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Training
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes
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"You know, if you keep pacing like that, you're going to have to rebuild the training ground again." Kakashi's lazy voice drifted over his book.

Yamato sighed. "How can you be so calm? How can you read?"

Kakashi lowered his book and stared at Yamato. "You haven't been paying enough attention. I'm disappointed."

Yamato raised an eyebrow. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"I haven't turned a page in a week and a half." He turned his attention back to the book. In truth, he hadn't read past the first three words on the same page for the last eleven days. And eight hours. He refused to admit that he also knew it had been forty three minutes.

Yamato stretched out on the grass. "I knew that."

"Right." Kakashi set the book down again and stared at his best friend. Yamato was chewing on a piece of grass, currently trying to look like he wasn't worried. Or frustrated. Or simply missing her. And failing miserably.

They'd been through this routine every day since she left. They'd received the first couple of reports with very basic information. They made it, they were in the club and it was going 'fine'. That was it. And Kakashi knew he shouldn't have expected any more. She wasn't about to include flowery prose in a mission report.

But it didn't make him feel any easier. They had one day left before they could leave. Tsunade was adamant that they stay in case something happened in the village, but Kakashi thought she was just having a bit of fun at their expense.

He'd seen Gai and Lee doing one-handed laps around the village all week. He had been going so crazy, he'd briefly, in a fit of insanity, considered joining them. Yamato had suggested sake at the ninja bar and that had crushed the urge just in time.

But the next twelve and a half hours were likely to kill him. His bed had been insanely empty. He hadn't slept well at all since she'd left and he knew Yamato was in the same situation.

He and Yamato had spent the days in each others' company trying not to annoy each other with their anxiousness, but neither of them was willing to go do much else, either. Kakashi tried to read, Yamato paced or tried to work on one of his carvings, but neither of them got anywhere with either venture. There were no other missions for them at the moment and their hearts weren't in training.

The last eleven days had, in a word, sucked. He sighed and picked his book back up. "Twelve more hours." Yamato said at his feet.

"And thirty nine minutes. Let's get a drink." Kakashi said and stowed his book. Then he and Yamato headed to the ninja bar. Again.

An hour later, Kakashi was finishing his third bottle when Gai and�Lee walked in. Kakashi elbowed Yamato and when he turned around, pointed at the door. Yamato's eyes widened and he sent a questioning look back to Kakashi, who just shrugged.

Gai apparently spotted who he was looking for and, with a firm hand on Lee's shoulder to keep him in line, approached the bar. "Tsunade is looking for us."

"Us? All of us?"

At Gai's nod, Kakashi and Yamato dropped some bills on the bar and the four of them took off as fast as they could, which meant that most people never saw them move, they simply disappeared.

The four of them were lined up in front of Tsunade's desk. She watched each of them fight the urge to fidget, and she had to bite her cheek to keep from grinning. Every one of them was itching to get on the road. She had it on good authority that they'd all been packed for days.

"Alright, you can go. If you leave this evening yet, you can make it to Port City in time to rendezvous with them at the club tomorrow evening. Stop to see Jirocho first, but you'll want to be at the club and in place by eleven. And don't forget to wear plain clothes." She sent a pointed look at Gai and Lee. "Dismissed!"

They didn't have to say anything to each other. Less than ten minutes later, the four of them were through the South gates together and on their way.

Sakura paced the small space backstage. This was ridiculous. She'd seen them come in a few minutes ago and take the seats that she'd told Jirocho to direct them to. They would be at the table right below where she did most of her dancing. Gai and Lee were at the table next to them, below Tenten's spot on stage.

They'd been given the main stage two days ago after consistently being requested every night. She'd had to tell Yuri that they were expecting special friends of her aunts that night so they could keep her night clear. But now that it was here, she was a nervous wreck.

"Stop pacing." Tenten warned in her ear. "We can't have Yamato just build them a new stage."

Sakura laughed. "Sorry." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them, she was a little calmer. Even the arousal that had been her constant companion for the last twelve days wasn't sufficient to distract her.

Sakura looked around for Tenten, but she'd disappeared. Taking another deep breath, she left the stage area and went back to the dressing room. Tenten was stepping out of one of the dressing booths when she got there. "Go in there and use this. It'll help refocus you." She handed her a bottle of the warming liquid. She leaned up to whisper in her ear. "Even put a little on your nipples. Seriously, it'll help."

Sakura was willing to do just about anything at that point, so she slipped into the booth and poured the liquid over her first finger. She coated her clit and even worked some into the folds and over her lips before resettling the panties. Then, taking Tenten's advice, she dabbed some on each of her nipples. Within about a minute, she was thoroughly distracted from her nervousness. Her sex was more swollen than it had been since she started, she was so wet she was sure there were juices running down her leg and her nipples were almost hard enough to be painful.

She set the bottle back on the shelf and turned to look in the mirror. Here green eyes were very bright, her face and skin flushed. She twisted to the side and flexed her muscles again, sending her tail twitching. She'd spent some time working on it and she could almost make it do what she wanted it to. She'd have to give some serious thought to bringing one of those home with her.

She heard the shuffle out in the main room and hurried out to her place in line for inspection. Yuri took the normal walk along them, pausing now and then to ask how they were doing. When he stopped in front of Sakura, he smiled. "Are you okay this evening?"

Sakura swallowed. "My aunt's friends," she said by way of explanation and he nodded. "Right, well, break a leg." A moment later, he stopped at the end and turned back to them. "Let's make it a good night, Ladies!"

She and Tenten hurried to put the rest of their costumes on and it was time to line up. She took a deep breath, pulled the cloak around her and stepped up behind Nanami, who glanced over her shoulder and winked at Sakura. After the incident with the customer, they'd formed a tentative friendship. Sakura smiled back, then pulled up the hood of the cloak and bowed her head. It was time.

Yamato's patience, which he liked to think he had quite a bit of, was wearing very thin. He knew she was back there somewhere and he was damned anxious to see her. Jirocho had assured them that she was fine, as was Tenten. He also hinted that they would appreciate the surprise of watching the show. But Yamato was very close to losing the battle of patience.

Kakashi cleared his throat and picked up his bottle of sake to take a sip. He was about to lean over to Yamato and say something when the lights in the club dimmed and the stage lights went on. The curtains moved aside as the line of dancers came out. And there, on the stage above him, was a cloaked figure with pink hair. Kakashi lifted his headband and opened his other eye. This would be worth remembering.

As the music started up, several other dancers came out to take up stations at the poles on the corners of the stages. Then the music shifted and he had eyes for only one person. It built slowly and her head came up with the pace of the music until she was looking up, allowing the hood on the cloak to slip off. Then it snapped back down and she looked right at him. Complete with cat ears on her head. In pink to match her hair.

He couldn't have mistaken the look in her eyes. She was obviously happy to see him, and he recognized arousal, too and he shifted in his seat. Her gaze moved over to Yamato and she winked at him. Kakashi glanced over at him. He was blushing and seemed to be having as much trouble sitting still as he was.

She did a wide turn and the cloak billowed out around her. As she came back around, it was dropped and he was left with her in a red satin outfit of some sort. There was a small bra with an open short jacket over it and a very short skirt. From somewhere, there was a pink cat tail dangling under the skirt and she wore a small cat's collar.

He happened to glance down, then, at the four-plus inch heels she was wearing on her feet and he had a feeling there was probably chakra involved in those. His eyes travelled back up her body and he was already having trouble sitting comfortably.

She did a high kick and another turn and then bent low, running her hands up one leg. As she stood back up, she curled her back in a way that pushed her breasts out. And then she was pulling the little jacket off and he was staring at the tiny bra.

He thought they called it a 'demi' or something like thaat. It only covered about half of her breasts and he saw a silver disk of some sort where her nipples would otherwise show. And out of those two disks were chains that led to her collar. Kakashi had to shift in his seat again. It was getting extremely difficult to find a comfortable position.

When the skirts came off and the location of the tail became known, he nearly choked on the sip of sake he'd taken. He couldn't have taken his eyes off the stage for anything. She turned back around, another kick and then the tiny bra came off, too.

He heard Yamato suck in a breath next to him and was fairly certain he, himself, had forgotten to breathe somewhere along the way. Between her breasts was another of the chains like the one that went into the collar, only this one connected the disks to each other and there was a third that went around her back to make the whole thing look like a bra in itself. Completely useless except to tease the men watching.

He couldn't have named another single move she made. All he could think about were the decorations that masqueraded as a costume. And the location of her tail. There was no mistaking how it stayed where it was. She ended the dance with her back partially to him, a grin on her face and as he watched, the tail twitched as if on its own.

Yamato leaned over to Kakashi, never taking his eyes off of her. "We didn't teach her that."

"No. No, we didn't." Kakashi couldn't have moved in that minute if the building was crashing down around him.

Sakura couldn't tell what Kakashi's reaction was. She saw the shock on Yamato's face and then saw him lean over and say something to Kakashi who shook his head. It wasn't until she looked closer that she saw his headband up. He'd had both eyes open for that.

She turned with the other dancers and made her way off stage. She went over to their table and leaned on it. "Hello, there."

The music started again, quieter than the stage show and she used the excuse to dance around the table and scoot up onto it between them. "Care for a table dance?"

"Yes we would." Kakashi managed.

Sakura rolled, spreading her legs suggestively and settled herself up on the table. She got into the groove of the dance as much as she could, but her heart was pounding. She knew they were watching her, but she was damned near desperate to know what they were thinking.

Yamato saved her sanity by leaning forward. "I'm told you do lap dances."

She winked at him and slid off the table to straddle him. "I'd be happy to." She leaned forward slightly and spoke into his ear. "The gentleman in the corner booth is named Yuri. Speak to him and you can purchase me for the night." Yamato nodded.

She grinned. "Honey, you're allowed to touch here." She winked and took one of his hands and placed it on her hip as she rubbed against him.

"You're going to kill me, woman." He growled in her ear. "It's going to be hard enough to walk as it is. Go dance on him, while I make the arrangements."

She chuckled and moved over to Kakashi's lap. He had no reservations and put his hands over her ass right away. "Hi." She was grinning like a fool and she knew it, but she'd missed them so much.

"Hello yourself. That was a hell of a dance." His eyes crinkled as he smiled. "I'm glad the club is dark or I wouldn't be able to get up."

Sakura laughed. "Yamato went to make arrangements for me. So�you enjoyed it, then? Recorded it for future reference?" She grinned when he nodded.

"I will never forget that and not just because of the sharingan, either." He squeezed her cheeks a little. She continued to dance for him, and nearly shouted when Yamato came back to the table. He reached for her hand.

"It's all set up. Booth seven." Kakashi stood and they both held her hands as they followed her through the doorway and into the small room. Before the door was fully closed they had her against the wall, their lips all over her.

She couldn't touch enough, couldn't taste enough. Her hands went everywhere, pulling on them. But then her fears crashed into her hard and she said, "wait." They didn't hear her at first or maybe didn't believe she'd be saying that, because she had to say it again. "Wait."

The paused and looked up at her. She was near tears. "I� I�" she couldn't breathe all of a sudden, her chest was tight, there was a huge lump in her throat. She shook her head�"Oh God...what have I done?" And she crumpled into a ball on the floor.

They stared at each other for a few seconds before squatting in front of her. "Sakura?" Yamato picked her up and sat in the chair with her in his lap.

Kakashi knelt in front of her. "Sakura? What's wrong?"

"I can't�Don't you�" The tears flowed freely now, she couldn't seem to stop them. "I'm�" she kept starting thoughts, but couldn't seem to force anything out. She just kept shaking her head. She swallowed hard and tried once more. "How can you want to touch me?"
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Training	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4819 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto and I make no money from it!

Training