One Day at a Time

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Day Eleven: Salt in the Wound

Sakura was finally brought back to the room she shared with Kakashi in the middle of the night, near the wee hours of the morning. Seeing that she stood immobile next to the door, the jonin got to his feet to make his way over to her to assess the new damage done to her poor body. The strong scent that assaulted his nose almost had him tripping over his feet in the process. There was no denying what it was, no matter how hard he wanted just ignore it and act as if it had never happened.

He stood before her for several seconds, observing her face and her eyes which were glued to the floor, obstinate to avoid his. His calloused hands came up to cup her cheeks tenderly, tilting her head back so she had no choice but to look at him. Her beautiful emerald eyes were filled with anger and what was most likely shame.

"Sakura..." He breathed out as he pressed his forehead to hers. He was at a loss for words, searching desperately for the right ones that would hopefully comfort her.

"I seduced one of them." She said, stating the fact as if they were talking about something casual.

"I don't care how it happened." He replied bluntly, feeling trickles of pain stab at him. She didn't need to explain. Whatever she had done, however it had happened, what mattered to the jonin was that she hadn't wanted it.

This seemed to steal the words from her mouth. He pulled her into a tight embrace, burying his nose in her hair with his hand rubbing her back gently while the other rested on her lower back. Silence remained for a while, only disturbed by Sakura's shaky breathing
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"Did he hurt you?" His question went unanswered by his pink-haired friend. Her hands applied pressure to his chest, forcing him to back up until his naked back touched the cold wall. His eyes never left hers, observing her closely as her fingers dragged down his chest slowly, raising a few goosegumps. There was a small smile on her lips as she did this, seemingly enjoying this little exploration of his body. Once her fingers bypassed his navel, she pressed her palm flat against his hard stomach before going all the way back up to his collarbone, where his own hand stopped her movement. He already missed her touch, but there was no time for him to worry about such a selfish desire.

"Sakura, answer me." He let out, his fingers wrapping tighter around her small hand as worry began to build up in him.

"You don't need to worry about me." She replied hastily before pushing him down in a sitting position. She wasn't long to join him, placing herself in his lap and her hands back on his chest. Her eyes still wouldn't meet his, instead focusing on her hands as they caressed him carefully. She seemed to particularly like running her fingers from the top of his stomach down to just below his belly button. She repeated that motion a few times, each time going painfully slow.

"What are you doing?" He loved what she did to him, the weight of her felt just right on his thighs, but he couldn't bring himself to appreciate her seductive attention. It only raised more questions in his mind about what exactly they had done to her, why she was acting so strange. She had never outright flirted or touched him, this was coming out of nowhere.

"Appreciating a fine specimen of a man." The words rolled off her lips so smoothly it sent shivers down his spine. Since when was Sakura a confident seductress?

"Stop." His order came out flat, maybe lacking a little in firmness.

"No." But her answer surely didn't.

She bent down to place soft kisses to the base of his neck, slowly going down as far as her neck would allow in her position, pressing her bottom harder against him the lower she went. Kakashi had to take a deep breath to ignore the little sparks it sent down his back and back up.

"I said stop, Sakura." His voice held more of a warning this time.

"What will you do if I don't?" Her response had taken him aback. What had gotten into her?

"Am I hurting you?" She questionned when he failed to reply.

"No."

"Would I hurt you if I continued?" She added, finally locking her gaze with his. The intensity of her eyes, of how she watched him, waiting for his reaction, made his breath catch in his throat. Those incredible eyes trailed down his chest to between them, at the physical manifestion of the effect she had on him and that she without a doubt felt against her thigh.

"No." He repeated after a long silence. He wasn't able to take his eyes off hers as they returned to his face. He watched her with careful curiosity as he waited for her to move, to do something, anything.
"There's your answer. I got what I wanted."

He was rooted to the spot as she removed herself from him, going to sit across him at the other end of the room instead. His thoughts raised a tornado in his mind as he tried to sort through what had just happened and what she had just said. She hadn't been hurt? She did say that had seduced one of them, so he could only assume she received valuable answers from him. But this little encounter with the feisty kunoichi nonetheless left him unable to move. This was a side to her he had never seen before.


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