llwild1992 (2016)

Rating: M (Sexual content)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Paring: Kakashi/OC

Arthur's note: I have no idea where this came from, it just was there and it needed to be written. In all honesty, Kakashi is my favorite character (Spoiler) and I felt really bad that he didn't have a love at the end of the manga, I mean, he deserves some love. Please enjoy and tell me what ya think. Side note: might be a one-shot or just a short story, not sure yet.

A Ninja's Devotion

"Come on guys, I'm starving!" Naruto complained as he walked ahead of Sakura, Sai, and Kakashi through the crowded streets of the village, "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to use this birthday coupon!" He held the piece of paper above his head like it was the most treasured artifact of the village, "All I can eat!"

"Gosh, Naruto, it's not like you don't get to eat this stuff every other day?" Sakura groaned, slapping her forehead with the palm of her hand, "I just want to go home…" she whispered to the others as they walked in step with her.

"We've been gone two months…" Sai said softly, a light smile pulling at his lips, "It's the least we can do on his birthday."

"Well it's not like you're so concerned with making sure he has a good day." She pouted, something then hit her shoulder, "Ouch." She looked to Sai as she grasped the point of impact. He didn't react, so she dropped her hand, but then something it her again. "Ouch!" she said it with more of an annoyed tone, still no reaction. It had to be him, it was coming from his side of her. Another hit and she caught what it was, a pebble. "Sai stop hitting me with pebbles!"

"I'm not throwing anything at you." Sai answered.

"Ouch! Seriously, look!" she held up the second of the pebbles.

"We'll it's not me."

One it the back of her head.

"Hey that's enough asshole!" Sakura growled as she pivoted on the ball of her foot and made ready to punch the ass who was throwing pebbles at her head, to only have her hand caught by the person. "What?"

"Is that any way to speak to your elder?" a feminine voice asked, "Or at least how to welcome me home?" she asked again as the dust settled.

Naruto and Sai both stepped into Sakura's side, out of protection, Kakashi came forward in curiosity as the woman became visible. Her voices sounded a great deal like Sakura's but older and richer. To Naruto she sounded creepy with how low she pronounced some syllables, like she was horse or something. Kakashi heard and understood it differently, her voice was rich like coffee but low like a thunderstorm off in the distance.

Sakura gasped as she looked into the pale blue eyes of someone she knew far too well, "Aunt Sayuri!" she cheered as she looked into an older reflection of herself.

Sayuri Haruno, smiled deeply as Sakura launched herself up into her arms for a well-deserved hug. Naruto and Sai both blinked as they realized that this newly appeared woman looked like she could have been Sakura's twin or something. Sayuri was a head taller than Sakura and of course looked older, given that she was done all up with makeup, but that was the only real difference. She had long pink hair that pooled over her shoulder like a cascading waterfall, reaching just the top of her thighs. Her blue eyes were hidden by thick black lashes and lined with dark black, her lips a deep blood red color. Her hands as they patted Sakura's back, were long, artist's fingers, painted black.

Dressed in a more adult version of the outfit Sakura wore when she was twelve, consisting of a sleeveless maroon colored crop top and a low hanging matching skirt that was slit at both thighs to allow maximum movement. Instead of skin showing, she had a snug black body suit under it that stopped only at the base of her neck, wrists, and ankles. Her pale moonlight colored skin stood out amongst the dark colors she wore. On the front of her skirt was the Haruno Clan's 'O' crest, and presumably on her back as well.

"It's good to see you too, Sakura." She answered her niece's happiness, running her fingers through Sakura's short hair, "Where did your hair go?"

"I cut it again about a year ago, it was getting too long." Sakura answered, pulling away, taking in the sight of her favorite aunt. "I can't believe you're back, you've been gone, what? Four years?"

"Just about." She laughed, running a hand through the back of her hair, absently pulling some of her hair from her shoulder, "I was just on my way to my apartment when I saw you, so I just had to get your attention."

"Guys, this is my aunt, Sayuri." She motioned back to Sai and Naruto who were right behind her watching the exchange between the two women. "This is my team." Sakura didn't however point in Kakashi's direction, mostly because he stood off to the side, not reading his book, seemingly disinterested in the whole situation. She wouldn't want to introduce her aunt to a neutral person like that.

'Wow, she's really pretty…is that what Sakura is going to look like when she's older?' Naruto though as Sayuri stepped forward and bowed at the waist to the two younger men.

"Naruto Uzumaki." She greeted kindly, but how she had pronounced his name sent chills down his spine for some reason, "I've heard a great deal about you, it's a pleasure to meet you. Sayuri Haruno." She held out her hand for him.

'ah…what does she want me to…she's so beautiful, do I take her hand and bow? Or do I grasp firmly and shake? Or maybe…her palm is down…and she's…does she want me to kiss the top of her hand? Ah! What do I do?' Naruto panicked as he looked at her offered hand and then to her eyes, half closed, but not like she was sleepy or anything, she was looking at him like she…he didn't know…a deep flush started to spread out over his cheeks as she looked at him making his heart pound quickly and his blood run cold. 'I…I think I'm scared of her. It's the only explanation…'

Deciding, Naruto gripped her hand and shook it, "Nice to me ya!" he greeted nervously and loudly.

Sakura sighed, embarrassed, "Wow, smooth."

Sayuri chuckled lightly and then looked towards Sai, meanwhile pulling her hand out of Naruto's sweating one. "Sayuri." She smiled.

"I am Sai." Sai answered in a quiet tone, taking her hand and shaking it, "you are mesmerizing." He complementing, smiling.

"Oh, thank you."

"Sai!" Sakura warned, "You'd better not be—"

"—in all honesty you are the most attractive woman I have come across in a long time." Sai interrupted, bringing her hand to his lips to kiss her knuckles.

'She looks just like me, why the hell does she deserve to be called attractive and I get called the opposite? Sai I will kill you!'

"Sai!" Naruto screamed, appearing at his side, panicking over what he was doing, "Let go of her hand, you—you're—it's invading her personal space."

"It's alright." Sayuri laughed, pulling her hand away from Sai's grasp. "Happens all the time." She waved them off, "you're cute Sai." She giggled, trying hard to stop the laughter.

"Me?" Naruto blushed, pointing to himself, suddenly desperate to know what she thought of him, although he was the one she complemented earlier about hearing about him.

Opening her eyes wide, "You?" she asked, stepping into his personal space, peering up into his blue eyes. Sakura gasped at how close Sayuri was to Naruto, nearly pulling her hair out. Sayuri watched as Naruto turned a deep shade of red as she looked into him, so close to his lips. She knew she was pushing it, but she enjoyed playing with him, "You're adorable." She winked before stepping back, resting her left elbow onto Sakura's shoulder, leaning into her, "I say, your whole team is cute." Sayuri laughed, "Just like my little niece here."

"Hey." Sakura looked away, huffing out smoke, ticked that the boys had acted so strange with her, Naruto was currently a pool of goo on the ground, still red and Sai had in all honesty complemented her without faking it. "You're only ten years older than me."

"Oh, my poor baby niece." Sayuri mocked Sakura's whiny tone and batted the back of her hand on her cheek. "Still got that inferiority complex?"

"Wait?" Naruto became a whole person once again and looked between the two, "You're so young to be her aunt, aren't you?"

"I'm the youngest of eight siblings, Kizashi; her father, is my eldest brother. So that's why we're so close in age." Sayuri smiled deeply, suddenly looked like she was a kid, like them, looking so much like her niece, who too smiled as they touched heads. "We're a little more like sisters because of the gap, but family is family."

"So you've been on a mission?" Naruto asked, she didn't look like a shinobi, then again appearances are deceiving, Sakura sure as hell doesn't look like she could destroy a building with one punch. But this woman was just too…too sweet and beautiful…she couldn't have harmed a fly, could she?

"Yes, but now I'm back."

"Have you gone to see grandfather?" Sakura asked.

Sayuri shivered, "I'm avoiding that for as long as possible. The old man as a few demands for me if and when I ever go home. Hopefully another opportunity make's itself known soon."

"Why?"

"When you're twenty-seven and the only daughter of the Clan Head, then you'll understand."

"I guess I will, Papa might succeed soon, with how grandfather's health is."

"Lord, then we're all doomed with Kizashi as Leader." Sayuri laughed, running her hands through her hair once again.

"So what was this mission about?" Naruto asked, truly wanting to know and understand this woman.

"Oh a little of this a little of that." She shrugged.

"For four years?" Sai asked, becoming interested too.

"Well a kunoichi mission isn't as straight forward as you'd think, there was a lot of waiting and maneuvering involved in getting to where I actually needed to go. Plus, listening to all the gossip and manipulating things out of men, it's harder than you'd think."

"so what happens if you…?" Sakura asked, but didn't finish.

Sayuri understood, "You have to get in deep." She answered.

Blushing, "and if you have too…?" Sayuri used her thumb to mimicked throat slicing, adding a blade sound. With wide eyes, "really?"

"Nope, more like…" Again she didn't speak, just used ques, this time she fake-punched herself in the chin.

"Wow, you never…?"

"Not protocol."

"Oh…"

"You've never been on a solo kunoichi mission before?"

"Tsunade changed the age to twenty-one for those." Sakura shook her head, "but I'm not too upset about that, I don't think I'd be any good at pretending for so long."

"Don't worry." She laughed.

"So…" Naruto smiled, holding out his coupon, "It's my birthday and we're all going out for Ramen. Would you like to join us?" his hands and legs were shaking as he asked.

"Oh?" She pointed towards herself. "Me?" Naruto shook his head so fast Sakura worried he was about to give himself whiplash. "I could eat." She announced.

"Great!" Naruto punched the air, "Let's go!"

"Why are you acting so weird?" Sakura asked as Naruto began to skip down the street.

"I'm just happy." He answered, a light nervous laughter in his tone.

"Gosh," Sayuri flipped her hair over her shoulder, "He is nothing like I had thought the child of Lord Fourth."

"You miss a lot when you're gone for so long, Sayuri." Kakashi answered her, closing his book and placing it in his pack. "Naruto is an enigma, but he is powerful."

"In the beginning of all of this, Sakura said he's not gifted but it's his determination that has made him strong." She stepped closer to him, still watching the three as they arrived at the ramen stand. "He is still determined to bring back the wayward Uchiha boy?"

"It is all he can think about most days."

"Even in the capital city and the Daimyō's court we've heard whispers of the two. Naruto better be crossing his t's and dotting his i's, they fear him up there."

"We?" Kakashi asked.

"The other kunoichi undercover there, over the last few years Tsunade has put may more spies in place to hear what is going on. The Daimyō has become suspicious of another shinobi war and has broken off all non-formal contact with her."

"Why have you come back?"

"My target was successfully assassination after four years of biding my time; there was no need to stick around and maneuver anymore, so I returned." Turning towards him, she smiled lightly, "How are you, Kakashi?"

"I can't complain." He shrugged.

"I'm glad to hear it and that I ran into you. I was hoping to see you before I got assigned somewhere else."

"You expect that so soon? You are owed plenty of time."

"With my home life, two days is plenty of time. Wouldn't you think?" she peered up at him with her pale blue eyes, expecting an answer, but of course he didn't give one. Making her giggle, "you haven't change at all."

"You expected that?"

"Not at all." She rolled her eyes, batting his chest with the back of her hand, "I've known you long enough; you won't change." They exchanged a soft looked between each other.

Sayuri's light powder colored eyes, so full of passion and light, and the dark sharpness of Kakashi's single sleepy eye. A moment passed, unknowing to the world, of peace and understanding.

Clearing his throat, Kakashi crossed his arms over his vest trying to appear nonchalant and easy, but really, the unspoken exchange was unnerving him. "You should rethink being assigned so soon."

"Why? You offering something different?" Pinning him with a look that made the real Kakashi, deep down under the façade he wanted all others to believe he truly acted as, quake in his shoes.

Before Kakashi could answer, a passing man reaching out and ran his hand over Sayuri's hair, not getting far because Kakashi reached out with chakra-induced speed and grabbed his wrist, "Hey!" the man gasped, "I was only admiring this woman's beautiful colored hair."

"Let go." Kakashi ordered his sleepy eye coming awake, a warning to any who did not know him.

"I was only going to ask her how much the night was." He pulled away and out of the silver haired man's grip, "It's a fair question."

Sayuri chuckled deeply, pulling her hair back over her left shoulder, "oh really?" she giggled, stepping back to peer over her shoulder at the insubordinate man, "I'll tell you." Her voice was sweet and calm. But then a fast hand swung down and gripped the man by his genitals, hard, making him cry out in terror and pain as she pulled him to her, a deadly look in her eye, Sayuri's whole body had changed from calm to dangerous. "Even if I was a prostitute; you couldn't afford me you piece of shit." With the man's final cry, Sayuri rounded on her foot and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying into the crowd with a yell. "Pervert!" she shouted, bringing her foot back down. "Jeez what is with some people? No shame."

"You haven't changed at all, Sayuri." Kakashi sighed, "Still kicking the shit grown men."

"Well, as you can guess, grown men are my specialty." She mocked his carefree tone.

"Hey, you guys ordering food of what?" Naruto's voice broke through the crowd, looking on ahead they both found him waving for them to come.

"Kakashi Sensei stop boring Sayuri." Sakura called out.

"I guess we've stalled long enough." She laughed, leaving him behind. "Sorry about that, just catching up." Sayuri placed her hands together and smiled before sitting next to Sakura in one of the empty stools at the right, the cook asked to take her order, "I'll have a spring bowl if you serve it?"

"I'm nearly out of squash, is zucchini alright with you?" he asked, looking for his basket full of vegetables to substitute for noodles.

"That is." She agreed, "Many thanks."

Kakashi placed his hand onto her shoulder as he sat down, stunning the three as he did so. But Sayuri did not react to it. It may have been a simple touch, he was sitting in the last seat and next to the wall, he may have just been using her for balance. But when did Kakashi Sensei lose his balance? Naruto's eyes squinted as he watched the older man's hand leave Sayuri's shoulder and give his order, he was just as nonchalant as ever but there was something unsettling in it. Sakura noticed it too. It was just strange to see Kakashi touching people when he didn't have to.

"So you said you two were catching up?" Naruto questioned as he handed in his empty bowl to be given another helping.

"Yes," Sayuri answered, accepting her bowl and breaking her chopsticks, "we've known each other for…" she looked at Kakashi, who was leaning onto his forearms, just listening, not engaging. Seeing then, Sayuri brazenly leaned over and placed her hand onto the top of his thigh, gaining his attention for a split second, the other's couldn't see the touch, to them it looked like she was just leaning in. "Nine or so years?"

"About right." Kakashi answered, his eye never moved, "when you became a Jōnin."

"Oh that's right." She giggled taking her hand away from him, "you were still in ANBU when I was a Chūnin so I didn't know you then."

"Eh?" Sakura questioned as she swallowed, "You've known him that long?"

"Isn't it natural to know someone you're affiliated with; don't you know most of the Chūnin you work with?"

"Just their names."

"Well, so why all the surprise I know him?"

"I don't know." Sakura answered, looking away, "Sometimes I forget your rank and think of you as just Sayuri."

"Funny."

"So, Sayuri, before when you and Sakura were talking about your mission, what did you really do?"

"You didn't understand the messages I was giving her?"

"Believe it or not, Naruto isn't the best at getting subliminal messages." Sakura sighed under her breath.

"No…"

"It was a long term SIA mission."

"A what?"

"Seduction, Interrogation, and Assassination mission." Sai answered, having barely touched his bowl at all. Naruto gasped and turned to the silent ninja and demanded to know what that meant. "It means she worked her way into a man's life, seduced him, gently probed him for information, and then in the end killed him. Missions like that could take years because some men don't willingly give top secret secrets to their new mistresses."

"So you…you…"

"No one ever explained what Kunoichi missions entail?" Sayuri laughed as Naruto blushed and shook his head, "oh goodness that just ads to how adorable you are, Naruto."

Stars caught in his eyes again, she called him 'adorable'! Sakura just groaned and continued to eat.

The team all quieted down as they all started to eat. Naruto did manage to ask Sayuri more questions and Sai even asked if she would sit for a portrait, but other than that nothing but slurps could be heard from the five of them. When they were done and Naruto had reached his limit of 'all you can eat' Sai excused himself, not before kissing the top of Sayuri's hand again, angering Naruto. He couldn't understand why it bothered him, but he felt embarrassed about yelling at Sai over it when Sayuri just laughed it off and called it 'cute' again. She even asked for a raincheck for their portrait session.

It was just Naruto, Kakashi, Sakura and Sayuri as they walked happily together.

Kakashi was of course reading his book, not really paying attention to the rosette woman standing between him and Naruto as she answered all the questions Naruto could think to ask. Bothering Sakura who was a little possessive over her aunt, but Sayuri didn't mind at all. Just as he remembered, she was still as easy going and kind, but like Sakura she had fire and a feistiness about her that no one would think she possessed.

It was probably because she was so beautiful. She wasn't vain nor did she pride herself on her physical beauty. She was the embodiment of 'never judge a book by its cover', it could unnerve others for how strong or smart she truly was. It also really bothered people when she really accepted that she was beautiful. In all the years he has known her, she never truly meant her simple 'thanks' for being called that. Nor did she truly enjoy having to be assigned SIA missions, it was because of her beauty that she was given them.

"Sakura!" A man's voice called out to them.

Looking ahead, Sakura found her father walking towards them, waving happily as he did so, "Hi Papa." She called cheerily back. Sayuri squeaked like a toy and in a flash was not between Naruto and Kakashi, but behind Sakura, hiding like a child. nearly pushing her niece down to the ground. "Did you just get home?"

"Yes I did." Kizashi said as he stood in front of them, "Thought I'd stop by your apartment and check in with you, but I found you before…" he eyed the woman with long pink hair hiding behind his daughter, "Sayuri?" he questioned.

Groaning, his sister stepped out from behind Sakura and laughed, "Hi, big brother." She smiled, acting like a child with their hand caught in the cookie jar. "I'm home…"

"I can see that." Kizashi uncrossed his arms, "what, no love for big brother?" Sighing Sayuri bowed her head to him before walking into his arms. "My little sister," He mused, running his hand over the back of her hair, but then lifted her up off the ground, "I can't believe the baby is back, this brings me such joy to have my baby home and safe!"

"Kizashi! Put me down!" Sayuri demanded as she tried to pull away from her overly zealous brother, "I'm not a baby and I'm not your baby!"

"I raised you for the most part, so you're my baby."

"Well I want to be put down!" She shouted, elbowing him in the middle of his back, knocking the wind out of him, making him drop her. "Oh, sorry!" she gasped seeing her bother turning green, "I didn't mean it."

"Not a problem." He said, breathlessly and chocking back on vomit, "I forgot, you don't like your feet being off the ground."

"Serves you right Papa." Sakura laughed, wrapping her arms around Sayuri's waist and leaning into her, "she just got back yesterday."

"That's good." Kizashi said, gaining his breath and composure back, "Father will want you to come home."

"But that involves seeing him." Sayuri sighed, leaning back into Sakura, "And I don't really feel like doing that at this time."

"He's old, Sayuri, you need to see our father."

"I will, on my own time. Don't force me, Kizashi, you always promised me that you'd let me decide what I do."

"Only when I become Leader."

"Aren't you acting Leader?" she asked, raising her brow, when he didn't answer she frowned, "Controlling old fool."

"Why don't you want to go home?" Naruto asked innocently. 'if I had a family like Sakura's I wouldn't waist a moment to be with them.'

Rolling her eyes, "Because I am of a certain age and status, plus I am the only daughter. If I go home, I will be caged and never let free." She kept her eyes on her brother, daggers in them. "I'll hold out as long as possible."

"It's not like the old days." Kizashi said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Just come home for dinner so even mother can see you."

Licking her lips, Sayuri looked away, "I'll take my chances."

"Very well." her brother looked her over, a frown forming on his face. Spitting a 'I'm disappointed in you' look towards her. "Sakura." Kizashi opened his arms for her to come to him, he was dismissing himself.

Unfolding Sayuri from her own hug, Sakura kissed her father on the cheek and gave him the affection he wanted. As they all watched him leave, Naruto wondered what Sayuri was really running from.

"You should see grandfather." Sakura said, without turning to face her aunt, "It's nearly his time."

"I know." Sayuri confirmed, "I'll stick around if you want."

"Do it for you, not for me, I'm not a kid anymore, Sayuri. I don't need you like I did in the old days."

"Oh really?" she laughed. "That's good."

"well I got to get going," Sakura yawned, "I have rounds tomorrow."

"Okay."

"I should go too." Naruto announced, "Hey Sakura, I'll walk you home."

"Oh thanks."

Taking her hand again, Naruto blushed as he smiled towards her, "It was really nice to meet you, Sayuri."

"Pleasure is all mine, Naruto Uzumaki. While I'm in the village I hope to see this great ninja I've heard about."

"Not a problem. Hey you should come and see us train sometime, or even go on a mission with you…ah—that is, if you want, or if you don't that's completely fine, seeing as all you just got back from one…would you?"

"I'll see."

"Naruto!" Sakura yelled, having already started to walk off on her own, jealous of the attention Sayuri was getting, "Are you walking me home or what?"

"Coming Sakura!" Naruto turned blue as she continued to yell, mumbling to herself as he chased after her.

Hiding her lips, Sayuri laughed. "Goodness he is so adorable." She said again, pivoting on her foot to face the impassioned Kakashi, already lost in his book. "I guess…"

"Hey, Kakashi." Someone yelled out from the crowd. Both Jōnin looked up to find Might Guy approaching, "I'm glad I found you, all my comrades abandoned me on my drinking night."

Closing his book, Kakashi inwardly groaned at the thought of having to babysit a drink Guy once again. Before he could say anything, Sayuri turned on her heel and walked away. Passing the excited Guy as she did so, her long cherry blossom hair flowing in the wind she made, leaving a faint sent of peaches in her walk. Guy took note and froze, turning as he watched the woman walk off into the distance.

"What a woman!" Guy remarked, "Wasn't that…what's her name again? Sounded like a lily?"

"Sayuri Haruno." Kakashi answered Guy's wonderings.

"Ah!" He pounded a fist into his open hand, "The Utsukushi-sa of Konoha"—The Great Beauty of Konoha— "I heard she was back, even caused a riot at the front gate because the drooling guards kept their attention on her rather than checking in the other entries. Tsunade herself had to come down and fix everything. Man isn't she a beautiful woman?"

"She is."

"She's been away for two years—"

"—three…"

"The rest of the male population in the village will be after her, I should go stake my claimed before anyone else. She is sure to fall in love with me and all my youth!" before Guy could run off after her, Kakashi reached out with his book and hit Guy over the head, effectively stunning him for a moment. "Why did you do that?"

"How about that drink?" Kakashi asked, putting his nose back into the book and started off to their usual pub.

A few hours later, after dropping a drunken Guy off at his own apartment, a slightly affected Kakashi pushed open his own front door and shut the world away. Finding himself in the cold darkness of his home. It was not as large as he would have liked, but he was rarely home as it was, so the size was perfect for the times he was home. As he took off his shoes and started to undo his vest, the night replayed in his slightly hazy mind.

Stepping up into his home he entre the small sitting area and pulled off his vest, wanting very much to just sit down on the settee and finish the next chapter before falling into his bed. As he pulled off his vest, an alarming chakra made itself known. Shivering at his nearness, he froze.

"In her letters, she made it seem as though you're very protective of Sakura." Sayuri's voice broke in the silence. She stepped out from the shadows and stood in his kitchenette, "Is it because she is my niece or because she reminds you of me?"

Dropping the vest down onto the settee with an empowered thud, "A little of both I guess." He answered, removing his kunai holster and pockets and depositing them on the settee as well. his eye watched intently as she looked from him to the scenery of his small one-bedroom apartment. The same one she had been so accustoming to visit in the late hours of the morning years ago.

"Love what you've done with the place." Sayuri complemented as she walked from the kitchenette to the sitting area, eyes roaming everywhere but on the man who owned the apartment. "Very; unattached bachelor." She laughed.

"Why are you here, Sayuri?"

"I don't know." She shrugged, "probably because I don't feel like going home, my brother has probably told our father I'm back, so there should be a cousin or two waiting at my door." She picked up the photo of Team 7, looking down at the faces of the kids, "Sasuke Uchiha is a very good looking boy," she mused, "hate to see what he'll look like as a man, his brother was intimidatingly handsome, but this boy is so; pretty."

"Why did you come back, Sayuri?" Kakashi revised his original question.

"My mission was over, Kakashi."

"And coming here?"

"I think you're smart enough to guess that one."

"We're not having that argument again."

"Wouldn't have called it an argument, the last time we talked, I was the one crying on the floor while you read that damned book."

"Then why did you run away? If it wasn't an argument?"

Blowing air through her lips as she replaced the photo she looked out his window to find how to word it. "To be honest, I was twenty-three and stupid. I ran away because I wanted to hurt you and that was the only way I could think of to do it, but it only hurt me in the long run."

"Really? Only you?"

"You didn't tell me what I wanted to hear."

"As you said; you were twenty-three and young. You hadn't seen enough of the world to know what you wanted."

"I wanted you, Kakashi, forever. But you wouldn't give me it. You broke my heart because you didn't want the same things I wanted. But I guess nature knew better than us. And took care of it. You didn't even have to lift a finger."

"That baby would have been an adventure, Sayuri, but it would have been your only adventure."

"That would have been enough, Kakashi. You just couldn't see it. After the miscarriage I felt like a failure, that somehow I had failed that baby and you. So I ran from responsibilities and took that mission. Partly to see if I could make you jealous, you didn't show any care for the loss and it hurt."

"You think I didn't care for you or the baby? Sayuri I would have done anything had you asked. Running wasn't your only option."

"I know, but it was better than the other's at the time. I wanted to forget about it, and being wined and dined by a rich man who gave me everything was the ticket." A flash of emotion passed Kakashi's visible eye, "Does that bother you?" she caught him, "That everything you wouldn't give to me was handing on a gold tray? Does that anger you? Do I finally get the satisfaction of hurting the great Copycat Ninja?" the eye looked away for a moment, Kakashi let himself become vulnerable in front of her.

"Do you want to know how I managed to compartmentalize the seduction?" She asked, stepping into his personal space. Looking up at him with her pale blue eyes, "He was old and a widower, with an ass that looked like a prune. In order to make the seduction successful without compromising her own self, the kunoichi is expected to place herself somewhere else in her own mind. Each has her own way of doing it. Well me; I pretended he was you." That got a reaction out of him, his body went ridged, "as the process went further and future, you took his place. It wasn't his hand that I touched," her hand gently grasped his wrist, pulling it upwards and then her fingers danced across the exposed skin, "It was your scent that engulfed me when I rested against him. It was your chest that I held onto when he would pull me against him." fingers traveled from his wrist to his chest, swiping in a sensual motion from the top of one shoulder, down along his clavicle, to the other shoulder, repeatedly. Under her touch, she felt his heart begin to pound. "As the seduction continued and I would have to put him under a genjutsu to make him believe I was truly committing to our relationship, I longed for him to be you…every night."

When her free hand reached up to remove his headband, he stopped her, "Sayuri." He warned.

"I'm not afraid of it," she stated gently, "I love it in fact, just like I love every scar on your body." Dropping his hand, powerless against her, he allowed her delicate hand to pull it up and off of his head, throwing it onto the settee with his vest. Keeping his eye closed, she first touched his silver brow, and then ran her thumb along the scar down his eye and onto his cheek, and then lovingly touched his lashes feathering against his skin. As she cupped the side of his neck, he slowly opened his Sharingan eye. Her breath caught as she looked into the deep blood red of the eye, feeling it's power as it looked into her soul.

"You are beautiful." She remarked, placing her other hand onto his cheek. "Women must throw themselves at you?" No reaction, so she stepped more into his space, rising up onto her toes as his fingers hooked themselves into the sides of his mask, he did not fight her as she pulled it away, revealing his full face for the first time in four years. "So we both have made each other jealous?" she mused, her thumb running along the seam of his perfect thin lips, "I'm okay if you've been with other women in this time. As we did not officially end it. Women can get away with imagination, men on the other hand have a more physical need."

Kakashi's Adam's apple bobbed up and down quickly as his hands found her waist, holding her against him.

With a curious pinning glair, Sayuri licked her lips, both of his eyes zeroed in on the movement, "You haven't? In all this time?" she felt his bare fingers twin in the bottom ends of her hair, fisting them. "Oh Kakashi," she gasped as he pressed her belly against his, letting her feel all of him, "Self-imposed celibacy for four years can make a man ravenous."

Kakashi's lips ceased her own in a hungry kiss, his hands pressed her closer to him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Sayuri let him take, he was a man starved, he took what he wanted and had been waiting for since her departure. Kissing him back with just as much longing and passion as he was. Letting him lift her from the ground she wrapped her legs around his waist as he moved them onto the settee, not caring that they ere crushing his vest, situating her to straddle him as they kissed with abandon.

Reaching down with skilled hands, Sayuri found the tails of his blue shirt and quickly pulled it up, making Kakashi break their kiss just for a moment to raise his arms and help her remove it. The offending piece of clothing was chucked across the room as she attacked his skin with a series of hot open mouth kisses, staring at the seam of his lips, trailing down the side of his neck, and to the hallow of his throat. Meanwhile her hands threated their way through his silver hair, pressing into his skin.

Kakashi's own hands, pulled her hair from her body and into a vice like grip in one. With his free hand, he grasped the zipper at the base of her throat and started to pull it down, the material moaned at the release, becoming just a piece of fabric against her chest. Pulling it off of her, Kakashi pulled her lips back to his.

Their quick breaths mingled and became hot air around them, time seemed to stop. Touches became rougher and harder, not getting enough of each other. Boldly Sayuri reached back to started undoing the zipper of her suit, the tight fabric that outlined her tight body gave way. At the sight of her creamy shoulder, Kakashi groaned and pulled it from her arms, leaving her bare chested. Desire to taste her skin over took him. Pressing his lips into the space between her perfect mounds, he licked. Tasting her signature sent of peaches.

Sayuri gasped as he continued to lick her skin, even biting gently down onto her breast. Fisting her hands into his hair, she decided she wanted; no needed…pulling him away from her skin she threw him back into the settee. One hand kept its grip in his hair and the other took hold of his throat. The Sharingan eye swirled at the feeling of danger. But she would never hurt him, or be able to hurt him.

She kissed him hungrily, taking his now plump lip between her teeth as she pulled away. "Tell me that you love me, please, Kakashi?" she whispered against his lips.

"You know that I do, Sayuri." He answered, running a hand lovingly through her long hair before picking her up with him. "Always."

"I can still picture it, spending all of my days with you; here." She sadly said against his lips before kissing him gently, resting her forehead against his. "Forever…" he pushed open the only door besides the front door and entered his small bedroom. Sparse for even a ninja.

Placing her onto the cool sheets of his bed, Kakashi helped her remove the last of her bodysuit, and then his own pants and underclothes, leaving them both as naked as the days they were born. Coming down onto her, placed between her thighs, they continued to kiss. Her hands roamed the bare planes of his scared back, running against each line, pressing her love into them, remembering where each one began and a new one formed. His fingers trailed the lines of her perfect breasts and smooth skin of her sides.

Pulling away he pressed up to look her in the eye with his mismatched black and red gaze, "If you were given them?" he asked.

A breathless chuckle escaped her lips as she shook her head slowly, "I'm back, there is no chance of that happening now, my love." Her fingers traced the sides of his face, "So don't make me hope; it will only destroy us."

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