Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Man Beneath The Mask ❯ Can't kiss you with it on ... ( Chapter 1 )

Everybody is old enough to be legally drinking

 

`Thinking'

`Inner Whoever Thinking'

*Sound Effects*

**Flashback**

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

 

I was listening to a song and POP this story cam into my head. It didn't seem to go with the other stories … so here it is

 

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In a new restaurant on the lower east side of the village, four kunoichi sat around a square table. After spending so much time surrounded by sweaty men, Sakura, Hinata, Tenten and Ino agreed to meet at least once a month for some much needed girl time. They usually talked about the gossip floating around the village, but today, the conversation turned to something the each knew too much about. They discussed, some cautiously, others … not so cautiously, all the men on their teams. They went back and forth sharing fantasies, encounters and anything in between.

 

T: “I have to admit, even though I've been totally hung up on Neji, Lee's body has an appeal that just makes a girl want to …”

 

She gave them a look that left no one wondering about what she meant.

 

I: “I know what you mean. Chouji took off all his armor the other day and I swear I almost passed out! He's not fat at all! It's all muscle! Really hot, sexy muscle! The kind that just makes you want to …”

 

She gave them all her version of Tenten's look.

 

H: “It's not that I look or anything, but I imagine that Kiba is spectacularly built … and the way the sun beats down on his sweat covered chest and muscular abs ignites a flame within me that I can't seem to quench … in theory … and Shino, well I've never seen anymore of Shino than you guys have. I've barely even seen his neck let alone an elbow.”

 

Hinata, Tenten and Ino all turned to Sakura expectantly. Not only did she have one more guy to look at, but they were all careless when it came to propriety. Sai could barely tell right from wrong, Sasuke couldn't give a damn, Naruto didn't know what giving a damn meant and Kakashi paraded around town with his pervy books. With all this, she had to have some stories, right?

 

S: “Alright, alright. *sigh* I've seen them all naked. Now ask me your dirty questions.”

H: “Um … w-what does N-Naruto l-look like?”

I: “I bet you got a good look at Sasuke, you naughty little girl.”

T: “I've got a good one! What does Kakashi look like without the mask?”

 

Sakura opened her mouth to respond but shut it when she realized the images in her mind were merely fantasies. It occurred to her that she had never actually seen his face.

 

S: “Now that you mention it … it's like that thing is glued on.”

T: “Seriously? Alright, drop those forks! This is top priority. We have to see that face!”

 

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After getting some disposable cameras, the group reconvened at a certain bush near the training grounds. This bush gave them a perfect view of their target, Hatake Kakashi, watching the remaining members of Sakura's team train from afar.

 

I: “We have two approaches. Plan a) attack him and if that fails Plan b) seduce him.”

T: “He can't take all four of us at once so once he's detained anyone with a free hand has to rip off the mask. Cameras ready?”

S: “Hurry up!”

 

They all disappeared and then reappeared, surrounding Kakashi. He had no idea what was going on but the next thing he saw coming was an assortment of Tenten's weapons. He easily dodged them and the gaping hole in the ground Sakura made.

 

`What the hell?'

 

His thoughts went unanswered as Hinata suddenly appeared in front of him, about to not-so-gentle fist him into the hospital.

 

`No really! What the hell?'

 

Wanting some answers, he tied them all to a tree. He circled them, looking at each menacingly before going on to the next, trying to crack them. Sadly, Sakura broke the rope and they disappeared.

 

`Oh well. Where's my book?'

 

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T: “Ok so that failed.”

I: “No! Really? What an insightful observation.”

S: “Anyway … we'll try Plan B tonight. But right now, we need to find Hinata some *ehem* femininity enhancing garments.”

 

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When those rappers talk about fine girls that stop traffic, they weren't making it up. Miles of freshly shaved legs, mini-dresses and halter tops adorned the four women. They left accidents in their wake as they made their way to Kakashi's favorite place to go after work: Victoria's OverXXXposed Secret. Ino wore a skirt that was so small, it looked like it belonged to a three year old hooker. With less material than the skirt, her top had two triangles that barely covered her breasts and a bunch of string to make sure they stayed their. Tenten wasn't much better sporting black leather booty shorts and a sheer black tube top that left nothing to the imagination because it was see-through. But trying to avoid arrest for indecent exposure, she wore a lacy, pink bra underneath. The most modest of the group, Hinata wore a mini-dress that successfully covered everything important and Sakura was also fairly covered up in a breezy skirt paired with a tank top.

 

T: “Sakura, you should go in first.”

S: “WHY ME? I don't want to get it on with my sensei!”

I: “Do we need to discuss this?”

S: “Fine.”

 

She wasn't ecstatic but she strolled into ahead of her friends, scanning the area for gray hair. She found it sitting in a chair, watching a topless policewoman twirl around a pole.

 

“Kakashi.”

“Hmm? *double take* AH! Sakura!? What are you doing here?!”

“Well, I had to talk to you about something.”

“Yes?”

“Um .. how about a drink first?”

 

They made their way to the bar and proceeded to get plastered Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her three friends giving her the thumbs up. Sakura and Kakashi were laughing about all the stupid things Naruto had done on mission and she knew this was her chance. She leaned over, putting a hand on his cheek and leaned in for a kiss. He leaned in too and just as their lips were about to meet, she pulled back, leaving a questioning look on his face.

 

“Even though the mask really brings out the black in your eye, I can't kiss you with it on.”

 

He smiled, reached up and pulled the mask off. Still smiling, he leaned in, but she held up a finger then pointed it at his face. Confused, he felt his face and realized that he had one more mask on. He yanked it off then leaned in once more. She crossed her arms over her chest, thoroughly ticked off.

 

“I can't believe you wear three masks!”

“Oh, woopsie!”

 

He tugged at the final mask and Sakura could finally see some pale skin peeking out. She could feel the other three sneaking up behind her, ready to snap pictures. His well defined nose inched its way into the light when suddenly, there was a screech from one of the pole dancers.

 

“My boobs are on fire! MY BOOBS ARE ON FIRE! HELP! I PAID TOO MUCH FOR THESE!!!”

 

After the evacuation, Kakasi was nowhere to be found and the girls were back to square one. Literally. The next morning, they were once again sitting around the square table where it all started, plotting, scheming, and eating waffles.

 

H: “Why don't I just use my Byakugan?”

T: “Yeah, but what about the rest of us? And wouldn't you rather see it in color?”

I: “Or better yet, why don't I just take over his body and rip the mask …s off?”

S: “That's brilliant!”

 

They abandoned their food like before and tracked down Kakashi. Unsurprisingly, they found him slumped over his bed with a hangover. Hinata and Sakura detained him even though he was obviously unconscious and Ino had no problems getting in.

 

K/I: “Here goes!”

 

She ripped off the mask

 

*gasp*

 

“He's so-”

 

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Ok, I'm done.