Gossip | By : emeraldfire84 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1630 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 6 is here! Aren’t you excited? It would have been up sooner if I didn’t hate proofreading so much…
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Gossip
Kakashi sighed as he eased into the wooden chair at one of his favorite eateries. He had trained hard the entire morning, pushing himself more than usual and only now was he allowing himself to relax, settling down with his trusty book amid the bustle of lunch eating patrons around him.
He had to pull a new volume from his collection to carry with him today since he had misplaced the last one, and though it was regrettable, he had been planning on replacing it soon anyways, not to mention he had read through that particular book enough to have most of it memorized. So today, he flipped open a copy of Icha Icha Tactics, the green cover signaling a change from the usual orange.
It was barely past noon and all ready his body felt heavy with fatigue. He really needed to be careful how far he pushed himself. He wasn’t as young as he once was, his sore muscles a constant reminder of that fact. And yet, Kakashi knew exactly why he had thrown himself into his morning training with reckless abandon.
It was to do something, anything, to get his mind off of HER.
A pretty young waitress came to his table, delivering the green tea he had ordered. She flashed him a smile that was really quite striking before hurrying over to another table.
Why couldn’t a girl like her become infatuated with him instead of the loud mouthed kunoichi? Though she was still a little young for him, she at last was not the best friend of one of his former students, and he guessed she wasn’t sneaky, aggressive or manipulative either.
The Copy ninja sighed and pulled down his mask just long enough for him to take a sip of his tea, enjoying the feel of the hot liquid running down his throat and warming his stomach.
It was obvious that he couldn’t stand Ino. She was annoying beyond comprehension and yet, yesterday, he had been so close, so very close to giving in to her. Apparently she was a lot more dangerous than he had originally thought, her talents extending past that of just spreading misguided rumors. When she put her mind to it, she was quite the seductress, one that even a seasoned shinobi like himself had a hard time turning down.
And while he may have managed to keep his hands off of her, she had successfully implanted herself in his mind so deeply that even his subconscious was focused on her. Kakashi recalled the memory of waking up this morning, finding his boxers glued to the side of his leg by the remains of a VERY good dream the previous night, a dream that no doubt featured the blonde kunoichi. He only remembered bits and pieces of what went on, but he had enough fragments to piece together an erotic scene of the sassy little blonde gagged, blindfolded and handcuffed to his bed while he paid her back for tempting him yesterday, making her moan loud enough that the sounds could still be heard through the muffling fabric tied across her mouth.
Kakashi allowed himself to ponder over the dream. Was that really what he wanted to do with her? Tie her down and have his way with her? No doubt he would love to see her gagged any day of the week. It would be a blessing to the world if she was rendered incapable of speech, but to make her truly helpless and ravage her? He didn’t understand his own mind’s workings.
Yes she had a killer body and a pretty face, but so did countless other kunoichi he had come across and none of them left such a lasting impression. Even some of the kunoichis that had attempted to seduce him, whether for the sake of a mission or simply to have a little fun, had not been able to emblaze their visage on the back of his eyelids so deeply. So why? Why had this annoying little brat been able to worm her way into his mind and take up residence when he believed he wanted nothing to do with her?
The shinobi didn’t know, and thinking about it was making his head hurt so he resigned himself to sipping his tea and reading his book, trying to put a certain blonde woman out of his head.
All seemed to be going well until a figured pulled out the chair across from him and took a seat. Slowly, Kakashi lowered the book from in front of his face, dreading what would be waiting for him on the other side.
“Hey there Kakashi. I saw you reading that book of yours from a mile away and figured you could use a little human company for a change.”
The masked man breathed a sigh of relief when he discovered the person that had taken up residence at his table was his senbon sucking friend and not a certain persistent purple clad blonde.
“Hello Genma.” The Copy ninja said, giving a nod in the man’s direction.
“I never saw you again after you left for the john the other night. What happened?” the brown haired shinobi said around the metal object protruding from his mouth.
Kakashi rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, giving his friend an eye crease. “Sorry about that. Extenuating circumstances dictated that I call it an early night. Besides, you looked pretty busy yourself by the time I left.”
Genma settled back in his chair and crossed his arms across his chest. He probably would have been pouting if his lips weren’t already occupied with the senbon.
“Yeah well, in the end she thought that repaying a man for buying her drinks all night meant a peck on the cheek before high tailing it out of there.”
“That’s probably for the best.” Kakashi said, smirking under his mask. “The last thing you need is another STD.”
Genma rolled his eyes, switching the oversized toothpick to the other corner of his mouth. “Yeah well, we all can’t be lady killers like you there buddy. I don’t keep half of my face covered like you do, but maybe I should start. Women seem to like that mysterious thing you have going on.”
A grin spread across his lips as he leaned in towards his silver haired friend.
“Speaking of ladies, was she any good?”
“What?” Kakashi asked, fighting to keep his face neutral even though his heart skipped a beat. What did he mean “she”? Had he found out about Ino? If he had then it must be all over the village right now. Sometimes Genma was just as hot for gossip as the blonde if the tidbits of information were juicy enough and involved sex.
“The woman you left with the other night. The “extenuating circumstance” you were talking about was a woman wasn’t it?”
The masked shinobi tried not to let the relief show on his face and remained impassive as he responded.
“No, there was no woman. Every one of them in the bar that night was a local and you know my policy…although I was feeling desperate enough I might have made an exception.”
Genma reached across the table to clap his friend on the shoulder encouragingly.
“Don’t worry man. I’m sure you’ll get some soon. Maybe Tsunade will send you on a mission somewhere where you can seduce all the women you want without strings attached.
A mission. Yes, that’s exactly what Kakashi needed right now, to be sent to a far away place where that evil temptress would be out of sight and out of mind. Then he could finally focus on his job without distractions and maybe, once the job was done, satisfy his cravings for female flesh so fully that he wouldn’t give her a second glance when he got back to Konoha.
Unfortunately for him, the majority of the missions that had been coming in during this peaceful period were C and D ranked and given to genins and some of the less experienced chuunins. Higher ranked ninja like himself had been free of late to brush up on their training and techniques but as of right now, Kakashi was less than grateful for the break.
Focusing back on the man across from him, the Copy nin noticed his eyes slide away from his face and focus on the street behind him. From the way they moved slowly from left to right, Kakashi guessed he was tracking someone’s movement, and knowing Genma, it was probably a woman.
He picked up his forgotten tea and took a sip before asking, “Who is it this time?”
“Ayame Ichiraku.” The senbon sucker breathed, his eyes taking on a lecherous glint as he continued to follow her movements.
Kakashi chuckled and shook his head. “Give it up Genma. She may be nice to look at but she’s too smart to get involved with the likes of you. Hell, every woman in Konoha knows better by now.”
Genma dragged his eyes back to his friend and gave him a wink. “Maybe, but nobody ever got anything by giving up. See you later Kakashi.”
The Copy ninja held up his hand in a silent farewell as the man and his senbon hurried out to the street, no doubt to track down and attempt to charm the pretty young daughter of Konoha’s best ramen shop.
As soon as his womanizing friend was out of sight, Kakashi flipped open his book and was soon engrossed in another world. He was just aware enough to notice a presence lingering behind him and the jounin smiled beneath his mask. It appeared that Genma had struck out quickly this time.
“Back already are you?” he chuckled without lifting his eyes from his book.
The presence circled around and pulled out the chair across from him, the wooden legs scraping loudly on the floor. Even then Kakashi didn’t look up from his book until he heard a familiar feminine voice.
“You know I can’t stay away from you Kakashi sensei.”
No, no this was NOT happening. Hey prayed that his ears were playing tricks on him and it was in fact Sakura or some other female friend sitting across from him, but even as he slowly lowered the book from in front of his face, he knew exactly what he would find.
The aqua eyes girl sat across from him, legs crossed, chin cupped in her palm as she gazed demurely at him.
The older shinobi glanced around nervously. The eatery was still packed with people eating lunch. He didn’t want anyone to see him with the blonde ninja and get the wrong idea about them but everyone seemed to go about their business without giving the two of them a second glance.
“What do YOU want?” he asked, unable to keep the hostility out of his voice. “Shouldn’t you be in a hospital somewhere bringing dead fish back to life?”
Ino stuck her tongue out at him, an act that was childish but somehow mildly adorable at the same time.
“I’ve graduating past reviving dead fish, thank you very much. And no, I happen to have the day off from the hospital.”
“So you decided to spend it stalking me?” Kakashi grumbled, bringing his book in front of his face again like a barrier. Maybe if he made it obvious he found romance novels more interesting than her, she would go away.
“I’m not stalking you. I just happen to be passing by and I saw you here. It’s not my fault you’re always in the same place I am.”
Though he could not see her from behind his book, Kakashi could tell she was pouting, and while he usually did not find pouting particularly attractive, her lips had looked full and delectable when her voice had taken on that same tone yesterday.
“I don’t know how Sakura put up with you all those years. It seems like you’d be impossible to get along with.
“I get along with Sakura because she has grown up to be level headed, rational, reasonable and above all things mature; everything you’re not. So yes, I suppose it would be impossible for us to get along so why don’t you give up and leave me alone.”
He was hoping his remark would anger her enough to make her leave in disgust but instead she only giggled. The Copy nin rolled his visible eye skyward and wondered what the hell he had done to deserve this. He was sure whatever gods resided up there were probably laughing hard enough to split a seam right now. Couldn’t she just take a damn hint already? He wanted nothing to do with her!
“I know you’re not that old yet, but from the way you talk, you sound like a grumpy old man.”
“Maybe I am.”
“I know you’re not.”
Apparently, having a book obscuring his face from her didn’t seem to faze her. Maybe she would get a clue if pretended not to listen at all.
“Sakura says you can actually be quite agreeable if you put your mind to it.”
“Hmm.” Was all Kakashi mumbled, pretended to be very into his book.
“Maybe you wouldn’t mind showing me that side of you once in a while.”
“Hmm.”
“I could make it worth your while…” Ino added suggestively, leaning in a little closer.
“Hmm.” Kakashi responded, proud that his tone still sounded bored even if her provocative offer made his pulse jump.
The blonde sighed in exasperation, trying to keep the vein on her forehead from throbbing angrily. What was with this guy? The only other man she had met that could shut her out like this was Shikamaru, but she had learned to be civil with him for the sake of the missions they had been assigned to together. His laziness made him unattractive to her and she never really pursued him, but the Copy ninja was a totally different story. He fascinated her and she wanted more of what she had tasted in the bar that other night, especially after he had told her she couldn’t have it. But god dammit, did he have to be so infuriating?
Ino reached across the table and pressed down on the book, lowering the visual barrier between them.
“Are you always this annoying or just to the women that you’re avoiding?”
Kakashi stared at her blankly.
“If I answer ‘yes’, will it make you go away?”
“No.”
The silver haired man dropped his eyes back down to the book that was currently open on the table, not saying another word to the kunoichi in front of him.
Ino was ready to grab that stupid green book from him and shred it into confetti, that is until she got an idea.
Propping her chin on interlaced fingers, she regarded Kakashi quizzically.
“Really Kakashi, you’re behavior makes me wonder. What kind of hot blooded man would ignore the affections of a woman like myself?”
“A moral one.” The shinobi answered simply without looking up.
“You know, I don’t think that’s it at all.” The blonde said with a smile. “I think you’re afraid.”
“Why would I be afraid?” he scoffed, finally raising one coal black eye to meet hers of aquamarine.
Inwardly, Ino was cackling gleefully. She had cast her line and he was dumb enough to bite.
“I think you’re afraid you would be in over your head, that an old man like you wouldn’t be able to keep up…”
“I thought you said I wasn’t an old man.” Kakashi grumbled.
“You know what I mean.” Ino smiled, quirking an eyebrow as if to challenge him. “Admit it, I intimidate you.”
At this, Kakashi looked at her incredulously before answering, “I assure you Ino that you don’t intimidate me. Annoy me, yes, but not intimidate.”
“Really?” the blonde purred. “Not even a little?”
As she leaned forward, Kakashi nearly jumped out of his seat as he felt her foot rub sensuously along the inside of his calf. Obviously, she had kicked off her sandals some time during the conversation.
“Ino, stop it.” He hissed, shooting her a poisonous look as she managed to push up his pant leg a little so she could feet his skin against hers. “What if somebody sees?”
“Let them look.” Ino smiled devilishly. “But honestly you’re too paranoid. Relax. No one is going to notice.”
Kakashi tried not to squirm in his seat as he felt her leg glide along his, the smooth texture of her freshly shaven skin feeling so good against his body. She moved against him slowly, deliberately, making sure he felt every inch of her muscled leg against him.
Kakashi inwardly groaned. Her flesh was soft and warm and he ached to take her someplace away from the hustle of the restaurant and uncover the rest of her body so he could explore it at his leisure.
Her teal eyes held him captive, her desire for him was obvious as she continued to rub against him. It was easy to imagine their bodies utilizing that same suggestive rhythm for an entirely different activity and once again fragmented images of his dream came rushing back to him.
She had been sexy enough yesterday in her so-called “swimwear”, but the thought of the overbearing blonde succumbing to him as he tasted and teased her flesh was far too alluring. Then again, she seemed to know a thing or two about the art of seduction and he was curious to see if she had the moves to back it up once she actually got him in bed. Maybe he’d let her take the reigns for a while and ride him until—
Kakashi shook his head as if coming out of a trance. What the hell was he thinking? This was Ino, not some simple fling he could walk away from in a far away village. He would have to face her the next day after whatever they did, and if her current behavior continued, he’d have to face her EVERYDAY. Besides, a loud mouth like her would no doubt blab every detail of their intimate experience to anyone and everyone willing to listen. He imagined that wouldn’t go over real well when the word finally reached Tsunade’s ears.
He tried to move away from the blonde’s enticing limbs, but with the tight confides of the small table, he had nowhere to go.
“Ino, I’m serious. Knock it off!” He growled threateningly, growing further annoyed as her eyes only widened in feigned innocence.
“But Kakashi sensei, my feet are cold.” She pouted. “And you’re so nice and warm.”
“Bullshit. It’s blazing hot outside.”
“I have bad circulation. It’s a curse.” The blonde said flippantly, her innocent smile turning devilish as her leg moved to rub just above his knee.
“Bad circulation my ass.” Kakashi muttered under his breath. If she wanted bad circulation, he could fix that. He was sure a kunai or two shoved up her—
“More tea for you sir?”
The pretty young waitress had returned to the table and was now looking at the Copy nin expectantly. He swallowed the curse he had been ready to spit at the devious woman across from him and was about to respond when Ino’s foot slid up much higher than simply his knee.
“No thank you, I’m fine.” Kakashi chocked out, trying desperately to sound normal despite the female foot stroking his skin through the fabric of his pants very high up on his thigh.
“And you miss?” the girl said, turning to Ino.
“No thank you.” She answered casually, betraying nothing that was going on under the table.
The waitress nodded and left and immediately Kakashi delivered a quick kick to the invasive leg beneath the table.
“Ow! What was that for?”
Ino rubbed at her wounded ankle with her palm, shooting the man across from her an accusing glance.
“You know damn well what it was for.” Kakashi growled, narrowing his single eye at her.
The damned devil woman had weakened his resolve once again. Why did he keep considering breaking his ‘no locals’ rule for her, the friend of his student? She should be one of the last women in all of Konoha that he would consider sleeping with, and yet, he couldn’t deny that he desperately wanted her naked and pinned beneath him. However, he had no intention of letting things go any further than just mental images. He would NOT be manipulated by her.
Before he had a chance to open his mouth and tell her so, Ino shot her foot out and placed it directly between his legs, applying a pressure firm enough to make him nervous but not enough to hurt…yet.
It took all of Kakashi’s self control not to yelp. Her foot connecting with his crotch was unexpected to say the least and it would take minimal effort on her part to cause him extreme amounts of pain. However, as she began to wriggle her foot around slowly, he couldn’t deny that it actually felt kind of nice, and it probably would have felt better if he didn’t fear his manhood being crushed at any moment. However, the last thing he wanted to do was encourage the obnoxious blonde with a hard on caused by her ministrations.
He scooted his chair back until her foot fell away, her leg not long enough to reach any further.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Kakashi scowled, fighting to keep his voice from rising. He couldn’t believe she’d be so brash as to pull something like that in a public place in restaurant that didn’t even have tablecloths to cover her actions!
“What’s the matter?” Ino asked innocently. “Too much for you to handle?”
The masked jounin had had just about all he could take of Ino’s antics and that cutting remark sent him over the edge.
Standing abruptly, he snatched his book off the table and jammed it into his kunai pouch.
“Ino, I am leaving now and if you have any sense of self preservation at all, you will not follow me.”
Before she could think of a witty comeback or devise a plan to tail him, he was gone. Despite her disappointment at once again failing to ensnare the Copy nin, she couldn’t help but smile. He was weakening, she could sense it. His anger and hurried exit proved it. All she needed was to land one strong hit on those barriers that he had constructed around himself and his defenses would come tumbling down, and hopefully that would mean she would be tumbling into his bed.
Ino slipped her bare foot back into her sandal and sighed. Just as she pushed back her chair to leave, the waitress came back to the table and left the bill. The vein that the blonde had been carefully keeping in check suddenly pulsed violently, becoming prominent on her smooth forehead. How dare that bastard not only turn her down, but then leave her with HIS check!
Well, all would be repaid if things went her way and she would make sure he would squirm a little just for this. Ino pulled some cash out of her wallet which she had fortunately brought along and tossed it on the table.
As she emerged from the restaurant into the Konoha sunshine, Ino found herself actually feeling more confident in her ability to seduce the famous Copy ninja. She just had to formulate the perfect plan that would leave him with no means of escape. As she began to walk home, the beginnings on an idea began to come together in her mind. It had something to do with that book she had picked up yesterday. She should probably return that to him soon. She wouldn’t want him missing it now would she?
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More kudos to Serrenana for helping me with witty dialogue. PLEASE review this if you liked it because if nobody gives me feedback I’ll assume no one is bothering to read it and will focus my energy on other things…like school papers.
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