Underneath the Underneath
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
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Adult ++
Chapters:
8
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1,479
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4
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Courting by Means of Breakfast
Note: Thanks again to asuka02redeva for getting me started on this story and continuing to give me suggestions and support, and thanks to everyone else who has left kind and positive reviews, encouraging me to continue on, notably Solea and aikoni with their PM’s of their own helpful suggestions. I’m trying to be good and update quickly, if only to make sure I keep this story going and complete this thing!
Chapter 2-Courting By Means of Breakfast
“Sakura! I didn’t imagine to see you here so early much less ever again after what happened last night!” Taka said as he pulled Sakura into his tight embrace. Sakura squeezed him back, having missed him just as much.
“About that…I just really, really needed to apologize for my cousin’s actions last night! He can be really overprotective sometimes.” Sakura said, looking up at him and pleading with her eyes for forgiveness.
“Well, isn’t that the understatement of the century!” Taka laughed out loud and Sakura found herself laughing with him.
“I just honestly don’t know what came over Kakashi!” Sakura exclaimed. “And to think we were having such a wonderful evening and then he had to go and ruin it for us!”
“Well, if I didn’t know any better,” Taka smirked, “I’d say he was jealous.”
“Ew, Taka! How could you say that?! He’s my cousin!” Sakura said aghast.
“Just saying that’s what it felt like. Puts ‘kissing cousins’ into a whole other meaning…” Taka trailed off.
“Ugh, Taka! Stop it already!” Sakura said and playfully pushed against his chest.
“And stop you from squirming? Never! You look so adorable when you squirm!” Taka teased and to his utter enjoyment, Sakura’s face turned a bright shade of red in embarrassment. But being the gentleman that he was, Taka changed the subject to make her feel comfortable again. “Have you had breakfast yet, Sakura? I was just about to have some out on the patio and was wondering if you’d like to join me.”
“I would love that!” Sakura said, her eyes lighting up again.
“Shall we then?” Taka smiled at her and offered his arm for her to take.
“With pleasure!” Sakura smiled and entwined her arm into his, letting him lead and weave her through his father’s mansion and out towards the tree-shaded patio at the back.
Upon seeing the breakfast table, Sakura’s breath was taken away, for on the simple, round, white clothed table lay an array of the most delectable looking assortment of breakfast foods, from fluffy white pancakes with powdered sugar, whip cream, and strawberries, to croissants with a crisp, flaky outer shell. Sakura salivated at the delicious smells and the beautiful layout.
“Do you eat like this all the time?” Sakura asked bewildered while Taka politely pulled out her white, wrought iron chair for her before taking his own.
“Doesn’t everybody?” Taka asked.
Sakura laughed, thinking that he was joking, but when she looked into Taka’s completely serious face, Sakura’s grin almost immediately faded. “Are you serious?”
“Completely.”
“Geez, Taka! What kind of childhood did you have?!”
“A privileged one?” Taka said in a small voice and Sakura couldn’t help but laugh at him again.
And so, this was how Sakura’s morning went, simply enjoying the company of her very handsome, very sweet, if not very over-privileged companion, completely forgetting about the previous night’s course of events and Taka’s recent comment about Kakashi being jealous …
At this precise moment, in a rundown motel room, a groggy Kakashi rubbed at his eyes having had a rough night’s sleep. At first, he couldn’t even fall asleep with his mind playing and replaying what had happened earlier that night like a broken record. And then, when he finally did fall asleep hours after he had actually gone to bed, Kakashi’s dreams were full of images of a naked Sakura below him, above him, up against a wall, and in every other sensual position associated to kama sutra. It was of no surprise then, when Kakashi woke up alone in his bed only to find his sheets badly stained. Kakashi covered his eyes with his hands in frustration not knowing what to do. His body was betraying him in every possible way…mentally, physically, psychologically. And yet the woman who was the cause for all this strife was completely oblivious. The only thing she seemed to know at this moment was that he was an idiot who almost ruined their mission for apparently no good reason and that he deserved to have his balls ripped out for questioning her abilities as a ninja.
What have I done? Kakashi groaned.
But then little by little, a plan began to formulate in his mind as to how to win Sakura back, and it all began with breakfast. That’s it! He would surprise her in a romantic gesture of breakfast in bed in the guise of a peace offering. He would go to the local market, get her all her favorite foods, and even buy a flower to put in a small vase upon her tray.
Kakashi jumped out of bed flowing with excitement and motivation when something white by the crack of his door caught his eye. Kakashi walked bare footed towards it and picked it up. As Kakashi read the note, his face transformed from surprise, to disappointment, to anger. Kakashi crumpled the paper in his hand then proceeded to hurriedly dress himself. His excitement and motivation renewed after reading the note, but for different reasons altogether, for on the white note Sakura had written:
Left early to meet up with Taka. Will be back in time for tonight. Please don’t follow, Kakashi. I can take care of myself. Sakura.
Fully dressed, Kakashi threw the crumpled ball of paper into the trash and ran out the door with every intention to completely ignore his partner’s request.
To be continued…
Chapter 2-Courting By Means of Breakfast
“Sakura! I didn’t imagine to see you here so early much less ever again after what happened last night!” Taka said as he pulled Sakura into his tight embrace. Sakura squeezed him back, having missed him just as much.
“About that…I just really, really needed to apologize for my cousin’s actions last night! He can be really overprotective sometimes.” Sakura said, looking up at him and pleading with her eyes for forgiveness.
“Well, isn’t that the understatement of the century!” Taka laughed out loud and Sakura found herself laughing with him.
“I just honestly don’t know what came over Kakashi!” Sakura exclaimed. “And to think we were having such a wonderful evening and then he had to go and ruin it for us!”
“Well, if I didn’t know any better,” Taka smirked, “I’d say he was jealous.”
“Ew, Taka! How could you say that?! He’s my cousin!” Sakura said aghast.
“Just saying that’s what it felt like. Puts ‘kissing cousins’ into a whole other meaning…” Taka trailed off.
“Ugh, Taka! Stop it already!” Sakura said and playfully pushed against his chest.
“And stop you from squirming? Never! You look so adorable when you squirm!” Taka teased and to his utter enjoyment, Sakura’s face turned a bright shade of red in embarrassment. But being the gentleman that he was, Taka changed the subject to make her feel comfortable again. “Have you had breakfast yet, Sakura? I was just about to have some out on the patio and was wondering if you’d like to join me.”
“I would love that!” Sakura said, her eyes lighting up again.
“Shall we then?” Taka smiled at her and offered his arm for her to take.
“With pleasure!” Sakura smiled and entwined her arm into his, letting him lead and weave her through his father’s mansion and out towards the tree-shaded patio at the back.
Upon seeing the breakfast table, Sakura’s breath was taken away, for on the simple, round, white clothed table lay an array of the most delectable looking assortment of breakfast foods, from fluffy white pancakes with powdered sugar, whip cream, and strawberries, to croissants with a crisp, flaky outer shell. Sakura salivated at the delicious smells and the beautiful layout.
“Do you eat like this all the time?” Sakura asked bewildered while Taka politely pulled out her white, wrought iron chair for her before taking his own.
“Doesn’t everybody?” Taka asked.
Sakura laughed, thinking that he was joking, but when she looked into Taka’s completely serious face, Sakura’s grin almost immediately faded. “Are you serious?”
“Completely.”
“Geez, Taka! What kind of childhood did you have?!”
“A privileged one?” Taka said in a small voice and Sakura couldn’t help but laugh at him again.
And so, this was how Sakura’s morning went, simply enjoying the company of her very handsome, very sweet, if not very over-privileged companion, completely forgetting about the previous night’s course of events and Taka’s recent comment about Kakashi being jealous …
At this precise moment, in a rundown motel room, a groggy Kakashi rubbed at his eyes having had a rough night’s sleep. At first, he couldn’t even fall asleep with his mind playing and replaying what had happened earlier that night like a broken record. And then, when he finally did fall asleep hours after he had actually gone to bed, Kakashi’s dreams were full of images of a naked Sakura below him, above him, up against a wall, and in every other sensual position associated to kama sutra. It was of no surprise then, when Kakashi woke up alone in his bed only to find his sheets badly stained. Kakashi covered his eyes with his hands in frustration not knowing what to do. His body was betraying him in every possible way…mentally, physically, psychologically. And yet the woman who was the cause for all this strife was completely oblivious. The only thing she seemed to know at this moment was that he was an idiot who almost ruined their mission for apparently no good reason and that he deserved to have his balls ripped out for questioning her abilities as a ninja.
What have I done? Kakashi groaned.
But then little by little, a plan began to formulate in his mind as to how to win Sakura back, and it all began with breakfast. That’s it! He would surprise her in a romantic gesture of breakfast in bed in the guise of a peace offering. He would go to the local market, get her all her favorite foods, and even buy a flower to put in a small vase upon her tray.
Kakashi jumped out of bed flowing with excitement and motivation when something white by the crack of his door caught his eye. Kakashi walked bare footed towards it and picked it up. As Kakashi read the note, his face transformed from surprise, to disappointment, to anger. Kakashi crumpled the paper in his hand then proceeded to hurriedly dress himself. His excitement and motivation renewed after reading the note, but for different reasons altogether, for on the white note Sakura had written:
Left early to meet up with Taka. Will be back in time for tonight. Please don’t follow, Kakashi. I can take care of myself. Sakura.
Fully dressed, Kakashi threw the crumpled ball of paper into the trash and ran out the door with every intention to completely ignore his partner’s request.
To be continued…