Chapter | 02

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YN can't keep her eyes off the dancing yellow rays of sunlight peeking through small pockets in the thick canopy overhead. The shaded yellow light creates a soft yet vibrant orange glow under the leafy covering.

The silver haired jonin knew that broaching the topic of YN's training wasn't going to be an easy task, but she hasn't uttered a word since they left their camp earlier. The two shinobi have been trekking well into the mid-morning, surrounded by a thick and uncomfortable silence. The only sounds filling the void are their sandaled feet making contact over moss covered tree branches and the wooshing of wind rushing past their ears.

He had expected for their vibe to be different than the other missions they've embarked on together with the rest of the gang, but he didn't expect for her to completely clam up. After travelling half of the morning, it has become apparent that YN isn't going to initiate conversation anytime soon and that he will have to make the first move.

He slows down slightly, allowing for her to catch up so they can travel side by side and in his peripherals he can see her lips pursed into a grim line and her eyes casted towards the branches whizzing under her feet, avoiding him at all costs.

"YN," He begins, dropping the affectionate term he usually uses for her and Sakura. "I think it's time we start your training."

Dread pools in the pit of her stomach as she bites back a groan of frustration. Great, it's only been half a day and he's already trying to humiliate me, she thinks bitterly.

"This isn't the type of green that's gonna persuade me to take off my clothes," the (brunette/ blonde/ redhead etc.) snarks back irritably.

Wow, their mission hasn't even begun and she's already on the defensive; what a great way to start a mission. To her dismay, she's aware the reason she's being so bïtchy is because she's still bitter about what she overheard yesterday.

"I wasn't going to ask that of you," he states patiently, keeping his dark eyes ahead to not miss his footing. "I just want to talk with you and help you mentally prepare for what you'll face. Understand that I don't want to embarrass you but it's my duty to prepare you for future challenges. Even if it's difficult, I expect a positive attitude from you from this moment forward or else you'll make it harder than it has to be. Got it?" He says in a stern tone he hasn't used on her in years.

His chiding takes out some of the fight in her. Pushing her lips out in a pout, her voice comes out less harsh. "Got it."

"Good. Now, chances are, when you're dancing, several men will offer you large sums of money to take them in a back room for some...er...private attention." He says, providing a less vulgar way to put it. "In these moments, it's crucial that you maintain control, otherwise they will certainly attempt to take advantage of you."

YN springs onto another tree branch before she quickly glances at her former teacher and juts out her chin in defiance and shrugs nonchalantly, "easy."

Kakashi fights to hold back a sigh at this typical stubborn teenager, but he has to make sure this essential information gets through her thick skull somehow.

"Here's the thing, YN, I know you're a very nice girl who can struggle with setting boundaries with people you don't know well, especially men. However, you're going to have to use sensuality and cunning to control them, so, not only do they keep their hands to themselves, but it's also the best time to interrogate anyone we deem suspicious."

A scowl etches into her features as she frowns in opposition, ready to contest with her teacher. "I do not! I can handle myself, I'm not some damsel in distr—"

"— I never said you were," he says, cutting her off before she can even begin her rant. "But that one time you tried to follow that creepy guy back to his house after he told you, 'his friend would love you' proves my point, YN."

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