Peaceful Waters

OK, I am slightly dismayed at the fact that despite my best efforts to write a oneshot I have unwittingly come up with a plot. Yes an actual freaking plot that will go on for god knows how many chapters. I may do this in two different stories, this being the first(obviously). This means however that I will be going back and forth between my first plot filled story Growing up Sakura and this one so I don’t know what to tell you to expect about updates. I’ve put that one on hold for far to long not to be cruel. Also in case anyone cares I have a fan art up on deviant art under my name Jaderaven for my other Genma fic As Long As We’re Together We’ll Never Be Apart, and my Growing up Sakura story. Not great I know but the best I can do. I may even color them properly someday. If anyone had any fan art from my stories or any Genma art period please let me know! Anyway on with the story!


Sakura woke with a start as someone pounded loudly on the door.


”Mmm, so annoying,” she mumbled moving to roll over and instead slipping on the slick bottom of the bathtub causing her to slid head and face under the water waking her completely. She came back up sputtering calling “WHAT!”


“Sakura-chan! You said you’d come eat with us! It’s 5:30! We’re going to eat altogether at six are you done yet!” Naruto called his voice loud enough to be heard clearly through the door unlike his dark brooding counterpart.


“Yes! Yeah sure I’ll be ready! I’ll see you guys there ok?” Sakura called running her hand through her wet hair and attempting to come back to herself.


“Ok!” Naruto called cheerfully turning away and running back to his cottage to get ready.


“Shit, I fell asleep,” Sakura thought irritated, the water was now quite cold and not at all pleasant, not to mention the fact that she was incredibly pruny.


She washed off quickly, released the water and wrapped up once again in her robe. She left the bathroom only to realize that she had absolutely nothing clean to wear to dinner. She had brought a very limited wardrobe for their mission, namely one Jounin vest, two dark blue Jounin shirts, two dark blue pants, one nightshirt and pants and undergarments. The clothes she had on yesterday were disgusting. The ones she had in her pack were worse. She had planned to do some washing after her bath but her little nap had put an end to that. The problem was she knew the boys’ clothes were at least as bad as hers and she doubted many of them had done laundry. Defiantly not Naruto, Kakashi was a mystery as ever, Sasuke most likely but he would let her wear his clothes when hell froze over, or he warmed up. Neither was going to happen anytime soon. Maybe Neji had had clothes cleaned however he might have been on her team this time around but she still didn’t feel comfortable enough to ask him for his clothes. Beside he was quite tall and she’d wind up looking like a doll. Maybe Sai had done laundry. His stupid little half shirts might actually fit her too. Making a decision she headed out of the cabin in her robe in search of the emotionless artist.


Walking out of her cottage and over towards the annoying threesomes’ she spotted Sai sitting in the back courtyard sketching the scenery. She quickly walked over to him and gave him a quick wave to get his attention.


“Sai can I ask a favor of you,” she requested holding her robe together tighter with her right hand.


“Sure Perky,” Sai replied absently continuing to sketch.


“If you’ve done some laundry can I borrow- wait . . . Did you just call me Perky?” Sakura asked wondering where Ugly Dog had gone to.


“I try to nickname people based on their characteristics, having always seen you in your shinobi or medics outfit I felt Ugly Dog to be most appropriate. I have since changed my opinion given new evidence presented to me yesterday while you healed that ninja,” Sai informed her not stopping his sketch.


“What? You? You mean when I was-” Sakura started dumbfounded.


“Naked. Yes. You are actually quite symmetrical and shapely. I feel the nickname Perky pertains to both your breasts and your personality so I have decided for this to be your new nickname,” Sai answered her fixing a smile on his face as he looked up at her waiting to see if she’d attack.


“Well . . . Thanks. I guess. . . ,” Sakura answered dumbfounded and, startling even her, quite flattered. At least one guy on her team didn’t mind seeing her naked body. Coming back to why she was here looking for him in the first place she began again with. “But what I came to ask you for Sai was to see if you have any clean clothes I can borrow to wear to dinner since mine are still dirty.”


“Sure. We all sent out our laundry this morning,” Sai replied adding the finishing touches to his sketch and getting up to retrieve the clothes for her. “I trust you have you own undergarments? I don’t have a bra but I really don’t think you need one, at least right now. I hear that breasts of your size can begin to sag fairy quickly but-”


“NO I’m fine in that department,” Sakura answered testily. Would it ever be possible to have a conversation with Sai that didn’t end horribly?


Sai disappeared into the cottage for several minutes returning with a freshly cleaned short black shirt of the type he always wore and a pair of black pants.


“I don’t have a belt but I do have some ninja wire you can use,” Sai offered. “Although I wouldn’t mind your pants falling down so I can get a full view of you again. I think I may need to do some sketches of’-”


“Leave that kind of sketching to Jiraiya-sama please!” Sakura groaned blushing fiercely as she grabbed the garments and made her way quickly back to her room.


Sai just shrugged watching her leave, wondering when he could get in touch with Jiraiya to sketch Sakura for him.


Sakura closed the door to her room and removed her robe, using it to towel her hair off a bit more. She walked over to the wardrobe and looked through her laundry. She had one pair of clean underwear that she had set aside for emergencies such as these, but despite what she had told Sai she was out of clean bras. Instead she dug into her medical kit for some bindings. Taking a clue from Ino she wrapped herself similarly starting at her hips and working upwards to her breasts, effectively binding and concealing. She then pulled on Sai’s shirt enjoying the scent of the fabric softener the hotel used. The shirt fit her nicely leaving only her wrapped lower belly exposed instead of most of her stomach like it did on Sai. She pulled on his black pants next. They were big but thanks to Sai’s slim hips and her decently womanly ones they managed to stay on without the need of a belt. They were long, however once she slipped on her high heeled Kunochi boots they draped nicely. Feeling refreshed and hungry Sakura started out the door until she realized she had forgotten one itsy bitsy teeny weeny detail.


“Oh my GOD I didn’t check on GENMA!” she squeaked running to his room and knocking politely on the door.


When she got no answer she let herself in, relieved to see that he was in fact still alive. He did not look to well though. She hurried over to his prone form sprawled bonelessly on his stomach covering the entire bed. He was wearing only his underwear, his shirt lying in a heap on the floor. She gently reached out to feel his cheek and cursed quietly when she felt how cold he was. The man was ice. She was just about to remover her hand when in one startling quick movement and a loud girlishly silly squeak she found herself thrown onto the bed with Genma on top of her his hand at her throat cutting off both air and blood supply. She was so startled she was struggling to recover herself. She was just about to harness her chakra when she suddenly found Genma gone, Kakashi having pulled the man off of her and onto the side of the bed. She felt relieved but a little peeved as Kakashi didn’t even ask her how she was until she noticed that the senbon chewer’s eyes were still closed. He was still asleep. Kakashi was holding the senbon chewers hands above his head with one hand as he gently slapped his face with the other.


“Sakura how long have you been a medic? You should know better then to come unprepared on a sleeping ninja, especially one who’s recovering from an attack,” Kakashi reprimanded as he continued to try to wake up the straining shinobi.


“Well! But he! I mean I! . . . I’m sorry I don’t know what I was thinking. Here let me,” Sakura said blushing as she gathered her chakra and placed her hand over Genma’s chest moving her healing waves into the Jounin gently waking him and checking on his status.


Genma blinked slowly all tension going out of his body as he became aware of his surroundings. “Kakashi? Sakura? What? What happened to your neck? Why are you holding me down?”


“Oh,” Sakura began, moving her hand to her throat to sense her injuries and healing the bruise, “I’m so sorry Genma-san, I must have startled you in your sleep.”


“I did that to you?” Genma asked concerned looking to Kakashi for verification. At Kakashi’s cool nod Genma blushed fiercely contrasting with the rather pale sickly cast of his skin. “I’m so sorry, I haven’t done that in year, usually I can sense threats better than . . .I should have recognized your chakra. I must be worse off then I thought.”


“Oh Genma-san I can’t expect you to remember my chakra signature. I mean we only saw each other now and then in the Hokage tower and that was years ago. And last night surely wasn’t-” Sakura began trying to be reassuring.


“You don’t understand. I never forget. That’s part of my specialty. Part of why . . .” Genma trailed off frustrated.


“Genma’s an assassin Sakura. One of the finest in Konoha, or anywhere,” Kakashi informed her.


“I always remember, if I choked you it means I was so deeply asleep I couldn’t sense chakra at all,” Genma frowned.


“You were very seriously injured, what did you expect?” Sakura asked eyebrows lowering as she began to get annoyed, “You men are all alike. You think just because I heal you, you’re really better and ready to run. My Chakra is only part of it. Healing uses a lot of your own chakra and body’s resources.”


“Hmph,” Genma pouted looking away from the medic as Kakashi just rolled his eye both having heard this speech before from various medics and still only believing half.


Sure it took your own energy to heal but when you’re a man in as good a shape as they were they felt sure one good nap should cover it. Deep down though as they got older and when injuries were more severe they were beginning to think that maybe, perhaps there was a touch of truth to these words.


“Genma you’re all muscle!” Sakura cried startled as she continued to check on Genma’s status with her chakra.


“Why than you-” Genma started.


“No you pervert I mean you’re body fat is dangerously low. Your muscles are starting to be eaten away. When is the last time you ate?” Sakura asked alarmed.


“I had a soldier pill, umm, two days ago,” Genma answered thinking back.


“And before that? What’s you food intake been like before that?” Sakura asked concerned.


“Well let me see, I ate soldier pills, jerky and dried fruit on my mission, which began about two weeks ago. Before that I think I had two bowls of ramen and some fish, eggs ad vegetables for lunch right before I left,” Genma answered.


“Damn it. Kakashi, help Genma get dressed he needs to come to dinner with us tonight or he’ll die,” Sakura said leaving the room.


“What! Why!?” Genma asked startled.


“Oh, because I’d have to kill you for eating like that, I’ll wait for you two in the living room,” Sakura informed the bewildered looking men as she waved absently and closed the door to Genma’s bedroom behind her.


“Tough little cookie isn’t she?” Genma smirked looking over at Kakashi, the copy nin still staring at the closed door where the pink Kunochi exited.


“Hn,” Kakashi replied shaking himself out of his reverie and turning to Genma.


“ So what will it be? Formal or casual?” Kakashi asked opening wide the wardrobe and holding one of Genma’s vests against himself.


“Shut up dumbass, besides I don’t need help,” Genma growled sitting up slowly and swinging his legs over the side of the bed.


Instantly Genma realized this would in fact be a problem but he wasn’t about to let Kakashi know how weak he was. After Sakura mentioned it he realized just how hungry he was, not to mention thirsty. He had probably used up all his energy attempting to strangle his medic.


Kakashi saw the internal conflict Genma was having and decided to make it easier for him by tossing the Jounins’ clothes next to him on the bed so he wouldn’t have to actually walk to the closet.


Genma shot him a grateful look as he grabbed his pants, wincing a bit as he leaned over to pull them over his feet. He got them on with relative ease all the way up to his upper thighs then his a snag. He’d have to stand up to finish this bit or lay back on the bed and do some interesting bending and flexing with the damned masked smart ass watching the whole time. He had only one choice.


“Come on useless are you going to follow your medics orders and help me stand up or am I going to have to call her back in here,” Genma asked in a grouchy voice trying to look stern, his eyes telling a different story as the plead for the copy nin not to embarrass him.


“Isn’t that what you want? Have her get a good look at your junk again?” Kakashi asked as he walked over to haul Genma up by the elbow.


Genma smiled viciously at this as he pulled his pants up the rest of the way buttoning them and quipped, “They’ll be plenty of time for that when I’m rested a bit. Besides, it’s been awhile since we had this kind of alone time.”


Kakashi blushed visibly around the edges of his masked and said, “That was like 15 years ago. You may sleep with anything that moves but-”


“So you’re just ‘anything that moves’ huh? Well I guess I might agree,” Genma said innocently looking up at the ceiling.


“It’s not going to work Genma. I don’t go there anymore and if you continue to the only place you’ll be going is the hospital,” Kakashi said menacingly.


“That’s fine, I’m moving on to better things. Things with pink hair, perky breasts and umph!” Genma finished as he lost all support from Kakashi and dropped to the bed.


“I don’t want to hear you talk about my old student that way,” Kakashi said quietly.


“She’s not old dumbass, you are-” Genma started.


“You’re older then be idiot!” Kakashi growled.


“What’s the problem anyway, she doesn’t have a guy does she? Even if she does he’s not here now. Or is he? Are you and-” Genma began slyly.

“No!” Kakashi said turning away from the senbon chewer.


“But you’ve been thinking about it?” Genma smiled.


“Not until your perverted mind-” Kakashi grumbled.


“Come on seeing her kneeling there buck naked didn’t get you going? I think those books are perverting you even more than I suspected,” Genma asked astonished.


“This is stupid, are you going to get dressed so we can eat?” Kakashi asked annoyed.


“I need a shirt,” Genma said stiffly.


“Use the one on the floor in front of you,” Kakashi said gesturing.


“Can’t it’s dirty,” Genma answered.


“Come on you just had it on and you haven’t gone outside how could it possibly be so dirty that . . . you . . . wouldn’t . . .” Kakashi trailed off as he saw the goofy expression and Genma’s face and the lotion bottle with it’s top still off on the table. “ONLY YOU! Only you would jack off right after being healed in your condtion.”


“Come on! It’s always time for jacking!” Genma smirked grabbing a senbon from his pants pocked and placing it reassured in his mouth.


“You disgust me,” Kakashi deadpanned as he went to the wardrobe and tossed a clean undershirt to the hormone driven freak.


“That’s not what you said when I was-” Genma started as he began to put his shirt on until he found Kakashi’s hand around his throat.


“Hospital,” was all Kakashi said as Genma nodded quickly knowing he’d gone too far. “Nobody needs to know about that. It would be a shame if every found out the origins of ‘Big Daddy’.”


Genma gulped and asked, “Did everyone already see that?”


“No,” Kakashi reassured the sweating Jounin, “Only Sakura I guess since she put you to bed.”


“Thank heaven for small miracles,” Genma sighed looking down at his crotch, “Or big ones.”


“I think you’ve got it from here,” Kakashi said rolling his eye as Genma pulled on his long sleeved over shirt and vest, tied his hitai ate in its familiar backward position and smiled at him.


“Shoes?” he asked.


“At the doorway with everyone else’s,” Kakashi answered in a flat voice as he opened the door. “ I’ll send Sakura in to make sure you’re ok to go. Don’t molest her.”


“I never molest! I woo, I entice, I fondle, I OW!” Genma cried rubbing his head where Kakashi threw a bar of soap that was resting on the table.


“Wash your hand before you eat,” was Kakashi’s parting wisdom as he walked out the door.


OK hope you enjoyed! As always please R&R! If you’re one the people who wants to be my BETA please email me this chapter back with any mistakes or suggestions. I really don’t know how the BETA thing works exactly, if that’s not right let me know!