Screw the other options, she'll act like she's attracted to Hinata.

Original Chapter by AkaB

Coming to a decision (and ending the unintentional show that she'd been giving her two companions by just standing there full-frontal), Sakura walked over to the spring and slid into place right next to Hinata.

“U-um...” Hinata managed as she realized that Sakura was sitting waaaaaay too close to her to be socially acceptable in a girls-only bath. But maybe the rules for mixed bathing were different? Maybe girls and boys sat as far apart as possible, even if it meant sitting too closely to each other? She'd never done this before, after all (and based on the way her heart had been beating at double-time ever since Sakura had briefly stripped her of her towel, let alone since when she saw Naruto would actually be bathing with them, she probably wouldn't have survived the experience without a coronary if she had) .

Hinata's eyes widened as Sakura leant into her. Her breath quickened as she felt the nubs of the pink-haired girl's nipples sliding across the wet skin of her upper arm as Sakura settled into position. A position that involved wrapping one arm around Hinata's waist, while the opposite-to-her-body hand settled on her bare thigh just below the edge of her tightly held together towel. Then, the contact on her leg doubled as Sakura her bare closest knee against her own.

Sakura tilted her neck, her eyes sensuously half-lidded as she rested her lower lip against Hinata's earlobe and whispered, “Sorry for springing this on you. I hope it's not too disgusting. Just play along. I'm going to get Naruto to see you as desirable even if I have to kill him to do it.”

'Naru-who?' Hinata dazedly thought as Sakura added her other hand to the mix of affectionate stroking, rubbing slow circles over her towel covering the far side of her belly. To make the **** worse, Sakura was also rubbing her small, bare breasts against her arm, the two nipples drawing an erotic path against her skin. Hinata blinked, her face upgrading a couple of shades from 'beet red' to 'might-not-be-breathing red' as she remembered that Naruto was with them, watching them. Watching as Sakura rubbed against her body. The only thing that kept her from fainting was the ever-present worry of her towel coming undone and exposing her body to both of the other ninja when she went ****.

If Naruto was the whimpering kind, he'd have definitely whimpered at the sight of Sakura doing something (licking? Nibbling?) to Hinata's ear – the one on the far side that he couldn't fully see due to the angle of the weird dark-haired girl's head. He wasn't the whimpering kind, though – he was more the loud shouty kind. “Hey, what are you doing Sakura!?”

“Just some bath skinship, Naruto,” Sakura boredly said even as her hand on Hinata's thigh started to stroke up and down, sometimes pushing against the held-down-tight towel for a split-second to offer the suggestion of going underneath, before stroking down again. “It's perfectly normal for us girls to admire pretty girls' hair and skin when we share baths.” To add to her words, she leant in and rubbed her cheek against the other girl's short hair. “So silky! You must tell me what shampoo you use!” Turning her attention back to Naruto, she added, “And Hinata is so cute that I just couldn't resist. You don't mind, do you? It's not making you uncomfortable?”

Naruto Uzumaki would sooner roll around in hot coals than ever admit that something made him uncomfortable. Even if that wasn't true, there was no way he wanted to be the one to end this. He'd always known that Sakura was passionate. It was what attracted him to her in the first place, along with her cute looks. Even her passionate anger was a bit of a turn on, especially when it was aimed in her arguments with Ino rather than her ones with him. But he'd never considered how that passion might look when it wasn't aimed in anger or aimed all lovey-dovey at Sasuke.

If he thought his cock had been hard before, he was wrong. It was now at the stage where it could effortlessly block knife strikes. But beyond the sexual fire that today was lighting inside him, there was a second source of warmth. Sakura had opened herself in an unexpected to him today, and he wasn't just thinking of the slit between her legs. She'd willingly revealed some of her personality that he'd have never have guessed at. If she hadn't decided to invite him along he'd have never known that she was so at-ease with mixed bathing, so comfortable with her own body that she didn't mind him seeing any part of it, so okay with doing in front of him what girls apparently did when they were together in baths without boys. She'd opened up to him, like she cared about him. It didn't make his dick any less hard realizing it, but it made him happier to watch her than sexual excitement alone could do.

Hinata was no better off. Her nipples would have been poking through and plainly visible if she'd been wearing anything lighter than the thick towel that was firmly knotted to hide her cleavage. She couldn't remember when she'd had anything as intimate as a friendly hug in her standoffish clan, let alone the sensual stroking that the bold girl next to her was doing. When you lived in the middle of a clan that could see through walls, even masturbation was off the table. As Sakura's hand shifted to rub up her inner thigh rather than the front, Hinata couldn't stop herself from softly mewling at feelings she'd never experienced before. Feelings that she wasn't sure she wanted to stop, even if Naruto was watching. Maybe even because he was watching. She was too lost in a fog to muddle through her feelings and be sure. She knew that she was expected to stop Sakura from such unasked for advances, but she wasn't as bold as the other girl. She couldn't muster the determination to voice anything to stop the pinkette beyond her pleading moans and cries.

'This... this isn't so bad, actually,' Inner Sakura noted, surprise tinging her 'voice'.

Sakura kind of agreed. Thanks to her unwavering devotion to Sasuke, she'd never considered herself to be anything less than one hundred percent heterosexual. But rubbing her body against Hinata felt surprisingly nice. She really was a very pretty girl, with such soft skin that it felt so very nice to stroke her fingers over. And the soft, gasping sounds that Hinata had started to make were sending unexpectedly pleasant shivers straight to her core. Hinata's unguarded responses were also making her somehow feel more attractive, something she always struggled with thanks to her large forehead – was she flattered that she could get even another girl to be so turned on by her? It couldn't be more than that, she was totally committed to Sasuke! The strangely positive feelings were almost enough to make her forget that she was naked and putting on a display for Naruto, of all people. Almost.

“Your skin smells divine. What moisturizer do you use?” She asked, her voice pitched to ensure that Naruto heard every word. After only getting a soft moan in response, Sakura steeled herself before leaning forward. After making sure that Naruto could see what she was about to do with a subtle glance out of the side of her eyes, she stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and slowly, sensuously licked a large swath of Hinata's cheek.

“Oh man,” Naruto groaned, at the same time as Hinata's eyes shot wide-open and she gasped.

“You taste good too,” Sakura added. For a moment she forgot that she was putting on an act for Naruto, to mark Hinata as a sexually interesting woman in his eyes, as she added, “I am so jealous of you if that's your natural taste and not a moisturizer brand.”

Hinata just whimpered in response.