Unmentionable Conversations

The lingerie set Sakura liberated from its rack was the teasing sort, chiefly frills and transparent black lace.
"Do you think Kakashi would like this?"  passed her lips for the umpteenth time as she held up the garment, seeking rejoinders from her two female companions.
This time out of perhaps seven previous, it was Ino who met Sakura's anxious query.
"How should we know?  He's YOUR boyfriend."  
She adjoined a little noise of candid displeasure, directed toward the nightgown she had previously been examining that she now saw possessed an unattractive pattern of green polka dots upon the rear.
"That's the thing……"  Sakura turned her interest toward a violently pink pair of underwear, adorned by a collection of  resplendent violet and black bows.
"It's hard to know what he wants.  He seems happy no matter what I do.  He's always willing to try new things in bed, but he's never the one to suggest them.  If I didn't know any better, I'd say he has no sex drive at all."
"No sex drive?"  Hinata's reply came in a rather vague manner, for her interest had been snatched by the sight of a gossamer bedgown of deep crimson, its length both teasing and casually appropriate.  Her mind drifted in the midst of possibilities, most of them evoking her signature red cheeks.
Sakura, who had come to the abrupt discovery that the panties she had cast her gaze upon were devoid of a rear, hastened to journey forth in her explanation.  "He never asks for sex.  I guess that should worry me, except it's not like he REFUSES sex when I bring it up.  We could do it every morning and night for an entire week or only one day a month.  He's completely cool with it either way."
An imponderable number of words rose to the surface of Ino's mouth, but what escaped was a rather sharp, clipped laugh rich in bitterness.
"You're lucky.  Shikamaru begs for it every night, no matter how tired I am.  And even if I feel like I'm about to drop dead, I can never resist that face.  Damn his cuteness…….."
Sakura had previously been unaware that Shikamaru possessed anything that could be accurately seen as akin to cuteness, but kept such poisonous words miles away from her throat.  In a distinctly careful manner, she met Ino's utterance with the rather vague pensee, "I guess all men aren't the same after all."
"What about you, Hinata-chan?"  Ino queried suddenly, turning her gaze to her red-faced fellow kunochi.  "How does you and Naruto's sex life go?"
"What?!"  Abruptly flustered, the plethora of nightgowns Hinata had liberated spilled from her arms in a jumble of aggressively bright shades and teasing placements of lace.  
Sakura beamed a look of deep distaste at Ino, but the other hastened ahead even as Hinata hurriedly kneeled to recover her fallen bounty.
"Don't worry, Hinata.  It's only us girls, after all.  You can tell us."
Hinata was now shoveling the nightgowns back into her eager grasp in a besotted fashion, but she felt compelled to give in before Ino could begin pressing down on her.
"N-Naruto-kun…….he's………he's…….very good in bed."
A dark tint of cherry bloomed upon the female's face the moment the words left the safety of her vocal tunnel.  It was quite clear that even having stepped through the gateway into her 25th year of life, Hinata was in no hurry to leave behind the shy, blushing little girl that had become rather a legend across the village for her sudden fainting when in the presence of one Naruto Uzamaki.
Another sharp, clipped laugh from Ino.
"Oh, Sakura-chan would know all about that."  There was something germinally resentful hovering over Ino's tone, the sneer that forged itself on her visage just a little too malicious.
A boulder dropped into Sakura's stomach.
But when she met Ino's utterance, her omphalos was wrapped within the safeguard of a steady, carefree tone.
"Me and Naruto only dated for a few weeks.  We were just on the verge of having sex when he decided to break it off."
"Only the verge?  I was under the impression that you two got a little hot and heavy after your second date."
Sakura's fingers dug into the smooth material of a lacy black nightgown, her features pallid.
Hinata's hand had ceased roaming the pleasingly soft material of the lilac brassiere she had liberated from a rack, her gaze suddenly latching onto Sakura's in a selcouthly threatening manner.
"Something you conveniently forgot to tell Kakashi?"
"What happened with me and Naruto-kun……."  Sakura hesitated, eyes closed, a petite sigh flowing from between her lips.
A single moment of expedient silence between the threesome.
At last, Sakura carefully disrobed the quiet.
"I could never tell lies to someone who can read me better than I can read myself.  If you were to ask Kakashi, he'd tell you that nothing happened between me and Naruto that night.  Absolutely nothing."
Gratefully seizing this as a palladium for her relationship, Hinata returned to her task of choosing applicants worthy of her underwear drawer.  
Ino, however, had had her curiosity aroused and could not properly satisfy it without a single thrust straight to the center of the matter.
"How's Kakashi in bed, Sakura?"
Sakura paused before meeting Ino's question, making an exaggerated show of examining a bra and panty set with the utmost care.  It was three or four moments before she chose to deliver her reply, finally tearing her interest from the nightwear.
"He's very good, I suppose.  It's not like I've had hundreds of men.  But he always manages to satisfy me, and he's perfectly compliant."
"Were you his first?"
"INO!"
This from Hinata, who had dropped the pretense of being adamantine in the indifference she had imposed upon herself moments previous.
Passing over the blushing female's outburst, Ino pressed the query deeper.  "Is it true Kakashi was a virgin until he had sex with you?"
Looking supremely unconcerned, Sakura replied casually, "I didn't think to ask."
"What!  Didn't think to ASK………?"
"Do you think this color looks good on me?"  Sakura inquired calmly, fingering the crimson lining of a particularly scanty duo of undies.
"If Kakashi was MY boyfriend…….."
"Thank god he isn't…….."
Ino chose to pass over this as well.
"………..that would have been the first thing I asked him.  Haven't you noticed the aura of innocence he gives off?"
Sakura chuckled.  
Aura of innocence?  Was Ino pulling this stuff out of her ass?
"Unlike you, I don't like to pry, even if the person is my lover.  If Kakashi was a virgin, he would have told me.  Or not.  What difference does it make?"
Before Ino could fire a "It makes ALL the difference!" and vilipend Sakura's words, Hinata slink anxiously into the silence, determined to prorogue an ill-fated foofaraw.
"Don't you two think we should finish up?  The boys are waiting for us outside."
"Let them wait," Ino met Hinata's reasoning impatiently.  But Sakura had already loaded herself with an idoneous amount of undergarments and was heading toward the counter.  Hinata rushed to follow suit, her arms overflowing with a surfeit of unmentionables.
Greatly against letting such a rich conversation fizzle into nothing, Ino pursued the two, liberating two completely random nightgowns from their racks as she passed.
"When you started dating Kakashi, everyone was sure that you'd find out more about him in one night then he's ever revealed to any of us in the fourteen years we've known him.  But if he won't open up to his girlfriend, who WILL he open up to?"
The women unfettered their chosen purchases upon the counter in an untidy heap.
"For your information," uttered Sakura in a lightly amused tone.  "He HAS opened up to me.  He's told me all sorts of things about himself, his views on life, his dreams and his nightmares."
"Then why haven't you told US?"  Ino practically screamed this query, impatience rising to the very top of her voice and bubbling over.
To this, Sakura offered an empathetic little smile.
"You don't understand the concept of love, do you?"
They had departed the store before Ino could cease her indignant sputtering long enough to reply.
"Sorry for the long wait," was Sakura's eudemonic greeting for her lover.  "We got a little carried away with our conversation."
Passing Kakashi her bulging shopping bag, she leaned forward and kissed his cheek.
He smelled of flowers.