Thwock! The Man Unmasked!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Umm, this is my first fic and I'd really appreciate some feedback, such as should I go on, if you like it, if you don't like it, but be gentle, please! :)


Sakura's head bobbed up and down following Naruto and Sasuke's hands. Naruto's palm was splayed and sweaty, no doubt exhausted by the continual thrusting motions he'd been making for the past two hours. Sasuke's were equally as damp, though his was in a tight fist, knuckles white, nails neatly trimmed and biting into his palm, drawing little deep red droplets of blood.

"Paper beats rock! Take that Sasuke! I'm now ahead of you by four!" Naruto shouted in victory.

Sasuke shook his head, pretending to be unfazed by yet another defeat, though deep inside he was boiling. He was not to be outdone by his blonde friend, future Hokage or not.

Sakura stood off to the side, waiting patiently at the bridge with her two teammates. They were grown now, most noticeably Sakura. Her long, slender legs came up to the top of the railing, allowing her to snuggle her bottom on the low rail. She leaned back, elbows propped, eyes closed, breathing in the sweet scented air of spring. Today was their first "training" day together in a long time, since they had all become jounins, and the excitement was killing all three of them. Training was just a cover. The real reason they were there was a mission for themselves, one they had been working on for many years, and today was the day they were going to carry it out.

Kakashi-sensei, now sempai, had become a hard man to book. Constantly on A and S-class missions, his former team rarely got a glance of him over the past few months. Almost as sparsely seen were the Naruto/Sasuke two-man team. Ever since Sasuke's return from Orochimaru, Hokage had made sure that Naruto and he were always paired on missions, and they always trained together by rule. Sakura was now Tsunade's right hand woman after Shizune's mysterious disappearance two years before. A loud bam! and a puff of smoke announced the arrival of their elite, and very late, sempai.

"Um, there was a beautiful lady selling popsicles and being harassed by a thug in a pink frilly tutu and...."

::sweatdrop::

"Sempai, you're late!" Sakura said, an evil glint in her eye.
"Yeah sempai, and your excuses are suffering," Naruto drawled, an equal spark in his eyes.
"Un," came the grunt from Sasuke, who had his gaze cast downward, but his body was radiating that he was hiding something.

"So where are we going to train today, eh Kakashi-sempai?" Naruto inquired.

The blonde had grown up considerably over the past five years. His hair was now longer and he'd traded in his orange jumpsuit for flat black. And he looked hot. Though muscular, he remained more toned and buff. The size of his feet was not to be over-looked either. They were at least two sizes larger than Sasuke's; they often compared size. Now Naruto had almost as many fangirls (and boys) as Sasuke, a fact that never made Sasuke jealous. Sasuke was always too busy trying to hide from everyone in his mansion, only coming out for training and missions or to go over to Naruto's.

"Hmm, I was thinking about the training grounds south of here. It's a bit further away, so we'll have to pack a lunch, but there's an open field where we'll have lots of room to maneuver and since it's still relatively early in the year, no one ever trains there. We should be able to get a lot accomplished.

Ready? Let's go."

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::thwock::thud::smack::

Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura decided to put their plan in action right away and immediately ganged up on Kakashi. They were regretting it. Though the threesome were now on nearly the same level, Sakura had caught up a few years back, the distance between the elite jounin and themselves still seemed to be too extreme, even without Kakashi using his Sharingan. Naruto and Sasuke eyed each other warily. If their mission was to be completed, it was all up to Sakura and her advantage.

Boobs. Real boobs.

They had underestimated the jounin years earlier with Naruto's full-blown Harem no Jutsu. Kakashi and Naruto were sparring as Sakura finished healing Sasuke's broken arm. Blocking Kakashi's kick to his chest, Naruto was thrown back about fifteen feet, all according to plan. Quickly forming the necessary seals, POOF!, Kakashi was surrounded by fifty gorgeous blondes all cooing and vying for his attention. Kakashi sported a pretty hefty nosebleed, but picked out which one was the real Naruto too quickly for Sasuke and Sakura to move in and pull down his mask. Naruto suffered terribly for the jutsu, as Kakashi used his Pain of a Thousand Years on his bum, which was still sore from the previous night's exploits with his reclusive friend.

After exchanging a few more blows, Naruto and Sasuke nodded to Sakura who began to strip. "O Sempai!" called Sakura seductively. She promptly ripped off her vest, letting the fabric rest against her wrists as she pulled her arms behind her back, popping out her chest. Kakashi's eye grew wide at the thin, stretched, crisscross, black leather barely containing Sakura's breasts. Tilting her head into a wink she giggled and shook her shoulders, letting the vest fall to the ground. Though you could practically hear the rapid rate of Kakashi's heart, he wasn't backing down. In fact, he was looking a little turned on.

Intent on removing his mask, Sakura continued to undress. If her boobs weren't going to cut it, then the rest of her body would have to compensate. But Kakashi's look wasn't making this anymore comfortable. She was a shinobi and had to do anything and everything for the success of her mission. But stripping completely for her former sensei was not what she had planned when she woke up in the morning. Slowly, she undid the zipper on the side of her skirt, and let the stiff material fall to the ground. Waving her hips from side to side, one hand on hip, the other making a "no-no" sign, she hit Kakashi full in the face, and groin, with the vision of her in a tight leather bikini bottom that matched the expanded top that was just aching to be released. She stood there, glorified, a gentle breeze rustling her pink locks. The sun's rays glinted on her headband and warmed her skin, giving her a gentle glow. She stood proudly, mocking the jounin, still in her high heels and leg warmers. It was when she turned around and bent over slowly, peering at the jounin from between her legs, that the blood started to flow.

Naruto and Sasuke did their best to hide their movements sneaking up behind Kakashi, but it wasn't necessary. Kakashi seemed to be in a different world. His gaze was no longer on Sakura, but the heaven's above, as if seeking permission to do something very naughty. Sakura turned once again to face him and strolled forward, slowly and deliberately, reaching up and pulling down his mask.

To find another mask.

::sweatdrop::

As if snapped out of a trance, Kakashi jumped backwards from Sakura, but was unaware of the two jounin behind him, and he fell straight into their waiting arms, flailing before forming some hand signs. Bound quickly, before he could use his Replacement Technique, Naruto and Sasuke had him wrapped in the finest wire available. They had it so tight, that his body seemed to be made up of bulges, the largest of all being his groin, which they had considerately decided not to restrain. Tied and beaten, Kakashi acknowledged the little amount of pride seeping from him, that his students were finally able to beat him. "Alright you three, you earned it...perverts," Kakashi said with a grin.

Eagerly, Naruto jumped forward and grabbing the tip of the mask pulled it downwards to expose...a perfectly normal face. In fact, it was almost too normal. Sure his nose was long and pointed, but it wasn't extreme. His lips were thin, but had a fullness and roundness to them that made them look kissable, but not drop dead gorgeous. His jawline was chiseled, but soft. A perfectly normal, nothing special, human being smiled evilly at his three students. "Expecting something different, I presume?" Kakashi inquired.

"Umm, yeah," Naruto said in a flat, dull voice.
"Gn," grunted Sasuke, both obviously disappointed. Only Sakura didn't say anything. She just stared at her sempai with a hungry gleam in her eyes.

"Training's over. I think you all should be ready to try out for ANBU by now. I'm sure that demasking me would look great on your resume," Kakashi said with a wink.

"ANBU!! ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?" The blond started hopping around acting like a little kid instead of a jounin in his twenties. Even Sasuke gave a hint of a smile. One step closer to being a Hunter-nin and killing his brother the right way, he thought. Sakura remained where she was, still staring at Kakashi with a dumb look on her face, an inkling of blood trailing underneath her left nostril. Kakashi noticed her seemingly glued to the spot, and said to the boys, "Sakura can take care of me. I'm sure you two want to go celebrate. ::wink::wink::" Both boys blushed and with a five second interval in-between them, left Sakura alone with Kakashi.


"Genjutsu was always your strong point," Kakashi praised.

Sakura began to sway on her feet and collapsed on her knees next to her sempai still bound and bulging on the cool spring earth.

"Sempai..." she said weakly.

"Yes, Sakura?" he said with mocking inquisitiveness.

"Umm, can I kiss you?"

This threw Kakashi off. He knew immediately after forming the seals as he fell into Naruto and Sasuke's trap that the genjutsu wouldn't be strong enough to fool Sakura. He actually wanted Sakura to see his face, his body pleading with him to do whatever possible to get closer to the woman. But his conscience was starting to awaken and dull whatever sensual, porn-spurred thoughts the jounin was entertaining. But, to hell with it.

"Yes, Sakura, but can you untie me first?" Kakashi responded struggling against the bindings.

Sakura shook her head, as if to clear her sight, whipped out a shuriken from Kakashi's holster, straddled him and carefully cut the wires, one by one, point by point, that bound her future lover. The bulge in his pants grew even more as Sakura bent over him; audible stretching of leather could be heard over the breeze and birds. When she was finished, she replaced the shuriken and faced her senpai. Using one of her left hand to brace herself on the ground, and the other to pull up his forehead protector, she said huskily, "Copy this," and bent forward to kiss him.