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The Price of Success	By : Shortcake Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 11494 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kakashi was in an excellent mood as he entered the flower shop. After all, Sakura had said the woman was in love with him, and Sakura was a highly trained, observant, medical ninja. The odds were in his favor. The blonde Yamanka girl was behind the counter and recognized him immediately. “Kakashi! How are you? So good to see you here.” She certainly was a pretty and flirtatious young woman.
“Ino! I’m very well, thank you. I am a happy man today, and I find myself in great need of your services.” No harm in a little flirting with the flower shop girl. She’d know his heart was gone soon enough.
Ino smiled at the well-kept silver haired man, “Oh, and what service would that be, Kakashi?”
He smiled in reply winking at the busty girl, “Why I need a rather large bouquet of roses.”
My goodness he was a dreamy hunk of man. “Oh roses, I see. Any particular occasion? A special color? They have different meanings by number and color you know.”
“Indeed, they do. Which how about this. I’ll tell you what I think I want, and you tell me what that means, so I’ll be sure I’m sending the correct message.”
Ino so hoped he wanted black roses for someone. He was just too sexy to be going off the market. Unless… could the target of his affections be Sakura? She knew they’d kissed… Of course, it could be someone else. “Oh of course, Kakashi. That’s an excellent idea.”
Kakashi nodded, “Okay then. I think what I want is two dozen roses, with a mix of colors. Red, white, orange, and lavender. What does that say to you?”
Ino gasped audibly, could this possibly be true? Hearts would break all over Konoha. Including hers! “Kakashi! Well… 2 dozen means ‘my heart is yours’ Red is love, white is either honorable intentions or new beginnings, orange is deep passion, and lavender is enchantment. So, that bouquet would say, ‘I love you with a deep, passionate love, you are enchanting, my intentions are honorable, and my heart is yours.’”
“That’s perfect! I’ll take that please.” Kakashi smiled. He was practically giddy.
Ino smiled too, it was a contagious mood. “Well, then sensei, it’s clearly a very important message you are sending. I’ll be right back with your order. Would you like a vase with that?” Kakashi nodded, “Yes please.”
A few minutes later, Kakashi was whistling as he bounded the steps to Anko’s apartment and knocked on her door. He waited. He knew she’d returned from the same mission as Sakura the day before, but it was 2:30 in the afternoon. Surely she was awake. He knocked again, slightly louder. This time he heard rummaging. “Fuck!” she exclaimed. “Who the fuck is at my door?”
God, he loved the way she swore too. “It’s Kakashi… I brought flowers.” He waited patiently knowing she’d still been in bed. And that she was obviously not in that bed alone. Fortunately, Kakashi understood that was completely irrelevant to the question at hand.
Anko woke up with a start hearing the knock at her door. She had half a mind to gut whoever was waking her up on her day off. Even if it was 2:30 pm. Holy shit, it was Kakashi! She peeked through the blinds; though she couldn’t tell exactly the kind, it was a freaking huge bouquet. “Fuck.” She turned to her lover from the night before. “Kiba, dear, Kakashi is at the door. You might want to put some pants on.”
Kiba blinked. “Why? Kakashi’s seen me naked and sucked my cock too. He’s almost as good at it as you.”
Anko swiped a palm across her face. “I hate my fucking life today.” Then she scowled at the naked man in her bed. “Kiba! Put some fucking pants on now!”
Kiba jumped slightly, remembering that is was unwise to piss off a woman who could gut you in three seconds or less. He grabbed his pants, “Yeah, sure babe. Pants. Got it.”
Anko made her way down the stairs and to the front door wearing only her fuzzy bathrobe and slippers. Her hair was a mess, she had to smell like the morning after sex, and she hadn’t even brushed her teeth. “Good grief Kakashi, what’s so fucking important that it can’t wait until tomorrow?” She opened the door to see a remarkable vision. There was Kakashi, the great copy ninja, standing on her doorstep with the most incredible, outrageous bouquet of flowers she’d ever seen. Not just flowers, roses and roses mean true love. Red roses – love, white roses – honorable, orange - passionate love, lavender – enchantment. And 1,2,3… she counted quickly to 24. 2 dozen. Two dozen! He was declaring his honorable intentions, that his heart was hers, she enchanted him, and he has blazing passionate love for her. Anko could easily handle marauding ninja, monsters, missions in a brothel, and any kind of sex, but this… this brash declaration of undying love from Kakashi…Anko’s knees buckled and she fainted in her own doorway.
Anko came to with a cool washcloth on her forehead and the sounds of Kiba and Kakashi talking. “Do you think we should take her to the hospital?” “No Kiba, I think she’ll come around in a minute.” “well, it could be some kind of side effect from something on the mission? Maybe we should take her in.” “Pretty sure it was just the shock of my message.” “Kakashi, Anko can gut a man in less than three seconds. I’ve seen her, and I’m just guessing you’ve seen her, naked and in action. What kind of message could possibly shock her and make her pass out?”
Anko raised herself up on her elbows and answered for the young man, “Kakashi’s brash declaration of eternal love and proposal of marriage.”
Kakashi nodded, “yes, that.”
Kiba was stunned. “Fuck, I need to sit down.”
Kakashi grabbed two glasses of water from the kitchen and handed one to Kiba and the other to Anko.
Anko sat up fully now, drank the water in a gulp, and looked straight at the silver haired shinobi. “Kakashi. What, the actual fuck, are you doing?”
Kakashi looked over at Kiba, he certainly was a hot young man. He sighed. “Kiba, buddy, I know you just woke up and it’s your day off man, but could you please put your clothes on and give us the room?”
Kiba nodded, setting the empty glass down. “Sure man. No problem. Oh, and just for the record, both of you give great head. Really. Stellar. Just saying.” Anko shot him a glare that had him moving his ass a lot faster.
Kakashi took Anko’s empty glass and refilled it, “Hydration is the best remedy for a hangover.” Anko nodded and drank the second glass.
Kiba bounded down the stairs fully dressed this time. “well, good luck you two. Bye!” And he was out the door in a flash. Next stop the flower shop. He definitely needed to trade intel with Ino.
Kakashi sat down on the floor next to Anko. He sighed, this woman was so erotic, so sensual that even with disheveled hair, a fuzzy robe, and slippers she was just the hottest, sexiest thing around. “well, do you like the roses?”
Anko looked up at the beautiful bunch of roses that engulfed her small dining table. Kakashi knew how she loved flowers; how she’d memorized all the meanings and colors and numbers as a young girl. She remembered the day they met when she was a brand new genin and he was an older and wiser chunin, all of 13. She remembered everything. “They are beautiful, Kakashi. You have my attention. What is it that you want to say?”
Kakashi knew he must be brave. “Its quite simple, actually. I love you. You stole my heart the day we met. I will always love you. And I want to marry you and have ninja babies together. A friend recently reminded me that we are fragile creatures and life is short. That it’s important to do your best to live a life without regrets. Anko, you and I are both perverts. We’ve had all kinds of sex in all kinds of places. We’ve trained out bodies and our minds to be elite ninja. We are at the top of our profession. And that’s great, absolutely wonderful. But I want more, and I think you do too. I want children and family life and growing old with the woman I’ve always pined for.”
Anko took a deep breath. “That’s a lot. I mean, I’d love to have kids too, but…”
Kakashi looked deep in her eyes, “But what?”
Anko was clearly frustrated, “But I don’t think I’m cut out for monogamy Kakashi. I just… there are too many sexy men and women in the world for that.”
Kakashi gasped, “Good grief, woman. I said marriage, not monogamy! I mean, we’d need to be monogamous enough at certain times, so we’d know our kids are in fact our kids, but yikes! Monogamy, no! I’d much prefer honesty please. Have you and I not always been honest with one another?”
Anko smiled, “So then, it’s okay if I have a side chick?”
Kakashi smiled naughtily, “Just remember that caring means sharing, my love.”
Anko had a very naughty thought, “Perhaps we could invite Kiba over for dinner now and then.”
Kakashi groaned, “woman you tease me half to death. Please marry me.”
Anko smiled. She knew she looked atrocious, but here was Kakashi proposing to her on her living room floor. “yes, Kakashi Hatake, I will marry you and give you ninja babies.” She jumped up, broke the contraceptive seal from her abdomen, and motioned Kakashi to follow her upstairs.
Kakashi was confused. “You want to start today?”
Anko covered her face with her hand, “Good grief, Kakashi, you just preached this ‘life is short’ sermon to me and you know full well that I’m 34 years old. For fuck’s sake let’s get started with the fucking! But I do want a shower first; I smell like dog.”
Kakashi changed her sheets and got naked while she showered.
She emerged with damp hair and not a stitch of clothing. Kakashi took her in his arms. His erection rose quickly as they kissed. “My god, Anko. You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. You drive me wild.”
Anko jumped into his strong arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. “You’re pretty damn hot yourself Kakashi Hatake. Now fuck me hard and long.”
Kakashi carried her to the bed and laid her on her back. “Yes ma’am. That would be my pleasure.” He kissed her hard and could smell she was already wet and ready for his cock. He used his hand briefly to guide himself in. Fuck she was still as tight as a drum. This simple, traditional position was the same way they’d first made love when they were teenagers. They both knew it, they both felt it. Damn it was good to be home inside Anko.
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