who reacted to her anymore and she was too distracted by what he was doing to her to harness her power. This left her largely powerless unless she wanted to really exert herself and it was amazing.
Her head tossed fitfully back and forth in the lap of the clone, "Oooh…'Kashi!" she moaned when she came the third time.
He liked that enough to actually stick his tongue inside, making it happen again and making him realize that hearing her say his name like that had a similar effect to what he felt when he was allowing her to touch his bare skin. However, she was making so many other lovely sounds that had different potential effects that he wouldn't think of silencing her.
He kept up on her like that for nearly half an hour before her body started to slacken and her vocal appreciations became weak. As he set her down on her back, he awed at her and didn't bother to try to hide it because she was so dazed that she couldn't have noticed. Then, before dismissing the clone, cradled the back of her neck with his hand so her head wouldn't fall so suddenly to her mattress. He found her pillow and slid it beneath her head. "Good night," he kissed her on the forehead and started to move away.
"No…" she weakly said but the strength of her grip on his sleeve said otherwise.
"Shhh…" he soothed, coaxing her hand off his arm.
"But-" she tried at argue because some of her sense was returning.
"Not tonight," he replied simply and evenly as he retrieved his scarf from the chair a few feet from the bed. "Get some sleep," he added before exiting.
She wasn't in the mind to disagree with him at this point so she simply nodded, figuring that agreeing with him was probably best anyway, and let her eyes slide shut. It wasn't until a couple of hours later that enough of the heat had dissipated from her to feel enough chill to cover herself.
She awoke when the sun rose the following morning and, after putting on a pair of pajamas, quietly exited her room to find out if she was the only one up. She was, as at least as far as she could tell by peeking into the bathroom, the kitchen, and down the hall. She wasn't even going to venture near his bedroom or study. If he was in either, he wouldn't want to be disturbed which would happen if she tried to sneak any further that direction.
Sensing that for the time being she was alone, she decided to take a shower. The warm water felt good and she started to hum to herself. Because of this, she did not hear him enter a few minutes later until she heard him peeing in the toilet. It startled her so much that she nearly fell over.
"Aw, don't stop. I like that song," he teased.
"You didn't even knock," she pointed out shakily.
"Yeah, it's my bathroom," he pointed out but his tone remained relaxed.
It took almost all her self control not to peek around the curtain at him until she was sure he was finished with his personal business but even then she was surprised. He was completely naked but since he wasn't facing her, she wasn't afforded a peek at some of the more interesting details.
"I'm surprised at you," he said chidingly as he turned just a little to see her but not enough to reveal the left side of his face.
Her eyes grew wide and she ducked back behind the curtain.
"I would have peeked when I got to see everything," he shrugged and exited, closing the door behind him.
She finished showering in a hurry and scurried to her room to dress for the day. When she emerged, he was dressed and getting some things around in his bag.
"Would you like me to make breakfast?" she asked when she emerged.
He smirked beneath his scarf. He wasn't sure what he liked better, that he could surprise her so easily or that she got over it so quickly. "Are you hungry?"
She shrugged. "If you have to leave right away, I can make something you could take with you," she offered.
"I don't have to be anywhere for a couple hours so do whatever you think sounds good," he shrugged.
She gave a confident nod and started to work. Once his bag was packed, he sat down in the kitchen to talk to her.
"Ya know, you don't have to cook for me. You're not like some kind of servant or anything," he told her.
She laughed. "I know. And if that were the case, I would probably loathe it. But, as it is, I enjoy it. It gives me something productive to do, a way to contribute, and I love making things," she admitted childishly.
"Never mind then," he shrugged and sat back. "Just don't make me fat," he teased.
She laughed with him and felt much more at ease. "Sometimes…it was the only way I could be part of things. I know it's not like that here but I still get that…that feeling of connectedness from it. Oh, I don't know. Don't listen to me. I sound silly," she blushed and turned her attention back to the task at hand.
"Not at all. In fact, I was going to ask if you wouldn't mind making a meal like the one from last night about every week or so for myself and my students. They really seemed to appreciate it," he proposed.
She gave a shy little grin over her shoulder for a brief second. "That would be most agreeable," she understated.
He gave her an odd look at that reply but it went unappreciated because she wasn't looking at him anymore. "What are you making?" he gave her an odd look when she started mixing spices with a bowl of eggs.
She gave him a looked that asked if he was serious. When it was apparent that he was, she answered. "French toast."
He perked up a little at that.
"So, have you thought about those 'rules' you mentioned, the ones you were going to make up as you went along?" she asked offhandedly.
"A bit, why?"
"I have a suggestion," she informed.
He was obviously not surprised by that, "What is it?"
"Knock before you come in the bathroom when you know I'm in there," she requested.
"I thought we went over this last night. If you make rules for me I'm just going to break them unless you have a way to stop me," he pointed out haughtily.
She blushed at the memory. "Would you mind setting the table? This is almost done," she distractedly requested. "Ah, yes, the ninja mentality. The elders here didn't seem to stress it while I was with them," she mused.
"Well, you'd better get used to it. After all, you agreed to work as a ninja to get where you are."
"I know." She almost apologized but stopped herself just in time. "It's just that after all I've accomplished, it feels wrong, ya know?"
"I'm afraid I don't," he sat down when the table was set.
"Before I came here, it felt like I was constantly taking advantage of people, often without even realizing it. I didn't like that feeling so I sought to stop it or at least manage it. Now I have and now to pay for that I have to use it to take advantage of people. I suppose I should just be glad that it's for a purpose this time."
"They never said it had to be your specialized abilities you used to work off your debt," he commented between bites.
"Yeah, but I'm otherwise worthless. The children of your village are more competent than me," she laughed incredulously at the notion.
He didn't reply to that, simply added it to the list of things he had to consider. When he was finished, he spoke again, "That was fantastic, thank you," he sincerely told her.
She blushed a little at just how sincere he sounded but took it in stride. "No problem. It was easy."
He was gone a short while later, leaving her to her own devices.
As the three students left that evening, bellies full, they all felt a lot more comfortable with Calixta. Well, for the most part. They each still had their own reservations about the older girl for various reasons.
"What'd ya think about her not answerin' my question like that and Kakashi-sensai backin' her up like that?" he wondered to his squad-mates. "I mean, what kind of skills can she have that she doesn't even wanna say one little thing about'em?"
Sakura and Sasuke exchanged anxious looks.
"What?" Naruto, who for once was paying attention, asked when he saw the exchange.
"What do you mean?" Sakura tried to cover.
"You know what her deal is, don't you?" he accused.
"You couldn't tell, even a little, when we were bringing her here?" Sasuke accused back.
"She was weird but that was it…right?" he questioned as he thought back through that mission for signs he might have missed but found nothing substantial enough to base anything off of.
The dark-haired teen gave a sigh of exasperation and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're unbelievable, you know that right? I mean, even Sakura noticed and she's not even into girls," Sasuke laughed.
"Sasuke!" Sakura gasped in astonishment at his words.
"What?" Naruto demanded.
"Or perhaps," Sasuke chuckled crudely, "Perhaps you don't like girls."
"I like girls just fine," Naruto defended. "What does that have to do with Calixta?" he asked even though the slightest dawning of understanding was peaking in the back of his mind.
"She's a succubus," Sasuke scoffed.
"She is not," Sakura barely refrained from slapping him this time.
"She's a what?" Naruto laughed. "There's no way! Those things are all scary and evil."
Sakura breathed a sigh of relief. "Her abilities are very…personal," she tried. "They're hard to just talk about."
The blonde liked that answer better. "So you do know," he accused again.
"For god's sake, Naruto, of course we know. You're the one who hasn't realized it," Sasuke shook his head. He wanted to just leave but he was worried that Sakura might let slip the encounter between himself and the strange young woman.
"Then tell me!" he childishly complained.
The other two exchanged meaningful looks again.
"You figure it out," Sasuke told him flatly before walking off.
So that she wouldn't get stuck there with Naruto alone, Sakura said good night and left as well.