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Seijin no hi
Written by narutofox (aka
gokusgirl)
Author notes: Special thanks to Nesha and ChiyoChan for
beta reading!
Also I wanted to address
something about this story. I know that I am known for lengthy chapters in the
past, and with this new piece I decided to make the chapters shorter. This has been done for personal and
professional reasons. I can say that smaller chapters are better to edit and
revise, and that’s my main focus. I want
to strive for quality, not quantity. So
if you’re looking for a chapter of War
and Peace, look elsewhere. Short and
sweet is my motto.
Thanks for all the reviews,
the next and final installment will be posted in two weeks. Thanks for stopping by, enjoy this
chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters. Just borrowing them for kicks.
Chapter Three
They walked through the
quiet streets of Konoha, making light conversation. Kakashi even managed to make Sakura laugh a
few times in spite of how the evening had began. Sakura became a bit uneasy when they
approached the shopping district; she prayed he wasn’t walking her home after
all. She didn’t know what she was doing
at the moment – she just needed to be away from her lonely apartment for a while. Surprisingly Kakashi’s company was quite
uplifting, and she was little curious about seeing where he lived. She always wondered what the copy-ninja did
in his spare time, and where he spent it.
Sakura smiled. It was wonderful how he just opened up;
saying the things he said to her… she felt the proverbial wall that Kakashi
kept up slowly come down around her, leaving her in wonderment. Even inviting her to his place was
flattering. She felt privileged to be
with him at the moment; this was certain a rarity and she intended to take full
advantage of it.
As they approached the
bookstore, Sakura wasn’t too surprised that his loft was right above it. She remembered how much he loved to read his
adult novels, and with him being so close to what he loved most was pleasantly
predictable.
“One moment,” Kakashi told
Sakura as he stealthily leaped onto his patio, and then rolled down a rope
ladder for her to climb. Once she
climbed up, he was there to carefully help her throw her legs over the ledge.
As she climbed into the huge
window, she gasped as she finally laid eyes on the humble abode of Hatake
Kakashi.
It was a small living
quarters, a modest single room apartment with one bathroom. The first thing her eyes fell upon was his
queen-sized futon, already pulled down into the sleeping position. One wall had two doors, one with huge frames
that suggested that it was the closet.
Between the two doorways was his diploma from the ninja academy, and
other accolades recognizing him during his service in the village and in the ANBU. The other walls were magnificently covered
with bookshelves loaded with books.
In total awe, Sakura found herself walking
towards them, her fingers gently sliding along the dusty book spines as she
read each title. She was surprised to see
that these books weren’t dirty books, but simple novels with bold fleeting
titles that suggested they were either action/adventure or drama stories from
various different countries. Sakura
looked over her shoulder, glancing at Kakashi as he turned on the light that
sat on a small end table. She smiled
warmly, turning her attention back to the books; now with the illumination of
the lamp she was able to see the book titles better.
“Analects of Confucius, Totem and Taboo…” Sakura read aloud the
titles, not sure what they meant. She
stopped at one familiar title, and spoke the title aloud before realizing she
said it. “…Karma Sutra?”
“Ahem,” Kakashi managed to
say in his embarrassment after hearing that title. It’d been years since he read that book;
somewhere deep in his heart he wished he could have put the manual to use, but
his thoughts were quickly put aside as he saw her pull the book down from the
shelf. “It was a gift… it’s been years
since I-“ He trailed off, not knowing
what to tell her. That it been years since
he touched a woman? Or read the book?
“Ino has a book similar to
this,” Sakura responded as she flipped through its pages. “She said she’s learned quite a lot from
it.” Sakura looked up at Kakashi, and
noticed the awkwardness of the topic had made him deafly silent. She smiled, nervously shutting the book as
she returned it back to its rightful place on the bookshelf.
Kakashi relaxed; relieved to
see the book back where it needed to be.
It is true; he walked around with a rather naughty book on his person
everyday. But Karma Sutra was a bit
deeper than a cheesy novel. “Do you want
to have something to drink?” He offered.
“Yes, warm sake… if you have
it,” Sakura answered, placing her hands on her hips. “Since I’m an adult now, I want to have an
adult drink.”
“Hai,” Kakashi chuckled as
he scratched his head. “I think I have a
bottle somewhere… you can have a seat on my bed… it’s all I have to sit on… I
usually don’t entertain guests at home.”
“That’s fine, Kaka-sensei,”
Sakura said as she sat down on the futon’s edge. She noticed as Kakashi walked towards his
bedroom closet he didn’t say a word, an acute sign that she had offended him
again. “… I mean, Kakashi-kun.”
He stopped, looking over at
her smiling warmly at him. Kakashi-kun, he thought. His heart fluttered with the way she said
it.
Moments later Kakashi found
a bottle of some premium sake and after finding his drinking cups and warmer,
the pair sat on his bed and drank quietly after a toast to good friends.
“I’m sorry it took a while
to give you the sake,” Kakashi told Sakura as he took a small sip from his cup
right through his mask. “I never drank
sake at home. And this bottle was given
to me at my Seijin no hi… so you can image how old it is!”
Sakura instantly felt bad
about making him open up something that he had for so long. She was sure it held some sentimental
value. “Oh… you didn’t have to open it
for me,” Sakura gasped. “Water would
have been fine.”
“I was once told to never
drink sake alone,” Kakashi assured Sakura as he took another drink. “I made a promise long ago to never open this
until I found a good friend to share it with me.”
Sakura’s cheeks
flushed. “Thank you, Kakashi-kun.”
Say it again, Kakashi thought to himself, feeling goose bumps tickle his skin when
she said his name. “Drink up before it cools.” He informed her.
He watched her as she raised
the porcelain cup up to her lush red lips, taking a small, sensual sip of the
warm sake. She closed her eyes as she
swallowed, letting the liquid roll across her tongue. It was at that very moment Kakashi realized he was
fascinated with her. A man possessed by
her absolute beauty. A slave to her
every whim. She was so beautiful and
graceful, unknowing to the fact that she entranced him without even
trying. She opened her eyes in an almost
slow, trance-like way as if she was awakening from a dream. Smiling back at him, she made a long purring
nose that made Kakashi’s groin tighten.
“Mmmm… it tastes nice,” Sakura replied, taking now a longer
sip from her cup.
“Don’t drink so fast,”
Kakashi warned her. “Sake is very sweet, but very potent. And I don’t want you to think-“
“That you’re taking
advantage of me?” Sakura cut in, giving him a wicked smirk. Even though his face was covered, she could
the tops of his cheeks redden. “Don’t
worry… there’s no way I’m getting drunk tonight. I want to remember everything that happens.”
Kakashi eyebrow knitted in
confusion. She wants to remember everything that happens? Shaking his head,
Kakashi began to reply when she cut across him yet again.
“Let’s make another toast,
shall we?” Sakura announced happily as she raised her cup. “To loved ones, old and new.”
He hesitated a moment before
making the toast, puzzled at how the sake was making Sakura loose all her
inhibitions.
“Sakura,” Kakashi said in a
serious tone. “I don’t want you to get
the wrong idea about coming over here… I know that I’m not the type of man you
would want; I just thought-“ He trailed off, tearing
his gaze from her. Suddenly he felt so
full of shame; this was his student, former but still his student he was
lusting over. There was no way she would
feel anything for an old man like him.
He began to mentally kick himself when he felt the warmth of her body
close to his.
Their thighs were now
pressed close together, her sweet scent wayfaring through his senses that still
made him dizzy. When he slowly raised
his eye up to meet hers, his heart ached when he looked deeply into her huge
sea-green eyes that now stared back at him sadly. They didn’t say a word, they didn’t need to
now. They simply gazed at each other as
the tension rose into Kakashi’s chest, nearly preventing him to breathe.
Sakura slowly drew her hand
up towards his face, and he flinched when her hand caressed his jaw line. In a quiet whisper she finally broke the
thick silence saying, “Kakashi… do you really think so little of yourself?” His
eye widened, amazed that she used his own words to console him. She paused for a moment only to add, “And
what type of man do you think I
want?”
Kakashi gulped under her
securitizing stare. He didn’t want her
to know he was nervous as hell yet, so he smoothly answered, “The type of man
like Sasuke.”
“I thought I wanted the type of man like Sasuke,” Sakura replied as
she continued to caress his face. “But
now I realize all I ever wanted is someone that loves me, faults and all.”
You’re perfection, Kakashi thought to himself.
Suddenly reality hit him as he realized what she was hinting to.
“Sakura… do you know what you are doing?”
“No,” She answered plainly,
not really giving thought on the matter.
“But I won’t end this night regretting it, either.”
Her small hands slid across
his shiny amulet, her thumb hooked underneath it to push it up on his
forehead. He made no protest of her
subtle movement; suddenly relaxing underneath her touch as the cool air hit his
now exposed face. Kakashi shivered when
he felt her slender fingertips trail the scar across his closed eye. As her fingers ran across the scar, he slowly
opened it, focusing the blood red orb at her.
He knew what she wanted; and with a silent nod she raised her hands to
his face once more, those tender fingers trailing along the top of his mask.
Sakura’s heart pounded in
her chest; the overwhelming urge to see his entire face was becoming highly
erotic. Gradually she pulled the mask
down, past his nose to reveal his cheeks and mouth. She gasped in spite of herself when she
finally laid eyes on him; a smile curling on her lips as she now looked upon
Kakashi’s unmasked face. He was
everything she thought… and hoped for.
He couldn’t believe he was
letting her do this. No one had gazed at
his unmasked face in over a decade, and here she was, pulling his mask down
with little or no effort at all. In all
the combative battles and dangers he ever faced, he never felt the way he did
right now. That vulnerable, defenseless
sensation he felt was so unfamiliar to him.
He loathed and loved it all at once. He noted how she gasped, and he
feared for a moment she wasn’t pleased with what she saw. Then in that same instant he saw her smile;
and it eased his worries.
“Kakashi-kun,” Sakura began
as she cupped his face in her hands.
“You’re so… handsome. Why do you choose to hide your face?”
He felt numb; his mouth so
dry that he couldn’t form the words just yet. “Because a true ninja conceals
his identity.”
“Hai,” Sakura agreed, slowly
leaning forward until their noses nearly touched. Through half-lidded eyes, she spoke softly,
her tone rich with desire. “Kiss me, Kakashi-kun… kiss me and make me a woman
tonight.”
Lemon next
chapter? You betcha. @_@
: To be continued :
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