Sakura didn't have to be told twice and she immediately grabbed her bag and hopped off the bed.
The bathroom was small as well, hardly having enough room for the door to open inward. There was a toilet, a sink and possibly the smallest shower she had ever seen, but as long as the water was hot, she didn't give a damn.
She cranked on the water and within minutes, the room was filled with steam. She stripped off her clothes but figured she might as well rinse them out in the shower while she was at it for they were dirty and sweaty and she seriously doubted this place had laundry facilities.
After pulling the tie from her hair, she stepped into the shower, sighing in bliss as the hot droplets immediately pelted her weary body and washed away the remaining soreness in her shoulders, back and legs.
She hoped Kakashi wasn't going to return with their food for a while, because she currently felt like this tiny steam filled box was a little slice of heaven, and she wasn't planning on getting out any time soon.
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When Kakashi returned to the room with two large sandwiches, he wasn't surprised that Sakura was still in the shower.
She wasn't the first female he had met that could spend all day in there and he honestly didn't understand why. What did they do in there that took them forty-five minutes?
The only time he was in the shower that long was when there was a woman in there with him and he knew that was hardly the case with Sakura. Sure she had a lot of hair to wash and legs to shave, but that shouldn't take that long should it?
Kakashi sat in the lone chair and decided not to even try and figure out female logic. It was true he had known this particular girl a long time, but that didn't make her any easier to figure out.
He had nearly finished his sandwich by the time he heard her turn off the water and was licking mustard from his fingers when she finally emerged, dressed in an oversized T-shirt and tight black shorts that looked a lot like the ones she always wore under her pink skirt.
Her long hair was down and Kakashi found he actually kind of liked it, although he could see why she would always put it up for practical reasons.
"Took you long enough," he teased. "I thought you drowned in there and I would have to go in after you."
Sakura stuck out her tongue at him as he handed her a sandwich and stood from his chair.
For some reason, his good natured comment brought forth a ridiculous image of her slipping and hitting her head on the shower wall, only to have Kakashi rush in and save her, carrying her wet…and naked body in his arms.
Oh hell, where had that come from? Sakura was glad his back was turned to her because she had a feeling her face was flushing again. All their perverted talk from yesterday was corrupting her brain.
"There's also a cookie in the paper bag for you," Kakashi said as he pulled clean clothes out of his pack.
"A cookie?" she answered incredulously. What was she, five?
"Yeah, women love chocolate don't they? The shop had one left and I thought of you," he said, giving her a jovial eye crease before shutting the bathroom door.
Sakura sighed at his antics as she heard the water turn on. She wasn't sure if he was being a smartass or if he was just being nice. Maybe, he had managed to be a little of both.
She unwrapped the foil to discover a very meaty roast beef sandwich, piled high with every vegetable she could ever want. There was probably a farming community near by if this tiny town had all of these things available to them. She took a bite and practically moaned in pleasure. This was so much better than beef jerky and granola bars.
She sat on the edge of the bed and ate quietly, not realizing how hungry she had been until now. Despite the generous portion size, she finished it all.
She went to go pull a napkin out of the paper bag and saw the cookie Kakashi had been talking about: a chocolate cookie with chocolate chips, no…chocolate chunks was more like it, and as much as she hated to admit it, she did happen to love chocolate and that cookie was looking absolutely divine.
She had nearly finished it when Kakashi walked though the door, dressed in a pair of dark pants and of course the form fitting black tank with attached mask.
Sakura couldn't remember seeing him without his long sleeved shirt before. Even on blazing hot days he kept it on and the few times they had gone to hot springs or bath houses on missions, the facilities were never co-ed, which was just fine with her.
She didn't need to be naked in a hot spring with her teacher, thank you very much. But even on just his bare arms, she could see pale scars of battles past, some minor and some massive and on his left bicep was the slightly faded tattoo that all ANBU members bore.
She noticed that despite his lean appearance, his arms were nothing but tight, corded muscle, but she should have known that considering she had already seen demonstrations of his massive strength. If his arms looked like that, what did the rest of his body look like?
"How's the cookie?" he asked with a chuckle, breaking Sakura out of her thoughts.
She realized he was looking at her hands where only a bite remained and she could tell from his voice that he was smiling under the mask. Suddenly, she had an idea.
"It's amazing," she smiled. "Do you want the last bite?"
"No thanks," he said as he walked over to the chair, propping a foot on the seat to roll up the cuffs of his pants since he didn't have the usual bandages around his ankles.
"All right, but you're missing ouuuut," she said in a sing song voice.
Kakashi finished rolling his second cuff and fixed her with his gaze, which was a bit more intense considering his Sharingan was uncovered.
He slowly straightened and walked over to her and Sakura's smile melted off her face as he took her wrist of the hand holding the last bite of cookie in his long fingered grasp. She watched as he leaned down until he his mouth was practically brushing her fingers and Sakura fought the urge to swallow hard.
Suddenly, his free hand yanked down his mask over his lips and he snatched the cookie from her finger with his mouth. By the time Sakura had realized what had happened, his mask was back in place and he had released her wrist.
She stared at him wide eyed as he chewed thoughtfully.
"Hmm, that is a good cookie. Thank you, Sakura."
For a moment, she just stared at him with her mouth agape before she finally summoned her wits…well, a few of them anyways, to point an accusing finger at her smug looking sensei.
"Y-you cheated!"
Kakashi chuckled at her flabbergasted face, knowing full well her plan was to try and see his uncovered face all along.
"How did I cheat? I don't recall there being any rules to eating a cookie, Sakura."
"But…you were so sneaky!" she pouted.
"Um…ninja," he said, pointing to himself as if to remind her that being sneaky was part of his job.
Well, she couldn't argue with him there.
"And speaking of ninja," Kakashi continued I think we should continue with your training before turning in for the night."
Sakura's pout instantly disappeared and her back slumped a bit into a slouch that resembled her teacher's quite a bit.
"Just now when I got close you seemed quite nervous and I can tell you don't like your personal space being invaded. That little test has given some insight to what we need to do."
Sakura inwardly grumbled. Damn Kakashi and his secret ulterior motives. This was the last time she ever offered him a cookie!
"We need to get you over that fear," he said seriously. "You need to be completely comfortable in extremely close proximity with men, especially in a sensual atmosphere."
Sakura didn't like where this was going at all.
She watched as Kakashi went back to the chair and turned it around so it was facing her. He sat down in it and looked at her steadily. He didn't like this next part any more than she did. It would be awkward and strange but the best way to give her some hands on experience…quite literally.
He took a deep breath and said, "Sakura, you are going to give me a lap dance."
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