Sensei | By : Jayde Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Kakashi/Sakura Views: 22554 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Flashback
(One year ago)
He had expected the knock that came, late that night. It was loud, frantic. He could hear the harsh, panicked breathing on the other side of the door as he pulled it open. A face slammed into his chest as arms wrapped around his midsection. Every night for the past week, she had found her way to his apartment. Every night, she would waken from her terrifying nightmares and rush to him. To her Sensei.
Kakashi pushed his door closed with one hand as his other wrapped around Sakura’s back. It had been raining, and she was soaked, but neither cared. Her tears trailed down his bare chest as she sobbed out incoherent words as she cried. As the door latched, Kakashi lifted her up and carried her to his sofa, where he sat and pulled her into his lap.
He had tried to get her to talk to Naruto, or even Tsunade, but she had refused. Besides, they hadn't been the ones who had found her.
He had.
He had found her, naked and bleeding, strapped to a chair as torturous genjutsus crawled through her mind. She had been missing for two weeks, taken during her third Jounin mission. The Tani-nin had slaughtered the team she was with, before taking her captive. They were trying to get information out of her on the location of Sasuke; information that she didn't have.
She hadn't given anyone much detail, other than submitting to a submitting to a physical. Tsunade explained that she hadn't been physically raped, but it was probable that something along the lines had been used through a genjutsu. The Hokage had pulled Sakura from the field until further notice.
Kakashi wasn't sure what had driven her to seek him out, of all people, for comfort, but Tsunade had advised that he give Sakura any kind of comfort he could. The pink-hairs girl had even stopped showing up for hospital duties.
So he sat there, every night, as his previous student broke down and sobbed in his arms. She would eventually cry herself into exhaustion and fall asleep. He'd carry her to his bed and tuck her under the covers before retreating back to the sofa and laying down himself. Most nights, he would watch her sleep, watch her toss and turn in her nightmares.
So like every other night, he held her while she cried through her pain. It was when she started shivering from the rain, that he finally spoke to her.
“You're wet, Sakura.” He murmured, his chin resting on her head. “We should get you dry clothes before you get sick.”
Her nails grazed his chest as her fingers clenched. He felt her take a deep breath, trying to calm herself before she spoke. She shifted in his arms and looked up at him, her bright green eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Something flashed behind them before she suddenly moved.
Kakashi leaned back slightly as she was suddenly straddling his waist. He didn't get far, though, because she hooked a finger under the top of his mask and pulled him back towards her.
“Sakura..” He warned, his voice low.
He had seen the shift in her gaze, and looking up at her now, something was different.
“Nani, Kaka-sensei?” She whispered, her fingers brushing against his face underneath his mask.
Kakashi shivered under her touch before reaching up and quickly wrapping his own fingers around her wrist, preventing her from pulling it down further. He watched her as she studied him, her eyes searching every inch of his face. With one hand trapped, she reached up with her other hand and brushed his silver-white hair out of his face, a quizzical look crossing her own.
She leaned closer, pressing herself into him. “What do you see with that Sharingan, Kaka-sensei?” She asked.
He raised an eyebrow at her. He didn't wear his Hitai-ate when he was home, and it seemed like Sakura had just noticed. Her eyes were searching his, waiting for him to answer.
“Everything.” He answered.
He wasn't sure if that was the right answer or the wrong answer, but her finger pulled at his mask again.
“Can you see me, Kaka-sensei?” She asked, letting her forehead fall against his. She pulled her hand away from his hair and clenched it at her chest, across her heart. He watched as her eyes squeezed closed. “Can you see my pain? Can you see my fear?”
A single tear trailed down her face as she took a shuttering breath.
He watched her, letting both his normal onyx eye and his blazing red Sharingan take her in. It seemed like he hadn't noticed that she had grown up. Her hair had grown out and she had gotten taller. He suddenly noticed that her body had filled out, as her breasts pressed against his bare chest. His breath hitched as she moved in his lap. His attention was pulled back up to her face as that single tear hit his cheek.
“Does no one see that I hurt?” She whispered, pain evident in her voice.
And his heart broke for her. She had become distant from everyone. Even Naruto, even Tsunade. Even him, when it wasn't pitch black outside and her nightmares weren't ruling her. She'd pulled away from everything, flinched at the leaves as they passed by, shied away from strangers and friends alike.
Kakashi dropped his hand from her wrist and reached up to wipe the tear away from her face. She was smart, talented, and beautiful. The last thing that his pink-haired Kunoichi should feel was pain.
Dropping his hand was the wrong thing to do, because Sakura’s fingers pulled his mask all the way down his face. He saw it, first, with his Sharingan. He saw everything she was about to do, and he had the time and speed to stop her. But for some reason he didn't.
So when she actually jerked his mask down his face and then covered his mouth with hers, instead of stopping her, he opened for her and let her kiss him. Her body pressed into his as his hand slid around the back of her neck, and he lost himself in her.
He lost himself in her smell. She smelled like fresh flowers after a spring rain.
He lost himself in her taste. She tasted like chocolate mints.
And he lost himself in her touch. Her fingers clinging to his hair as she kissed him. Her breasts as they pressed into his chest. Her legs as her whole body became flushed against his. He could feel himself growing hard as she moved against him. He growled into her mouth and she responded by kissing him harder, deeper.
He had never allowed any of the women he had slept with, to see his face, and he had never kissed them. But having Sakura here, wrapped in his arms, her mouth on his, pulled at something inside of him. And he had never fathomed, when he took on the three promising students, that Sakura would grow up into such a beautiful woman.
As the thought of “students” crossed his mind, used the hand around the back of her neck to pull her away from him. It tore at his heart when she whimpered in protest.
“We can't, Sakura.” He said, even as he kept an arm around her waist to keep her close to him. The heat from her body sent a shiver straight down his spine.
Sakura leaned closer, fighting the hand that was holding her, before laying her lips on his jaw.
“We can.” She whispered, her fingers sliding up his chest and over his shoulders. “I'm not a child, anymore, Kakashi.” She said, leaving off her affectionate “sensei”.
Kakashi rolled his eyes back as her mouth trailed across his jaw and down his neck. “Then I'll say that we shouldn't…” He groaned out. His fingers constricted on her waist as she nipped at the pulse point on his throat.
“I need to feel, Sensei.” She whispered against his skin. Something pulled at him as she called to him. “I want to feel something.”
It was a terrible idea, and he knew it. He was pretty sure she knew it too. But he was also pretty sure that she didn't care at the moment.
He swallowed, hard, as her mouth trailed back up and across his chin. He knew he should stop her. He knew he should move her off his lap and send her home. And he was. He was going to move in just a second. He swore. He was going to pick her up and take her straight home. He was going to-
“Please, Sensei.” She suddenly whispered. “Please, let me feel.”
This time when she kissed him, he didn't hold back, and he wasn't going to stop her. Instead, he tightened his grip on her waist and pulled her around and onto the couch beneath him. He rested between her legs as he laid across her body. She was right, she wasn't a child anymore. Her now ample breasts rose between them as she breathed through his kisses. He pulled one hand away from her face before slipping it beneath her still-wet shirt. Her nipples were already peaked as he wrapped his hand around her breast. Her skin was cold and she shivered beneath him at the contrast in temperature.
He growled as she suddenly broke the kiss, but groaned as she saw her shirt vanish onto the floor. He rose up enough so that he could look at her. One breast was in his hand, his fingers teasing it, keeping it at a peak, while the other one was firm and puckered, waiting for him. Kakashi flicked his eyes to her face and flashed her a grin, before leaning down and covering the lone breast with his mouth.
“Ah! Sensei!” Sakura gasped, her nails scraping against his scalp as she tried to keep from clenching her fingers in his hair.
He felt himself get harder when she called out to him. He swirled his tongue around one nipple as he teased the other with his fingers. His teeth grazed her once and he felt her legs wrap around his own. He rocked his hips into hers and this time her fingers did tighten in his hair.
And he loved it.
A few moments later, he felt her arch against him, her legs tightening against him again.
“Kakashi, please?” She whimpered.
Without pulling his mouth away, he looked up at her face. “Hm?” He asked, rolling his tongue across her nipple again.
She didn't answer him at first. Instead, she pulled his hand away from her other breast and dragged it down her body. He had to roll off of her, partially, as she slipped their hands down her shorts and past her panties. He did pull his mouth away from her then, groaning as his fingers slid across her wet, hot womanhood.
“Touch me, Sensei.” She finally whispered.
He didn't need anymore encouragement, and he slipped his fingers inside of her. He watched her face as it contorted in pleasure. Her eyes rolled back as his thumb ghosted across that small bundle of nerves.
“Kami, Sensei.” Sakura breathed.
He watched as her hand trailed back up across her hip, then her abdomen, to finally slid around and cup her own breast. He was distracted enough by her face and her own hand, that his eyes widened when he felt her other hand wrap around his shaft. He had been so ensnared by her that he hadn't even noticed that her fingers had slipped beneath his pants. His head fell on her shoulder with a groan as she stroked him.
It took him a few moments to regain control of himself before he leaned over and covered her mouth with his. She opened for him instantly with a moan, the fingers that weren't playing with her own breast wrapped around the back of his neck. Their tongues danced and fought for dominance, his winning as his fingers passed over that spot inside of her. Her whole body jerked in response and he had to reach between them to move her hand before he came.
He pulled his own hand away from her heat, receiving a whimper in his mouth in response. He chuckled as he broke their kiss.
“Shh.” He whispered, as he hooked his fingers under both her pants and panties, pulling them over her hips, down her legs, and tossing them on the floor. He kissed her once while he pulled his own pants off. “I want to be inside of you.” He murmured, as he settled between her legs.
Kakashi stilled and looked down at her when she shuddered beneath him. He took in all of her, the rise and fall of her breasts, the glean of sweat on her stomach and brow, the way her own eyes were trailing across his body. He gave her a smile when they stopped on his face and her eyes widened as she suddenly realized that he wasn’t wearing his mask. He stayed still as she reached up and trailed her fingers down his cheek and across his chin before running them across his lips. Catching one of her fingers with his teeth caused her eyes to snap up to his and they locked gazes. As soon as he had her attention he jerked his hips forward.
Sakura cried out beneath him and he saw her fingers as they dug into the side of the couch. She was tight and he had the fight the last few inches, holding himself inside of her as soon as he was sheathed. He kept his eyes on her face as he waited for her body to relax around him. He wasn’t prepared when he saw a tear trail down her face. It tore at his heart and he reached up to wiped it away. Sakura’s hand shot up and wrapped around his own and she held it against her cheek.
“What’s wrong, Sakura?” He murmured. “We can stop, if you want.”
Sakura shook her head and pressed her cheek into his palm. “No, no. It’s-” She cut herself off as she sucked in a shuttering breath, closing her eyes. “I wasn’t sure.” She whispered.
Kakashi cocked his head to the side, eyebrow raised. “About what?” He wondered.
Sakura opened her eyes and looked away from him. “Tsunade said that they didn’t, but I...I couldn’t tell real from Genjutsu for a long time.”
It clicked then. She hadn’t been sure if the torture and rape she had endured had been real or not. The slight pain and stretching sensation she had felt when he took her had lifted an obvious weight from her shoulders. She was relieved. Kakashi let his head fall until their foreheads touched.
“I was actually afraid you had changed your mind.” He confessed.
He felt her head shake beneath his. “Never.” She answered, before rocking her hips into his.
Kakashi growled before covering her mouth with his. He kissed her as he rolled his hips forward, revelling in the feel of her beneath him. He lowered himself until their bodies were flush and he could slide an arm around her waist, which allowed him to thrust deeper inside of her. A smirk crossed his face when her pleasure became too much for her to hold back her cries. Her arms were wrapped around his back, her nails digging into his skin. He didn’t care, he loved it. Sakura wrapped her legs around his as she tried to match his rhythm. She was a quick study, as always, and when she tightened her muscles around him he had to slow down for a few minutes.
She must have caught his reaction, because she did it again. Kakashi’s head fell on her shoulder.
“Kami, don’t do that.” He groaned. He could feel her fingers in his hair.
“But you like it.” Sakura whispered, and he caught her eyes as they slid over to his face.
“Hai. A little too much.” He agreed.
She did it again and he moaned into her shoulder. “Kami, Sakura, please.” He begged.
Sakura giggled before doing it one more time. He wasn’t sure how she was doing it, but he knew that if she kept it up, he wasn’t going to last very long. With his arm around her waist, he raised her lower body enough that each quick thrust sent him gliding across that one spot inside of her. He smirked as the sly look on her face transformed into one of pure bliss. Her eyes rolled back and her hands fell to her sides, searching for anything to hold onto that wasn’t his skin. He was glad too, when he saw her nails cut into the fabric of his couch. She was too distracted with her own pleasure to think about teasing him with his.
A few moments later, he felt her try and tighten around him again. He snapped his eyes up to her face, which was contorted in pleasure. With his free hand, he teased one of her nipples with his fingers. Her body arched suddenly and he had to adjust his hold on her to keep up his rhythm. Mewling sounds slipped past her lips and he leaned down to capture her mouth. She kissed him frantically, her hands returning to his back as she held onto him. When she jerked away from his mouth, he leaned near her ear.
“Come for me, Sakura.”
And she did.
And she was beautiful.
Her mouth formed a small O as her eyes rolled back and she cried out for him.
“Ah, Kakashi!”
He felt her nails bite into his back, but he didn’t care. She tightened around him, hard, as she came, and it pushed him over the edge a moment later. He thrust against her a couple of times before holding himself inside of her, letting her body milk his seed from him. Each time she constricted around him, it prolonged his own climax.
Finally, he collapsed on top of her, his face buried in her shoulder as they both tried to relearn how to breath. It was several minutes before either of them tried to move. Sakura moved first, if only to run her fingers up and down his back. He laid there for many more minutes, basking in her soft touch as she drew patterns again his skin.
He had been with many women before, but only for physical release. Usually when he and the woman were done, they’d get redressed and part ways. But lying there against Sakura, with her soft breathing and gentle fingers, he didn’t want to part ways. He didn’t want to move. So instead, he rolled over until his back was against the back of the couch and he kissed her.
Present
It was almost half an hour later when Kakashi finally showed up at the Hokage tower. His eyes immediately found Sakura, who must have gone home and changed before coming to the tower. She had dropped her Haruno tee for a black tube top and red half vest. Mesh connected the tube top to her short black shorts, where a red half skirt hung off her right. Both the vest and the skirt had the red Haruno symbol on them. She wasn't working or going on any missions that day, that he knew of, so her medic and nin packs were nowhere to be found.
He caught a flash of her smile as she subtly rolled her eyes at him. Even through his mask, he smiled back at her, knowing she'd see.
“Ah, Kakashi. Good, you're here.” Came Tsunade’s voice.
Kakashi finally snapped his attention to the rest of the room. While Sakura was leaning against the window behind Tsunade’s desk, Naruto and Sasuke were standing in the front. Both had their hands in their pockets. Naruto looked excited, but was thankfully not bouncing around the room. Sasuke was leaning back on his heels, his head tilted back towards Kakashi as he spoke.
“Kakashi.” He greeted.
Kakashi raised his hand. “Sasuke.” He returned. “Decided to come back?” He asked, as he stepped around the Uchiha’s right before stopping beside him.
Sasuke inclined his head. “Hai.” He answered, before tilting his head towards a corner of the room. “We finished taking out the Akatsuki a couple of months ago. We’ve just been waiting on the Hokage's approval to re-enter the village.”
Kakashi followed Sasuke’s head tilt to see one Uchiha Itachi leaning against a corner wall. He raised an eyebrow at the Uchiha, who returned a nod.
“As you can see, there were a few hoops she had to jump through first.” Sasuke finished.
“Mostly she had to get the elders to admit that Itachi’s destruction of the Uchiha Clan was an order issued by them in order to preserve countless lives.” Sakura scoffed from her window.
“Privy to information?” Kakashi asked, as he moved across the room to stand beside her.
Sakura laughed and shook her head. “I was here on time. Tsunade explained everything while you were out saving little ole ladies.”
Kakashi mock glared at her. “It was a puppy stuck in a tree, thank you very much.”
Sakura flashed him her brilliant smile and shook her head again, turning her eyes back to the middle of the room. “Alright.” She said. “Still. Show up on time and you might learn something.”
Kakashi leaned towards her as Tsunade started going over what she expected from the returning Uchiha.
“I thought I was the teacher.” He whispered.
“For now, Sensei.” Sakura whispered back, her voice changing when she added Sensei to the end.
His heart leapt in his throat for a second, before he noticed that her eyes were locked on Sasuke. He pulled back from Sakura and tuned into the conversation at hand.
“There is no reason to force you to go through the Chunin, or even Jounin exams.” Tsunade was saying. “Team Seven has a mission later this week, and you’re welcome to join them. Sai could use a break from those three, and we can substitute it for your exams.”
Sasuke nodded. “That would be fine.” He agreed.
“Naruto.” Tsunade called out to the blonde headed boy.
Until then, Kakashi had almost forgotten that he was even in the room, he had been so quiet. He felt Sakura lean over as she answered his unasked question.
“He was, literally, bouncing all over the room when I first got here. Tsunade threatened to kick him out of if he didn't calm down.” She whispered.
Kakashi chuckled. “Ah.”
He closed his eyes for a few seconds, breathing in the scent of her. She was still leaning towards him when she spoke again.
“I don't think Itachi can see very well.” She murmured.
Kakashi opened his eyes and followed her line of sight to the older Uchiha, who still had yet to speak. He was looking out the window, but his eyes seemed unfocused. Kakashi noticed that instead of the blazing Sharingan he expected, Itachi’s eyes were dark onyx.
“Without the Sharingan active, I don't doubt it. The Sharingan steals the light of your eyes.” Kakashi answered.
He saw a frown pass over Sakura’s face. “I think he lost the light of his eyes long before his Sharingan stole it.” She murmured, before walking the length of windows behind Tsunade's desk.
*****
The Hokage spared Sakura a glance, but didn't comment on her approach to the elder Uchiha. She stopped in front of him, still a couple of feet away, when he looked towards her. Sakura raised her hand in a small wave.
“Ohayo, Uchiha-san.” she whispered.
The elder Uchiha lowered his head in a greeting. “Ohayo, Haruno-san.” he responded.
Sakura smiled and stepped forward, her fingers wiggling in the air. “Do you mind if I look at your eyes?” She asked softly.
Tsunade had introduced them when she had first gotten to the office, which was why he knew her name.
She saw him flick his gaze towards Sasuke, and she followed with her own eyes. His brother must have been listening, because he gave a slight nod and Itachi relaxed in front of her.
“Of course.” He murmured.
Sakura smiled and moved closer to him before reaching up and gently touching his left temple with her right hand. The Uchiha had gone tense again when she touched him, as if it was unusual that someone was touching him. She could sense, with the chakra seeping from her fingers, that his muscles were coiled tight, like he was restraining himself from lashing out.
Maybe he was.
She decided to talk to him.
“I should probably let you know that I've not had the pleasure of looking at any Uchiha eyes.” She said, softly. “Kakashi’s Sharingan is on permanently, so there's really nothing to heal.”
“His body isn't suited to have the ability to turn it off.” Itachi answered, as she searched his eye with her chakra. “It was implanted with the Sharingan active, yes?”
Sakura nodded, but then noticed that he had closed his eyes. “Hai. And the medic-nin was still in training at the time. She did a good job, considering.”
Tsunade had gone back to talking to both Naruto and Sasuke behind her.
“Rin. Hai. I remember the death of Obito.” Itachi reminisced.
Sakura was silent for awhile after that, as she used her chakra to search for anything that would tell her why the Uchiha lost their eyesight. It was a few minutes later when she found it.
“Ah. There it is.” She murmured.
She saw Itachi raise an eyebrow.
“It's a tight, and I mean tight bundle of chakra right in front of your fovea.” She said. “That would be why you can't see very well.”
“I can see well enough that I know that he watches you.” Itachi murmured.
Sakura jerked her hand back and looked up at him sharply to find him gazing down at her. His voice had been low enough that she was certain no one else had heard. She leaned forward a bit.
“Who?” She whispered.
A ghost of a smile passed over the Uchiha’s face. “Hatake.” He murmured.
Sakura felt a blush crawl up her neck and she shook her head. “He's probably just making sure you don't try anything.” She answered, as she sat back on her heels. “You are still a missing-nin.” She teased.
Itachi’s eyes flicked behind her and a bemused look came over his face. “True.” He agreed.
Sakura shook her head again and reached up to his face once more. Pushing chakra into the back of his eye, so focused on the small bundle of his own chakra, trying to break it apart.
“I honestly have no idea if this is going to work or not.” She warned.
Itachi stayed silent. He had closed his eyes again and was slightly leaning into her hand. After a few minutes, she felt the ball of chakra pop and release.
“One down.” She mused. “One to go.”
She started on his right eye, the chakra there breaking apart soon after.
“Now that that's done, we can-ack!”
Sakura had just pulled her hand away from Itachi’s face when his eyes snapped open. Something wasn't right, because his hand wrapped around her throat and she was slammed into the glass window behind them.
“Uchiha!” Tsunade yelled, standing up so fast that her chair slammed into the wall, denting the window sill behind her.
Even though Itachi was cutting off her air supply, she held up her hand to the group of Shinobi who suddenly jumped up and ran towards them. She shook her head, specifically, at Kakashi. Her eyes caught the narrowed eyes of both Naruto and Sasuke. She swallowed around Itachi’s hand, and sent Sasuke a questioning look. He gave her a nod, signaling that he saw it.
“Itachi? What happened?” He asked, his hand out in front of him.
He was right behind Kakashi, who had a kunai drawn. The silver/haired man kept his eyes on Sakura, waiting for her to tell him that she needed him. So she shook her head, slightly, because that's as far as she got before Itachi’s grip tightened. She could have fought him, but it probably wouldn’t be the smartest thing to do, so she waited.
“She's blinded me.” He growled.
“I'm sure that is not the case, or intentional, Uchiha. Now let. My medic. Go.” Tsunade growled back.
Sakura’s eyes widened and she tried to shake her head again. She sucked in as much air as she could and tapped on the glass with her hand, directing everyone's attention to her fingers. She kept tapping on the glass as she let chakra flash into her hand. She heard Kakashi sigh and watched as he sheathed his kunai.
“She has to finish healing the pathways in your eyes. It's not letting in light because it's overwhelmed by the light.” He informed the currently enraged Uchiha.
Sakura felt Itachi’s fingers loosen just enough that she sucked in a strangled breath and nodded.
“Let her go, Itachi.” Sasuke ordered. “At least let her finish.”
Itachi's fingers fell away a second later and Sakura dropped the couple of inches to the floor. She slid her fingers around her throat, healing away any would be bruises. She flashed Kakashi a grateful smile before slowly reaching back to to Itachi.
“I'm sorry. I tried to let you know that I wasn't done.” She said, as her fingers brushed his face. He flinched under her hands. “It's me. I just need to open the pathways and heal the damage the chakra caused and your eyes should start to heal and let light in.”
Itachi took a deep breath and stilled as her chakra seeped back into his eyes.
It took a few minutes, but Sakura finally healed enough that he started blinking under her fingers. She reached up and pulled his headband down until it covered his eyes.
“Too much light too soon can damage your eyes in a different way. As soon as Tsunade is done with Sasuke, we’ll go to the hospital and I'll wrap them better.” Sakura murmured.
Itachi nodded before bowing head. “Gomen'nasai”
Sakura gave him a gentle smile. “It’s okay. I should have explained while I was healing them in the first place.”
She turned back to the group to explain the treatments that would be required for Itachi’s eyes to heal properly when her ears caught the sound of running feet. Her head snapped towards the door just as two Jounin barged into the office.
“What have I told you-!” Tsunade started before one of the quickly cut her off.
“We’re under attack.” One of the Jounin gasped out, as he doubled over while trying to catch his breath.
That was when a loud explosion rocked the Hokage tower. Sakura spun around to see a large plume of smoke coming from the western side of the village.
“The Academy.” The other Jounin said. “They’re attacking the Academy.”
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