Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Underwear ❯ Overtly Perverted ( Chapter 5 )

Underwear

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

Chapter 5: Overtly Perverted

 

As Sakura finished her thousandth lap around Konoha she collapsed into a weak puddle, shaking from pure exhaustion just as she predicted the damn copy-nin would make her do. A thousand laps around Konoha wasn't really a challenge for her, but coupled with the ten other arduous exercises he'd ordered upon her already this morning, and the leg weights which were reminiscent of the ones Rock Lee wore, there was no way she could move, let alone train a minute more.

 

“It's only eleven in the morning, Sakura,” Kakashi muttered, not amused that she was already so spent, “This little problem with stamina is not a good one, I had no idea you had become so lazy since you started spending half your allotted mission and training hours at the hospital.”

 

The smug look Kakashi wore was enough to make her want to punch him, if she had a single ounce of energy left to do so that is. He grinned under his mask, probably a feral, knowing grin, one which did nothing but piss Sakura off as she lay sprawled on the ground looking up at her teacher. She almost wanted to go find Ino again, give her friend permission to take Kakashi's body hostage, and make him do dirty, indignant things which would infuriate him to no ends.

 

“Get up, you aren't done,” he ordered.

 

Sakura whimpered, he was such a ruthless trainer at times, “I need to take a break…my legs hurt so much that I've nearly lost all sensation in them,” she murmured. And it was true, her body was nearly broken after pushing through all of Kakashi's training regimen harshly without a single complaint.

 

Kakashi, of course, didn't look amused and reached down to drag her up if that was what it took. “Get up!” he hissed as he grabbed one of her arms and hoisted her into a seated position. Kakashi was almost sorry he did so as Sakura nearly wailed in pain, she had pushed herself as hard as she could through the training, not letting herself go easy at all. The training she had already finished would usually have taken her most of a day, but she wanted to stupidly prove herself to Kakashi, or something. She was regretting it now, and so was Kakashi as he noted Sakura wasn't faking.

 

“Really, Kakashi,” she whispered, “I think I overdid it a little, just a few minutes? I promise I'll start again right after I catch my breath.”

 

Sakura's teacher sighed, releasing his hand on her arm which was intent on forcing more training upon her, and instead scooped her up and carried her to the shade of a nearby tree. Sakura didn't know which was worse, Kakashi forcing her to train till she collapsed, or the embarrassment caused by being cradled in the arms of the illustrious copy-nin (though the second option was definitely the more alluring of the two). She took comfort in his strength, enjoying the feeling of his broad, muscled shoulders and sturdy arms which held her tightly to him.

 

“A few minutes,” Kakashi told her as he set Sakura down against a soft mossy mound at the base of the tree, taking a seat beside her and pulling out a familiar book to read.

 

Sakura was sure her sensei read more smut than any other person in the entire universe. Just imagine the thousands of techniques he's probably privy to thanks to his little erotica addiction, she thought to herself, a thought which made her blush brightly. Sakura was glad she was completely flushed already from her workout, because it hid the newly perverse-induced pink tinge on her cheeks.

 

“Have you made your decision yet?” Kakashi asked, breaking the silence between them with a question which Sakura dreaded even more than additional training. Sakura knew what he meant, he was alluding to whether she wanted to show off in front of her team, or give him a private showing of what she looked like in her undergarments.

 

She had decided…to swim, innocently swim and enjoy the cool waters as the boys did yesterday, but part of her desperately wanted to try both tasks as Ino had suggested. Was that really such a bad idea? Glancing over at Kakashi, inspecting him carefully, Sakura knew it wasn't, he was an unbelievably handsome man. Perhaps it wasn't a bad idea, but it certainly wasn't a proper one.

 

“A swim…” she began, not believing the look of disappointment which nearly instantaneously formed on Kakashi's masked face, “But maybe…”

 

She couldn't finish speaking, the words were starting to jumble and twist, and if she chose to speak anymore Sakura was sure it would come out in broken stutters, reminiscent of the days when a young Hinata tried to speak with Naruto.

 

“I'll accept that,” Kakashi told her with a hopeful, smiling eye-crease. The older jonin knew Sakura well, and a maybe was definitely a good sign from the shy kunoichi. Sakura might have been bold and powerful in battle, but she was nearly as meek as Hinata when it came to dealing with the realities of more carnal pursuits. A maybe from her suited Hatake Kakashi just fine, it meant she just needed a little more convincing, and the older shinobi had complete confidence in his powers of persuasion.

 

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Dark pools of muddy water gathered in the training grounds from the rain the previous night. Ino stepped carefully between puddles as she made her way to where Sasuke and Naruto were training, first coming across Sai who was seated on the ground making careful brush strokes on parchment paper, animals and objects dancing to life when he finished. A set of ink lions speedily danced over to where Naruto and Sasuke were sparring, adding to the complexity of their training as the two lions attempted to take the blond and raven haired pair of jonin down.

 

“Those are lovely, very elegant, Sai,” Ino complimented the artist with a warm smile. After resigning from the ANBU, Sai became a permanent fixture of Team Seven. Over the years Sai had become more adept to conversing and interacting in the team he had once been temporarily assigned, and thus with other people as well.

 

Sai grinned a warm and true smile at the kunoichi and nodded, “Thank you, any requests for my next attack?”

 

Ino giggled a little. It was amazing to see the young artist be able to battle his teammates with ease and using little exertion on his own behalf, Sai was a deadly shinobi indeed. “I have always been partial to falcons myself, seeing as I use them for reconnaissance quite often. There is nothing better than the feeling of soaring over the earth hundreds of feet in the air.”

 

The look Sai gave Ino bordered on quizzical, it was odd to think Ino could ever be a bird, but with her abilities she was able to take over the body of many things. Sai began carefully laying the lines to create a pair of falcons and without looking up, inquired about Ino's presence, “What brings you here?”

 

“I have something to speak to you, Naruto, and Sasuke about,” Ino replied with a devilish smirk. “Do you think you three could take a short break?”

 

The dark haired artist released the two falcons into the air and leaned back to inspect the blonde woman beside him, scratching a spot right above his bellybutton as he considered her request. “Is it important?”

 

Ino's smirk spread across her face until it formed an all-out evil grin, “Absolutely.”

 

Sai stood and waved his creations away, leaving a confused Sasuke and Naruto wondering where their drawn opponents disappeared to. Seeing Ino, Naruto sprinted over to his friend and threw her over his shoulder, giving her a hug and spinning her around until she nearly felt sick.

 

“Dear lord, Naruto, put me down! You are disgustingly sweaty,” Ino mumbled as she smacked the blond man on the top of his head.

 

Naruto's eyes squinched into a sheepish look as he set Ino back onto solid ground. “Sorry Ino, I just wanted to say hi.”

 

Ino sniffed herself. To her disdain she now reeked of sweaty male, which seemed to overwhelm her, even the flowery and light fruity smell of her perfume was diminished by Naruto's stench. “Naruto, you desperately need a shower.”

 

Sasuke, who was lagging behind his teammate, and looking mostly disinterested at the person who had disrupted his training, added his own quip, “Try training with him. Some days I think he'll win from his stench alone, it's more deadly than he is, though I suppose that's not saying much.”

 

Naruto shot Sasuke a warning glare and then plopped down on the ground, not even caring that he was getting his pants muddy. “So did you need something, Ino?”

 

Ino leaned down and tweaked Naruto's nose, “I need you to do me a favor.”

 

One of Naruto's blond eyebrow's quirked skeptically, when Ino needed something it was never a good thing. Last time she needed a favor Naruto had spent the day letting her, Shikamaru, and Chouji use him as their training test dummy. “Is it going to hurt?”

 

Ino almost couldn't contain her laughter, but stifled it as she shook her head and replied, “I certainly hope not. I need you to keep a secret for me…all of you.”

 

Sasuke raised a bored eyebrow and asked for clarification, “Secret?”

 

Ino nodded, “Yes, about your dear teammate Sakura, I came across some rather disturbing information.”

 

All three men were focused on Ino as she continued, the kunoichi grateful for their interest in her story about Sakura. If Sakura knew what she was about to do Ino's rose-haired friend would have surely murdered Ino, but a word of this wouldn't be breathed to Sakura, and hopefully none of the boys would tell her either.

 

“Last night Sakura invited me over to her place and told me how she got into big trouble with Kakashi-sensei yesterday.”

 

Naruto was the first to pipe in, “What? What do you mean she got in trouble? She didn't even train with us yesterday.”

 

Ino's wicked plan was thrown into action, “Yes, I suppose that's true, but it is what she was doing in her off-time which got her into trouble. She told me Kakashi caught her in the bushes by the river, spying on him and…well…you three. I guess she has a thing for men in their underwear and was enjoying her day off with a bit of voyeurism.”

 

Ino of course left out the part with herself being involved in the whole scheme, because she wanted to have the three men enticed with only the thought of Sakura being a naughty little kunoichi.

 

“Sakura was spying on us?” Naruto asked dumbly.

 

Devil-Ino smiled sweetly, in a completely innocent way and nodded, “Yeah, she did. I guess she devised the whole thing so she could watch you four in your underwear…she has an underwear fetish you know, really likes watching guys strutting around in only their undergarments. Sad, perverted Sakura, what will I ever do with her?”

 

The feigned innocence was played quite well by the blonde kunoichi, and she noted that Sai was fidgeting, Sasuke was gulping down a lump in his throat, and Naruto's eyes were bugging out of his head.

 

“I just wanted to forewarn all of you. Don't hurt Sakura! She apparently has taken a liking to your four, and I don't want to see her devastated,” Ino paused and smiled again, “But I would really like for Sakura to have her fantasies come true. She told me Kakashi is making all of you swim in your undergarments today, Sakura included. If any of you cares about her, give her a good show…try and sway her your way, because my perverted prude of a friend deserves a bit of happiness.”

 

Ino turned quickly and strutted away, waving at the stunned young men as she went. Her duty was done. Sakura was in for the show of her life, and Ino was positive all four would soon be vying for her friend's attention. Now all Ino had left to do was convince Sakura that she should try out more than one of those delectable studly men, perhaps at the same time.

 

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Hinata Hyuuga spent her days in one of three ways: training with her teammates, teaching advanced jutsu techniques at the academy, or working part-time in the hospital in the children's wing. It was depressing to know how many youngsters had to be hospitalized due to war, fighting, and various other reasons, but that was why Hinata felt it was her duty to help them. She was a kind and generous kunoichi who was well loved by both the hospital patients and staff.

 

Today Hinata was working a three hour shift at the hospital. She took a clipboard and examined it closely, reading the information about her next patient, a young girl who apparently had a jutsu go wrong while working on a class assignment at the academy. She would have to take note of who this youngster was and work with them one-on-one the next time she was teaching. Safety was very important to Hinata, and apparently she hadn't gotten that fact through to the young girl. Looking over the chart one last time, Hinata realized she couldn't put a face to the name. She knew most of the children at the academy, especially ones who would be working on advanced jutsu techniques. Maybe the girl was a passing student from one of the other villages, only here as part of the exchange program, though Hinata was sure she'd know about someone like that as well.

 

Pulling back a white curtain she looked at the blonde seven year old with a goofy grin. Hinata was confused, because this girl looked just like a younger version of…

 

A puff of smoke enveloped the room, and suddenly there was no youngster sitting on the edge of the bed, only a smirking Ino. “You are a busy one, Hinata, nearly impossible to track down.”

 

Hinata giggled, it was a slow morning at the hospital, and Ino's little prank was actually appreciated, “I like to stay busy, Ino, it keeps my mind sharp. What are you doing here?”

 

The blonde stretched herself like a cat, and the look in her eye told Hinata she was getting ready to pounce, “What would it take to get you to request a day off?”

 

A day off? Hinata hadn't had one of those in years, at least not one which she personally requested. If she was needed she worked, and if she wasn't she busied herself with Kiba and Shino, or other projects at home.

 

“I suppose I could, but why?” Hinata asked crinkling her pretty creamy eyes into a vague look of confusion.

 

The cackle which came from Ino was positively conniving, and Hinata shuddered. She knew Ino well, and when she acted like this, it never meant something good. What was she scheming?

 

“Did you know Sakura and I started a club?” Ino asked innocently. If she was honest, she and Sakura had done nothing of the sort officially, but it sounded good to Ino, so she decided to form it without Sakura's approval. Ino was doing a lot of things today which her friend might not consent to, but they were for Sakura's own good. Not only that, but a club which dealt with the enlightenment of women concerning men's underwear choice would profit by having a member like Hinata, wielder of the Byakugan

 

“A club? No I didn't know that, Ino.”

 

“Sakura and I would really like you to join, and I think you'll like it a lot, Hinata.”

 

Well…Hinata would enjoy it with a little practice, she was shyer than Sakura, but Ino was certain Hinata was a closet pervert just like her other friend.

 

“What kind of club is it?” Hinata inquired, not liking that Ino wasn't telling her more.

 

“A club which devotes itself to the study of men's underwear and the handsome hunks who wear it.”

 

Hinata nearly fainted at the description. A club about men's underwear AND the men who wore it??? Why would Ino think Hinata would want to join that kind of club? Okay, so she peeked at the guys a few times with her Byakugan…okay, so she peeked quite a bit…but only secretly. Neji would be so disappointed to know she did such things with her inherited bloodline-trait.

 

Ino waited for a few moments to let the invitation sink in. “So what do you say, Hinata? We could use someone like you, and I promise you that this is a very secretive club. No one will ever know about it or your involvement.”

 

Hinata gulped, this was quite the tempting offer. She would get to spend time with her friends discussing…

 

Hinata's blush was so fierce Ino thought perhaps she was wrong about the other kunoichi, maybe Hinata wasn't a closet pervert, but when Hinata nodded slightly Ino jumped for joy. It might have been silly and slightly childish, but Ino couldn't think of anything else more entertaining to fill her time.

 

Let the spying begin, Ino thought to herself, those men won't know what hit them.

 

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End of Chapter A/N's: I know, I know…short chapter. I shall be maimed later for leaving it there, but I wanted to give you all something to read. I hope you enjoy it. I hope to have the next one out soon.