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Gossip	By : emeraldfire84 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1630 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Obligatory Disclaimer #1: I do not own Naruto

Obligatory Disclaimer #2: This story is rated NC-17 for adult situations.

Greetings everyone. Chapter 4 is here without too much of a delay. (See? Miracles DO happen!) I stopped being so lazy and finally used italics in this chapter. Go me!Continued thanks and praise to Serenanna for putting up with me!

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Gossip

Kakashi stalked down the darkened streets of Konoha, his long strides much more hurried than usual.

Stupid stupid STUPID! How could he have let himself fall apart like that? He was a hardened shinobi, both experienced and skilled, and yet that didn�t seem to stop him from lusting over a teenage girl.

His silver head bowed, staring at his own two feet as he made his way back his apartment. Yes, he HAD been lusting over her, as much as he hated to admit it. Hell, he had been ready to hike up that purple skirt of hers and screw her on the spot. Kakashi didn�t know what had come over him. One minute, he was irate, pissed that she had the nerve to spread rumors and then taunt him and the next, he could think of nothing else but tasting her, touching her, making her eat those words she had said as she moaned his name.

The only explanation he could think of for his behavior is that he had wanted to prove her theories wrong and had just gotten carried away. He was a hot-blooded man after all, a man who hadn�t bedded a woman in some time and was eager to feel feminine flesh under his fingers once more. However, no matter how desperate he was, he would not let that flesh be Ino�s.

If Sakura found out, she would probably be livid. The two of them had been friends since childhood and even though he heard their relationship had been rocky for a while on account of Sasuke, they had grown quite close ever since Ino had asked for medical training. She probably would never forgive him for putting the moves on her friend, even if Ino wasn�t exactly innocent. The blonde DID read Icha Icha after all.

That thought gave way to another. Just how experienced WAS the purple clad kunoichi? How many men had been given the privilege of touching that silky skin, of seeing that body in its entirety?

Kakashi growled and pushed the image from his mind. The tent in his pants that had finally started to subside was back with a vengeance thanks to his overactive imagination. This could not continue. He had to stop thinking about Ino in such a way. Up until tonight, he had viewed her as nothing more than an annoying, gossiping girl who just happened to share his profession, and that�s the way he would view her the next time he saw her, nothing more, nothing less. Things would go back to the way they used to be and all this nonsense would pass.

As Kakashi reached his door however, he had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach as the realization came that no matter how much he tried to reason away what had happened, it didn�t change the fact that he could still taste her on his lips, or that he desperately wanted more of it, despite what his logical side said.

The Copy nin entered his home and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it a corner. He was going straight to bed and hopefully sleep would take him to a place where he wouldn�t have to see, hear, smell, taste or even think about the opposite sex.

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Ino was distracted and she knew it, yet she couldn�t get herself to focus. Ever since Sakura had found her in the hallway she had been acting like a space case. Fortunately, Kakashi�s story enabled her to play it off as having too much to drink and Sakura didn�t seem suspicious and didn�t questioned her further.

After another hour, Ino admitted she would like to go home and they left the noisy bar. The blonde felt a little guilty that it had been her idea to go out in the first place and now they were calling it an early night on her account. If Sakura minded, she didn�t say anything and chatted casually as they walked to her apartment, which was closer to the bar than Ino�s. The teal eyed ninja tried to remain responsive but her mind was in such a whirlwind that sometimes she zoned out as she tuned into her own internal thoughts.

�Hey pig, are you even listening?�

�Huh?� she said, snapping herself out of her trace yet again.

�I said we�re here at my house. Are you sure you don�t want to spend the night? You�ve been acting weird and you still have a ways to go before you get home.�

�I�m fine.� Ino lied, waving a hand dismissively. �It�s only a couple more blocks. But thanks for the offer.�

Sakura stared at her hard for a moment, as if she was trying to see inside her head and read her thoughts, but then she nodded her approval and dug out her keys.

�Alright then, but take care of yourself ok? I�ll see you in the morning.�

Ino waved a farewell as her pink hared friend disappeared into her house, leaving her alone on the street as she began to head towards her own home.

In all honesty, she didn�t know what to make of the night�s events. What had started out as innocent speculation had turned into a game of teasing the Copy ninja. Yet somehow, the rules of the game had changed without her consent and she found herself realizing she had definitely been very wrong in her assessment of Sakura�s former sensei.

All they had shared was a kiss, but no kiss she had ever had had left her feeling so weak, yet hungry. Her whole body had felt like it was on fire, like the blood in her veins was boiling. Yes, Kakashi most certainly knew how to handle a woman and oddly enough, she found herself hoping that maybe, he would choose to handle HER more extensively in the near future.

Ino blushed at the thought as soon as it entered her mind. It was wrong! So incredibly wrong! She couldn�t sleep with her best friend�s teacher. That was beyond scandalous and while Konoha wasn�t a tiny village, it wasn�t so big that an affair like that would go unnoticed, unless they were incredibly sneaky about it.

On the other hand, a secret affair sounded thrilling, and there was little in this world that could thrill the kunoichi outside of the missions she was sent on. And Kakashi was already so mysterious. How hard would it be to meet up in the middle of the night and�

Ino cut her own train of thought short. She was NOT going to contemplate this scenario any longer. What had happened between her and the masked jounin was unexpected and she didn�t entirely understand his thinking, but this is where it ended. If word got around that he was romantically involved with the lifelong friend of his former student, it certainly wouldn�t look good for either of them.

By now, Ino had reached the steps of her house and she eased her key into the lock. Upon entering, she heard her father�s heavy snoring from the back of the house. Despite his proficient abilities as ninja, he could sleep like the dead when in a place he felt was secure. She could have slammed the front door shut and he probably would have continued slumbering unawares.

She headed to her room and closed the door behind her, unstrapping the kunai holster around her thigh and tossing it to the floor. Next came the fishnet arm and leg bands, and then her skirt. As she stripped, she moved toward the bathroom, leaving a trail of clothing in her wake. She cranked on the hot water in the sink and grabbed a washcloth from the cabinet behind her before beginning to scrub her face a little more vigorously than usual, dragging the cloth over her lips repeatedly as if she was trying to scrub away the memory of their heated kiss.

That tactic obviously was not working because once again, the silver haired man entered her thoughts. He had kissed her, his lips had been pressed to her, his mask pulled down around his neck, and yet she STILL hadn�t seen his face. Life was so incredibly unfair sometimes, although it wouldn�t have been half as fun to see what he looked like under that black fabric since she obviously couldn�t gloat to Sakura that she had seen his entire face before the pink haired kunoichi had.

Tossing the wet rag over the towel rack to dry, Ino retuned to her room and kicked the clothing on the floor into some semblance of a pile. She unbuttoned and shrugged out of her purple top and peeled away her fishnet shorts, adding them to the growing heap of garments and finally pulled back the sheets to flop onto her bed tiredly, clad only in black panties and her linen bindings.

She reached over to switch off the light and blindly fumbled for the edge of the covers, pulling them up over her shoulders as she rolled onto her side.

What a day it had been! Not only had she spent another grueling day filling her brain with medical knowledge, but she had used up a significant amount of emotional energy just trying to convince Sakura that she needed more in her life than medical journals and patients. And if that hadn�t been enough, when they finally did get out, she found herself sharing a smoldering kiss with a man she had hardly spoken more than a few sentences to the entire time she had known him.

Kakashi�again her thoughts had returned to him. It seemed no matter how many times she tried to push him from her mind, he always found a way to worm his way back into her thoughts.

Why had he kissed her? Was it really just to prove to her that he was just as proficient with women as the hero in his books? Ino didn�t think so. The heat and intensity that had flowed from him as he pressed her against the wall seemed a little too passionate for a ruse that was simply to teach her a lesson, but then again, perhaps that was the point.

Once again the scene played over in her mind. She recalled his strong grip on her wrist as he yanked her to him, his hot breath as it fanned over her ear, the liquid pulse in her center as his knee ground against her�

Ino sighed in frustration, tossing her covers off irritably and rolling onto her back. Her body was exhausted but her mind was racing and seemed to want to focus only on thoughts of Kakashi and his burning touch.

Her body still craved his touch and she wondered what would have transpired if Sakura hadn�t interrupted them. Would he have ended their encounter with a kiss, or would he have risked exploring her body further?

The blonde shivered at the mere thought of it, of his fingers trailing liquid fire all over her skin, of his lips on her throat and her stomach and something other than his knee touching the apex of her legs.

Without even realizing it, Ino began running her own fingers over her stomach and bound breasts, her eyes drifting shut as she imagined it was the silver haired shinobi who was touching her.

Her nipples immediately tightened, straining against the cloth covering them as she imagined Kakashi walking through the doorway it this very moment and seeing her spread out on her bed, waiting for him to take her.

In her mind�s eye, the scene played out.

His visible eye was burning with lust as he stood over her, drinking in the sight of her in minimal clothing. He stripped away his shirt and his mask, revealing musculature and a face that she had yet to see, but in her world they were both divine. He was handsome and the picture of masculinity as he placed one knee on the bed and sunk down slowly, never looking away from her as crawled over her prone form.

No words were needed as Kakashi hovered above her. Both knew what the other was thinking as they looked into each other�s eyes for a breathless moment.

And then he was upon her, his lips crashing down over hers, claiming her roughly as his tongue pushed past her parted lips. He was strong and domineering, just as he had been in the hallway, and Ino could do little but succumb to him completely, something that she didn�t willingly do very often.

His hands moved to her bound breasts, cupping them in strong calloused hands. His thumbs brushed over her nipples until they were hard enough to be clearly visibly even though all the layers of fabric covering them.

When he finally broke the kiss, allowing her to take a breath, he pinched the hardened nubs between his fingers, plucking them, pulling them, delighting in the little gasps his touches produced.

In the darkness of her bedroom, Ino�s fingers were teasing her own nipples, rubbing them through the linen until they were sensitive enough that every touch sent pleasure pulsing straight to her core. She could feel the moisture already gathering there as she continued to play with her breasts, and let one hand slowly descend, feathering slowly over her stomach as she pictured Kakashi�s fingers on her skin as he traveled the same path.

She couldn�t help but whimper softly as his hand splayed over her hip, tracing the curve there until he came to the waistband of her black bikini cut panties. He let his fingers run over the silky material, feeling the muscles beneath jump at his touch.

He let his eyes lift from her stomach and focus on her face once more and Ino was captivated by the sharingan that greeted her. Although inactivated, it was still mesmerizing, especially since he always had it covered.

He held her gaze as his fingers slipped beneath her panties and began to tangle in the soft blonde curls surrounding her sex. Ino could only squirm and whimper as he teased her mercilessly. The smallest touches sent pleasure shooting through her and yet she wanted more, wanting him to touch the throbbing liquid monster that he had awoken in her.

Kakashi complied with her unspoken demands and kept his hand in her panties, even as he moved back up her body so they were nose to nose.

She was staring deeply into those mismatched eyes when she felt his finger suddenly slip between her soaking folds, rubbing up and down and coating his digit with her desire. He watched her reaction as he began to pump in and out of her slowly, making sure to angle his finger to explore every inch of her pulsating insides.

Ino continued to explore her own body as her fantasy continued, her own fingers tickling blonde pubic hair as she imagined it was the Copy nin doing so. When at last she allowed herself the pleasure of inserting a single finger into her soaking womanhood, her back arched and her hips bucked in response to her own ministrations. She could hear her breathing quicken, sounding harsh to her own ears as she slid the digit in and out of her slick canal, feeling her muscles grip and tighten around her with every stroke.

She was so into her fantasy and the pleasure she wrought upon her own body that she wasn�t even aware of the words that escaped her lips.

�More, Kakashi sensei.�

The shinobi smirked at her breathless plea before silencing her with another searing kiss. When their lips finally parted, he continued back down her body, licking and nipping where ever he saw fit. When he finally reached the place where his finger was wedged deep inside her, he leaned in and gave the small pearl above his pistoning digit a lick.

Ino immediately fell apart in a fit of trembling as he continued to let his tongue circle her clit, her juices flowing freely now and lubricating her passage so he could insert another finger. She moaned at the feeling of being filled more completely and began to thrust her hips up to meet his invading fingers, encouraging him to quicken his pace.

His tongue continued to work over her and Ino could feel a tightness forming low in her abdomen. The combined sensations of his tongue and fingers was making her so hot she thought she might burn up. He was aggressive and domineering yet gentle enough to make sure everything he did brought her pleasure. She moaned softly�

�as her own two fingers continued to pump rhythmically, the wet noises of her aroused body clearly audible in the silence of her room. Her free had had found its way to her clit and was rubbing vigorously as she felt herself move closer and closer to release. Never had masturbation brought her so much pleasure, but then again, never had she fantasized so vividly about a man. She writhed against the sheets as she felt a burst of pleasure wash over her so intense that colors flashed briefly behind her eyes.

Ino felt her release coming and apparently Kakashi could too. He redoubled his efforts, sucking her swollen bud even harder and pushing his fingers into her deeper. She could no longer hold out and felt herself tumble headlong into the heavenly abyss of orgasm with a strangled moan.

She heard Kakashi growl against her skin as her inner muscles rippled around him but she was too far gone to do anything but shiver helplessly as she came down from her high.

She lay panting on the bed, sheets now covered in her sweat and orgasmic juices. She whimpered as she withdrew her fingers from her sex and could see them glisten in the faint light.

As she leaned over the side of her bed to grab a tissue, she was sure of one thing. She would find a way to make this fantasy a reality even if this man was her best friend�s former teacher, even if any sexual relationship between them was taboo. Despite his anger at her for making up rumors, she would find a way to amend things between them. Then, without anyone else knowing, she would seduce Kakashi Hatake.

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Consider the mini smut session a gift. I originally wasn�t going to put it in story but I figured it should tide over the people begging for a naughty scene. As always please review because it makes authors happy. Thank you Lemon Drops for your review. It made me smile because I really enjoy your work as well, And yes, I too and eagerly awaiting an update on Underwear. :)
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