Seven Days of Seduction Ch. 5 part 1
[Ch. 5 part 1]
Seven days of Seduction
Seven Days of Seduction - Chapter 5 - A New Plan of Action!
Pursuit and seduction are the essence of sexuality…It’s part of the sizzle…
Once the shock wore off, Sasuke instantly flinched, clutching his throbbing head. Kakashi hadn’t been exaggerating about the hangover, he discovered, to his annoyance. Looking again at the idiot on the carpet, he resisted the urge to kick him, instead heading to the kitchen in search of pain relievers.
*Did we really have drunken sex?* His mind repeatedly probed the question. He hadn’t caught the aroma of sex coming from him, or the bed, so there was a chance it had only been something less serious. Trying to recall details of what happened only made his head pound harder, so he gave up. Swallowing the pain killers, he placed the empty glass down, deciding to go back to sleep. It was too late for training anyway; because, knowing Kakashi and Sakura, they would have started without them.
But, as his head hit the pillow and his eyes closed, a sudden thought made him sit up instantly. What was Naruto’s reaction going to be, when he woke to the realization of what had happened between them? The image, alone, had him swallowing heavily, as fear awakened deep inside. What if Naruto, disgusted, refused to be near him? Then what? He would lose the one precious person who was the world to him, his reason for living, the one, he knew, he couldn’t live without.
His eyes widened at the train of his thoughts, wondering what the hell they meant…
“Well done, Sakura! I knew you could do it,” said Kakashi, with a hint of a smile, after witnessing her perform the new Genjutsu he’d taught her. She’d perfected it after only three hours and, looking very proud, she sat, panting heavily, on the ground.
“I did it!” She grinned stupidly.
“This should be enough to make Sasuke and Naruto regret missing their training today,” Kakashi told her, delighting in the image of their reactions. Sasuke would pretend he wasn’t bothered, while Naruto would sulk for the next two days.
“Oh, yeah, I can already hear Naruto whining for the next few days,” Sakura sighed, recalling what happened the last time they’d missed training. In retaliation, Kakashi had taught her a new Ninjutsu. When Naruto found out, he’d literally sulked for a week until Kakashi gave in and taught him a new Jutsu as well.
“So, don’t you have to be at the hospital today?” Kakashi enquired pulling out his new Icha Icha Seduction.
“Yeah, I’m going to head over there in an hour or so. I need to check up on Sai and Yamato Sempai,” she answered, hoping Yamato Sempai was conscious.
“I see. Well, I was planning to go see them today, so I might see you there,” he replied.
“They’ll like that. We don’t see much of them anymore, since they’ve resumed ANBU duty. It’s been a while since we’ve had a mission together,” she commented sadly, brushing her clothes for lingering pieces of grass as she stood.
“Hmmm,” he responded, as they began walking out of the training grounds…
An hour later, Sakura stood in Yamato’s room with Tsunade. Though still unconscious, there were definite signs he was improving. Colour was returning to his face and his vital signs were developing well, so it was only a matter of time before he woke.
“Everything’s coming along nicely, isn’t it?” Sakura commented, smiling in relief.
“Yes, he was very lucky. The others are looking much better as well” Tsunade responded, signalling towards the door. Sakura nodded and they walked out together.
“I haven’t discussed this with Kakashi yet, but I’ll have to send Team Seven to take care of those Rogue Ninja. We can’t let this threat linger too long and you’re the best team we’ve got,” Tsunade explained, as they walked to her office.
“I understand. When do you want us to leave?” Sakura asked.
“I’m waiting for Yamato to wake up, in case he has any important information about the enemy. Judging by the improvement in his condition, I’d say in a day or two,” Tsunade replied, pushing open her office door, as they walked in.
“Kakashi Sensei said he was dropping by today, so you can talk to him then,” Sakura answered…
He was drinking a mug of coffee, in the kitchen, when he heard a moan from the bedroom.
“Fucking headache…” he heard Naruto complain, followed by a long pause, as he waited for the outburst he knew was coming.
“Why the fuck, am I naked?” Naruto yelled, appearing in the kitchen only seconds later with his boxers on, hair disarrayed and eyes filled with confusion.
“Sasuke…what the hell happened?” he asked, massaging his forehead.
“You ended up sleeping here last night, you had too much to drink remember?” Sasuke replied, handing him a glass of water and two pain killers.
“Really? That explains the hangover. Hey wait, why the hell, was I naked?” he asked suddenly recalling the state he’d woken up in.
“Don’t you remember what happened last night?” Sasuke avoided looking at him. There was silence and the uneasiness inside him increased.
“Um…no…I don’t remember a thing…So what did happen?” Naruto asked, taking the glass of water and tablets off him.
“Nothing. You barged in, stripped off all your clothes then fell into bed. That’s all I remember,” Sasuke lied. Naruto frowned, tried to remember and then gave up when he recalled nothing.
“Guess we missed training again, huh? I bet Kakashi Sensei taught Sakura some new Jutsu to get back at us,” he complained, resigned. Sasuke carelessly shrugged his shoulders, unconcerned, before turning to face him. Then he saw the love bites on Naruto’s neck and almost dropped his mug of coffee.
“I think I need a piss,” Naruto added, heading towards the bathroom…
Ino’s face had a huge smile, as she walked around, tending to hospital business. Already, some of her colleagues had noticed her good mood, and questioned her, only to get her evasive answer, “It’s a secret.”
She was really anticipating tonight, knowing she’d succeed with no problem, with the added bonus of one-upping Sakura as the icing on the cake. Just recalling her expression yesterday, when she told her she had a date with Iruka Sensei tonight, made Ino’s smile grow. No doubt about it, she had more chance of achieving success in the seduction game than any of the other girls. Tenten, maybe, had a faint chance, but Sakura and Hinata were hopeless.
Naruto and Kakashi would never consider being with them, let alone seduced, and since neither girl had what it took to play dirty, obviously they’d be unsuccessful. Still, she’d continue helping them as much as she could; after all, they were her friends.
“Hey, Ino!” she heard a familiar voice behind her. She looked up, pausing as she checked a patient’s chart, to see Sakura approaching her, looking, she judged from the frown on her face, slightly worried.
“Sakura, how’s it going? So, did anything juicy happen last night?” she looked expectantly at her.
“Um…I need to talk to you…about you know what,” Sakura replied, troubled.
“What’s wrong? Did something happen?” Ino asked, becoming curious.
“I don’t think I can do this. It doesn’t seem right,” Sakura responded hesitantly, knowing, deep down, that Ino was going to flip.
“What do you mean, you can’t do this? You were given the chance to back off Sakura, after I clearly stated what you had to do, and you still accepted. So what’s happened now? What made you change your mind?” Ino demanded, annoyed.
“It’s because it’s him Ino. I can’t do that to Kakashi Sensei. Sooner or later, he’s going to find out about this, and then what? He’ll be disappointed, probably more than a little disgusted. I won’t play with the feelings of someone I care for and risk destroying the trust we have,” she firmly replied. Ino was speechless at her outburst, but soon her features twisted in anger.
“You know what; I think I know exactly what’s going on here. You’re just trying to get out of this, aren’t you? These are all just pitiful excuses to cover up the main one. In other words you’re just a coward, Sakura; you just don’t have what it takes to do this. I really don’t see what all the fuss is about. You’re only attempting to seduce the guy, for crying out loud!” Ino shot back in frustration. Sakura glared back, before glancing to see if anyone was near, to her relief seeing no one.
“It’s not that I don’t have what it takes. If I wanted, I could, without resorting to a dirty trick like mixing Viagra into his drink. The only problem is, I don’t want to, that’s all,” Sakura coolly replied. Ino’s eyes narrowed, before raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow to give her a challenging look.
“I don’t care what you say, Sakura, because, as of now, this is officially a challenge to see who succeeds first. You may have surpassed me in rank, qualified as a better Medical Ninja, but in the end, that’s all you have, and frankly, it isn’t enough. Face it; this is one thing you can never succeed in, because, as I’ve said, you simply don’t have what it takes!” she replied proudly. Sakura stared back, completely stunned.
I’ll see you later, Sakura,” she added sweetly, walking off. Sakura stood frozen, for what seemed an eternity. Eventually, her legs started moving, taking her down the corridor toward Tsunade’s office. As she turned the corner, she froze, staring wide eyed, at the person casually leaning against the wall.
“Hello Sakura,” Kakashi calmly greeted her, looking up from the book in his hands, before falling silent. Her first thought was - did he overhear the conversation between her and Ino? She tried to judge by the look in his eye and body language, but couldn’t tell.
“K-Kakashi Sensei…what are you doing here?” she enquired with fake enthusiasm.
“Oh, I was just on my way to see Tsunade when I heard the most interesting conversation,” he replied cheerfully, narrowing his visible eye at her. She swallowed nervously and looked away, feeling his eye on her. The ability to think of a reply had deserted her. All she could do was stare at the ground, looking guilty, waiting for him to speak. Since this was Kakashi, there was no telling how he’d react.
“So, are you going to tell me what this is all about?” he asked.
“Kakashi, just the man I needed to see,” said Tsunade, suddenly appearing out of nowhere and Sakura couldn’t help sighing in relief.
“I was just coming to see you when I bumped into Sakura,” Kakashi explained, placing his book back into his pouch.
“Did Sakura tell you about the mission I have for you?” Tsunade asked, gesturing to her office as they followed her.
“No,” Kakashi replied, glancing sideways at Sakura, who looked straight ahead.
“I see,” she began and quickly filled him in on the mission.
“So, when do you think Yamato will wake up?” Kakashi asked, several minutes later.
“I’m guessing in a day or two, maybe sooner. He appears to be recovering quite remarkably,” Tsunade replied, looking satisfied.
“I’ll inform Naruto and Sasuke about the mission. Did any of the others mention anything important about these Rogue Ninja?” he enquired.
“I think it’s best for you to talk to Sai directly, to hear his account of what happened” she replied. He nodded in agreement.
“That’s all for now. I’m headed back to the Hokage Tower, so I’m relying on you Sakura to take care of things here,” Tsunade added, looking at Sakura, who nodded.
“As you wish, Lady Tsunade” she replied, following her outside, with Kakashi right behind her. Now was her chance to escape, while Lady Tsunade was still about; once she was gone, then she would be at his mercy.
“Not so fast!” she heard a voice in her ear, as he grabbed her arm, stopping her. Feeling a strange shiver down her spine at his touch, she froze, unable to move. Watching helplessly as Tsunade walked further away from them, she called out to her without thinking and the hand around her arm vanished. Lady Tsunade turned around and looked back at her.
“What is it Sakura?” she called, and breathing another sigh of relief, Sakura made her escape…
Ino wandered into the bar at 7pm, looking around to spot him sitting on a barstool, with a glass of water in front of him. Frowning at his choice of drink, she headed toward him confidently. Recalling her reflection, in the full length mirror in her bedroom, she smirked. Nothing could save him from her tonight!
Her blue, sleeveless dress hugged her figure perfectly, stopping just above her thighs. Its plunging neckline showed off her well formed breasts, leaving little to the imagination. It was easily one of her favourite dresses and no male out there could resist her when she wore it. No doubt about it, she was winning this challenge, prepared to do whatever it took to beat Sakura!
“Hey, Iruka Sensei,” she said, smoothly sitting down in the seat next to him. He looked towards her with a smile, almost falling off his seat when he laid eyes on her.
“Uh…Ino, I almost didn’t recognise you,” Iruka stammered awkwardly.
“Oh really…? Last time I checked, I still looked the same,” she replied teasingly. Iruka nervously coughed, obviously uncomfortable.
“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” he asked as he eyed his glass, suddenly finding it a lot more interesting to look at.
“Well, where do I start Iruka Sensei…it’s just that everything seems to be going wrong at the moment. Everyone around me knows exactly where they’re going in life, even Shikamaru and Choji, but I don’t have any idea. I can’t really talk to any of them, because they hardly ever have the time, and, even if I did, they wouldn’t understand,” she told him, seeming genuinely upset. In a way, she wasn’t lying; it was more or less the truth. He turned to face her, an understanding smile on his face.
“You know what? You remind me of myself, when I was your age. I had exactly the same problem. It was long before I became a teacher here at the Academy. All my friends were busy with other things, after I graduated to Chunin; some joined ANBU, while the majority wanted to become Jounin. I was in a predicament about what to do, you see. I couldn’t see myself as a Jounin or in ANBU and, for a long time, I felt unsettled, like I hadn’t completed some personal goal.
In the end, I decided to be patient, taking my time to figure out what I wanted. There was no rush. Like they say; some opportunities take longer than others. It was the Third Hokage who convinced me to apply as an Academy teacher, and soon I realized it was the right place for me. You see, sometimes it’s best to simply wait, if you’re not sure and get advice from someone who’ll understand.
Though, like I mentioned yesterday, I believe you’re a good Medical Ninja. I know you love your job, so keep at it. Don’t worry about what others are doing around you, just concentrate on yourself and what you want,” he told her kindly. She felt an unpleasant feeling descend, which she recognised as guilt. Quickly, she brushed it aside, without letting it take over.
“You’re right. I do love my job, even if I’m not as good at it as Sakura. It’s just the fear of being left behind that makes me feel like I’m not doing as well as I should,” she replied, feigning a hint of insecurity in her voice.
“Rivalry…it definitely has its pros and cons, doesn’t it? Almost reminds me of the good old days, with Naruto and Sasuke, back in the Academy. I wouldn’t worry too much, Ino. You’re doing quite well for yourself and if Asuma Sensei was here, he’d say the same thing,” Iruka responded with a smile. She suddenly smiled, as if a huge burden had dropped from her shoulders, and, much to his astonishment, moved forward to hug him.
“I feel so much better after talking to you, Iruka Sensei! You understand me so well,” she said. After pressing her breasts against him a little longer, she moved back, looking cheerful. There was a hint of blush on Iruka’s face as he picked up his glass, downing half of the water.
“Why are you drinking water?” she asked, pouting slightly.
“Oh, I’m not really too good with alcohol,” he responded, laughing nervously as he put his glass down.
“Don’t be silly, Iruka Sensei. At least have one,” she remarked, trying to sway him, but he shook his head.
“That wouldn’t be appropriate, Ino. I have classes to teach at the academy tomorrow,” he replied.
“One glass won’t do you any damage, Iruka Sensei, so lighten up and have some fun for a change” she commented gleefully.
“I really shouldn’t…” he began.
“Please…for me,” she pleaded, giving him the irresistible puppy dog eyes. Eventually, he gave in with a sigh, nodding.
“Fine…only one though,” he answered firmly.
“Two large Saketinis over here, please,” she called to the barman, who took one look at her and eagerly moved to do her bidding.
“What? I can’t be drinking that!” Iruka voiced instantly, eyes widening in panic.
“You said you’ll have one, but you didn’t specifically say which one,” she replied mischievously…
Sakura stepped out of the hospital, noticing that the sky had already darkened. It wasn’t a big shock though. Since her escape from Kakashi, she’d wandered the hospital in a constant state of nerves, expecting him to jump out of nowhere to confront her. It’d taken most of her attention. Even now, walking home, her eyes roamed tensely, expecting him to materialize.
She didn’t realise her pace had quickened. By the time she saw her apartment, her urge to get inside was so strong, she was almost running. Taking the stairs two at a time, she didn’t stop until she’d reached her apartment door, unlocked it quickly and closed it shut behind her before sighing in relief. When her breathing finally calmed, she pushed the light switch, enveloping the room in light. As she turned away, looking toward the room, she froze.
“Yo,” said Kakashi, a welcoming hand raised. He was lying on her sofa, with his feet up, looking very comfortable. Lazily, he swung his legs down, sitting up before turning to look at her. They locked eyes for a long time, until, unable to stare any more, she looked away. Sighing, she headed toward the kitchen.
“I’m making some hot chocolate, do you want some?” she called out, wearily.
“Sure, with those little marshmallows you have tucked away,” he answered cheerfully, making her pause before storming back the way she’d come.
“Have you been searching through my things?” she demanded, angrily. He looked up from his opened Icha Icha, giving her a bored look.
“I got hungry,” was his reply. She stared at him, trying to decide whether to cry or beat the hell out of him. Taking deep breaths, she forced herself to calm down and returned to the kitchen. Shortly, she’d prepared the chocolate, deliberately filling hers with marshmallows and putting none in his. Turning to the fridge, she peeked inside to see if anything was missing, staring miserably at the empty spot where she’d left a big slice of chocolate fudge cake. Her eyes murderous, she closed the fridge, turning to find one of the mugs missing. Rushing over, she looked into the remaining mug, only to find no marshmallows.
Cursing under her breath, she picked up her mug and left the kitchen. He looked as cool as a cucumber when she looked at him. She resisted the urge to give him a much deserved punch, instead sitting down in the armchair nearby, waiting for the confrontation she knew was coming. She squinted at the mug, filled of marshmallows, on the small table next to the sofa, before turning her glare on him. Sensing her gaze, he looked up, closing the book in his hand.
“You didn’t think I was going to let you run off so easily, did you?” he commented casually, iciness lurking in his tone as he eyed her.
“Not really, I expected you to pop up sooner or later,” she replied sarcastically, ignoring the need to run. She didn’t want to think about what was happening. If she did, she’d have a nervous breakdown.
“Hmmm, is that so,” he looked thoughtful.
“So, you’ll tell me exactly what’s going on here, and why I’m involved?” he continued, looking steadily at her.
“It doesn’t matter anymore. It’s not like I’m going ahead with it,” she looked down, intently, at the floor.
“Even so…I still want to know,” he pressed.
“Ino came up with a stupid idea and we went along with it. I didn’t know I’d pick you, of all people. Then, I decided I couldn’t go through with it. It wasn’t worth spoiling things between us,” she replied quietly.
“What kind of idea?” he asked casually and she blushed.
“I can’t really say,” she replied lamely.
“What kind of idea?” he repeated.
“It was…um…a plan to seduce the guy we picked,” she managed to utter with difficulty, the red deepening on her cheeks. There was silence, as she stared apprehensively, at the same spot she’d been staring at since sitting down. She was dying to see his reaction, but there was nothing, absolutely nothing at this moment, that could make her look up.
“I see…so who else is involved with this ‘plan’ of yours and who have they picked,” he asked, eventually.
“I can’t say,” she mumbled.
“You know I’ll find out, so why not save me the trouble of looking,” he responded and she thought she detected a hint of amusement. Was he finding this funny?
“I’m afraid I can’t,” she replied, getting up to head towards her bedroom. Before she reached it, she felt a hand on her arm and stopped.
“Kakashi Sensei, I really can’t say. You’re going to have to find out for yourself,” she tried to pull away from his unbreakable grip.
“What are you planning to do about the challenge Ino gave you?” he asked and she went still, before turning to face him.
“I already told you, I’m not going ahead with it…” she began but stopped when she saw the look in his eye. Was she seeing things? Was that a look of interest there? Deciding she was seeing things, she tore her eyes away, starting to pull away from him again.
“Why not?” he asked, nonchalantly and once more she froze. This guy had an uncanny way of shocking everyone he came in contact with, sometimes not in a good way.
“W-what did you say?” she questioned, positive her hearing was playing tricks on her.
“I said why not?” he repeated. Her eyes popped open in shock.
“W-what do you mean by that?” she asked slowly, as the amusement returned to his visible eye.
“We can’t have you losing to your rival so easily,” he replied casually…