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Slightly Awkward	By : tillean Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1731 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto or any of its characters, that right is reserved for Masashi Kishimoto.
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Chapter 3: The Games We Will Not Play
Sakura wasn’t sure how it happened, one minute she was in control and the next she was lost.
Kakashi’s hands were running up and down the backs of her thighs, alight with light blue chakra that sensitized her skin to the point that even the slight touch of his fingers left her gasping for breath. He kissed her neck, trailing down to capture a pert nipple between his teeth and every inch of her skin flared with arousal.
Sakura had been aroused before, she knew the signs, she knew the feel; but it had never felt like this before. Logically she knew that he had just used a medical jutsu in a way she never had before, but physically all she knew was that she wanted more. She was struggling to control herself, to find the peace within herself as she usually did- but she couldn’t; he wouldn’t let her.
His every touch was pushing her closer and closer to the edge of an abyss she hadn’t intended to cross. But then, she wasn’t crossing was she? She was falling right over the edge. He hadn’t even entered her and she was already panting and begging him brokenly for more.
She couldn’t let this continue.
In a move more dominant than she usually allowed herself while in the role of Haruko, Sakura flipped Kakashi back down on the bed and kissed her way downwards until she was on the floor kneeling between his legs. The feel of his eyes boring into her was electric, sending tingles from the tips of her fingers all the way down to the tips of her toes. She looked up to watch his face as she took him into her mouth and fairly purred when his face bunched into a grimace of excruciating pleasure.
Using a technique that she had developed to keep patients from choking on their breathing tubes Sakura took the whole of him into her mouth and down her throat. It was an odd sensation to have her lips against his pubic hairs, but when she looked up and saw gaze in his eyes she decided that it was worth it. His eyes were glazed over with unfulfilled lust and when she swallowed heavily he threw his head back with a grown and thrust against her willing mouth.
She kept it up for close to ten minutes, touching herself as she enjoyed the power she had over him until he finally reached down and pulled her hair, forcing her mouth away from him. For a moment they sat there panting, seeing each other’s need and desiring more; and then he slammed his mouth against hers and battled her tongue for dominance.
Waiting until she was fully involved in kissing him, Kakashi moved his chakra laden fingers down her sweat drenched skin and to the little nub that was so deliciously sensitive. He enjoyed the taste of her peach flavored lip gloss almost as much as he enjoyed the way she came instantly at his touch. Throwing her head back and thrashing against him as uncontrollable waves of pleasure washed over her.
Her scream of release was one of the more lovely ones that he had heard in recent memory, and Kakashi reveled in it. Before she even had a chance to fully come down from her high Kakashi pushed her back against the carpet and entered her without further warning.
It was indescribable.
Her chakra sensitized body thrashed at the delicious feeling of him moving inside of her, his calloused fingers caressing her skin, the touch of his mouth against her throat; it was too much. She was coming apart at his finger tips, desperately thrusting her hips against his in an attempt to relieve the overwhelming pressure building inside of her.
“Kami-sama, you’re so tight Sakura... Even with that ridiculous hair, you’re gorgeous…” His words whispered against her ear and sent a thrill through her that sent her spiraling into another orgasm faster than she could think. He was calling her name, saying these things to her versus the woman she was pretending to be; she couldn’t have held her body’s reaction back if she tried.
Kakashi was just coherent enough to cover her mouth with his own as she came hard calling his name, but then he lost even that. The feeling of her clamping down around him was so good it was almost painful, his whole body was tensed to the point of breaking even as his hips crashed uncontrollably into Sakura’s again and again.
Her hands ghosted over his back as she slowly came down from her high. She didn’t think she had ever come so hard before… it was worth a reward. Kakashi was thrashing above her with an intense look of concentration etched across his features, and Sakura took great pride in causing that look to become one of astonishment as her chakra laden fingers found their way between them to grasp his ball sack and squeeze ever so lightly.
For Kakashi it was as if he had been struck on the back of the head. The pleasure was so intense that all he could see were spots of color and his hearing was gone altogether, leaving him with nothing but the joint feeling of her chakra swirling through him and her walls clamping like a vice. A strangled cry ripped from his throat as his back arched and he slammed into her with a final, powerful thrust before he exploded inside her- emptying himself into her lithe, willing body.
He collapsed on top of her as her body shivered in aftershock from the intense feeling he had evoked in her body, and they lay there panting for long minutes before he found the strength to roll off her. It was awkward. The more she thought about it actually, the more awkward it was. She, Haruno Sakura had just had sex with Rokudaime Hatake Kakashi… mind blowing sex that she would never forget for as long as she lived.
Thankful that he was on her right so she could face him without blowing her cover, Sakura rolled onto her side to face him. Her body language was relaxed and she even ran a finger down his side in only half feigned admiration of his body; but when she spoke, it was through gritted teeth. “Was that completely necessary?”
For his part Kakashi was busy trying to feel guilty, but he didn’t. He’d just had mind blowing sex with a beautiful, consenting woman- what was there to feel guilty about? Giving her two orgasms? No, he didn’t feel the least bit guilty… he just wasn’t going to tell her that.
Kakashi stood and began to dress with his back to the window. “It’s just not in me to leave a woman unsatisfied. Call it male pride if you want, or personal egotism… but I’m not going to apologize for giving you a real orgasm or two.”
When he turned back around her mouth was gaping like a fish. He smiled Katou’s vicious smile and bent over to place a hungry kiss on her lips before burying his face in her hair to whisper. “You can attempt to kick my ass when we’re back in Konoha, right now we’re a bit busy.” Then he gave her one last, chaste kiss before turning and exiting the room, leaving her naked and fuming on his hotel room floor.

Clove scented smoke permeated the bar when Sakura finally stepped back through the entrance. She took a moment to locate Matsu at his usual table and shot him a sultry smile. The fire burning in his eyes was exactly what she had been waiting for, he was distracted now- too consumed with lust to think of using his chakra to check his drink for poison.
It was rather anti-climactic actually. After everything she had gone through to bait the trap and keep her cover, all it took was watching her have two amazing orgasms to drive him to the point of no return. His eyes on her the whole time, Sakura poured him one of his favorite sakes; adding three drops of poison in the moment her back was turned to him as she grabbed a tray to set the bottle and two cups on.
She sashayed her way across the room and sat in the empty seat next to Matsu before pouring some of the sweet sake first for him and then herself. He took the first cup in one go without taking his eyes off of her face. Sakura poured him a second and then finally looked up at him with mischief glowing in her eyes as she took a sip of her own drink.
It was one of the privileges of being a certified poison expert, she was immune to every known poison that a person could become immune to.
“Tonight Haruko.” Sakura smiled seductively at him as she snaked one hand under the table to slide her hand up his thigh.
“Do we have to wait that long?” Her voice was almost breathless as she played the vixen Matsu wanted her to be.
He grit his teeth for a moment before grabbing her hand from under the table. “Yes.” The word was strained, but adamant. “You’re indulging more than usual Haruko.”
Sakura’s eyes lit with fire that he saw as nothing more than a woman who felt challenged. “Are you upset Matsu?” She leaned forward and whispered huskily in his ear. “I’m feeling a bit… greedy tonight. Don’t you want to indulge me? Indulge in me?”
Matsu released her hand and drank another cup without his eyes leaving hers. Sakura smiled and took another drink, licking her lips after as if it were the best thing she had ever tasted and poured him another cup. Again he downed it without taking his eyes off of her, watching a satisfied smile grow on her face. It was then that the poison began to take effect.
She watched in satisfaction as his eyes suddenly went wide. The first effect of the poison was to paralyze the limbs, and the second was to cause the tongue to swell until the airway was blocked off all together. It wasn’t in Sakura’s nature to enjoy another person’s pain, but she made an exception for Matashi Matsu. She’d heard about the things he had done to earn his S-class criminal status. To women… to children…
…
…
She smiled as he suffocated to death, not nearly painful enough for his particular breed of trash; but she believed in being effective over vindictive. And being poisoned by the object of his lust was just a little bit of both. After a moment she felt a presence next to her and she finally allowed her eyes to leave the now dead man to look up at Kakashi in smug satisfaction.
“That’s it?”
Sakura laughed at the displeased look on his face. “I just needed him to be too distracted to bother using his chakra to detect the poison in his drink, it is one of his specialties you know.”
Kakashi hadn’t known, but that didn’t matter now. “Geeze, I was looking forward to stretching my limbs a bit. I don’t get to leave the village all that often you know.”
Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of chairs scraping across the floor as Matsu’s drunken cronies finally realized that something was wrong. “Well, since you need the work-out, why don’t you take care of these guys while I tie up loose ends, hm?” And with a quick-step they were off.
In an instant Kakashi had pulled Katou’s sword and half of his opponents were dead before they even knew who to attack. The other half took him a few more minutes, but all in all they were not even enough to give him a proper stretch- let alone a work-out.
Sakura had taken a moment in the confusion to dispel the genjutsu she had over the bar tender. It had been a strong one, strong enough that he wouldn’t even remember what his ‘wife’ had looked like after she left him- and then she was sashaying out the door before Kakashi’s final opponent had even entered the fray. Across the room Sakura’s eyes met Kakashi’s and she tilted her head slightly to the side with a smirk.
See?
Kakashi had never been one to admit to any weakness in his personal life; but if he were, he would admit that the triumphant look on her face was sexy as hell. For a moment he was overcome by the sense memory of how it had felt to devour those smirking lips… and then he quashed the thought with a frown. It was not the time for such things. And with that, he dispatched the tall muscle-man that was the only goon left standing.
After he wiped the blood from his sword Kakashi looked around the bar at all the silently cowering civilians; Kaname Katou’s legend had just grown again. With a sigh Kakashi sheathed Katou’s blade and disappeared in a swirl of belladonna. It was a ‘signature’ of sorts, anyone seeing this scene that knew anything about assassins would know who was behind this- even if they didn’t know how to contact him.

“That was a bit anti-climatic.”
“Disappointed?”
Kakashi shrugged “A bit. All of the deaths will have Kaname’s name on them, but it was far more reminiscent to slaughtering sheep than assassinating a high-profile killer.”
After leaving Midori both Sakura and Kakashi had gone off to re-assume their normal appearances before meeting up again at the nearest Anbu outpost; it was unmanned but stocked with provisions in case of emergency. It was an easy place to regroup.
Sakura bestowed Kakashi with a look of sympathy. “Well I won’t tell if you don’t.”
Kakashi took a half-hearted swipe at her head before sitting back against the tree he was currently under and Sakura ducked under his arm and then settled herself beside him on the ground. For a while each was content to be silent, lost in their own thoughts.
“It’s been a while hasn’t it?” Sakura’s voice was quiet against the backdrop of the forest.
“Hn, eight years… It’s been hard enough finding time to perform solo missions, a team mission would have been almost impossible.”
“Still…” Sakura turned to him with an almost shy smile. “Maybe sometime you could send me and Naruto out on a mission before ducking out to join us as Kaname or one of your other surely numerous aliases.”
Kakashi winced “Must we include Naruto?”
Sakura laughed and nudged his shoulder “Of course, Naruto’s the entertainment. What would we do to entertain ourselves without him?” Her words hung in the air for a moment before Kakashi cleared his throat and looked away, causing Sakura to gasp in surprise and hit him a little harder. “That’s what you think of at a time like this?”
Turning back to her with his usual crinkle eyed smile that was mostly covered by his mask and hitai-ate Kakashi replied. “To be fair, it’s been less than a day. The images are still too… fresh. As a man still in his prime it would be stranger if I didn’t think of that at a ‘time like this.’”
Scoffing lightly under her breath Sakura turned slightly away from him. “Is forty really considered being in your ‘prime’ these days?”
Kakashi’s back stiffened and he turned his head to look at her over his shoulder. “Thirty-nine.”
“What?” Sakura turned back to him in confused surprise.
“I’m thirty-nine. I still have four months before hitting forty…”
His voice trailed off into grumbling and Sakura stared at him for a full thirty seconds before she burst out laughing. “Hahaha, are you really splitting hairs over four months? Hahahaha.”
Kakashi frowned at her and turned away again. “Let’s see how you feel when you’re thirty-nine and someone calls you forty. I still have plenty of living left to do and I’m stronger now than at any other point in my life. I’m in my prime.” The last was said with a no-nonsense attitude that finally got Sakura to stop laughing.
Turning back to him fully Sakura put a hand on his shoulder. “Of course you are, but what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t use any excuse to keep my overly-famous friend from getting a big head?” Sakura nudged him with a smile and he turned back to her with his usual smile once again.
They lapsed into a comfortable silence until Sakura finally pulled out the camp’s sleeping bag and lay down while Kakashi took first watch. After some minutes when he was sure that she was asleep Kakashi grinned. He had just successfully deflected a very uncomfortable subject with a slightly silly one and by the time they reached Konoha Sakura would have either forgotten the whole thing or written it off as not worth pursuing. Life was good.

The next morning (after Sakura gave him a cursory exam to be sure he hadn’t injured himself) they left early, each going a different direction. Kakashi was headed home to quietly reassume his responsibilities, but Sakura still had work to do in Rain. Before she could leave hearing range Kakashi called after her. “Try not to take anymore unauthorized assignments before coming home; I have enough to worry about without imagining you wreaking havoc across the country side.”
Sakura turned around to scowl at him but he had already disappeared in a puff of smoke. For a moment she looked after him, then she shook her head with a smile and took off. She had a long way to go today and when she got there she would need to write two reports, one for each Hokage. Thinking of Kakashi…
An image of him in the throes of passion flitted through her mind and she couldn’t help but wonder if she would ever find herself in his bed (or on his carpet) again.
Shaking her head Sakura dismissed the random thought from her mind. She wasn’t naive enough to think that it meant anything more than what it was; but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t take out the memory from time to time… Shaking her head again Sakura took a deep breath and concentrated on the path before her, pushing off with even more strength. If she couldn’t clear her head by will alone she’d just have to push herself hard enough that she didn’t have an option anymore. It was a trick that Kakashi had taught her…
“Damn it!” And with that she was off in a burst of chakra, moving too fast to think of anything else without risking a long fall down.

When Kakashi finally got back to Konoha two days later it was to find Tenzo (disguised as him) shirking his (Kakashi’s) duties and reading on the roof of the bakery. The cover said Icha-Icha, but Kakashi would bet money that it was nothing more than the book’s jacket over something more benign. In truth, the populace would be surprised to know that Kakashi actually spent most of his time either doing his paperwork or assigning missions. He was usually done with his work early in point of fact, but since Tenzo refused to do Kakashi’s work for him- this was what he usually did when Kakashi went on one of his ‘outings.’ No one had called them out on it in all eight years Kakashi had been Hokage.
With a quick henge Kakashi stepped out onto the roof and gave a two fingered wave. “Kakashi-senpai.”
Tenzo (henged as Kakashi) looked up from his book with a look of mild annoyance. “Tenzo…” Standing he pocketed ‘Icha-Icha’ in his back hip pouch and, giving a good imitation of Kakashi’s normal eye crinkle smile, took off for the Hokage residence.
Once they were both ensconced in the safety of his home they both dropped the henges. Tenzo (now looking like himself once more) glared daggers at Kakashi. “Two weeks.”
Kakashi raised his hands as if to fend off and attack. “Now Tenzo…”
“You promised me that it would only be four days this time, and then you were a week and a half late!” His voice rose as he spoke until the last word was practically shouted and he was breathing heavily.
Kakashi sighed and slumped his shoulders as if in defeat. “There were… complications…” And before Tenzo could start in again he continued. “Sakura complicated things.”
“Oh… wait, Sakura’s helping with Ame’s reconstruction- what could she have to do with anything?”
“She was ‘helping’ by taking on a mission in place of Ame’s people. As she put it ‘to keep the right people doing the right jobs and keep the reconstruction moving smoothly.’” Kakashi felt no guilt in blaming Sakura for his delay. Despite the fact that he had already been more than a week late when he ran into her… After all, he needed Tenzo to perform the same service in future and of all the people in the village, Sakura was the least likely to hear about any grumblings from Tenzo. She was the best med-nin in the village, and Tenzo had more than enough self preservation skills to risk Sakura’s ire.
“I’ll just say that Sakura was under deep cover, right in the middle of my target’s spider web of awareness.” That was close enough to the truth, right?
It must have been good enough for Tenzo in any case. After a moment of staring at Kakashi, as if to ascertain the validity of his story, he simply threw his hands in the air and headed for the door- more than happy to go about as himself again.
Kakashi waited until the door had closed before putting away his gear and taking a shower. By the time he was done it was already dusk, but with a sigh he headed to the Hokage tower. After all, he was very behind on his work.

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