Sakura halves the vibrations by sitting on only one of Hinata's legs.

Original Chapter by AkaB

Maybe if she sat on just one leg, she'd be able to stabilize herself better? Of course, the only problem with that plan was that it required Hinata to open her tightly-closed legs enough for Sakura to slip one of her legs in between. Given how reluctant Hinata might be over opening her thighs, this was not a conversation that she wanted to have out loud in the middle of a group of boys.

Sakura let her left hand trail down just behind her leg and settle on Hinata's bare thigh. With her leg in the way, the only person who would be able to see her fingers from there would be Naruto, and she seriously doubted that he somehow knew how to read the touch-based tapping code that the girls had been taught in their kunoichi-only infiltration classes.

“So,” Sakura said out loud as she prepared to distract the boys, “How have things been going for all of you with your Jounin teachers since we graduated?”

With that topic breached, and the boys talking, she started to subtly tap her fingers on Hinata's thigh in a coded rhythm.

[I need to get in between your legs. Could you open your thighs a bit?]

In the seconds after she finished tapping, Sakura realized that the opening message she coded on Hinata's thigh could have been worded better.

Hinata blushed, pausing for a few seconds to process the message. After she was certain she'd translated Sakura's taps right, her blush deepened, while she hesitantly placed her fingers near Sakura's. Her blush turned full scarlet when she realized that the only place she could tap on Sakura from there while leaving the pinkette's hand free to 'talk' back was in the space where Sakura's buttock met the side of the girl's thigh.

[Sorry. Must have misheard. Please repeat.]

Sakura bit her lip at the feel of Hinata's fingers in that somewhat intimate place, as she reworded her silent communication. [I need to sit on one of your legs only. Please let me slide my leg in between your thighs to keep stable.]

[But-] Hinata paused for a moment, before continuing. [-they'll see my-] Hinata paused again as a sudden revelation hit her. She was about to tell a naked girl who was surrounded by equally naked boys that she was afraid that the boys might see her pussy. She'd been doing her best to keep her head down and survive this spring trip with her fainting count down to a minimum, so focused on the fact that she was only clad in a towel or that this specific person or that specific person was naked, that she hadn't really realized one core part of the situation.

She was the odd one out. Everyone else here was naked except for her. Choji, the boy whose temper could only be raised when you raised his body issues over being fat – naked. Shino and Kiba, her teammates who know that she'll see them tomorrow and remember their bodies from today – naked. Sakura, her fellow girl – naked. Every excuse she could use – feeling shame over her body, not wanting teammates to see, and being a girl among boys – all excuses diminished by the people around her who had the same excuse and went naked anyway.

Hinata had always been an introvert who looked in on other peoples' social circles without being a part of them. And right now, she realized that she was an outsider yet again. She was the only one wearing clothes. Or a towel, at least.

With the realization that she was the odd one out for wearing a towel, she slowly found herself with the novel sensation of getting embarrassed over not being naked. She didn't actually want to be naked, of course. The thought rather terrified her. But by being the only one covered, she felt like she was the one that was somehow doing something wrong. Was there... was there something wrong with her for not taking off her towel? Was crippling shyness enough of an excuse?

Sakura misinterpreted Hinata's long pause as the girl being unwilling to tap out the word 'pussy'. She could certainly understand where the girl was coming from – she'd have been vastly happier with today if she wasn't exposing her own pussy, after all. [It's okay. My leg will be in the way. They won't see anything.] She paused, and couldn't help herself from adding, [On you. They'll see everything on me, of course.]

Hinata's mind swirled with her thoughts over being the only one clothed. Was it better to be the only one clothed in a group of naked people, or the only one naked in a group of clothed people? Which was worse? She didn't know what the right answer was.

After waiting for the other girl's reply for a while, Sakura hesitantly tapped out, [Hinata?]

Hinata couldn't decide on what to do. She didn't want the boys to have any chance of seeing her pussy, but was that fair of her or was it kind of selfish? Everyone else here had exposed themselves. Their shared nudity was reminding her of those trust exercises that they held back in the Academy during the classes that, with the clarity of hindsight, she knew had been designed to promote teamwork. Everyone else here trusted the others with seeing them at their most vulnerable – when they were naked. Was fighting so hard to keep her intimate parts hidden actually a signal of her distrust of her peers? Did Kiba and Shino now think she didn't trust them as teammates by covering up when they went naked?

The swirl of confusing thoughts and counter-thoughts just got worse the more that she went through them. Feeling Sakura's fingers rise off her skin, no doubt as a sign that the girl was about to tap another message to her, Hinata caved under the pressure of having to make a decision that would have been an easy 'no' a few minutes ago, but was now a confusing mess of 'I shouldn't/'But maybe I should'. She couldn't decide, so she took the path of least resistance and left the decision to others.

[You do what you feel is best.] Hinata tapped out. [I trust you.]

Sakura resisted the urge to smile. Hinata had said yes! Or, at least she had said 'yes' in a very non-confrontational way, which was not surprising for the polite Hyūga girl. With permission given, she brought her right leg up in front of Hinata's closed legs, and lightly pushed it in between, gently requesting entry to the Hyūga girl's legs. After a few moments of gentle pushing, Hinata seemed to gather her courage enough to lightly part her knees, allowing entrance. Soon enough, Sakura had pushed her leg back far enough to get a stable stance, allowing her to sit herself squarely on Hinata's left thigh.

With Sakura settled into her new spot, Hinata took her attention off the girl and back to her inner debate. And as her thoughts clashed and swirled at the confusion of feeling embarrassment from being clothed among nude people, her legs continued to vibrate from constant, nervous heel jiggling.