Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Underwear ❯ Upon Conversations and Dreams ( Chapter 4 )

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Underwear

by Lemon Drops/thatreevesgirl (they're both me)

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Authors Note: Didn't get to the fun stuff yet, just some more fun dialogue with Ino and a dream sequence…yay for cliché dream sequences

 

 

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Upon Conversations and Dreams

 

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Sakura mused to herself, if I kill Ino now, no one will know, everything will be just fine, I'll just have to find a place to bury the body, were her thoughts as she glared at the blonde woman who was shrieking with laughter.

 

“I can't believe what he's making you do. That is priceless, little virgin Sakura stripped naked…”

 

“Not naked, Ino-pig! Just like they were, to my underwear, I refuse to belittle myself any further than that, no matter what my idiot sensei says.”

 

The grin on Ino's face spread like wildfire, a devious smirk which licked at her features and contorted them into some sinister devilish expression. “I think you like the idea of this…splashing and playing with your boys in the water, having them fawning all over you. You do know that is exactly what they'll do, spend the entire time ogling you and wading in the deep end of the river to hide how much they enjoy the show.”

 

Sakura huffed and buried her head in her arms, almost shaking because she was so nervous, and Ino wasn't helping, telling her that she'd have four aroused men watching her every move. Great, that was just fucking great.

 

“Why are you worrying about this so much? Isn't it what you wanted from the very start? If I were you, I'd try to use this to my advantage.”

 

The glare which shot from Sakura to Ino was deadly, “I blame you for all of this, Ino-pig. If it weren't for your stupid suggestion I wouldn't have to expose myself in front of anyone,” Sakura hissed, repositioning herself on the ratty blue chair in her apartment so she could ignore Ino better.

 

“I was inside that body, and damn, Sakura, I was so aroused I actually got a rise out of him. The stupid man was half-hard from my thoughts alone.”

 

Sakura sputtered and stared at her friend, had Ino just said what she said she did?

 

“It took all my willpower not to reach down and give that tasty piece of man a good groping.”

 

“From what I could tell, you didn't keep your hands completely to yourself,” Sakura reminded Ino, knowing her friend had caressed Kakashi's muscles with the borrowed fingers of the copy-nin.

 

Ino grinned deviously, “And can you really blame me?”

 

Sakura remembered the way Kakashi's navy undergarments clung suggestively to the lower half of his body, and realized that if she'd been in Ino's position she probably would have done the exact same thing. It wasn't like she hadn't fantasized about touching Kakashi before, having him let her explore his body with tentative and unsure fingers, teaching her how to touch him in just the right way…oh cripes, I'm such a pervert!

 

“What should I do?” Sakura asked, praying the answer would just come to her, and she wouldn't have to worry about this anymore.

 

“Well, if you do join in a group swim you'll get to be up close and personal with all four of them while they are only covered by small strips of wet, clingy material…but if you choose only Kakashi then you have a good chance of him showing you a splendidly pleasant evening between the sheets of his or your bed. I honestly don't know which you should choose, they both sound far too inviting. My guess would be that you could weasel your way into both situations if you play your cards right.”

 

“What? Are you serious? I'm trying to get out of this, not do both, you pervert!” Sakura shrieked.

 

“Oh stop being such a prude, don't be afraid to have a little fun with those smexy teammates of yours. Live vicariously, Sakura, for me if not for yourself. I personally want to know if Kakashi is as talented as the rumors say.”

 

“You have an obsession with my sensei, and it's a bit disturbing. If you want him so badly, then why don't you pursue him yourself? Maybe if you had someone else Shikamaru might realize he can't bag Temari every time he goes to Suna,” Sakura grumbled. It was a good idea though, seeing as Ino was obviously infatuated with Kakashi.

 

“Perhaps, but I'll let you have first pick,” Ino offered, then sat and eyed Sakura as she waited for her friend's decision.

 

“Stop staring at me, Ino-pig, its freaking creepy!” Sakura whined, trying to distract herself and Ino from the problem at hand. Sakura had no idea what she was going to do, and honestly thinking about it only made her feel exhausted…more like the thought of tomorrow's training made her feel exhausted. Honestly, Sakura would probably be too fatigued tomorrow to even care what the hell happened to her, definitely too worn out to worry about being modest.

 

Stupid copy-nin. Stupid sensei. Stupid, stupid Kakashi!

 

Sakura sighed, “I'm going to bed Ino-pig, go home.”

 

Ino looked disappointed, she had really wanted to know what Sakura was going to decide, but supposed that spying on the group tomorrow would be a good alternative. Sakura didn't seem like the kind to sleep with anyone quite so suddenly, so swimming with the group of them in her underwear, that was definitely more Sakura's style.

 

Ino slinked off of the couch and walked to Sakura, giving her a hug goodnight and in a passing thought mentioned an idea which had crept into her mind earlier in the day, “When are we going to find out about the rest of the guys?”

 

Sakura was confused, and didn't have a clue to what Ino was referring to. “Huh?”

 

“You know, Gaara, Kiba, Shino, Neji…the whole lot of other sexy men in Konoha. They will forever prance about in my mind wearing only underwear till we find out for certain what their preferences are.”

 

Sakura shrugged, “Maybe we can ask Temari, TenTen, or Hinata…”

 

Sakura didn't even have a chance to finish her sentence, because Ino shrieked in girlish, happy glee. “Yes! Hinata, why didn't I think of it before! She can use her Byakugan and do the peeping for us!!!”

 

“Doesn't the Byakugan see chakra, not underwear?” the rose-haired kunoichi inquired.

 

“It can see a lot of things, so I've heard. Shy Hyuuga heiress my ass! I bet she's peaked at all the boys in town…I bet she knows everything about them,” Ino replied, liking the thought of enlisting Hinata to help their underwear-fetish club more and more by the minute.

 

“I'll talk to her tomorrow morning while you're training, you'll swim in the afternoon, and later…well, you might be busy with Kakashi, but when you're done we'll go have a fun spying on some of the sexier members of the Konohan elite, how does that sound?”

 

“Like the dumbest thing I've ever heard,” Sakura grumbled, “But it might work.” As an afterthought, because she hadn't really realized Ino had mentioned Sakura hooking up with Kakashi until she'd calmly glossed over that tidbit of information, Sakura hissed, “I'm not sleeping with my sensei, but the swimming thing…I might do that.”

 

“Good girl,” Ino chimed, grinning from ear to ear as she left.

 

 

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Dreams which included men parading around in underwear had invaded Sakura's non-waking hours in the past, but they had never been quite so interactive. Sakura was sitting at the edge of a large, plush bed, one which covered in red silk sheets…those sheets also being wrapped around her, the only thing between the peeping eyes of her dream-teammates (who were scantily clad in only their underwear) and Sakura.

 

“Be a good little Sakura, and tell us which of us you really want,” Kakashi purred at her, tugging that mask of his down below his chin and giving her a sexy smile.

 

“Can't you tell?” Sasuke asked his teacher with the typical Uchiha air about him, “She wants us to give her a little show…a demonstration.”

 

Naruto rubbed his hand over the front of his black and orange, vertical-striped boxer-briefs suggestively, and murmured, “Sakura deserves to be shown a good time, don't you Sakura, so whichever of us wins must be worthy of her.”

 

Sai hooked his thumb into the waistband of his boxers and shifted them a bit lower, almost revealing all of his smooth, alabaster skin which the underwear hid. “Beauty deserves beauty,” he told her with a smirk.

 

Sakura shuddered, trying to stay composed as she watched the four shinobi posing and touching themselves provocatively. This is a dream, right? Dreams don't count, right???

 

Kakashi crept onto the bed, crawling toward her, “Would you like to peek? To touch? To taste?”

 

Each of Kakashi's sultry suggestions were highly tempting, Sakura gulped, trying to force herself to breath even though it was only a dream. “I'm not sure Kakashi-sensei…I don't know if…”

 

“Come now, Sakura, we know you'd like to,” Sasuke said as he appeared behind her, leaning against her bare back, the texture of his black boxer-briefs rubbing against her skin irritatingly, especially since it was accompanied by a hardness which thrust against her lightly.

 

This is a dream…I've never…how is it that I can feel him…I'm such a pervert!

 

Naruto was suddenly on one side of her, and Sai on the other, both men grinning like Cheshire cats preparing to pounce. Sakura was cornered by four horny, dream-men, wearing the sexiest underwear she'd ever seen in her life, willing to please and act out any of her fantasies. They were preparing to jump her any moment…any minute…any…

 

Sakura grumbled as she woke to the stinging sound of her alarm clock as it shrieked a good morning at her in the most uncaring of ways.

 

Damn it! she thought, how is it that I'm about to have the best dream of my life, and instead I have to go work my ass off in a training field and then be subjected to ogling by my teammates.

 

Her real teammates would not be the submissive, naughty men like in her dream, no, definitely not. Too bad, it was a nice thought. Sakura resigned herself to the reality of her situation and drug herself out of bed to shower and dress. If only the real things were like their dream-counterparts…I'd happily take them all then. All of them, Kakashi, Naruto, Sasuke and Sai…her boys, her sexy, sexy boys who made Sakura salivate at the mere thought of them. It was going to be difficult to choose, even if they weren't the dream versions of Sakura's fantasies, because something told her she'd have one of them before this whole ordeal was over.

 

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END OF CHAPTER

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