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Underneath The Leaves	By : ChaCha92 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 4798 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Don't own anything in the Naruto universe. Some dude in Japan does. Make no money on my stories either.

Chapter List
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Kakashi opens his eyes as the soft blue and pink hues of the morning seep into the living room. Easing onto an elbow, he glances down at a soundly slumbering Naruto. Spending a few minutes watching her torso rise and fall with her breathing, he determines she’s resting peacefully and carefully climbs off the sofa to head into the bathroom. It isn’t long before he’s out the door racing across rooftops in the cool morning air.
He vaguely acknowledges it’s still early, but knows chances are good Iruka is awake by now. Unless Yugao stayed over last night, which, in that case, things will certainly become very interesting when he shows up on Iruka’s doorstep.
Whether that’s in a good or bad way, he has no idea.
Reaching Iruka’s home, Kakashi waits patiently after knocking. Looking around, he smiles at the motley assortment of plants decorating the small porch area. He remembers they were Naruto’s housewarming gift when Iruka bought the place.
White sheets or towels cover the more sensitive plants to protect them from the overnight frost and cold. The fact the covers haven’t been removed for the day indicate Iruka isn’t up yet. That, combined with the surly, tired-looking tokubetsu jounin’s rumpled, shirtless appearance when he answers the door proves Yugao definitely stayed the night.
Kakashi considers teasing the younger man, but his desire for answers reins in his internal mischief gremlins.
“Sorry for disturbing you so early, Iruka, but I need to talk to you about Naruto.”
Something in Kakashi’s tone wakes Iruka up immediately.
“What’s wrong? Is she okay? Where is she?”
Kakashi raises his hands to stave off further questions.
“Nothing’s wrong and she’s fine back at the apartment. But I have some questions about her that need answers.”
Arching a brow in confusion, Iruka steps aside and gestures him inside.
“Make yourself comfortable while I change.”
Nodding, Kakashi settles down on the sofa. A few minutes later a properly dressed Iruka reappears from a hallway.
“Would you like some tea, Kakashi?”
“Sure,” Kakashi accepts, joining him in the kitchen.
“What’s on your mind?” Iruka asks, while making the tea.
Kakashi’s reply is cut off when an irritable looking Yugao enters the kitchen, glaring daggers.
“Sorry, Yugao. I have a good reason for being here so early.”
“It’s about Naruto,” Iruka explains, setting down a cup of tea onto the table and gesturing for her to sit.
Still giving Kakashi the evil eye, Yugao huffs in irritation and settles into the chair. Iruka gives Kakashi his cup before sitting down with his own tea.
As they sip their tea, Kakashi explains what happened yesterday with Naruto. When he’s finished, Iruka wears a dark expression while Yugao looks stunned at the revelations.
“Shit,” she mutters in shock. “I didn’t know all that happened. I was on the ANBU retrieval team, but Iruka and I weren’t dating at the time.”
“And I wouldn’t have been able to tell you much anyway once your part of the mission was complete and the Sandaime classified the incident,” Iruka points out, gently grasping her hand.
“I wonder how soon I can get assigned to prison guard detail again,” Yugao mutters ominously, as her expression turns murderous.
Kakashi chuckles darkly.
“Nice idea, but remember how Naruto feels about revenge on her behalf.”
“Yeah,” Iruka sighs heavily. “It’d be no less than what Mizuki deserves, but that would just upset her more. As it was, it took her a long time to recover from that incident.”
“Sounds like there’s a ‘but’ hidden in there,” Kakashi eyes Iruka shrewdly.
Sighing again, Iruka nods.
“Naruto never really recovered because she was never the same afterwards.”
“Naruto mentioned that herself,” Kakashi nods. “What I want to know is what else she hasn’t shared yet.”
Yugao looks between them confused.
“What do you mean? It sounds like we have the entire story now.”
“I’ve learned the hard way that as much as I think I know Naruto, I don’t,” Kakashi states. “She’s that good at hiding her true feelings.”
“The only reason I’m so good at picking up on what’s going on is because I’ve known her longer than anyone, before she got so good at hiding,” Iruka explains. “Otherwise I’d be in the same boat as everyone else. Sometimes I’d spend weeks trying to get her to open up, wearing her down until she broke. I hated doing that, but it was the only way to get her to share with me.”
Yugao gapes in shock.
“Wait! Naruto practically worships you! I thought she told you everything and anything.”
Iruka shakes his head.
“Remember, Naruto had no one to confide in growing up. She caught onto how hard the Third was on himself whenever she was attacked or treated poorly before he was finally able to stop the abuse. So, she started hiding things from him. She felt she was being a burden by bothering him with her crap.”
Appalled Yugao opens her mouth to protest before Kakashi cuts her off.
“Naruto pretty much said the same thing.”
“To a certain extent, Naruto believes she deserves everything that has happened,” Iruka explains. “She thinks maybe if she was a better student, or stronger, or pulled less pranks the villagers would’ve treated her better. The worst one is when she thinks if she died after the sealing everyone would’ve been happier.”
Yugao and Kakashi stare at him incredulously, eliciting a shrug.
“Nothing to date has really convinced her otherwise has it?”
Reluctantly both agree.
“As hard as Naruto pushes herself to succeed,” Iruka continues, “There is always a nagging doubt she is never good enough. Unfortunately, there have been enough incidents to feed into that belief. Like the numerous failures to retrieve Sasuke.”
Kakashi stares at Iruka in shock before narrowing his eye.
“She knows damn well we all share in those failures.”
“Yes,” Iruka agrees. “But Naruto swore to bring Sasuke back, first as a promise to Sakura then as a personal promise. And every failed attempt she took personally. More reminders of how weak she was. Despite growing, she still felt she was way behind Sasuke without any hope of ever catching up. It wasn’t until they squared off this last time that she finally thinks she might be good enough.”
Yugao joins Kakashi in gaping incredulously at Iruka.
“Might be good enough? Hell, Naruto could go toe to toe with the worst of the Akatsuki as far as I’m concerned.”
Iruka smiles at her fondly.
“But Naruto didn’t really believe it until she got Sasuke to surrender. Even afterward she still wonders if he continued resisting if she would’ve been the one to come out on top.” Pausing to take a deep breath, he adds, “Much of her doubt started when Mizuki attacked her. That traitor did more damage than any villager.”
Iruka pauses to pin his gaze on Kakashi, remembering this is what he came for.
“Naruto really should be the one telling you this. I can see she’s finally starting to open up to you more, but I know better. She’ll only do that when she has to. Maybe together we can somehow figure out a way to help her.”
Finishing off his tea, Iruka sets his cup down before speaking again.
“After rescuing her from Mizuki and returning to the village, Naruto completely closed off. It was different than the first time she’d been kidnapped. Then I had to stay with her the entire time she was hospitalized and she’d panic if the medics asked me to leave the room even for a minute. It gradually eased up once she started feeling safe again. Even so, I brought her home to live with me for a short time. I tried adopting her, but the idiots on the council wouldn’t allow it. However, she did start opening up to me and I kept the Third better informed about her wellbeing.”
“The differences with Mizuki’s attack were painfully obvious,” Iruka continues solemnly. “Naruto became stoic and extra vigilant. Whenever anyone entered her hospital room, it didn’t matter if it was a medic who’d seen her the whole time or the Third himself, her eyes never left them for a moment. The Third had to order her ANBU guards to hide outside the room because she sensed they were inside watching and she refused to relax her guard and rest. When it was time to report to the Third what happened, it was very succinct. She left out a lot of details. Knowing there was more to her story, the Third tried coaxing more out of her, but she proved to be quite adept at being evasive.”
Pausing, Iruka takes a deep breath, preparing himself mentally for what he’s about to reveal next to Kakashi and Yugao.
“The Third knew she left a lot out because she didn’t say anything about Mizuki molesting her. It wasn’t until he revealed he witnessed it that she admitted to it. That’s when he knew something was wrong. She was emotionless and detached, coming off as unaffected. The Third pressed for more details, but whenever she got to any part that was particularly traumatic she became colder.”
Iruka takes a moment to sip his tea while Kakashi and Yugao absorb his words.
“Naruto would’ve been horrified witnessing the other girls being killed when they didn’t sell. Yet she treated it like she was discussing the weather. She acted the same way when reporting about Mizuki attempting to rape her with a kunai after escaping with her from the slave market. The Third asked why she was behaving like that and she told him she was only efficiently reporting the facts as any proper shinobi should.”
“Our concern grew when Naruto continued acting dispassionate about anything,” Iruka sighs wearily. “She wasn’t nagging to be released or complain of boredom. She didn’t seem to care one way or another. I’d visit her and the moment I brought up the attack and kidnapping, she was suddenly tired and strongly hint for me to leave.”
He pauses again briefly in thought before quietly continuing.
“I was floored at how indifferent she was when I said she graduated and presented her with the hitai-ate.”
“I would’ve thought Naruto would’ve been jumping for joy and tackling you with a hug!” Yugao sputters flabbergasted.
“She protested it,” Iruka replies, shaking his head sadly at Yugao and Kakashi’s stunned expressions. “Said she was too much of a liability in the field and I was right to fail her. She felt it was better if she went back to the academy.”
Yugao continues gaping in shock while Kakashi sighs in resignation. Part of him hoped he’d heard Naruto wrong, but Iruka is confirming everything so far.
“Naruto kept us at arms length,” Iruka continues his story. “Eventually she started acting normal, but we weren’t fooled. Once she was released she pretty much went into hiding. She’d show up for counseling, but be hard to find any other time. She’d either give the therapists a hard time or say what they wanted to hear. It got so bad the Third had Inoichi step in and start working with her, but even he became frustrated by her stubbornness. I hated to see her suffer and kept after her until she finally yelled at me to stop bugging her because she didn’t want to be a ninja anymore. She then ripped off her headband and threw it at me before running off.”
Kakashi’s eye widens in shock, finding it hard to wrap his mind around the image of Naruto behaving that way towards Iruka. Yet, he clearly sees the pain in the younger man’s eyes confirming the truth.
“I spent the next couple of days looking for her. She even missed a counseling appointment. The Third was about to send out an ANBU squad to locate and detain her. I looked everywhere, but eventually found her coming out of the forest. I should’ve taken her straight to the Third, but decided to make one last ditch effort to get her to talk.”
Iruka takes another deep breath.
“If it didn’t work, the Third was likely to pull her off Team 7 and have her committed. I knew that’d destroy her, but he was doing what was necessary to keep her seal from failing. So, I ended up taking her for a ramen picnic when it was clear she was way too uncomfortable to eat at the stand. We ended up in a small clearing with a nice 360-degree view of the woods surrounding us, which turned out to be a good spot as Naruto appeared more relaxed than I’d seen her in days. But she was still wound tight because I finished my bowl long before she got halfway through hers.”
Yugao notices Kakashi staring at Iruka in stunned shock.
“Why are you looking so surprised, sempai?”
“You must not eat much ramen with Naruto,” Kakashi arches a brow. “She can inhale a bowl before you can blink. For her to eat that slow is unheard of and is a known signal of the start of the apocalypse.”
“Exactly,” Iruka chuckles and nods. “I told her that she more than earned the right to wear the Leaf symbol and I was proud of how she handled herself. I explained what Mizuki put her through is what can happen on higher ranked missions and even if she still doesn’t become a ninja, she shouldn’t let him win by letting what he did to destroy her. She’s a lot stronger than that.”
“That seemed to be the turning point,” Iruka adds after a few minutes of thoughtful silence. “She broke down and admitted being scared of getting hurt again, wondering if she trusted Mizuki, who else would turn on her. I told her it’s a risk worth taking because she’s worth knowing. It took some time, but thanks to Inoichi, Naruto improved considerably. Like I said, she never fully recovered. Although, the wariness she developed from it was good for her as a ninja, the self-doubt that sometimes surfaces tends to be destructive. We all know she has enemies waiting for the chance to take away everything and will succeed if she gives up and doesn’t fight to protect what’s rightfully hers.”
Silence stretches out between the trio as each became lost in thought over Iruka’s tale.
“It’s a good thing Mizuki is still locked up,” Yugao comments first. “I’d hate to imagine what that’d do to Naruto if he were to ever get out.”
“It was Mizuki who instigated the prison break nearly a year later and it was Iruka and Naruto brought him back in,” Kakashi points out.
“Shit,” she curses softly, paling at the revelation. “Did bringing him back into custody at least give her some closure?”
Kakashi watches Iruka’s expression turn stormy as Yugao locks her gaze onto her lover. It’s obvious recapturing Mizuki was anything but an opportunity for closure. The mention of the prison break instigated a whirlwind of emotions in Iruka’s eyes clearly indicating Naruto’s second encounter with Mizuki was even worse.
Taking a deep breath Iruka apologizes.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you anything about it. Tsunade classified it, so unless she gives me authorization or Naruto shares it, I can’t say a word. I wish I could because it’s unlikely she’ll ever talk about the second incident.”
“I understand,” Kakashi nods. Sighing heavily, he stands up. “Thank you for filling in the rest of the details about the first incident. I’m sorry for bothering you so early.”
Iruka rises to walk him out.
“That’s okay. But if there’s anything else I can do or if Naruto needs me, let me know.”
Pausing at the front door, Kakashi turns to nod before disappearing from sight.
He debates on going to Tsunade to drag the story of the second Mizuki incident out of her. After bringing in the prisoners he caught, she immediately sent him out on another mission, but not before he summoned Pakkun to help Iruka. Despite the entire incident being classified the pug could’ve told him what happened since he’s not obligated to listen to Tsunade’s commands. However, neither would violate her trust. Kakashi was content to leave well enough alone until now. Obviously there was a hell of a lot more to the second incident than he thought.
Sighing deeply as he walks back home, Kakashi decides there’s no rush to find out more about. It’s more important to check on Naruto.
By the time he returns it’s almost mid-morning. Scanning the living room, he notices Naruto is conspicuously absent. Evidence of her presence litters the kotatsu. He also senses her elsewhere in the apartment. Stepping over to the sofa, he settles onto it to resume his part of the deal.
He’s certain Naruto won’t last night at all and pretend nothing happened. He’s willing to play along for now, observing her closely and gathering more information. He’ll find a way to help her.
Picking up a few pages, Kakashi shuffles through them noting Naruto completed the initial proofreading. Now she appears in midst of reworking the weak elements of the story.
Setting those pages aside, he picks up the stack he left off with last night then catches sight of an open book buried under several other loose pages. Easing the book out, he notices another closed book hidden underneath.
A silver brow arches at the title of the book still lying innocently on the table, ‘The Art of Shattering Her World.’ Returning his attention to the book in his hand, his brow hitches higher since it’s titled, ‘The Art of Blowing His Mind.’
Flipping through the pages he realizes the book in his hands is a ‘how to’ manual for performing oral sex on men. It not only provides detailed information of basic male anatomy, but also has instructions on oral strengthening exercises as well as demonstrating different types of blow jobs. There are detailed illustrations of each technique.
Intrigued by this latest discovery, Kakashi glances back down at the book on the table, ‘The Art of Shattering Her World.’ Reaching down he picks it up and flips through it, noting it’s written by the same author with the focus is performing oral sex on women.
Replacing ‘The Art of Blowing His Mind’ back on the table, he picks up the other book and stretches out on the sofa and begins reading ‘The Art of Shattering Her World.’
Not long after Kakashi left for Iruka’s, Naruto wakes up. Rubbing the kink in her neck, she sits up and is surprised she’s in the living room. Within moments her face flushes as the memories from the night before come rushing back.
Groaning in dismay, she rubs her face, remembering she told Kakashi about the Forbidden Scroll incident. He now knows more than she ever wanted him to about the entire mess and is likely to become a bigger, more annoying mother hen.
She’s grateful he has no clue about what really happened during Mizuki’s prison break. Pakkun assured her Kakashi never asked him and he never volunteered the information. She’d feel even better about it if she could get the little rodent to promise to never tell him, but he adamantly refuses.
She supposes it could be worse. Without a reason to spark his curiosity, Kakashi is likely to never look into it. Besides, it’s classified and Baa-chan has no reason to tell him about it anyway.
Glancing behind her at the empty sofa, Naruto figures Kakashi must’ve left earlier. Long used to him disappearing without a word, she decides to get something to eat before tackling the draft again. Climbing to her feet, she heads to the bathroom to wash up before heading into the kitchen make a simple breakfast. Within an hour she’s settled back at the kotatsu.
It doesn’t take long to finish correcting Jiraiya’s spelling and grammatical errors and begin the tedious task of improving his manuscript. Once in awhile the old pervert will get really inspired and she doesn’t have to do much. More often than not, though, he’s lazy and doesn’t even try to be interesting with the sex scenes. Unfortunately, this appears to be one of those times where he slapped down whatever came to mind.
Eventually she has to resort to using her reference books to get ideas on how to spice up the sex scenes. She really hopes today is one of those days where Kakashi is gone for hours. She’s glad he finally getting what she’s been saying all along about these books being boring, so maybe he’ll revert to habit and shirk his responsibilities instead of helping her. It’s not that she’s embarrassed having books about how to improve your sex life; she just doesn’t want to be teased by her former sensei over them.
Just in case he returns early she only brings out two of her smaller books. They both focus on oral sex, but might give her enough ideas. Plus, they’re thin enough to hide if Kakashi walks in on her.
However, by the fifth sex scene the two books aren’t enough, so she has to pull out another book called, ‘The Last Word on Sex’ from her room. It’s more comprehensive than the other books. Not only does it go over basic male and female anatomy of the sex organs, but it also offers instruction and demonstrations of various sexual positions. What Naruto really likes about this particular book are the chapters covering flirting, sex and pregnancy, masturbation and sexual fantasies. It gives her more reference material to offset whenever Ero-sennin is being ridiculously unrealistic in his writing.
After getting the book, Naruto walks back into the living room and into her worst nightmare.
Sitting on the sofa engrossed in reading ‘The Art of Shattering Her World’ is Kakashi. Taking a deep, calming breath to keep from panicking she considers her options. The man can smell fear and will sadistically use it against her. It’s better to go in nonchalantly and feign indifference because he’ll take shameless advantage of any hint of embarrassment
Tucking the book close against her body so he can’t see the cover, she casually enters the room.
“Good mornin’, Kakashi,” she greets cheerfully.
“Morning, Naruto,” he greets back, briefly glancing up from the book as she settles down at the kotatsu.
“I’m surprised you’re back already,” Naruto nonchalantly observes while discreetly sliding the book under the remaining book on the table.
Kakashi grins, not missing a single detail of her behavior. He noticed her hesitation when she came in and how she tried hiding the cover of the book she carried.
“You almost sound disappointed I returned early,” he comments lightly, continuing to read the book in his hands.
“Whenever you take off without a word, you’ll be gone for hours on end. It’s unusual for you to be back so early.”
“I promised to help you edit,” he replies, waving off her comment. “Besides, I still haven’t made it to the end.”
“I’ve already finished the initial editing,” she states over her shoulder, pointedly ignoring the book in his hands. “I got as far as the first few chapters in the second go round, so you can look those over to catch any mistakes we may have missed the first time and see if the changes I’m making are working or not.”
Kakashi inwardly grins. He knows she’s attempting a sort of feeble reverse psychology. Like he’s not gonna tease the hell out of her just because she’s acting nonchalant about him discovering her ‘how to’ sex books. He has to admit, though, the book in his hands is actually very interesting and he’s definitely learning a thing or two. Maybe he won’t tease her too badly or she won’t lend it to him later.
Deciding to play along he closes the book, but tucks it into the space between himself and the back of the sofa. Reaching over, he grabs the chapters Naruto indicated and starts reading.
She’s dismayed he still hanging on to the book. That means he’s only biding his time. Bastard.
Refocusing on her work, she becomes so engrossed she forgets he’s even in the same room. Without thinking, she pulls out ‘The Last Word on Sex’ and flips to the page she needs and begins reading for ideas to improve the current scene.
Kakashi has to admit, she significantly improved the early chapters, especially the sex scenes. He wonders if he reread Jiraiya’s books prior to Naruto training with him for those two and a half years if he can tell when she started editing. He’s fairly certain he’ll notice a significant difference in the quality. Granted, she was only a naïve teenager then, but considering Jiraiya’s writing skills, she probably still made a great deal of improvement.
Glancing over her shoulder his eyebrow rose when his eye fell onto the open page in front of her. The book is obviously another sex tome, but instead of illustrations, this one has photographs with couples demonstrating various positions. The title of the chapter printed at the top of the page says it all, ‘Fantasy Role-playing.’
Leaning in closer to peer over her shoulder for a better view, he breaks the silence.
“Interesting book.”
Naruto nearly jumps out of her skin at his husky voice breathing in her ear.
“I didn’t know you had such a vivid collection of books,” he continues before she can reply. He watches her flush a nice shade of red before adding, “It’s funny how you used call me and my Icha Icha books perverted considering your current choice of reading materials.”
Embarrassment quickly morphs to outrage as Naruto turns to glare over her shoulder.
“Your age is showing ‘cause your memory is slipping,” she snipes. “You’re confusing me with Sakura because I never called you or Ero-sennin’s books perverted. Boring, yeah, but not perverted.”
Straightening up, Kakashi thinks about it.
“True, but you do call Jiraiya, ‘Ero-sennin.’”
“Yeah ‘cause he is one. And he calls himself a ‘mega perv’ too.”
“Jiraiya is eccentric,” he points out. Crossing his arms, he asks out of curiosity, “But how does his writing the Icha Icha books make him a pervert?”
“He’s not a pervert for writing the books,” Naruto rolls her eyes. “He’s a pervert because of how he gets his inspiration.”
At Kakashi’s confused expression she sighs and explains further with a slight hint of condescension in her voice.
“Okay. I looked it up. The dictionary defines ‘pervert’ as distorting the generally accepted and original meaning of something. No one’s a pervert if they read the Icha Icha books. Doesn’t matter if the sex in a book is straight or gay ‘cause it’s still what most people consider normal and acceptable. If the books had bestiality, for example, then yeah, that’s perverted because that isn’t considered normal sexual behavior.”
A look of disgust crosses Kakashi’s features before nodding in agreement.
“Ero-sennin doesn’t use his imagination or draw on his own sexual experiences. Nope, he’s gotta spy on women when they’re in the bathhouse.” Propping her elbow on the table, she rests the side of her chin on her fist, asking, “C’mon how can that be visually inspiring? ‘Cause even if the steam
doesn’t obscure the view, all the women are doing is soaking. Plus, disregarding size, shape and, most importantly, age there isn’t a whole lot of variety among women’s bodies, right?”
Kakashi is stumped for an answer.
“Exactly,” Naruto nods at his silence. “What Ero-sennin is doing is eavesdropping on women’s conversation and stealing material for his books. And he gets far too much enjoyment by doing that. So how can anyone consider that anything but perverted? He’s no different than the proverbial creepy guy wandering the streets in a trench coat and flashing women.”
“That’s stretching your point just a bit, Naruto.”
“Nuh-uh,” Naruto shakes her head. “You wanna know how I got Ero-sennin to train me for the finals of Team 7’s first chuunin exams?” At Kakashi’s nod she answers. “With my Sexy no Jutsu. But it backfired as the old fart said he’d only train me if I’d stay in that form. I got him to back off of that stipulation, but he’d blackmail me into using it once in a while in exchange for training. So, Ero-sennin’s antics are not normal sexual behavior, ergo he’s a pervert,” she finishes definitively.
Kakashi is stunned by Naruto’s revelation about his favorite author and more than a little ticked at the man. He’s certain that if Minato-sensei were still alive, Jiraiya wouldn’t be once the man learned what he made his little girl do to get the training he promised to give her anyway.
The new book catches his eye again. Reaching down he picks it up and leafs through the pages.
“The books are interesting, but not as imaginative as the Icha Icha books,” he muses.
“They’re mainly for reference,” Naruto growls.
“Don’t you have you own experiences to draw on?” Kakashi arches a brow.
Her blush deepens further.
“With as many Icha Icha Ero-sennin cranks out, any experiences I’d have wouldn’t be enough to liven up his boring, run-of-the-mill sex scenes!” she snaps irritably.
“True,” Kakashi agrees, cocking his head slightly. “I’m picking up a thing or two from these books for future reference.”
He didn’t think it was possible, but Naruto’s blush deepens further as she groans and covers her face with her hands.
“Too much information!”
“What? Do you think I lead a celibate life?” he asks, nonplussed.
Naruto spreads the fingers of one hand slightly to reveal a glaring blue orb.
“I know you’re experienced,” her muffled voice struggles to explain, “But for me to think of you…hell, any of my friends…like that…is hard! I have a hard time listening whenever the girls get together and start swapping stories!”
Intrigued, it’s Kakashi’s turn to prop an elbow on his knee to rest his chin on his fist.
“Why does that make you uncomfortable?”
Sighing in exasperation, she drops her hands from her face.
“Besides it being none of my business, I just can’t even begin to picture anyone I know like that. Even if I wanted to. Which I don’t,” she adds hastily at his arched brow.
“You have a problem, then, imagining Iruka and Yugao having sex?” Kakashi asks, seeking clarification.
Naruto quickly covers her face again.
“Shut up!”
“They are in a normal, healthy relationship,” he chuckles. “So it stands to reason they’re having sex, you know.”
“Stop!” she cries, covering her ears. “You’re scarring me for life! Bad mental images, bad!”
Recovering slightly with a deep breath she drops her hands away to glare again.
“Thinking of my big brother and newly adopted big sister like that is just wrong on so many levels. That’s kinda like one time when all the rookies started sharing stories of their parents having sex. Since I never had parents the others had to explain why no one likes to think of their parents having sex and why it’s even worse to walk in on them.” Grimacing Naruto adds, “After hearing all that, I have to agree.”
Snatching the ‘The Last Word on Sex’ out of his hands in annoyance she reaches across him with her other hand and grabs ‘The Art of Shattering Her World’ and shoves it into his hands.
“Read,” she orders. “You might learn something useful.”
Turning back to the kotatsu she resumes her work. Kakashi leans in and seductively whispers in her ear.
“It’s hard to know if what you learned is useful without trying it, isn’t it?”
He chuckles evilly at the new flush spreading across her face. Naruto jabs a hard elbow into his chest, sending the cushion he swapped with slamming back into the sofa. She glares at a still chuckling Kakashi as he strolls into the kitchen area to make something to eat since he hasn’t had breakfast yet.
The rest of the day is spent making great progress on Jiraiya’s manuscript. Kakashi notes Naruto’s control over her temper has come a long way since she was a genin because she manages not to rise to his periodic teasing. Every so often he comments on which book she got a particular sex act from or how inventive her changes are. Even if she didn’t try to kill him outright, it’s a lot of fun to see her blush rise and fall to varying degrees.
“I’m impressed at how much you improved on Jiraiya’s work, Naruto,” Kakashi states at one point. “Why don’t you have co-writing credit?”
“As if,” the redhead snorts without looking at him. “That perverted old Scrooge would never share the credit because it’d mean he’d have to admit he’s not as great a writer as he thinks he is. Though, it really has more to do with having to share the royalties if he gives me credit.”
“You help him improve his writing,” Kakashi frowns. “You should be compensated for your efforts.”
“Nothing I’d do will get him to acknowledge my efforts,” she explains while continuing to work. “If I refuse to edit, the next time he has a deadline he’ll beg and whine constantly. He becomes such a nuisance I have no choice but to give in. But I do use it to my advantage whenever I need him to do something. That’s how I got him to stop blackmailing me into using the Sexy no Jutsu.”
Kakashi doesn’t answer. He merely shakes his head in amusement at her cunning deviousness. No one else could turn a blackmail situation to their advantage like she can.
Not having forgotten yesterday, Kakashi keeps a close eye on the redhead. Editing seems to be enough of a distraction since she’s obviously not dwelling on what happened.
Eventually he voices another thought that occurs to him.
“Naruto, how is it that you aren’t affected by enhancing Jiraiya’s work? You’ve been rather creative in improving the sex scenes. However, it’s obvious Jiraiya gets nosebleeds from just writing these stories despite his scenes being mediocre so far.”
“Noticed the faded brown stains on the pages, did ya?” Naruto grins over her shoulder.
“Hard not to,” Kakashi dryly mutters. “Anyway, I’d almost think you were a prude for not becoming the slightest bit aroused by this stuff if it weren’t for the fact you’re coming up with some very good material.”
She surprises him by not getting embarrassed or defensive, but rolls her eyes instead.
“Reading and writing about these things is one thing, but doing them is probably a lot more fun. And just because I’m not as worldly as other people doesn’t mean I lack imagination and don’t understand the emotions going on. It’s not hard to make something more interesting if you put your mind to it. I just don’t get caught up in the fantasy ‘cause that’s all it is. I’ve learned the hard way that fantasy never lives up to reality. So, why get all worked up writing a fictional sex scene?”
“True,” Kakashi agrees after a couple of minutes.
Eventually Kakashi starts making suggestions as well. It gets to the point he is annoying Naruto because he keeps interrupting her.
“Why don’t you just go ahead and add your ideas to the draft and quit bugging me!” she finally snaps.
“Are you sure you don’t want to okay them first?” he asks, unperturbed by her irritation.
She takes a deep, calming breath.
“Have I rejected any of your suggestions so far?” she growls in exasperation.
He blinks at her, realizing she hasn’t.
“Exactly,” she nods. “Add what you think will work. You’ve read the damn books for years, no one’s gonna know better than you what will work and what won’t.”
Kakashi is surprised at the little ego boost her comments give him. He’s happy to learn she trusts his changes without question or comment.
By early-afternoon they’re three quarters of the way through the book. While reading one of the sex scenes Naruto fixed, Kakashi comes up with an idea to make it even more interesting. However, he can’t figure out the wording to make it fit.
After struggling for several minutes, he contemplates dropping it out of frustration until he glances down at the back of Naruto’s head. A devious thought crosses his mind; he can figure it out if they pose for the suggestion themselves. It should be funny to see her reaction. She might kill him or go along with it thinking the suggestion might be worth the embarrassment she’ll endure. Mostly, he’s just curious to see if she’ll go along with it.
Without looking up from the page he’s reading, he casually breaks the comfortable silence.
“You did a great job with the castle sex scene.”
Sensing a ‘but,’ Naruto pauses to glance over her shoulder.
“I have an idea. It’s different, but I’m not sure how to phrase it.”
Unsure what he’s asking, her brow furrows slightly in confusion.
“I might be able to figure it out if I pose for it, but I’m going to need your help,” he innocently suggests.
A bright flush spreads across her face as the full scope of his suggestion sinks in. Regaining some of her composure she narrows her eyes.
“How risqué is this pose?”
“It’s for a sex scene,” he points out as if obvious.
“Smartass,” she growls, her flush intensifying. “I mean, how acrobatic is this particular pose?”
“It doesn’t involve hanging from the ceiling, if that’s what you mean,” he innocently replies, inwardly enjoying her discomfort.
“Does it involve any removal of clothing, jackass?” she snaps, knowing he’s being deliberately obtuse.
“Now who’s being risqué,” he retorts airily.
“As if,” she snorts derisively. “If I don’t clarify you’d say it’s important to doff our clothes at the last minute just to embarrass me.”
“Sounds like a no,” he looks at her drolly.
“I didn’t say that,” she points out with an arched brow. “If we need to pose for the position so you can figure out how to write it, fine. I just want to know what it entails.”
Kakashi feigns surprise at how quickly she agreed while inwardly cackling.
Buying his phony reaction, Naruto rolls her eyes and sighs.
“If Ero-sennin’s books are dropped because they got stale then he’ll have more free time to be a royal pain in the ass. I’d rather see him occupied with writing.”
“True, he doesn’t have any other hobbies,” Kakashi chuckles in agreement as he gets up from the sofa.
Reaching for her hand, he helps her up and guides her over to the open area between the living room and dining/kitchen area. Grabbing her shoulders he spins her around so she’s standing right in front of him with her back to him.
“Bend over,” he instructs.
Glancing over her shoulder, she frowns at him in confusion.
“Bend over,” he repeats.
Shrugging she bends her body in half, reaching down for her toes.
“Keeping your legs straight then place your palms on the floor and walk your hands forward a couple of paces.” When she moves her hands forward, he continues encouraging her. “That’s it, a couple more, okay, now stop.”
She is on all fours, but instead of her torso being horizontal to the floor, her body is positioned like a triangle.
“This is getting kinda weird,” she mutters. “How this is supposed to improve the scene?”
“We’re not in the pose yet.”
Still standing close behind her, but without his body touching hers, he continues.
“Now lift your left leg and hook it around behind my waist.” When her leg is in position, he adds, “This is the pose.”
From her awkward position she glances up at him over her shoulder and her face lights up.
“It’s a great suggestion! It’s perfect for that scene! But the guy has to be right up against the girl ‘cause it’s a little hard to keep balanced like this.”
To emphasize her point she tightens her leg around him, bringing his groin right up against her butt. Kakashi is starting to feel a bit uncomfortable as certain body parts are stirring to life.
“It’d be even better if I do this!” she cries excitedly as she hooks her right leg around his waist, effectively trapping him against her with only her hands supporting her. “Okay, this is good, but the guy will have to use his hands to support and stabilize the girl or it just won’t work.”
To demonstrate she twists around slightly, supporting herself with her left hand she reaches up to grab Kakashi’s right hand to place it firmly against her hip. Switching hands she repeats the motion, placing his left hand on her other hip.
Due to his increasing discomfort he tries moving away slightly to put a little space between them. Naruto gets annoyed and clenches her legs, bringing him right back against her.
“Knock it off, Kakashi,” she scolds. “The damn position is hard enough to hold without you fidgeting all over the place.” Becoming excited again, she adds, “It’s a great idea and it’s perfect for the castle scene!”
Finally releasing him, her legs drop to the floor. Instantly she straightens up and hurries over to the kotatsu, snatching up the pages he’s working on. She shuffles through them until she finds the right spot.
“I’m just going to go ahead and jot it down because I’ve got a pretty good idea how to word it. Then you can re-read it and see how it works for the whole scene.”
She’s so intent on writing out the changes she doesn’t notice Kakashi silently leave the room and enter the bathroom.
After softly shutting the door, Kakashi closes his eye and leans against it releasing a long, slow breath.
Ignoring the discomfort in his pants he opens his eye and walks over to the sink. Removing his headband and mask he opens the spigot to splash cold water on his face. Glancing up at his dripping visage in the mirror he squeezes his eyes shut with a groan as mental images of him and Naruto as the couple in the sex scene they just improved fills his thoughts.
Realizing there’s only one way to solve his current predicament, Kakashi turns off the water and grabs a clean washcloth off the shelf. Stepping over to the open wall space between the sink and the toilet, he loosens his pants and with a relieved sigh pulls out his painfully erect member. Leaning forward he rests his forehead on his forearm pressed against the wall while gripping himself with his free hand.
Slowly but firmly he begins stroking himself up along his length. His breaths keep time with the rhythm of his hand and thrusting pelvis as he gradually increases his speed and pressure. He squeezes his eyes shut when the image of Naruto under him as they make love slams into his mind unbidden and he finally goes over the edge with a soft grunt. Keeping his eyes closed his body trembles slightly as he rides out the waves of self-pleasure while still cradling himself in one hand.
After a few minutes he opens his eyes with a relieved sigh. Readjusting his pants he cleans up the mess he made against the wall with the washcloth. Keeping up appearances, he flushes the toilet before rinsing the towel off and tossing it into the hamper. He replaces his headband and mask before leaving the sanctuary of the bathroom.
He returns to the living room where Naruto is still deeply engrossed in the draft.
“Hey, Kakashi, in the castle sex scene would it be better if the princess still has her dress on?” she asks, while looking up. “Some people find it sexier to do the deed clothed. Or is that too much?”
Taking a deep breath and utilizing all his self-control to keep from turning around and going back into the bathroom Kakashi answers her.
“Clothed.”
“Thanks,” she cheerfully chirps as she jots it down.
Deciding it’s a very bad idea to continue editing, Kakashi saunters towards the kitchen.
“I’m going to make lunch.”
Naruto finally looks up.
“Need help?”
“No,” he replies a little too quickly. Realizing his mistake he reasons, “You’re running out of time if you want to send that to Jiraiya by this evening.”
“All right,” she reluctantly agrees. “I’ll help if you need it.”
With a forced smile he waves it off and quickly retreats into the kitchen.
The rest of the afternoon passes uneventfully and Naruto sends the draft to Jiraiya early that evening. She includes a scolding note pointing out he’s lucky she was able to edit because she just got back from a mission yesterday. He might not be so lucky the next time he procrastinates.
After the toad poofs out, Naruto raises her arms above her head and stretches with an exaggerated groan.
Stretched out on the sofa Kakashi looks over the top of his book.
“What do you plan to do the rest of the night now that the crisis has passed?”
“I’m going for a walk,” she grins. “And probably stop by the teahouse. I’ve been stuck inside all day and need to air out or I’ll get musty.”
“Alone?”
“Yeah,” she drawls as if stating the obvious. “Unless you need airing too.”
With a sigh he closes his book and sits up. Naruto rolls her eyes.
“Knock it off. You don’t have to come along. I’m not going out the immediate area and doubt my assassin is going to try anything. And it’s too early to go to bed, so what else is there to do?”
“Read,” Kakashi replies drolly.
“Gee, there’s something I haven’t done at all today.” Naruto snipes, glaring.
Ignoring her sarcasm Kakashi states, “We should probably get going before it gets later.”
Deciding it isn’t worth arguing about, Naruto gets up to go change. It’s not long before they’re on their way to the teahouse.
They walk in companionable silence, neither feeling the need to make idle conversation. Both are content to enjoy the crisp night air and the brilliant expanse of stars dusting the entire sky.
As they approach the teahouse, Naruto is stunned when they encounter a familiar face.
“Fancy meeting you two here,” Genma greets drolly.
“Hey, Genma,” she greets warmly, stepping forward to kiss him on the mouth.
Her eyes widen in shock when he forcibly deepens the kiss. Struggling slightly, she breaks it.
“What’s that about?”
Still holding her close, he shrugs.
“I missed you.”
She gives him a lidded look.
“I wasn’t gone that long. Hell, you were on a mission too.”
“Can’t I greet my girlfriend with a kiss?” he asks.
Sighing in resignation she decides this isn’t worth getting into a fight over.
“Never mind, you just startled me that’s all.” Promptly switching the subject, she asks, “Are you hanging out with the guys tonight?”
“I’m coming from shooting pool with them,” Genma replies, jerking his head indicating the direction he just came from. “I decided to turn in early.” Glancing between the two of them, he asks, “Where are you two heading?”
“We just spent all day editing Ero-sennin’s next book,” Naruto explains. “And I needed to get some air and tea. Want to join us for a bit before heading home?”
“Nah, I’m beat,” Genma says. “Are you free tomorrow? The guys want to go shoot pool again.”
“Sure,” she nods, adding, “If we’re at the Zodiac, and if you get bored with playing pool, most of the rookies will be there for the monthly social if you want some variety.”
“Sounds good. I’m always up for torturing Kiba,” Genma agrees. Leaning in he kisses her goodnight on the cheek. “I better head off. G’night you two.”
“Goodnight, Genma,” Kakashi says as Naruto waves.
Minutes later they settle in the teahouse. Kakashi doesn’t break the contemplative silence until their order arrives.
“That was an interesting exchange.”
Naruto is at first confused by his meaning until realization dawns on her. A dark look crosses her features.
“Genma’s getting territorial again,” she mutters.
At his questioning look she explains further.
“He never greets me that way and he seemed awfully tense. The surprising part is he isn’t drunk, which may have been a good thing.”
“If that’s such a good thing, then why do you sound worried,” Kakashi asks.
Sighing wearily, Naruto rubs her eyes.
“It feels like the proverbial other shoe is about to drop and in a very nasty way.”
Kakashi studies her for a moment.
“Maybe you shouldn’t go out with Genma then,” he suggests.
She shrugs it off. “What happens, happens. ‘Sides, if he fucks up again I’m going to personally determine how many senbon I can simultaneously stuff up his nose and asshole. Might even break a world record or something.”
She joins Kakashi in chuckling over the mental image as they continue enjoying their tea.
Tokubetsu Jounin-Specialized high level ninja. Basically, the jounin specializes in a particular area instead of having a broader more generalized skill set.
Kotatsu-are low wooden tables where you’re supposed to drape a blanket over before placing the tabletop on top. It’s to retain the heat from a small space heater that’s usually found underneath to keep you warm while you sit at the table. I’m using them in the context of a western coffee table for this story.
Senbon-longer versions of acupuncture needles that Genma uses as his trademark weapon.
‘The Art of Shattering Her World’, ‘The Last Word on Sex’ and ‘The Art of Blowing His Mind’ are based off of real books. I just merely changed the titles.
A/N: I've got another accompanying one shot that ties to this chapter and chapter 11 called Scattered Leaf Piles: Darkness & Betrayal. It's regarding the Forbidden Scroll incident Naruto had the flashback about & Iruka elaborates further on.
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