Kina sniffed loudly. "Wow, are you training witches in there now? I only know such a background scent from Dad's studio."

"I was bathing, in case you can't guess," Kakashi groaned, rubbing his soaking wet hair. "What do you want here but to criticize my new avocation?"

She lifted a plastic bag and let her flat hand snap to her forehead in a military salute. "I'm bringing medicine and provisions to the front, sir!"

"What?" Kakahi laughed involuntarily. Actually, he was grim, but when Kina was fooling around like that, he couldn't help it.

"Dad packed you some sweets. Heparin sodium, latex gloves, ibuprofen, the strong ones, ya know?, plasters, an arm strap.. Everything your battered heart desires. And well, I cheated other painkillers on top of it, more herbal-based." She winked meaningfully.

Kakashi immediately thought of the clause in his contract with Madara that said he wasn't allowed to take drugs. On the other hand, ibuprofen could also be considered a bit of a drug, and he HAD to take it, his doctor had officially prescribed it. And an aspiring doctor recommended other stuff. And anyway, that fucking Madara could sod himself, he wouldn't notice it anyway. By tomorrow morning, his body had long since broken down the grass. "Come in," he said with a suppressed sigh and let Kina straddle past him into his room. In the bathroom, he pulled the bung out of the tub, got his Walkman and plugged in the thick jack cable of the system in his room so that the tape with the melancholic music could be heard over the speakers, More Than Words was just starting.

Kina gave him a critical eyebrow. "You're not in such a good mood, huh?"

"No, my mood isn't the best, but what gave me away?" Kakashi replied a little disgruntled and looked down at himself demonstratively. The bedside lamp perfectly illuminated the bruises on his upper body.

Kina's eyes swept over his blotchy belly. "Come here. Dad said, if I go over anyway, I should lubricate your wounds again, when the hematomas are still fresh and all."

"I can do it on my own," Kakashi fended off. He didn't like to be touched by Kina in this way – not after the hints she had made yesterday. And not after being fucked by a man today. He needed some physical distance from people.

Now both of her brows rose. "On the back? Wanna see that, Mister Fantastic." She tapped the mattress next to her. "Come on, it's no different than putting sunscreen on you, isn't it?"

She was right. Kakashi sighed resignedly and sat down next to Kina, who put on one of the gloves and slammed the latex loudly on her wrist. "Sir, please lean forward and cough twice," she said in a disguised voice.

Kina meant it as a joke, Kakashi was aware of that, but a shiver overwhelmed him at these words. The image that inevitably formed in his head gave him goosebumps and his body trembled briefly.

Kina had obviously not missed this. "Hey, all good?" she asked gently.

"Mh," Kakashi nodded and threw a fake grin over his shoulder. "I'm just starting to get cold. So hurry up so I can finally put something on."

Although her forehead wrinkled, which was a clear sign that she didn't believe him, she left it at that for once and dabbed the bruises on Kakashi's spine and shoulder with the heparin ointment. "So," she said finally. "Now the front."

"I can do it myself.." Kakashi wanted to look for excuses, but Kina denied with her shiny latex finger. "I've already got it on anyway. Why the circumstances?"

There was simply no discussion with her. Kakashi had the feeling that one day she would become just as energetic and thorough a doctor as Dai. He rolled his eyes before closing them, and Kina treated his face. Nevertheless, he heard her dissatisfied grumbling.

Kakashi peeked through his eyelid. "What?"

Kina's amethysts flickered up briefly, she stroked his cheek incessantly. "Who was that? Dad said you said they were junkies, but he doesn't believe you."

"Smart man."

"Then – who was it?"

Kakashi's jaw grinded slightly. "Can't you imagine?"

The rubbing stopped. "Hm.." Kina said. "Does it have anything to do with these accusations?"

"Smart girl," Kakashi smiled.

"Then that was this Obito guy..?" Kina asked horrified. "Man, I wouldn't have thought he could do something like that. He seemed far too weak."

"He and the others," Kakashi corrected. "If it had only been Obito, I wouldn't look like that now, but I can't defend myself very well against three."

"Oh shit eh.." Kina breathed, but otherwise remained silent, probably had to let this information sink in. "Can you lean back a bit so that I can get to your belly better?" she finally asked. Somewhat reluctantly, Kakashi leaned back on his hands and watched as Kina dabbed a small smiley over his belly button with the ointment, which bounced briefly at his amused snorting. Kina threw him a happy grin from below before she began to circle her finger over his skin with gentle pressure.

He watched her hand for half a minute, then closed his eyes and tilted his head back. That felt unexpectedly good. Not that Dai was rude to him or anything, but the tenderness of a girl was just another matter. He felt Kina spreading the ointment everywhere, her long hair tickling his side as she leaned forward with concentration, her breath cooling his damp skin in the places where the ointment had not yet been absorbed. Her fingertips massaged his injured flesh, took away a little of the pain, relaxed his muscles.

Something in him stirred. His erectile tissue just reminded him in agony that he had a slight bruise on his penis. Kakashi's eyes widened and pushed himself up to grab Kina's wrist, which was dangerously close to the towel. She let out a surprised "Huh?" and blinked at him. "Sorry, was I too harsh?"

"No.." Kakashi replied a little ashamed. "I just think you're done, right?" Trying to inconspicuously, he pulled the uninjured leg onto the bed and lifted it slightly so that any bump was not directly visible. "I'll do the rest."

"What's missing?" She narrowed her eyes, scanned his body and found his damaged knee. "Ah, I see."

"No, Kina, I'll do the rest," Kakashi said emphatically and looked at her seriously. If she lay across him now, it would be all over.

She looked as if she would love to give him a defiant counter. But she pulled her usual snout, wrinkled her nose and held out the open tube to Kakashi. "I just wanted to help.." she grumbled with a really cute pout.

Kakashi smiled and tousled her hair, provoking the hoped-for reaction: indignant hissing. "Nice of you, titch, but I want to take at least a little bit of the burden off you." Rather, he didn't want his currently still medium-sized problem to become a very big problem, which would certainly happen at some point due to her touching. He put on a glove himself and smeared his knee.

Meanwhile, Kina dug a rather thick joint out of the plastic bag and lit it. Because Kakashi didn't have a clean hand free, she held out the mouthpiece to him, he dragged and thanked her politely. The effect was almost immediate, which made Kakashi sigh in a relaxed way.

"Mhh, the stuff kicks hard with the music.." Kina said choked and formed a few smoke rings. Then she grimaced and began to sing. "I don't know.. if I can face it aga-hain.. Can't stop no~ow, I've traveled so fa-har to change. This. Lone~ly liiii~fe." She filled her lungs and roared hoarsely, "I want to know what love iiiis~" She dragged. "I want you to show meeeeee." She swung the joint through the air. "I want to feel what love iiiiis~" She put her hand on Kakashi's maltreated shoulder, squeezed lightly with each word. "I know you can show meee~"

Kakashi sucked in a sharp breath, only slightly lost his grin.

"Oh fuck, I'm sorry," Kina apologized immediately and gently stroked his shoulder before taking another puff.

"It's okay, but leave some to me," Kakashi demanded playfully and leaned forward expectantly. Kina let him drag. He blew out the smoke again in small bursts, each brushing against Kina's already pretty glowing face. One might think she couldn't take anything, but Kakashi and the Maito twins had their source – Jiraiya, a history teacher at their old secondary school, had been supplying them and everyone else in Hulme with first-class weed for years, as a student or ex-student you got a friendship prize, good man.

Gradually, Kakashi had fiddled with his knee long enough, the ointment had long since been absorbed, he had to address the topic. "Kina, look away."

"Why?" she asked, fully occupied with her next puff.

Kakashi bared his teeth. "Because you're not supposed to look."

Of course, she immediately stared at his crotch, which was half hidden behind his thigh, and turned red as a beet. "Ouha," she replied in a tone Kakashi couldn't interpret, and let herself fall backwards into his pillow, from where she couldn't keep a close eye on him anymore. In addition, Kakashi turned his back on her, so he could loosen his towel and devote himself to his genitals. His erection could only be guessed at with a lot of imagination, lucky. He applied the ointment to his penis and testicles, which had actually not suffered as much as his abdomen, face, shoulder, forearms or knee. Only very slightly a shadow was visible on his shaft, on his scrotum he didn't see anything at all due to the darker coloration and the weak light, but still smeared a thin layer on it to be on the safe side.

When he was done, he twisted the lid onto the tube, took off his glove and looked over his shoulder at Kina, who was lying there with one arm under her head, examining the ceiling, casually dragging on the joint and absently swinging her legs sideways, causing her worn-out sweatpants to scrape between her knees. "And you say I don't share with you," he grumbled ironically and took the joint from her fingers.

Kina was about to sit up, but Kakashi gave her a friendly pat on the shin. "I said you shouldn't look, titch." Kakashi sneered at her strawberry cheeks and bobbed his eyebrows. Kina slapped her hands on her face and moaned lilting. "Maan, finally put clothes on or do something." The swinging of her legs stopped.

Kakashi was also taken aback. "Do what?"

Still pressing her hands on her clearly boiling face and her legs now knotted like a pretzel, Kina rolled onto her side. "Nothing.."

Thoughtfully, Kakashi dragged on the now rather puny joint. Was he much more stoned than expected or had he just understood Kina correctly? And did he interpret her words just right..? He dragged one last time, squeezed out the stub on the bed frame and threw it somewhere into the room. With a wildly beating heart and the gnawing doubt in his stomach whether he was doing completely wrong, he lay down next to Kina, leaned on the arm of his intact shoulder, kept enough distance from her body and asked quietly, "Kina..? What do you want me to do?"

She shuddered visibly, pulled her legs up further so that her heels pressed against her buttocks. Kakashi's foggy brain tried to classify her reactions correctly. "What shall I do, Kina?" he murmured, moving slightly closer to her.

Kina gasped and although Kakashi hadn't moved any further, her butt touched his penis very gently. He looked down at this gossamer connection between them for a long time, and even his brain understood. He pushed his pelvis forward, intensified the contact. Another shudder and gasp on her part, and she curled up further.

For Kakashi, it was strange to see Kina so intimidated. Normally she was so loud and self-confident, as if this was a completely different person. And somehow, he found that worrying. "Kina..?" he asked. "Please talk to me." He didn't want to spoil the mood, although until a few minutes ago there hadn't even been such a mood that could have been spoiled, but he had to be sure that what was happening here, what he thought, what he would like to do, corresponded to what she wanted. For her sake and.. for his own sake.

"I.." Kina began, whimpered softly, then suddenly she turned around and had certainly wanted to look Kakashi in the face, but could only hold his gaze for a moment and now stared at his collarbone. She took a deep breath. "I want you to touch me."

Kakashi's heart skipped a beat. So he had understood it correctly! "Where would you like to be touched by me?" His voice got the Sukea purr.

Kina gasped softly. "Everywhere.."

Carefully, Kakashi put his free hand on her hip. "Here?"

She nodded briefly, her body moving restlessly.

Kakashi moved even closer, so that his swelling cock bumped against her knees. His hand slid a little high under her T-shirt, timidly stroking her skin, which was covered with goosebumps. "Here..?"

"Yes.." Kina whispered. She looked him in the face. Her eyes glowed slightly, couldn't decide which of his they wanted to focus on.

Daringly, Kakashi leaned forward and breathed a little kiss on her lips. "Here...?" he asked tonelessly, without moving away from her much.

Her answer was non-verbal. She stretched out a little and kissed him properly. Kakashi's laceration burned a little, but he returned the kiss, touched her lips with more pressure. They were so incredibly soft and big, a damp, smooth playground on which he could let off steam, which he did with pleasure. It was an intoxicating feeling and the desire for more grew in him. His hand spread out on her skin, pressed into it slightly, three of his fingertips already crept under the waistband of her pants.

The tip of Kina's tongue asked for admission, which Kakashi granted her. At first, their tongues nudged each other tentatively, as if they were both unsure if they wanted this, but at the same time they decided THAT they wanted it. Their kiss grew bigger, more demanding from both sides, which encouraged Kakashi to let his hand wander deeper, push her pants and panties off her hips and offer his fingers more dance floor, on which they made Kina's skin tingle in slow movements.

With a barely audible smack, Kina broke away from him, gave him a glowing look and turned away from him a little, but only to take off her T-shirt. Kakashi's attention was immediately drawn to her stiff nipples, which sat like two small mounds overgrown with blue cloth on her breasts, trembling with excitement. He obtained the silent consent of Kina, took his hand from her hip and grasped her left breast, kneaded it lightly, stroked her nipple with his thumb.

Kina cleared her throat softly. "I know they're not that big, I'm sorry.."

Kakashi laughed. "Not big?" He looked into her eyes, embraced her boob with all his hand as confirmation and inhaled excitedly. "You have beautiful breasts, Kina. Stop being so insecure, it doesn't suit you." Without taking his eyes off, he pulled down the fabric of the bra, didn't let his thumb rest for another second. "Why are you so shy right now? I don't know you like that."

Kina puffed out her cheeks, exhaled the air again, probably looking for courage in Kakashi's face. "I'm just a little nervous and want to please you."

"You do."

Her eyes flashed up again. "Really? Or are you just saying that now because you want sex?"

Kakashi snorted, looked down briefly at her exposed breast, stopped his thumb and looked again into those deep amethysts that reflected the light of the bedside lamp behind him. "I want to be honest with you, Kina, you deserve it. Whether you would like it or not, today.. well, not that much can happen down there anyway. My cock is not doing too well and sex would be very painful. I couldn't even wank earlier, even though I would have wanted to."

"It's okay," Kina nodded. "I don't think I would have wanted to start right away, you know?" She chewed on her lower lip. "I am.. well.. I never had.." She gasped once and jerked her head as if she was pissed off that she couldn't say it.

But Kakashi took the burden off her. "I know."

"Yeah? Is that so obvious?" The inner ends of her eyebrows lifted, making her look so damn desperate that Kakashi gave her a soothing kiss. "No," he murmured. "I mean yes, just a little bit right now, but normally you don't notice it. Not how you treat boys." They laughed, lightening their nervousness a bit. "But when you said yesterday that there wasn't much going on down there, I kind of thought so. And if you're not at your girls' boarding school, where I guess the choice of dicks might be rather small, you're only here, and at least last summer you didn't have many opportunities to meet guys, just hung out with Gai and me, and Gai is your brother and we didn't do anything to my knowledge. So.." He sucked in his lower lip, thought for a moment. "The first time is something special. And.. uh.. Well, so.. Would you want me to be your first?" Now it was Kakashi who could no longer hold her gaze. He was more interested in looking at Kina's swollen lips, which twisted into a shallow smile and came closer.

Kina kissed him gently, without tongue, without demanding, simply a wordless confirmation. "Yes, Kakashi. I want you to be my first. Even if not today." She giggled cautiously. "But from a general point of view, we can gladly tackle it."

Kakashi just grinned at first, gave her a little kiss, then his sluggish brain formed a stupid joke and couldn't stop his mouth from formulating it. "Operation Cherry Pop has begun, ma'am."

Snorting, Kina moved away from him, rolled around next to him on the mattress and laughed at the top of her lungs. "God.. are you.. stupid eh..." she managed with a hiccup.

Also laughing, taking care that his stomach didn't move too much, he followed her the few centimetres towards the wall, put an arm on her jerking chest and nestled his face in the crook of her neck. "Stupid maybe, but you like that about me, don't you?"

Kina calmed down a bit, patted her hand on the back of Kakashi's head and began to scratch his hair, still breathing heavily. "Yes.. That's what I like about you.."

"Hm," Kakashi said, watching in fascination as her heart threw her breast into the air with every beat. He raised his hand and circled the dancing nipple with his index finger, felt the many small bumps and the occasional colourless hair around the dark pink core – like a lonely tower in the middle of a deciduous forest. He grinned at that thought.

"Kakashi..?" Kina asked and had a very clear tone of voice.

"Yes?" He rested his chin on her shoulder, noticed that from this perspective and in this light her pimples on her cheeks stood out much more, but he also noticed that she had naturally very long eyelashes, just because they were light blonde, they hardly stood out against her pale skin if she didn't have any mascara on them. All of a sudden, he noticed every little detail of her face, as if he had never really looked at her before. How scrubby her eyebrows were at the front, that they were a little thicker and closer together than those of other girls – the Maito genes were certainly to blame, the streaks in her irises when the purple gave way to lavender, the curves of her stubby nose, the implied heart of her full lips, that she actually had a barely recognizable birthmark in the same place as him, right in the middle between her lower lip and chin, in a straight line under the left corner of her mouth, which hid under her chubby cheek when she smiled.

A tap on the back of his head tore him out of his admiration for this girl. He blinked, his head jerked up, and Waiting for a Girl Like You was ringing in his ears. "What?" he asked, confused, also because he had forgotten that they had music playing.

Kina laughed. "Where did I lose you?"

"In your face," Kakashi murmured honestly. A dark veil fell on Kina's cheeks and she chewed on her lower lip again. "I'm serious, Kina," Kakashi said, pushing himself up a little to get a better look at her. "I've always thought you're pretty, but I'm only just realizing HOW pretty you actually are." He traced her jaw with his finger. "You really are beautiful."

Her cheeks only grew more berry. "Thank you.." she whispered, even if she seemed to doubt his words.

"May I undress you?" Kakashi was surprised by his own question, which was quite direct, but he didn't want to take it back either. Instead, he turned it into part of a nonchalant saying. "Well, somehow it's unfair if I'm completely naked and you aren't, isn't it?"

Kina laughed, which Kakashi found strangely hurtful. "Are you kidding me?" she panted. She bit her lower lip very briefly, looked at Kakashi in a way that suddenly pumped a lot of blood into his crotch and sent an aroused shiver down his neck. "I just asked you exactly the same thing."

"Did you?" Kakashi frowned.

"Yep," Kina nodded.

"I guess I didn't hear that."

"Apparently." She grinned broadly, pushed Kakashi back a little to sit up, and got rid of her bra and legwear. Then she threw herself back into the pillow, cleared her throat nervously and clenched her hands into fists on her stomach.

Kakashi wanted to see more of her than just this half-distorted excerpt. He sat up, took Kina's fists from her stomach and pressed them into the pillow above her head, without sending the wrong signals, which he seemed to succeed in, because she held her arms up and offered him a perfect picture. His eyes swept over her body – her hand-sized breasts with those pretty, woody nipples, her slender waist, her hip dips, her belly button, which reminded him of the cross-section of a mushroom, to her erect, white-downy legs, her small scar above the knee, where she had become acquainted with the asphalt while cycling. He stroked it with his thumb, smirked slightly at all the memories they shared, then let his hand wander over her thigh until he reached her pelvis, where he pushed it forward and finally stopped on her dark blonde hair.

Kina's breath hitched, her thighs pressed closer together.

Kakashi looked at her face worriedly. Her cheeks burned and her eyes glistened with tears. He lay down again, brushed her hair from her temple behind her ear and whispered, "Kina? Should I stop?"

Her slender Maito brows became a straight line. "Stop? No.." Her facial expressions relaxed again, she put a hand on his cheek and kissed him. "Please continue. I'm just so fucking horny for you."

Kakashi giggled softly and dared to let his hand slide down her mound like a sled. Kina spread her legs slightly to give him more space and engaged him in a soft kiss. While Kakashi nudged his tongue against hers, his index finger crawled between her labia, felt the moisture there and spread it in circular motions on her clitoris. Kina moaned into his mouth and stretched her hips a little in the air. Kakashi pressed his body closer to her side, his cock twitching greedily. He pressed the heel of his hand on her swollen nerve knot, inserted his index finger into her vagina and continued his circles there, which made it pulse briefly. It was a breathtaking feeling. He wasn't necessarily experienced with this kind of sex, he was more familiar with this brute fucking, but he enjoyed it deeply. He felt Kina on a whole new level, became intimate with her in the truest sense of the word. He felt every bump in her vagina, which gradually smoothed out the longer he massaged it, as if it were expanding.

Now a little more impatient than before, Kakashi kissed Kina more insistently, added his middle finger and continued to caress her insides, which reacted at irregular intervals with throbbing muscles. Kina gasped every time. Her hand slid from his cheek down to his neck, scratching his skin tenderly.

This completely awakened Kakashi's desire. He broke their kiss, feasted on the sight of her belly rising and falling quickly when his fingers triggered a pulsation, moaning and quivering of her abdomen. Her perfect belly, with the small birthmark above the right hip bone. How could he never have noticed how beautiful she was?! The muscles and tendons on his forearm were working diligently as he started to thrust his fingers a little harder into her. How he would like to give Obito every conceivable pain right now, because he couldn't do what his cock demanded. He didn't want to put Kina in ecstasy with just his hand. He wanted to feel her, with everything he had.

He looked back at Kina's face. She had her eyes closed, bit her lower lip sporadically and was already sweating a little. He desperately wanted more of it, more of her arousal. If he couldn't fuck her, he had to do it differently. Without warning, he pulled his fingers out of her, enclosed her clit with them and began to rub them quickly over it.

Kina screamed squealing. She waved one leg through the air, then let it crash back onto the mattress and stretched her pelvis towards his hand. Her fingernails clawed into his neck and she buried her face in the crook of her arm. Like a whimpering larva, she squirmed beside him, tried desperately to hold on to him, and moaned and panted loudly.

Kakashi didn't slow down, rather she just heated him up further. He increased the pressure and speed of his hand, could hardly rein himself in. How he would like to masturbate now.. Breathing heavily, he suppressed the growing pain in his shoulder, didn't let his fingers rest for a second. Kina's breathing stopped for a long moment, her body tensed up, her fingernails dug into his flesh. And then he felt her entire vagina pulsing strongly, her pelvis jerking in the same rhythm, and she released her held breath with a bright "Yes..". Her entire body trembled inexorably. Kakashi stopped, just gently stroking her twitching, wet labia. He gave her a minute to collect herself, let his hand rest on her mons pubis and watched her with a dreamy smile. She seemed completely exhausted, breathing very shallowly. "Is everything good?" he asked quietly.

Gradually Kina opened her eyes, swallowed, turned her face panting towards the ceiling and laughed hoarsely. "Good? I'm doing great, Kakashi." She smiled at him from below, which he returned and gave her a kiss. "Great sounds great." He moved away from her a little and licked his fingers, to which her bitter vaginal secretions were sticking.

"Ewwwwah," Kina grumbled with a laugh.

Kakashi grinned at her, deliberately sucked loudly and swallowed emphatically. "What? You have to get used to something like that. Sex is dirty."

"Mh," Kina snorted amused. She lifted her head, bit her lower lip once again and asked softly, "You're hard. Shall I.. well.. Shall I do something about it?"

Sighing, Kakashi lay on his back, placed his head next to hers and shook it slightly. "No, it's all good. That'll go away. As I said, it can't perform today anyway. And simply touching it would be too painful."

"Okay.. But next time, yeah?"

"Yes, next time," Kakashi whispered and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

Growling comfortably, Kina snuggled up to him, rubbed her face on his shoulder and wrapped a leg around his, bumping into his erect cock and gasping nervously. "I'm sorry. Did that hurt?"

"No," Kakashi breathed, sliding his left arm under her head so he could push her even closer to him, and fumbling the duvet out of the narrow gap between Kina's back and the wall. "Don't worry, if you hurt me, I'll just scream," he said amusedly as he spread the blanket over them and then turned off the light.

"That's how I want it."

"What—me, screaming?" Kakashi laughed into the darkness.

"Of course," Kina replied ironically, snuggled up more comfortably and kissed his nipple before she lay down on it. Kakashi nestled his jaw against the crown of her head and let his thumb circle on her bare shoulder. "Sleep well, Kina."

"You too, Kakashi," she whispered back.

Patience played in the background, underlining the calm atmosphere that spread between them. Kakashi couldn't resist a satisfied smile. And he didn't want to. He had the strawberry scent of Kina's hair in his nose, her warm body half on him, and this inner certainty that they weren't taking advantage of each other. He didn't know if it was really right what they were doing, after all, he didn't want to lose her as a friend and after the events of the past few days he wasn't necessarily ready to enter into a serious relationship, regardless of whether it was with Kina or someone else. He also didn't know what it meant to her that she was now lying here in his arms, after he had touched her in a way friends normally didn't do and asked her if she wanted him to be her first.

Never before had he looked at Kina in a different way than his best friend, Gai's older twin sister. And he also felt a little bad because he broke a promise to his former best friend, but on the one hand Gai had absolutely nothing to do in his head right now, and on the other hand none of them had to decide who Kina slept with, only herself. She wanted Kakashi, and he wanted her, they wanted each other, at the same pace. It was a consensus that was new to him, but that felt damn nice. Even then, on that rainy Saturday afternoon, when they had both sat on this very bed in his room and touched each other, they had both wanted it exactly the same way. And now it was no different. Maybe their friendship wouldn't suffer at all, it was just a continuation of what they had started ten years ago. Their little petting had never had any effect on their relationship with each other either.

Yes, that's how it would happen. They would just make love sometime this summer when Kina were mentally and Kakashi's cock were physically ready for it, and that was it. Nothing more, just good, consensual sex between friends.

Kakashi hugged Kina briefly and sighed.

Patience ran out and the click of the Walkman when the tape stopped quietly reached two pairs of ears that could no longer hear it. Kakashi and Kina were already fast asleep, dozing around in their own dream world, cuddling like a young, loved-in couple – none of them could have guessed that one hallway and one bathroom away, on the other side of the thin wall between the apartments, Gai Maito was lying wide awake on his bed and cursing the world.