Fiend | By : CannibalCutie Category: Naruto AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 2723 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I dont own anything from Naruto nor am i making any profit/money from writing this. All rights and characters belong to Kishimoto |
Training was passing by in a blur.
They all had went against each other, and now were taking turns going against Kakashi. Deciding to take the moment to rest, Sakura plopped down on the hard ground a few meters away from Itachi and Kakashi. The heat wave still hadn’t passed making it difficult for her to think straight.
She was definitely a fall person.
She let out a huff and blew her bangs away from her face, arms stretching toward her feet. Yamato had wore her out with their first fight but Itachi didn’t relent when they fought. Her face flamed red just thinking about their fight.
He demanded her full attention and expected her to give him 100%. She had tried, honestly. But when Kakashi brought out that signature orange book she growled and had opened her mouth to yell at him and that was when Itachi had struck.
He had pinned her face down to the ground effortlessly, with one hand no less. It was embarrassing really. And completely Kakashi’s fault. She felt her stomach bottom out when he sifted forward lightly, kunai still pressed against her throat. She was very aware of where their bodies met and her ass tingled at the sensation.
“Looks like Uchiha win again, pinky.” Itachi had breathed into her ear, which raised goose-bumps in its wake. He had stood up like nothing had been said and walked away.
“GAH.” her inner self screamed. Why did this damn village have to have so many attractive men?
Hell, she had even found something in that big ol’ Choza Akimichi.
Her team though, was the cream of the crop it seemed.
Yamato was handsome in a ‘boy next door’ sense. She had healed him a few times one missions and wasn’t displeased by what she saw. He had soft eyes and broad shoulders. He was built like a house and had stamina like no one she had seen. Her mind traveled instantly and wondered what it would be like to feel those large han-
‘Okay. Stop there dumbass.’ she mentally berated herself when she felt a throb between her legs.
Her eyes flicked to Itachi and she grinned.
Itachi on the other hand had a very mysterious-could totally be a serial killer and you’d never know-sexy vibe to him. He always had this air of mystery surrounding him. He never let his stoic face slip, and rarely showed any emotion. The only faces she had seen him pull were ‘I hate you and will murder you if you don’t shut up’ the other, ‘Are you that incredibly stupid?’ Her favorite though, was one she had hoped only she had seen, and it was the ‘You brought me dango? You goddess.’
She had seen Itachi outside of work a few times, though no one else knew. His clan had employed her several times, without her father knowing of course. She really was the easiest option when it came to slowing down Itachi’s eye degrading. Even though he was only 18 his eyesight was going to shit. She always enjoyed their meetings, though he could be an ass and stubborn as a mule. He always managed to get a rise out of her, but she never complained, because she secretly liked it.
Her gaze shifted to the two fighting, eyes widening when she realized they had shed their shirts. When had that happened? She raked her eyes over Kakashi’s back slowly, appreciating the view. When her gaze slipped further down she groaned lowly.
“God that ass..” she mumbled under her breath, her hand fanning her face.
Kakashi Hatake.
That man was someone a gal could fully appreciate. He was tall and lean, not bulky like Yamato but powerful all in his own. She could see his muscles tensing under his skin as the two clashed kunais.
That damn mask though, would be the bane of her existence.
What was under that damn thing? Was he incredibly ugly?
‘Nah.’ she thought. She knew better than that. She would bet her bank account that he was achingly beautiful. She could tell he had a straight nose and hard jaw. God, she would do anything to get a tiny peek at that.
Her hand had slowly crept it’s way to her lower stomach on its own accord, where she drew small circles on her lower stomach, the throbbing between her legs becoming more prominent.
“Something wrong Sakura?” she jumped and moved her had as she heard Yamato, taking off his normal headgear and sitting next to her. Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she watched him run his hands through his dark hair, his breath still coming out in fast pants after sparring.
She couldn’t even answer, she just groaned again and rolled onto all fours and got up. She had to go home. All these sweaty men were wreaking havoc on her hormones. Standing, she straightened her shirt and turned her head to tell Kakashi some random lie and leave when she saw him staring intently at her.
At her thighs to be exact.
All the warmth that was building quickly disappeared as she felt sheer panic come over her. He saw the large bruises across her thighs and she knew it. It felt like someone had punched her in the stomach and she quickly pulled her spandex shorts down, past the welts.
Her mind didn’t even register the pain as her fingers brushed against the wound.
“I-I’ve gotta go walk my coffee pot on.” she blurted out and realized she had just jumbled two lies together. She didn’t even give it a second thought as turned and bolted.
Kakashi followed her retreating form as she took off like a bat out of hell.
She had made it incredibly hard to focus when he was fighting. Her arousal had reached his sensitive nose at least 30 minutes prior. But after he laid eyes on the bruises on her legs and gotten caught, he thought she might piss herself.
Had see been seeing someone and was..intimate? That world felt dirty when paired with thinking of her. Or was it something much worse?
He felt anger and confusion settle in his chest, his eyes flicking over to Itachi.
The look on Itachi’s face was terrifying, even he had to admit.
‘So the Uchiha saw it too.’ he thought as he pushed it to a far corner of his brain for evaluation later.
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