6. (y/n) (l/n)

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거짓말하지마 천사가 맞잖아; 정체가 뭐야

|・゚゚・chapter six・゚゚・|

"I hope you don't mind but I invited my new sister!" Naruto announced to a few of his friends. Nervously, (y/n) exited the women's locker room in her training gear. It was standard and not unique, but it showed off her curves... if she had any.

A few nights back, (y/n) was bonding with her whiskered step-brother. While laughing along side of Naruto, she cracked a dark joke that sounded very degrading. It was along the lines of not having a lot of friends because she looks like a baked bean. Mouth agape, Naruto stared at her in disbelief, and, with his secret power of words, they fell into a deep conversation concerning their insecurities.

(y/n) revealed that she had low self-esteem, especially when it came to her body. Naruto would listen quietly, eyes meeting her teary ones. After being rejected so many times by the way she looks, she soon found out that she didn't have the ideal body type. "If only I had a bubble butt, bigger bust, flat stomach, toned legs, and strong arms then maybe I would have someone that cared for me," She told him. The rest of the night was a blur. Naruto kept reassuring her that someone will come along and that it shouldn't matter how you look. In the end, he invited her to a training session in hopes to inspire (y/n).

It was a distant memory now-- one (y/n) was thankful for. As Naruto conversed with his friends, the (l/n) stood behind him like a lost puppy. Anxiety was shown through her face; her brows were creased and she refused to look into anyone's eyes. Not that they had any reason to pay attention to me anyways, she thought.

"Finally, another girl!" Sakura exclaimed, pumping her fist. (y/n) realized that she was now the center of attention, so, to feel a bit more comfortable, she folded her arms over her stomach.

"Hello, (y/n)," Sasuke greeted with a small smile. It quickly went away, however. His eyes wandered over her form, making her self-conscious. What was he thinking, she asked herself, staring down.

"Hey, guys," the girl said back, biting her lip when she met their gaze. It didn't take a genius to figure out that (h/c)-ette was nervous. She tried her best to muster up a confident smile, but it ended up looking like she was confused with life.

"Now we just have to wait for Kakashi-Sensei," Sakura told Naruto and (y/n). Naruto forgot to tell (y/n) that Kakashi would be joining them, so she picked at the hem of her sleeve. She didn't expect to see him so soon.

"Speak of the devil," Sasuke said, pointing at the entrance. The silver-haired man had his hands in pocket, per usual.

With an agitated tone, Naruto boomed, "You're late again!" He pointed an accusing finger at Kakashi, catching the Jonin's attention.

"What can I say," He shrugged, locking eyes with the nervous (y/n), making her blush. "I got lost on the path of life."

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The three ran off to the machines, taking turns spotting and using it. They left (y/n) in a cloud of dust. That's when she realized she was alone with Kakashi once more. The pink hue never left her cheeks.

She would be lying if she said she didn't fantasize about the older man. She imagined his arms wrapping around her body, hugging her from behind; she imagined him whispering sweet nothings into her ear while they lay in bed together. Her late night thoughts about him consisted of steamy activities. Since he was older than her by a few years -and no doubt handsome- (y/n) was sure that he has had intercourse experiences. Now, seeing Kakashi so suddenly, she felt almost guilty that she thought such things. Did this make her a sinner?

"Would you like me to spot you?" Kakashi asked, wrapping his slender fingers around her wrist. It was a childish move, sure. However, (y/n) found it oddly cute.

"I, erm..." (y/n) started, not wanting to admit that she didn't know how to lift weights. "Never been. Wait no, I don't know- That's not it either," She rambled, looking up at the ceiling, praying for the god of good luck to smile upon her.

"Hm? You've never been to a gym? Or am I wrong?" He asked, leaning so he was at eye level with the younger girl. With a small tug on her wrist, he drew her closer to him, noses almost touching. At a lose with words, (y/n) shyly hummed to confirm his suspicions; she has never been to a gym in her life. She's been to a gymnasium at school for sports, class, and assemblies, but it obviously differed from a real gym.

(y/n) expected an irritable sigh or an annoyed groan. When Kakashi gave her a closed-eye smile, it made her heart flutter and butterflies erupted in her stomach. Was this all a dream?

"Then I'll teach you," Kakashi said. As fast as the smile dawned upon his face, it went away. His back was turned toward her, but her thin wrist was still in his gloved grip.

(y/n) wanted to seem polite -and to have a good impression- so she said, "Thank you, sir. I really appreciate it."

"Ah? Sir?" He said, glancing at (y/n) over his shoulder. He let go of her wrist, and the same hand brushed through his gravity-defying locks. "I know I have grey hair, but I'm not that old, (y/n)," Kakashi chuckled, patting her head.

"Yes, of course. I di-didn't mean it like that! I mean, if you were -say- thirty or something crazy, you would still look good," she said, muttering the last part. The dog owner, being a well-trained shinobi, heard the compliment. He was in a state of euphoria without (y/n) knowing.

"You think I look good?" He questioned, wanting her heavenly voice to say it again.

"Wh-What? I have no idea what you're t-talking about, s-sir!" She said, bringing her hands to her tomato-red cheeks and covered them. Her ears were the same way-- glowing pink in embarrassment.

"Should I be offended, miss."

"Wh-Why would you be?" She stuttered again.

Taking her chin between his thumb and index finger, he gently lifted her face so her eyes wouldn't wander away from him. "You just called me ugly, no?"

"No!" She said, then gasping at her sudden outburst. She felt as if she was digging her grave deeper and deeper whenever she opened her mouth.

"Then what am I to you?" Kakashi asked in sultry tone, eyelids drooping as he gave her a lazy, yet I-heard-what-you-said-moments-ago gaze.

"You-You-" What was (y/n) supposed to say? You are the most sexiest man I've ever seen and I want you to take my virginity then treat me like a princess; is that what she was supposed to say?

"I'm waiting, miss," he said, tilting his head. Kakashi, you are a tantalizing man, (y/n) thought. She swore her heart has skipped a few beats.

"You are a person, sir!" (y/n) blurted out.

Stupid hoe. Stupid hoe. Stupid hoe.

Stupid hoe, she repeated in her mind, scolding herself. She so desperately wanted to bang her head on the wall to make herself loose that embarrassing memory. It would -no doubt- be burned in her brain until the day she died.

"It's alright to find me attractive, (y/n). The feeling's mutual," Kakashi admitted, placing a hand behind her head. He started to lean in, letting go off her chin to pull down his mask slowly.

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