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There was a quaint hustle and bustle inside the gym that I have been frequenting for the last couple of months now. The gym is a relatively large gym with several types of equipment and work out spaces and all kinds of people feeling at ease and passionate about working out. Naturally, I signed up for a membership so I could get back into shape again after the long winter period, however, that was not the reason that kept me coming back well into summer even after my physique was in top shape. The gym had several staff members working there as well as a team of personal trainers among whom was a young, agile and dedicated trainer known by the name of Izuna Uchiha. He was lean, yet muscular; ruthless as a trainer, yet compassionate in his teachings, but most of all he had been the center of my attention whenever he was around. The moment I first laid eyes on him and he gave me that cheeky side-glance was enough to lure me into his spell. His eyes were a beautiful black onyx almost as if you were staring into the darkest depths of the universe. Not to mention, just as black his hair that was often tied back into a ponytail while he was teaching his clients. His movements were swift and precise like you would see among only the best types of athletes and it made me both jealous and intrigued. Izuna was a naturally flirtatious person in his entire being and made connections to others easily.
Today seemed to be another one of my lucky days. I had come in to do a regular work out to maintain my stamina when I noticed Izuna working with one of his clients, a redheaded woman in her 20s. I had seated myself on one of the bench presses and started doing my reps making sure I averted my eyes from them from time to time as to not let them notice I had been watching. After my reps I flung the towel over my right shoulder as I reached for my water bottle, happily gulping it down to give some relief against the rising heat under my skin (and no, not just from the work out). I cleaned the equipment quickly before moving onto the next, picking equipment that suited my body and workout schedule, but also that allowed for me to keep an eye on the raven haired man. Was I obsessed with him? Heck no.
I distracted myself by putting more effort into the leg press machine I was now sitting on. My white hair was becoming a bit damp from sweating and stuck to my face as I wiped my arm across my forehead. If you were to compare me to the other guys that were also training, my legs were probably not as muscular as theirs. I preferred it that way because overly thick thighs were not my cup of tea. The more muscular parts of my body would be my arms, back and abdomen. Although, right now only my arms would be visible as I wore a relatively tight tank top that exposed them. I had caught Izuna looking at my arms once before when he was walking through the gym on his way to the trainers’ office. His gaze had lingered for just a couple of seconds longer than would normally be appropriate, although he didn’t acknowledge it in any way and just quickened his stroll directly after. But it had been enough for me to know that he was interested, even if it was a tiny amount.
As frustrating as it was for me, getting his attention seemed to be a much harder task than any of the equipment in the gym provided. In the 6 months that I’ve been here he made me work for every bit of attention he granted. Sometimes it felt like with every attempt that I made I took ten steps back, like a little cat and mouse game. But, the attraction I feel toward him increases with every day I go to the gym and makes it harder not to lose my sanity. Perhaps it’s purely physical, because other than watching his trainings I don’t yet know much about him. The thing is though, I want to know more about him. And I couldn’t see any other way than to wrap up my current workout and head to the registration desk.
“Hey, I want to register for a personal trainer.” I leaned my arm on the counter as I spoke with a young lady who stood behind the desk typing away on a computer. Her name tag wrote ‘Temari’ and she was wearing the traditional gym outfit that every staff member wore, displaying the name of the gym in big letters vertically across her side. “Izuna Uchiha seems to be a good trainer and I’d like to train under him if he has the time available.” I managed to get the words out and thankfully she couldn’t hear the nerves behind them. What if he didn’t have time to train me? I’d be no step further. Luckily for me he had a spot on Wednesday… 2 days from now. I thanked her for her help and sorted the registration forms and finances before grabbing my stuff and heading for the locker rooms to have a shower.
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“Izuna you have a registration from a new client. I booked them in on Wednesday, hope that’s okay.”
Izuna tilted his head as he took the forms from Temari and scanned them over quickly. When he flipped the page and saw the profile photo his eyes widened at first before they turned into a daring look. “That’s fine, thanks.” So he made a move huh? Izuna grinned to himself thinking back to their interactions so far. Usually at a distance, but not anymore it looked like. He couldn’t deny the fact that he was interested in the snowy-haired male, probably more interested than he should be given the fact he was just a customer at the gym he worked at. But he already knew that Tobirama only came to the gym on the days he worked there, because in the past when he had to unexpectantly switch a work day Tobirama didn’t come. Starting something with a customer was inappropriate though so he had kept his distance and only allowed himself to sometimes glance his way. As long as he wasn’t near him he could keep his own feelings in check.
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Two days later and it was that day. I took a clean set of workout clothes and put them in my gym bag with some Nikes and my trusted water bottle. I don’t live too far from the gym and decided it would be a nice day for a walk there. Besides, it could help calm me down some. I beeped myself in with my membership card and headed up to the stairs to the locker room to get changed. I brought another tight, blue tank top and shorts to show off some skin and muscle. I’m sure that wouldn’t hurt to get his attention, right? I took up my bottle and threw my bag into a locker before I headed out. The music was loud at this time of the day, near the evening, and many people came in to do a session after work. I wasn’t entirely sure where I was supposed to meet up with him but I made my way through the crowd towards the exercise mat. It wasn’t long before I could feel that I was being watched and I turned around to see two familiar onyx eyes on me.
Izuna stood not too far from me with his arms crossed over his chest, seeming to look me up and down taking in every detail of my body. He had never spent as much time seizing me up as he did now and it made me feel slightly on edge. What was he thinking about me registering for his personal training? The raven circled around me and continued his visual intimidation. He seemed pleased though as he stopped when he came back in front of me. “So…” He said with a small glint in his eyes. “I hear you asked for me as your personal trainer.” There was something about the way he said it.
A bit of heat crossed my face at the forwardness of his question. Of course he stated the obvious, because I had indeed registered for his trainings, but it felt more like he called me out on it. “Ah.. yes, you see… I have been training for half a year and seem to be in shape, but I’m unsure how to expand my training.” I hoped that it would be a good enough reason to seek out a personal trainer. Izuna accepted it by the look of it and nodded while he thought of a plan. We discussed my regular workout schedule and the type of equipment I usually worked out with. Izuna suggested going back to the basics first and build up to a different regimen than I was used to.
“Let’s start with regular sit-ups and see how many you can do in 3 minutes.” Izuna said as he made his way to the mat and insinuated that I take place and start. I did as instructed and watched how he, after a bit of hesitation, took my feet and lower legs between his knees while he held around my legs so I would be able to do my sit-up properly. Being in such close proximity to him for the first time made my heart kind of race and made me want to close the distance even further. He was much more beautiful from up close than I could have imagined. I raised my head and shoulders up from the ground slightly, a half-assed kind of sit-up you could call it. Izuna seemed to not understand why I wasn’t doing it properly. “You better do it right.” He said with a look of annoyance crossing his face. “If I do it right, you’ll probably regret it.” I told him with a small grin on my lips. He rolled his eyes at me and then watched, perplex, as I moved to do a proper sit-up ending up staring deep into his eyes with our faces mere inches apart. I gazed down at his lips and gave a small smile before laying back down and repeating the process. Izuna’s embarrassment was visible by the way he averted his eyes downward to the side and his cheeks colored slightly. With every turn I rose up to meet his face my gaze increased in intensity and he couldn’t help but glance back at me. After doing a couple of reps I moved to do one last sit-up as our faces were just a couple of inches apart and I leaned my arm over my knees to remain upright. I touched my forehead to his own and watched how he was lost for words. “Izuna, when did you become so beautiful?” I said, my voice laced with amusement.
Izuna’s eyes widened before he shoved me back down by my shoulders and rose up to stand at my feet. I chuckled at his reaction and crossed my arms behind my head watching him. Some people around us were whispering and looking, but I didn’t mind. I had finally seen the reaction from him that I wanted to see for so long: he was into me as much as I was into him. He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest again sending me a sharp glare before he turned to leave. Thankfully my reflexes are quick as I reached out to grab his ankle and pulled him down onto the workout mat. The raven was just as quick though and turned onto his back while I climbed on top of him and pinned his wrists next to his head. He looked disheveled and even more sexy than before laying like this. “I was only joking.” I said as I smiled at him. Well, it was only half the truth really.
Izuna brought up his knee and kicked me in the side with it sending me flying sideways and clutching my stomach as I grunted. The Uchiha was up on his feet in seconds and peered down at me with a smirk. “I was just joking around too.” He swerved his head and by that shook his ponytail that had fallen over his shoulder towards the back. I didn’t realize that he was a good fighter as well, my mistake. “Seems you have time for joking around, I will make sure to increase the schedule.” Izuna said sarcastically and seriously at the same time as he took up some dumbbells and placed them in front of me as a sign to pick them up. He was true to his word and gave me a very hard training session in the hour that followed. Our little seductive dance back and forth was highly entertaining and I am sure I will keep coming back to this gym for a very long time to come.