*PAUSED*𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄: Naruhina

𝟕. 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫

It was only ten am, and the bullshit with his least favorite employee had already begun.

Kakashi looked at Guy, who all but shrugged with a confused expression. The CEO looked back at Toneri, whose expression was nothing short of happy.

"So?" He asked excitedly.

In front of Kakashi Hatake's eyes, was an event poster. Not for a conference, or some sort of exposition, but for a party. An industry party. And at the bottom, was the address to an after party.

"Your father will be at this thing?"

Toneri nodded his head rapidly, "Yup. That's why he is so keen on your attendance. And of course the attendance of me and ..." he started twiddling his thumbs, "maybe a certain someone or someone's from the seventh floor?"

Kakashi sighed and leaned back in his chair. This whole public relations stuff was really starting to fuck with him. Why did so much extra shit come with working with the Otsutsukis?

Fuck.

Kakashi handed him back his phone,

"Fine. Yes to the gathering, no to the after party. At least on my behalf."

The white headed youngster nearly jumped for joy but contained himself. "Perfect, I'll let him you know you RSVP'd" before Toneri left the office, he turned around again, settling the dryness in his throat, putting his hands behind his back. "Oh- um- who else would be going?"

Hopefully a certain dark haired goddess with lavender eyes.

Kakashi licked his finger, then proceeded to flip through some paper work, already done with this guys presence. "I'll let you know by the end of the day."

Toneri stammered, "It would be better to know right no-"

"End. Of . The. Day. Got it?"

Chills went down his spine. "Yea for sure! Got it no problem boss."

As soon as he left the room, Kakashi sent a text to Naruto, Sasuke, and Shikamaru.

Kakashi: I have a favor to ask you all and you're  probably not gonna like it

***

Sounds of machinery, the dropping and squeezing of water, and laughter rang all around the room of the art studio. Up tempo music played in the background, providing a bit of cover to the explicit conversation Sakura, Ino, Ten and Hinata were having as they engaged in their pottery class.

"Wait- so you two haven't done it yet?" Sakura had a scrunched up nose and her eyes widened in disbelief.

Ten Ten's mouth dropped, "Hina you're lying!"

Ino shook her head, smoothing out the pot she was making on the spinning machine, "and here I thought we were gonna get some spicy details of your long awaited rekindling."

Hinata frowned, "Girls..." she gave them lowered eyes "He's taking it slow for me."

They all smirked at her and said "But you don't want it slow."

She bit the inside of her cheek and lowered her head. They were right.

In fact they were so right- that Hinata was too embarrassed to admit that the rest of that Sunday she stayed at his apartment- it was her secretly begging to have sex.

Once they started kissing, they really couldn't stop kissing. They wrestled within the sheets, their hands started running all over each other, electricity filling their finger tips. In between the covers, Naruto nudged her legs open, slid between them and instantly she felt how hard he was. His lips moved hungrily away from her lips and onto her neck, and he had her hands pinned above her head.