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Samadhi	By : Zelha Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Kakashi/Sakura Views: 3589 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: As the New Year is around the corner, our
favorite kunoichi wonders what to do with a suddenly elusive lover of hers.
And, of course, she has all the answers she needs ... in some well known books.
Written for the KakaSaku Comm and FC.

Disclaimer and warning: Not mine, dammit.
I only own an Epica t-shirt. Also, smut, plus one or two manga spoilers.

Regarding the title: Samadhi (Sanskrit: समाधि) is a Hindu and Buddhist technical term
that usually denotes higher levels of concentrated meditation, or dhyana, in Yogic schools.

In
Hinduism, it is the eighth and final limb of the Yoga Sutra of Patanjali. It has been described as a non-dualistic state
of consciousness in which the consciousness of the experiencing subject becomes
one with the experienced object, and in which the mind becomes still
(one-pointed or concentrated) though the person remains conscious.

Samadhi

The Tower
was deserted and dark.

Being so
late into the night � and in such a special night for all the habitants of the
Leaf Hidden Village � there wasn�t a soul that witnessed a swift shadow padding
soundlessly through hallways, chakra masked, making its way towards the only
place with light in the entire Tower.

The cloaked
shadow pulled the hood a little more over the person�s head. Full, red lips
arranged themselves in a little, mischievous smile.

Truly, this
night was going to be even more special. If, of course, the person that was the
target got along with the scheme.

For a very
sexually frustrated Sakura, this meant using whatever means necessary in order
to get the much needed release she was certain she was going to get from her
lover.

It had been
a little more than two weeks on an emergency mission to the Fire Temple. She
had been specifically asked to contain a bout of a weird influenza among the
monks, presumably planted by a rival country. It had happened before.

�There were two weeks in which Sakura, along
with a team of medics � Ino had scowled something fierce when the Hokage
pointed out that Forehead was to be team leader � had isolated all the monks
afflicted with the flu, examining the stages of the disease in order to control
it and develop a vaccine in record time. Ino had to concede defeat when Sakura
emerged from the makeshift laboratory, tired and haggard-looking but wearing a
satisfied expression while carrying a metallic tray of syringes in her hands.

The flu
wasn�t a biological weapon though, just a different type of influenza, brought
from a monk that went to Kumogakure to bury his mother. Emergency diffused and
relieved for a good job done, Sakura�s team returned home � but not before
having their Christmas celebrations, seeing as they were too late to join
Konoha�s festivities.

But now,
Sakura thought as she approached the wooden door that separated her from her
lover, she was home, cold, hungry ... especially hungry.

She had
been in a relationship with him ever since he was basically dragged by his ear
to take the Hokage mantle. However, his lackadaisical ways remained the same,
but with a fine difference: Hatake Kakashi was the Hokage, if only for a few
years until Naruto stepped up to the position, much to his veiled annoyance.

And she knew
that, nowadays, Kakashi was ready to run to the hills and leave the office
unchecked.

It went
without saying that Sakura, thanks to a night in which she tried to support him
when they learned of a team that was killed on a mission � a mission he sent them on � became the closest one
to the silver-haired Hokage, emotionally speaking.

Sakura
still kept the pieces of the smashed vase he had broken as she had listened to
his rant.

From being
his confidante to his lover wasn�t much of a leap, especially when he finally
gathered his courage to confess his feelings, which were very similar to hers.
They still kept it secret, however, mainly because of the village�s gossip
grapevine (even if Ino was one of the main vines, she wisely kept the secret
under threat of bodily harm from all her girl friends, that wanted Sakura to be
happy with whoever she wanted), and the council. It was a known secret though;
Naruto had been seen smirking during meetings when Sakura glared at some inane
comment the Copy-Ninja-turned-Hokage had the misfortune to say.

All in all,
their friends knew. And if they didn�t give a damn, well, they weren�t going to give a damn either.

�Are you
going to come in or what?�

His gruff
voice broke her out of her little reverie, making her smile. He had sensed a
presence, but not her presence.

Opening the
door, she was faced with a clearly unhappy Kakashi, his hat lying on the floor
as if he had dropped it on purpose, no hitai-ate covering his Sharingan and his
nose buried in a scroll report. His Icha Icha books had been lovingly kept by
Sakura at her home, seeing as his assistants (Iruka and Yamato) had been loud
and clear in their protests about how the Hokage needed to give the example by
not carrying around such pieces of filthy literature.

�Report,� came the brisk, no-nonsense command from her leader and
lover. Sakura smiled once more as she closed the door and pulled off the hood
of her cloak.

�Team
Sakura is back, Hokage-sama,� she announced, making him look up sharply from
the scroll. �Mission accomplished. The influenza wasn�t a bio-weapon though,
just a species from Cloud. The bacteria were isolated, the monks were treated,
and everyone is happy.�

Kakashi
leaned back in his seat and sighed, sending a little, tired smile to his lover.

�Okaeri,
Sakura,� he greeted her, his voice changing to that intimate murmur he only
used with her, aware that she had come to see him alone. �You didn�t get
contaminated by that flu?�

�Tadaima,
Hokage-sama,� she teased him, regaling his tired eyes with her brilliant smile.
�Nah, it was just a common flu, just a bit harder to beat. Everyone is happy,
like I told you.�

�Not
everyone,� he pointed out softly. �I was ... nervous.�

�I told you
I was coming back,� she reproached in a low tone as she walked to his desk.
�Moreover, why are you here? I thought you were going to be out drinking with
Aoba and Genma, now that the Driller Sergeants aren�t here to spoil your fun.�

�The
Driller Sergeants are out drinking with
the rest of the group,� Kakashi informed her flatly. �But not before
threatening bodily harm if I didn�t finish up this paperwork. Apparently, there
are some Daimyo that need an answer from Konoha before the target they request
dies from old age.�

Sakura
threw her head back and laughed heartily. �Don�t act as if you don�t like
pissing those Daimyo off,� she mock-admonished, waggling a gloved finger at
him. �Hokage-sama, you need to be more serious! What would the Drill Sergeants
say?�

Kakashi
crossed his arms over his chest and hung his head. �I hate paperwork.�

This was
the opening Sakura needed. They were entirely alone in the tower; such a
momentous occasion happened just once a year: the New Year�s Eve, while
everybody else was drinking and waiting for the fireworks...

�I know you
do,� she drawled in a low tone, her hands going to the clasp that held her
cloak closed, pulling it open and letting the heavy outerwear fall to the
floor.

The
stunned, heavy silence that followed told her that the little surprise she had
for her loved one worked marvelously.

-X-

She had
gone to her apartment as soon as she had returned to the village with her team,
Ino tottering behind her as Sakura marched on. The conversation they had had
during their mission had turned, as usual, to guys and sex. But this time,
Sakura didn�t blush or stutter like other
times she was confronted with this particular topic of conversation.

Ino lobbed
on with a wicked smile, but couldn�t get anything from Sakura. Therefore, Ino
decided to share her most outrageous accomplishments.

Genjutsu,
bunshin, sparring sex... Ino had experienced them all. Sakura only smiled, but
it had opened the door of her curiosity. She had been a good sport with
whatever Kakashi wanted to try, but now ... she wanted to be the one suggesting
something kinky.

And to be
honest, those stupid books were extremely fun to reenact.

Grabbing a
quick shower and performing her ablutions quickly, she had found Ino flipping
through the orange-jacketed books, making notes on a blank scroll.

�Good God,
Forehead, this is a gold mine!� she said as she noticed her friend padding
around in a bathrobe. �Why didn�t we read these before? Hmm... The food chapter
is interesting...�

�I told you
they were kinky. Jiraiya-sama was a truly gifted writer.�

�Kami bless his soul,� Ino answered as she made another
note. �Hah! I can�t wait to try this! Do you mind if I borrow one of your med
coats?�

�What, want
to play doctor with your boy-toy?� Sakura laughed as she rearranged all the books
that Ino had pulled out for perusal. �I think I can give you one of my old
coats. And no, I don�t want it back.�

�I wasn�t
planning on returning it anyway,� the blonde smirked and winked. �Now what are
you going to do? Jumping the Hokage�s bones sounds kinky enough for me. Sex on
the desk, maybe?�

�Been
there, done that,� Sakura said absently, selecting one of the green-jacketed
covers as her friend snickered. The Icha Icha books were more extensive than
most people knew. Paradise covered a series that lasted for twelve tomes,
Violence was about seven books long and Tactics � her personal favorite � was
ten books in total.

Book three,
six and nine of Tactics had a few little tricks that she had been wanting to
try on her darling man. And, of course, being the thorough studious person she
was, she had them all marked with little pieces of paper.

A few
minutes later, after a quick rereading, she was all set to go.

�Don�t
forget to give him the mission report before you fuck his brains out!� Ino
remarked as she waved goodbye. Sakura laughed and, with a quick hand-seal
sequence, vanished into the night.

All hail
perfect chakra control, she thought with a muted giggle as she appeared on the
Tower�s stairs, her cloak covering the little number she had on.

-X-

Said little
number appeared as a pair of tiny, indecent dark red panties that hugged her
hips by only a thread, a little bra of the same color that failed to cover the
hard buttons her nipples were, and a delicate silver chain around her waist,
adorned with a tiny padlock.

�So? Do you
like it?�

Sakura�s
red lips spread in an inviting smile as she raised her arms and twirled, giving
Kakashi a full view of her apparel � or lack thereof. But as soon as she
finished, the chair behind his desk was empty.

Green eyes
widened as she felt a warm, hard body pressing into her from behind.

�Good God,
Sakura...� he breathed, a deep rumble in his chest vibrating through her back.
�Do you want me to have a heart attack?�

�Not
really,� she answered cheekily, pushing her hips back, rubbing her practically
naked cheeks on his crotch, which was already starting to stand in attention.
�But I have to admit I missed you.�

�Not as
much as I missed you,� he said, toying
with the silver lock with one hand, the other wrapping around her side.
�Damn... you look good enough to eat.�

�Dinner is
ready, then,� she breathed, as she pulled his mask down and their mouths
clashed in a heated kiss. His tongue sneaked out to play with hers as his hands
started to roam over her luscious body. But something made him break off the
kiss with a muffled sound of surprise.

�Wha...?� he managed to ask before he slipped his fingertips
over her left hip and her right breast. It felt way too smooth, no fabric could
be felt-- �You... a henge?�

�Surprise,�
she shivered as the palm on her breast squeezed her instinctively.

�Brilliant,�
he whispered in awe as his hands covered both her breasts. �This... This is... Tactics... You finally caved in and read
them, didn�t you?�

�You know
my curiosity, Hokage-sama,� she explained between teeth as she turned in his
arms and pulled at his robes impatiently. �And you know what I want, now. You have ten seconds to get rid of
those stupid robes or I�ll rip them off of you.�

�Yare yare, Sakura-chan, so scary,� he mocked, already complying with
her demand. �You
better be careful with the robes, they�re the only ones I have left.�

�I�ll
commission new ones for you,� she retorted with a laugh as she pulled his
standard-jounin long-sleeved shirt off. �And new pants and whatever else you
need.�

�Hey, I�m
the Hokage, I should be the one buying pretty things for you,� he teased her as
he pushed her onto the desk. �That way you could dress up for real instead of
using a henge... but I have to admit that the idea is simply genius.�

�I learned
from the best,� she started to laugh but his tongue being dragged down her
collarbone to her chest made her let out a moan. �Mmm...�

�I knew you
were my best student,� he snarked before his lips closed on a hard nipple,
making her back arch against him in breathless response. �The best, the
best...�

�Yeah,
Jiraiya-sama was the best writer in the five great shinobi countries,� she
joked as her fingers threaded on his unruly hair, keeping his head in place.
�Such witticism and bright descriptions, battle scenes and...�

Her teasing
ended with a squeal when his hands spread her thighs and a pair of fingers
teased her before plunging within her saturated core.

�Cheeky
little thing, you�re so wet,� he reprimanded with a low growl. �Didn�t someone
teach you to respect the sanctity of foreplay?�

�No,� she
answered promptly, bucking her hips to make his fingers slip deeper inside.
�Perhaps you can teach me, Sensei.�

�For the love
of--� Kakashi groaned when the once dreaded, now used as leverage title was
uttered by her lips. �I�m about this close to losing control and bending you
over the desk to fuck you like an animal in heat,� he practically snarled as he
nibbled her nipples in feverish succession. �Do you want that?�

�Don�t
threaten me and do it already!� she protested. However, she was made to gasp in
surprise the moment he flipped the desk over at her words. A myriad of papers
went flying around them as her chest was pressed onto the hard wood, leaving
her ass presented to him in a delectable position.

�Don�t
release the henge,� he warned before pushing his pants down and guiding himself
to her nether lips. �Otherwise you�ll be punished.�

And without
warning, he pushed himself inside her, making her release a sigh of ecstasy.

�Yesss...� she
breathed, feeling how her walls stretched themselves to accommodate his shaft.
�I needed you there so badly...�

Kakashi
pulled out slightly before slamming back in again and again, making her moan loudly and repeatedly.

�My
naughty, delicious girl,� he said in a dark tone before repeating his motion,
eliciting the same response from her. �Contract your inner muscles, Sakura, yes... just like that.�

�Kakashi-sensei...�
she whispered before her frantic hands grasped the edge of the desk. �I
can�t... I can�t hold... mmm... the henge for much longer...�

His hand
reached her hair and pulled gently, making her back arch. A few kanji had been
imprinted on her skin, but he didn�t much care about all the documents they
were messing up. The only thing that mattered was this little channel of
paradise that rippled around him, and the sweet body of his lover that was well
on her merry way to being sent over the edge thanks to the unerring force of
his thrusts.

�Hold it,
that�s an order,� he hissed, feeling how her core was clenching responsively to
his domination. �Prove that your chakra control is something exceptional,� he
enthused, massaging her hips and cheeks. �Fuck, Sakura ... how I missed your
ass.�

�Harder!�
she snarled in frustration as she looked over her shoulder, face skewed in
concentration not to lose the technique while pushing herself onto her elbows.
�You can get reacquainted with my ass later.�
Now make me come!�

Kakashi
smiled widely, speeding his powerful thrusts as the first group of fireworks
lighted up Konoha�s night sky. �The countdown is almost here, Sakura,� he said
between heavy breaths. �Listen to the people.�

And true
enough, the happy shouts of the people celebrating in the streets were
beginning to chant the numbers from twenty to zero, in order to reach the
midnight hour and to greet the new year that was about to arrive.

�Nnn...� Sakura was clearly above listening to the sounds of
the partying village. �Almost... Kakashi! Faster,
Hokage-sama!�

Hammering
himself into her, he complied, his long fingers pressing the skin of her
abdomen, narrowing the path he was pistoning in while successfully rubbing the
underside of his shaft on that particular spot that never failed to make her
wild.

Her inked
back arched as the countdown began its final stage.

�Ten!�

�Aaaah! Yes!�

�Nine!�

�Almost...� Fuck me harder, Kakashi!�

�Eight!�

�You�re
fantastic, Sakura!�

�Seven!�

�God, I�m
so close!�

�Six!�

�Come for
me, Sakura, come all over me!�

�Five!�

�Oh, oh...
Kakashi...! Kakashi!�

�Four!�

�Fuck! Sakura!�

�Three!�

�Now...! Oh Kami, Hokage-sama!�

�Two!�

�Yes! Like
that, just like that!�

�One!�

�Aaaah! KAKASHI!�

�Happy New Year!!!�

Her henge
slipped, of course, under the force of that incredible hot orgasm that ran
through her veins, searing her senses to a white haze that threatened to make
her pass out. This triggered Kakashi�s release as well, as the flimsy garments
disappeared soundlessly and without warning, showing him her swollen, red core
as it received his penetrations eagerly. The visual imagery, coupled with the
ruthless rippling of Sakura�s inner walls, pushed him over the edge, making him
unload his seed deep into her with a shout of completion.

It took
great effort not to crush her onto the desk as he rested his head on her back.
The coupling had been fast and almost furious. Luckily for Kakashi, Sakura had
been basically asking for it, even if she was sure to sport a few bruises on
her abdomen and legs thanks to his frenetic thrusting and the grip of his hands
on her hips and cheeks.

Outside the
office, outside the Tower, fireworks were lit among the cheering of the Konoha
citizens that were greeting the year that was just beginning. The streets were
filled with people, shinobi and civilians alike, holding each other and kissing
and toasting with sake and other spirituous drinks, all optimistic for the year
that was surely going to bring many successes and abundance to Konoha.

And, with a
little bit of luck, a new Hokage as well.

�Mind
explaining to me why the little chain and padlock?� Kakashi asked with a sigh
as he finally sank onto his chair with his lover cradled on his lap. She let out
a tired laugh as she emerged once more to a fully conscious state, fingering
the silver contraption as she felt his hands running over her back and bottom.

�I wanted
to do a few tricks from Tactics, but this,� she unlocked the chain with a tiny
pulse of chakra, closed the lock once more with somewhat trembling fingers and
slipped the chain over Kakashi�s head like a necklace, �was something from
Violence that I�ve always wanted to try.�

He smiled,
realizing exactly the scene she was alluding to. �The office
bondage? You dirty little thing...�

�Hey, you
never give me the chance to do anything!� she pouted exaggeratedly. �I was
barely getting rid of the cloak when you had me over your desk. And look at
this,� she pointed at her bare breasts, covered in ink smudges and barely
discernible kanji. �I�m a mess! The Drill Sergeants are so going to have your
ass for this.�

Kakashi
shrugged. �I�d rather have your ass,�
he replied smugly before kissing her smiling lips. �And don�t worry; we have a
long year ahead of us for you to experiment with whatever you want as long as
it�s with good old me.�

�I plan to
hold you to that, you know,� she chuckled softly before delivering a sweet kiss
on her lover�s lips. �Happy New Year, Kakashi.�

�Happy New
Year, Sakura. Welcome home.�

-

- Tenna' ento lye omenta -

-XxX-

AN: Happy 2010, people! 8D Here�s hoping this New
Year doesn�t suck so much as the one that we�re leaving behind.

And I�d
like to thank my awesome and dear friend Ronsmyhero
for looking over this piece on such a short notice. You rock, woman!

Thanks for
reading!
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