Ok! This one feels kinda rushed so I might be taken down an tweaked!
Chapter 39: Lime
After the fit of laughter and the giggles that followed Kagome went in search of something the man could wear. Surely she had an extra large something he would fit into. Shuffling through a bag she had bought as gifts, pulling out a pair of pants the color of forest green it almost resembling the old school uniform color she wore. Plucking out the white shirt that went with it the girl moved to the bathroom and slipped the dry clothing for the wet ones. Thankfully he was smart enough to put them right beside the door so she only had to crack it open.
Kakashi shrugged himself clean of dirt and muck, having only the choice of Kagomes soaps and shampoos. At least they were not like the ones Sakura used, that girl smelt worse than the flower shop. No, Kagomes smelt like fresh cut grass and summer air all mixed into one. Scrubbing his scalp clean of shampoo he let the water run over his body. Right hand braced itself on the tiled wall, head bent down and eyes closed in thought. Without prompting images flashed before him. Kagome standing in the same spot washing her own body. That lushes raven hair sticking to the slightly tanned skin. He groaned softly before opening up his eyes, he had felt himself stir in need a desire too strong. Quickly he turned the warm water to cold and shook those heated images from his mind. Once he was back to normal or as close as he could get it the male exited the shower and grabbed a fluffy white towel to dry off with. His eyes scanning the small space for the wet and smiled clothing but only finding clean ones in their place. He sighed and shook his head a small smile twisting up his mouth.
The door to the bathroom opened and out rolled the steam. He took note of the strange woman bustling around the kitchen a plate of hot food sitting at his normal spot. "Gome" he called out using the nick name to fully catch her attention. Head lifted up in his direction and froze at what she saw. Hair damp and falling down from its normal style, his face free from mask and headband so her own eyes could take in the scar that ran down over his left eye. The mangekyo sharingan staring at her yet she felt as though it was reaching deeper inside of her more into her actual soul. The white shirt clung to his chest and stomach, the dampness the towel didn't dry soaked up by the shirt making it see through. The definition of his abs and pecks clearly shown even with out the shirt being wet the tight quality gave the impression. While the pants were snug around his hips but flowed loosely around the thighs and legs. But as those eyes took him in once again there was something she had missed. A necklace full of black and silver beads hung around his neck a few fangs breaking up the cycle of beads. It was the same necklace she had given him in the past. The subjection beads that mirrored Zabuza's own. He still wore them!
"Sit and eat while your clothing is being washed"
Parting herself on the back for making a complete sentence without stumbling like a moron. Turning back towards the sink to start back on the dishes that had stacked up. Hands reaching for a plate when his body pressed into the the line of her back. Hands coming down on either side, trapping her against the sink and himself. His head dipping down till his exposed lips touched the lobe of her ear.