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When Cherry Blossoms Fall	By : inuyoukai8 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 5805 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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I do not own Naruto, any of it's characters or any songs used in these stories. I do not make any money off of these works. ~Kakashi~

He had said it once. If you stole away sight from a shinobi, so long as they had touch and scent and sound, you could still be killed. For someone like Hatake Kakashi scent became a nearly tactile sensation. It carried more depth for him that for some others. Most others. Scent alerted you before movement.
Scent found what was lost.
What was needed.
Wanted.
Scent offered no games, only truth. It told him that she has lonely. The salt of tears often clung to her when he came to her at night for treatment. Sometimes it told him for warm, dark, secret things, a body's craving when he woke her.
Kakashi was done playing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sakura was sleeping when Kakashi arrived from mission. Her window latched but a kunai easily remedied that. His wounds were paltry, hardly needing her care. His Sharingan another matter entirely. He had overused it, and it had weakened him. Made his head ache and his eye sockets throb. He trusted no other medic like he trusted her. Not even Tsunade-sama. He had shed his cloak, mask and vest when he knelt beside her bed.
"Sakura." Green eyes snapped wide and she was up, rolling away, weapon at the ready. Impressive.
"Sakura." he said again and her body lost its tension when she recognized the deep tones of his voice.
"Kakashi. Whats wrong?" she switched to medic mode in an instant.
"Sharingan." he muttered.
Then he moved through her dark apartment to sit on her couch. This place was like a second home to him, to all of them really. He spent more nights here than at his apartment. This couch was damned comfortable. He flipped on the light. Sakura was quick to appear. She hadn't bothered with her robe. She wore a very long shirt. One that fell to mid thigh. One that he recognized. His.
"Been pinching laundry again?" he asked in a teasing voice as he pressed his fingers to his brow.
She blushed prettily. "I like it" she defended,"Its warm, and comfortable."
And she hadn't washed it. His scent clung to that garment and so to her skin.
"I'll give it back. I always do."
He chuckled. He leaned back to rest his head on the plump cushions at the back of the couch and Sakura leaned over him. She lifted his forehead protector with gentle hands and then met his mismatched eyes. Her cooling chakra pooled in her fingertips as she smoothed them over his cheeks and brow, getting him used to the feeling of her again.
Then the tingle of her energies entered his flesh and worked its way deep. He held still for her but she noted his jaw clenching when she worked on a certain area and flooded that portion of his eye socket with soothing chakra.
"You really did a number on yourself this time." she remarked, "This is going to take a while."
Kakashi said nothing, merely tugged her into his lap and she swiftly moved to straddle his lap and she kept a constant flow of chakra circulating in his system. She had to lean from time to time, moving her hands around to the back of his head. Kakashi's hands settled on her hips, helping to steady her. He groaned in relief as she found a very tender spot and flushed it with her chakra. "Better?" she asked.
He grunted his affirmation. It took nearly thirty minutes to get his levels back to normal. Despite her control and stamina, it had even worn her out. She kept her hands touching his face and let her forehead drop to rest against his. Kakashi heard the slightly rapid pace of her heart. Smelled the fresh clean of her hair, the softness of her skin and far beneath it all. Something more.
Sakura felt him move, taking her small wrist in his grip and leaned back to look at him. He held her eyes as he dragged her hand down his cheek and then turned to place a masked kiss to the pulse at wrist. It spiked.
"Thank you Sakura. I am fine now." She swallowed hard and nodded, moving to get off of his lap, but he held her with an arm.
"Kaka...shi?"
"I missed you." he blurted out, seeming to surprise them both.
She smiled, "I missed you too Kakashi."
" I have something for you" he said then and reached into his shirt to draw out a small package which he gave her.
Sakura leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his forehead, "Thank you Kakashi." she whispered. That small action fixed his course. The blossoming of her lips against his brow. She sat back on his lap to open it but his hand stopped her.
"Do it after.". His voice was husky.
"After?" she asked.
He nodded, "After."
Then he tugged his mask down and before Sakura could react to the handsome features hidden beneath, he had cupped the base of her skull and pulled her forward, fusing their lips together. Her small hands settled on his chest as he slowed to see if she would push him away. Her hands curled into the material of his shirt and he grunted his approval. He nipped at her lips, then pressed a calloused fingertip to the corner of her mouth even as he lapped lazily at her bottom lip.
Sakura moaned softly, her mouth just parting but Kakashi deepened his kiss, forcing her to open her mouth a little wider. She expected his kiss to be like so many others she had had. Wet and a little sloppy. Kakashi was none of those things. He dominated the kiss with the slightest pressures and sounds. His tongue tapping against her teeth, barely brushing her own.
She shivered against him, her hands sliding to tangle in the silver hair at his nape. Kakashi decided he liked that sound very much, and curled his tongue against the roof of her mouth. Sakura became the agressor then, battling his tongue for dominance. Just when she thought she had won and gained access to his mouth, he sucked her tongue deeper. She clutched tightly to him. Tore her mouth away for breath. Kakashi listened to her little pants and nearly purred with male satisfaction. His lips traced her jawline, nipped at her tender lobe.
"Ka..kakashi" she said in a soft voice. Her hand slipping up to stop his progress and forced him to meet her eyes. Her eyes traced the planes and contours of his face. "You are....." she shook her head in disbelief. This man, made Sasuke and Neji seem like ugly ducklings.
He arched a brow, "Cat got your tongue Sakura?"
"What are you doing to me?" she asked breathlessly as his mouth attacked her slender throat.
"Making love to you?" he offered against her flesh.
"But why?" she asked, "I mean why now?"
"You don't want to?"
"Its not that."
"You care for me Sakura." "..." "Look me in the eye and tell me you don't love me" he challenged.
She blinked, taken aback by his words, "But I..."
"Never told anyone. I know. Your scent told me."
She colored slightly. "EH!?"
He pressed a nipping kiss to the underside of her chin, "I like it Sakura." "But you..." He silenced her with a hard kiss, robbing her of sanity, breath and thought. "All the years that we have spent growing closer, I believe this is the natural conclusion."
So much for declarations of love.
Kakashi lifted her from his lap and headed to her room, the green eyes woman in his arms. "Kakashi..."
"Say no Sakura." Their eyes locked as he reached the bedside. She was silent.
"Then we give this a try. A real try not that crap token stuff you did with Kiba."
She blushed but reached up and set her lips against his throat. Kakashi set her on her feet long enough to pull his shirt from her form. Sakura helped him out of his own clothes and then he was on her, pushing her back against cool, clean linens. His hands roving over her.
He was an ANBU black ops Captain, a famous ninja. Master of a thousand jutsus and now her body. He kissed a path of liquid fire over her shoulders and across the plump tops of her breasts. She tangled her fingers in his hair, trying to press him closer. When he kissed in dizzying spirals around her puckered nipple she moaned for him. When he lashed that peak with his tongue and seized it gently between his teeth, she wailed.
His hand sought her neglected breast, lavishing attention on her until she writhed beneath him. He pressed a reverant kiss to the valley between her breasts and slid lower.
"Kakashi?"
"Shhh Sakura. I am going to have you." His foreceful words and his gentle actions flooded her with heat. She was not a virgin, but there was so much she did not know about carnal pleasures. It was somehow fitting that he be the one to teach her. His lips teased the tender flesh of her stomach, he brushed her with his unshaved cheek and she gripped the sheets so hard her knuckles went white. His fingers found her then, moist and more than ready for him.
He dipped a finger into the slick heat and gathered her fluids before teasing the bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. She jolted as he circled her with varying pressure. "Oh!" Her head thrashed against the pillows and he kissed her inner thigh to soothe her.
"You are so wet Sakura" he breathed against her hip, watching her face as he pleasured her with his skilled hands.
Her whimpers and moans filled the room and he drank them in with relish. When her legs began to tremble and her hips jerked, he slowly sank two fingers into her core. Sakura released a long, loud moan. As he worked her to higher edges, pushing her towards orgasm. With a twist of his fingers and a pressing of his thumb, she shattered. Calling his name and scrathing lightly at his shoulders. He stroked her thighs and hips and nibbled his way across her stomach.
When she had recovered somewhat, he shrugged her thighs over his shoulders and attacked her core with his mouth. His thumbs stroking her thighs as he held her in place. His own body was tight and aching for release, but Kakashi had always been a dominant and unselfish lover.
"Kakashi!" She sobbed at the sensation he caused.
The coil in her stomach drawing impossibly tight again, her hips lifting to meet him with every jab, stroke and flick of his tongue. He slipped a single digit into her clenching heat. She bore down on him hard and nearly bowed off the bed as he pushed over the edge again.
"Ahhhh! Kaka..... I can't....."
He moved up her body, wiping his mouth on the back of his arm as he did so. Her thighs were open wide and trembling and he settled easily between them. One arm sliding beneath her to cup her nape again as he took her mouth in a kiss again. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue and somehow that only fueled her desire for him. She wrapped her legs around him and clutched him tightly to her body.
Her heart was racing, her breathing labored and she noticed he was not in much better shape. He met her eyes and then twined one of his hands with hers and he let himself sink into her fully. Her eyes rolled back in her head and finally fell closed at the depth he pushed to. His length, long and thick, filling her so deliciously. She winced slightly as long unused passages were forced to accomodate him. He groaned at the tightness of her body and the ferocity of her embrace. He never wanted either to end. He kissed her in a fashion that was both lazy and hungry as he began to move.
His hips slammed against hers, every few thrusts he swirled his pelvis, hitting areas that made her see stars and cry out. He set a slow, steady, rhythm. Each thrust deep and hard. Sakura bit her lip to try and quiet herself, her neighbors were going to hate her for sure. Kakashi was having none of that. His hand slipping between them to V around her pearl. Every thrust caused delicious friction to flood her with heat and burning and need. He had wanted this to last, but both of them seemed far too on edge for that. He could make it up to her later, with bouts of marathon sex.
He grit his teeth as he tried to push her to climax ahead of him, he was so close. "I need you to come Sakura" he panted to her, "Come for me now." A final hard thrust and press of his hand and she threw her head back, keening her completion to the world. Three more thrusts and he followed her, pumping deep inside and clutching her hips to keep them firmly locked together as he felt the white hot wave of orgasm move from the tightness in his lower back through his stomach and then he was grunting her name into sweaty pink hair.
He barely managed to catch his weight on his arms, as he rested over her. Heart rates and pulse, breathing and trembling limbs slowly returned to normal. When they did Kakashi rolled to his side, dragging her with him, using one long arm to pull the covers over them. She snuggled against his chest, feeling tired, warm, and just a little sore. That had been amazing. He had been amazing. She laughed a little to herself and he grunted in question. She teased his nipple with a fingertip until he trapped her hand over his heart. He pressed a sleepy, lazy kiss to her brow.
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Sakura was awakened the next morning by an irate grumble from Kakashi and before she could sit up to ask what was the matter, his arm had shot out to keep her down.
"Kakashi?" she whispered.
"Morning Sakura-chan..." came a lazy voice filled with innuedo from the doorway. She blinked at Genma's smiling face as he flicked his senbon at them.
"What the hell are you doing here so early?" she asked.
"Kakashi didn't submit his mission report."
"Is it really that important?" she wanted to know.
Genma grinned, "Nope. But its nearly noon. You two lovebirds might wanna get up and start moving. Naruto is almost here."
Two heads, one pink, one silver dropped to the pillows with a soft groan. "Get out Genma" Kakashi said. The senbon chewer smiled and vanished. As they showered and dressed Sakura remembered that she need to grab something for Naruto's welcome home dinner.
Kakashi offered to grab it while he was turning in his report. She thanked him with a kiss. He was out the door by the time she wandered out to make herself some tea. That was when she remembered the little package. She found it, and sat to carefully unwrap it. Inside was a small silver disc set with a strange pale green, translucent stone on a chain. She smiled and held it up to marvel at it.
That is when she noticed the tiny latch. With her fingernail she was able to lift one half of the disc. There inside were words that brought tears to her eyes, even as she carefully fastened it around her neck. There a little secret for her and her alone. Engraved in careful hand. "Love you"
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