A/N: Hello my beloved readers! I am crazy about KakashixSakura, and I decided, what the hey, why not put one out there? Please read and review! I LOVE reviews!
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It had to be the alcohol Sakura reassured herself. She didn't think right when she had a few drinks. If she had been sober, she would have said no to Ino like always. Instead, she decided to have a contest with her old pal, and they ended up under the table half aware of who they were and where they were.
"So. The next guy who walks into the bar right? Otherwise, you know the consequences." Ino smiled drunkenly at her little pink haired friend.
Sakura laughed a bit louder then her neighbors in the booth behind her would have liked. Covering her mouth she stifled a laugh, "All right. I agree to your terms… and you get the guy after that." Sakura hiccuped.
"I know the deal!" Ino all but shouted.
Sakura sat up above the table with Ino and giggled quietly. The bar was packed, and all the people she didn't want to sleep with were there. Naruto, Lee, Gai-sensei, Shino and Choji. Taking another drink, her eyes and Ino's lit up when the bell sounded at the door signaling Sakura's man.
Tenten walked into the bar and Ino and Sakura sighed. Girls weren't an interest.
Sakura never did anything too crazy. She had to admit as she fried her brain cells with more alcohol, this was pretty crazy. There was a good chance that someone she didn't want would walk in. But that was part of the thrill Ino had assured her. She, not thinking straight, agreed.
Her chances that someone wouldn't want her were slim. As with most dares, there was a consequence if you didn't fulfill your end of the deal. And Ino had proposed that the looser sleep with their pick of Gai or Lee. Hokage's above knew those two never had any luck with ladies.
The two drunk girl's heads shot up when the bell ringed again. And in stepped the least likely character to step foot into a bar. The man who never got drunk. The one man who turned down all invitations into or anywhere near a bar was the man Sakura had to hook up with. And Sakura knew the bet's income right there. She could almost feel the smirk growing on Ino's face as she glanced at Lee and Gai. The man Sakura had to hook up with would never in a thousand years even consider touching her in anything more then a friendly manner. But Sakura couldn't loose! There was too much at stake. She didn't want to loose her virginity to Lee. Or worse, Gai. Shuddering, Sakura stood and slowly walked straight to her prey.
A drunk smile spread across her face catching his attention as she stopped a foot in front of him, "Nice to see a friendly face sensei."
The white haired jounin twitched slightly as he eyed up his drunk former student, "I think you should head home Sakura. Would you like an escort?"
"I was hoping for you to buy me another drink… but I'll take up that offer Kakashi-sensei." She smiled. Stepping forward, she linked arms with him and placed her head on his strong, but slim, arm.
As Sakura left the bar with Kakashi, she couldn't help but choke back a curse at Ino as Sasuke walked into the bar just as they left. Stupid Ino was always lucky. Then again, Sasuke was known as the untouchable bachelor of Konoha. So, Sakura figured they were on even grounds. Snuggling closer to Kakashi, she smiled when he tensed slightly.
"Why were you going into a bar Kakashi? You never get drunk." Sakura asked, her voice low as she tried her approach to be seductive.
Kakashi brushed that aside and smiled beneath his mask, "I like an occasional drink. Speaking of occasional drinks… how many did you have Sakura-chan? I've never seen you this hammered…" He sighed as he glanced down at the drunk girl. She looked like a wreck, "Did someone try and touch you?" He asked slowing a bit as he turned his head to gaze at her with concern.
"No. Nothing like that. I just felt like it. And Ino was paying." She sighed as they were nearing her apartment.
Kakashi frowned, "You're too young to drink."
"Too young? You know the law of Konoha! There's no age limit! It goes by ranks and mission status… and then age. I mean… it's pretty… what was I saying?" Sakura asked looking around confused, "You smell nice." She giggled as she hugged his arm.
Kakashi sighed and held out his hand, "Keys… you can barely walk straight, you'd probably drop them into the gutter or something…"
Sakura dug into her pockets, and then her pouch and finally her bra. Triumphedly, she pulled out the single key from her C cup bra and handed it to him.
Kakashi placed the warm key into the lock and opened the door for her.
Sakura slowly stumbled into the doorway and turned to face him. Smiling, she fell against the frame, hitting her head rather hard. She brushed the pain off with a drunk giggle as she gazed up at Kakashi, "Wanna come in? I could serve you a drink along with some other things." Taking a hand, she pulled the zipper down on his vest.
Kakashi grabbed her hand firmly and opened her palm upwards. Placing the key in her hand, he shut it and pulled away from her, "Good night Sakura."
"Kakashi…" She blinked, had he just turned her down? "I'm offering you a good time."
"No thanks." He smiled, "I've got places I've got to be. See you around." With his signature wave, he turned and walked into the empty streets, pulling out his book as he did.
Sakura would be damned if she had to spend the night with Lee or Gai. Throwing the door shut behind her as she rushed over to Kakashi. Turning him around hard, she grabbed his vest with both hands, stood on her toes and brought her lips flying up to his covered lips.
Her entire face met his palm.
"No… I suppose you aren't safe alone tonight. All right…" Kakashi sighed as he pulled he hand away gently. Grabbing her, he rolled his eyes when she giggled loudly.
"Now this is what I'm talking about. So, your place?" She smiled.
"Um. No. Actually. Your parents." Flinging her over her shoulder like heavy baggage, he casually made his way to their house.
"You're sick Kakashi. Doing me in my parent's home. Right down the hall from them." Sakura scoffed making Kakashi chuckle.
"Oh yes Sakura. I'm going to take you right under their noses. Didn't you know I do that to all the young girls I train who get drunk like this? I was watching you… waiting." He said darkly as he ran a hand up her leg. Sakura squeaked and he laughed, "Sheesh Sakura. You're too cute. You're not safe in this condition to be staying by yourself. So, I'm going to turn you into your parents care for the night. They'll be better to you then some guy you find and talk into your company at home."
Sakura began hitting his back with her fists, growing frustrated with him. Another part of the bet was she wasn't allowed to tell anyone about the bet. Holding back a scream in her throat, she began attempting to kick him as well.
"Throw as much of a fit as you want Sakura. I'm not putting you down until we get you to safety." Kakashi sighed. Walking down another street he groaned when Sakura's foot caught his gut hard. She was pulling at his hair, and he was getting annoyed. Pulling her down, he placed her in front of him, "What." He demanded with a glare.
"Kiss me." Sakura glared at him.
"Right…" Pulling up his headband, he activated his chakra. And before Sakura knew what hit her, she was down for the count, lost in a dream. Covering his eye, he scooped her up and carried her bridal style the rest of the way.
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Sakura slowly peeled open her eyes to let a groan escape her throat. A cool compress was applied to her forehead as her foggy vision came too.
"You should thank that tall, handsome, sensei of yours." A rich female voice echoed throughout her killer headache.
"What for." Sakura whined, "What are you talking about. Try not to shout."
"You have a headache baby. I'll go get you some painkillers to dull it… just… hang on." Sakura's mother got up and walked into the kitchen, her dark brown hair tied behind her head in a low ponytail. Sakura had inherited her eyes and body structure.
"Don't go calling her 'baby' and 'honey' or even 'my little blossom'! She's in deep trouble. If I had half a mind I'd make her move back in here with us." A grumpy man frowned as he walked into the room and sat in front of his daughter. Sakura could only scoot back slightly. Her Dad was furious at her for getting that hammered. She was well aware why. Their blood didn't handle alcohol well. She could tell he was angry at her by the way his large forehead frowned beneath his black spiky hair. She had inherited that same forehead.
"Dad. I'm not fifteen anymore." Slowly sitting up she shot him a glare, "I have a well respected and paid job, and if you threaten me. So help me I'll-"
"You'll what? Hit your old man? Run crying to your Mom? Get drunk again? Sleep around?! Did I teach you nothing!?" He growled loudly. Sakura held her head with her hands as she glared up at him.
"Sweetheart. Gentle voices. Sakura's just having trouble at work and what not… she's allowed to get drunk once in a while. I don't think Sakura's ever gotten that drunk…" Her mother thought as she handed her precious daughter two pills and Sakura took them quickly. Her head was pounding and she was shaky.
"I can talk as loud as I want! It's my house!" Sakura's father growled as his voice boomed off the walls, "Sakura, my pink haired little girl. You must be understanding of your old man. I'm having a hard time growing old just watching you grow up…" He sniffled and choked back a fake sob, "I just want the best for you Sakura. I dream of the world for you. It would make my nerves calm down a whole bunch if you found someone to marry, had me a few grandbabies and let me steal them from you and your husband so you can make me some more. I miss the small hands you used to grab me with. Those huge hugs from those tiny arms…" Sniffling, he wiped away a dramatic tear.
"Dad. Stop it. I'll get married whenever I want." Sakura frowned and crossed her arms. She hated her father's mood swings.
"But baby girl, I need grandchildren to hold! I need them to sit in my aging lap! You won't sit in it anymore." Crying fake tears he sobbed into his kimono sleeves.
"Dear, you're asking too much of Sakura. She's too young to be married." Her mother smiled sweetly as she sat next to her husband and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"We were married when we were twelve! She's plenty old to be making me grandbabies!" He whined, "You had her when you were sixteen! Come on! Let's set up an arranged marriage for her!" Turning to his wife he raised his eyebrow.
"Yes! Let's do that! What do you think of that Shikamaru? I think he's smart enough for Sakura."
"Too lazy. He'd never move enough to make even one kid. What about that Neji fellow?" He asked his wife.
"I hear he's engaged to Tenten." She sighed.
"Oh? Really? Who would have thought… We'll have to send something to their wedding… What about Iruka? He's respectable enough."
"Hm… he's a bit old dear." Sakura's mother frowned, "Although, there's nothing wrong with marrying older men…" Her gaze moved over to the horrified Sakura and cleared her throat, "We'll think of someone. Okay? Oh! What about Lee!"
"NO!" Sakura roared, "I'll choose who I marry dammit! I'm not a kid!"
"Oh! Okay. We'll. We can't wait to see your choice Sakura. Go get him so we can arrange the wedding." Sakura's mother smiled. She was now all for it.
Sakura growled as she stood up and stomped into her old room.
"…I want grandbabies dear… Let's help Sakura pick out names!" Picking up an empty scroll from the table beside him, he searched for his ink and brush.
"Oh! Yes! I'll start making out the little clothes!" Sakura's mother jumped to her feet and hurried off to her closet to gather her sewing things.
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A/N: Ah man, I love her parents. I had to make them sort of a comic relief. I couldn't help myself.
