I don't really want to state anything for my first fanfic, just read and find out about it, thus, it will give you more surprise but I myself think it's quite a good story to read and it won't be long, I intend to write a short fanfic of about 13000 words. But, my English is really not good in comparison to many other authors in this site, so don't feel too disturbed when you're reading it, okay???

The language is quite strong and I rated M, explicit nudity.angst

It was a bit crazy and it's about Kakashi, my most favourite character in Naruto

Disclaimer: I don't own any Naruto's characters, they all belong to Kishimoto

Chapter 1: Secret Part 1

-You're late

The soft but muffled voice once again echoed around his huge and hollow department which was full of breeze at this very time, sending all the possible tingling sensation to the room's air, to his mind, to his body, to his goose-bump skin and to his spine since it started to resounding, making a strange effect in his heart. It twisted a little bit with joy and agony as well – a strange and ambiguous agony that he could not explain every time he saw her.

She came.

Yes, tonight would be a very short night

It was always like this every time she came, leaning on his window sill or sitting loosely on his bed, she backed against the moon. The silver light was flooding in his room through the large window but he could never see her face under that mask. Only her delicate, slender body was something he could ever have chance to fully contemplate and admire.

Her aromatic scent was also filling the air around him, sank him into some states of oblivion as his sense of smell was fully operating to take every trait of this passionate, alluring, and gentle tang into his lungs, the smell was so feminine but yet so unique, it only belonged to her and every single moment, he detected her presence, first by this odor and by his extreme ninja skills.

He didn't know yet, how long could he still smell this scent, how long could he still play this game? But one thing for sure, good thing never lasted long.

But she was there, teaching him to treasure every moment they could be together or every moment they could steal from the real world, the real life, yet stealthy feeling but it was so sweet, tempting and hard to resist.

It was fair enough, he was hiding his face for almost his life and to almost every one he met whether they were close to him or not so now, there was no reason for him to uncover her face, to know who she was. It was all in all a secret and he did not want to find out. In his mind, he knew that, if one day he could saw her face, they were never able to see each other again.

Sorry It can't be help!!!

He replied with a bit teasing tone in his voice. He traversed the room in his usual carefree manner; he never rushed or hurried, smoothly but dangerously appealing. Closing the window behind her, he sat down on the bed, making it sink under his weight and his back was again her. And on she would move closer to him, from behind, binding his eyes with the smooth silk ribbon, filling him with her warm presence. In this endless dark room, nothing could be seen; only senses were being activated to feel exactly what could not be felt under the normal conditions, to understand precisely what could not be heard under normal situations and to sense strongly the passion that could never be found in the normal experiences.

"I know you could see though the dark with your sharingan but please, don't do that" - she said shortly the first time she went here. Great, she knew about him, not everything but adequate while he did not know a damned thing about her. Why he agreed with this game in the first place, he did not know, at that time he could barely remember about an intolerable sentiment named "loneliness".

Under the mask, her voice was barely audible and even when the mask was off, she may have changed her voice that she couldn't be recognized any more. "Okay, suit yourself" – thought he in his give-up style. She came here for one thing and this was all he needed to fill up his emptiness, or may be her own hollowness.

Waiting for her to tie the silk ribbon around his own eyes, he sensed the bed sinking little by little towards his seat. But instead of a lithe cloth like usual, she enclosed him in a great embrace from behind, her supple breasts was pressed against his back suddenly transferring the welcomed warmth and electric shiver along his backbone, noticing that, she had just doffed her clothes. And now she was here on nothing else but her wonderful torso. He silenced for a few minutes and then slowly he asked:

- What's happened?

- Nothing

She responded the answer he already knew or they already knew. There were nothing like normal sense between them. It was just something to notice her that he knew her emotion, knew that something had happened to her and that's all.

A few more minutes passed by and she still hugged him tightly with her arms around his shoulder and her soft, fragrant flesh fully on his back, she would drive him crazy if she continued to do this any longer, and then he signed slowly before whispered in the darkness:

- You should cover my eyes, I would stop using sharingan but I can't stand opening my eyes to look at you.

She nodded too lightly to be noticed when groped beside her to take out a ribbon. She tied it around his eyes not too tight, not too loose, just enough to cover his sight. Then he gently turned around to face her, pulled her lightly but quickly into his lap, pressed his strong and tough chests against her tender ones, and there they were, so perfectly right. With all these stealthy and mistaken emotions, through all these nights, he didn't know why everything was so damned right when they were together…She was a mystery, she was a secret, she created the guilty feelings inside him, she brought back the worldly pleasure to him, she twisted his heart with outlandish melancholy with joy and utter bliss since he knew if there was nothing wrong, if she was just a normal girl and he was a normal man, she would never cover her face, hide her identity before him, but as long as she was there, in his arms or cuddled herself into his body, everything seemed perfectly right…

Capturing her compliant lips with his own, he enjoyed the luring sensation, as the kiss was always as mad as ever. Quickly as he explored her mouth with his tongue, he felt she sucked it with the same fervent manner that he gave to her. The softness of their oral fleshes wrestling turned him on as he tried to drink her soul from those mad kisses. Slowly, he trailed down her chin, her throat, her collarbone making her moan in pleasure. He tasted her thoroughly by his lips and he inhaled as much her sensual and saccharine scent as possible – the scent that had wandered inside him since the first night it appeared in his life. The scent he never had enough or feel bored of. Together with her flaccid and velvet skin, the scent was enhanced thousands of time as one of his hand was propping her back and the other was touching her, gliding on her skin with his fingertips only, traveling through the curve of her body, from her nicely round breasts, their nipples to her slender waist, to her tight and her inner thigh…All his touch made her tremble in a very sexy way as she tugged his vest's zip also with her shaking hand…And then he laid her down in the comfy bed, when he discarded his vest and his shirt onto the floor. When he moved his hands to his pants, he suddenly felt her hands stop him in the middle…

He didn't have to wait long when she unhurriedly undid his button and pulled its zip down. She gradually pulled the pant down his thigh, away from his feet and threw it onto the floor along with the others.

Fondling her breasts, he sucked them slightly and circled the nipples with his tongue and at the same time, he moved comfortably between her legs, pressing his hardness against her. Her long legs tangled around his waist.

Even though he couldn't see anything from the first day they made love; he knew that she was a very beautiful young girl. Her body seemed to be flawless with her age, she was tall, about 1m65, slender and had very nice curves, and her legs were long, supple but strong. She must be a ninja for sure as no normal girl had this type of strong and tempting body at the same time.

And on he entered her and started his smooth rhythm in and out her body with the ultimate pleasure…He felt ten times horny when hearing her sensual moan along their lovemaking, she did not overreact, she did not fake it, everything seemed to be so natural when it came from her mouth… and she was just the best sex he could remember in thirty one years of his life. He was huge and her inner muscles were so tight and they fit completely well…

It was much easier this time since the first…

Their first night was also her first time. He discovered it with a total shock only when he was inside her. Normally, he would find it out immediately if one was virgin or not if without this darkness and the ribbon binding his eyes. His reasons and analytical mind did not work this time since he first accepted her require. Why all of sudden she appeared in his life, gave out the weirdest suggestion and the next moment he knew that he was the one who took away her virginity.

-Is this your first time?

He asked to confirm and even when he couldn't see, he felt that she nodded lightly and she was probably crying because of pain. But it shocked him even more when she held on his arms and said in her choked voice:

-Please, don't…stop

As he went on with the greatest carefulness in his life, he didn't know why but he didn't want to give her pain or any regrets for her first time, he did not want to be crude or rude for her first time and lucky for her, he was one of the most talented ninja in Konoha and also the most skillful one in bed.

The next morning when the sky was only dimly lit and most people had not appeared in Konoha's street, he heard she woke up, dressed up and left with a small whisper in his ear: "I will come back"

For three days, he wondered whether he was in the oddest dream as that time he was too drunk and too busy with the terrible feeling of solitude. But at the forth night, when he got home and found her on his bed, he knew it was not a dream at all.

Two months had passed since then and he had to admit that she had smothered the loneliness inside him. He longed for her, desired her and felt entirely sated when he was with her. He couldn't name the feeling he had for her because it was nameless just like her- the nameless girl who appeared so late in his life but so right…He did not know or may never know why she can sensed his sadness or anguish, every time the lonesomeness was biting his soul, killing him from inside, she appeared, fulfilled his emptiness, alleviated his misery and then disappeared again and again.

You give me everything but why never did you say, you want something from me?

-Kakashi

She cried out his name in ecstasy as they came to their orgasm, he flooded her inside with the hot white flash of his seed. He also wanted to call out her name but he could not as he did not know her name. He knew nothing about her.

And he collapsed on her body, they panted rapidly; he felt her sweat and her thumping heart beat, it was like music to his ears…

I wish I could see your face…But if I do that, can I see you again?

Lying quietly beside each other, Kakashi felt her cuddle more into his body as he heard her say:

Kakashi, are you sleeping?

Yes, I am – he answered with an amusing voice

I don't know why but I love the way you sitting on the roof and reading your book, it seem so carefree and cute

Cute?

He couldn't believe his ears, no one ever told him that he's cute especially when he's a thirty one man- an entire adult- he smiled and reached to her arm; tighten it more around his chests

Yeah, especially when you find something funny or dirty, I don't know, your eyes seemed to sparkle and the corner of your eyes curved up, I knew that you are smiling or laughing under this mask. It's really really cute.

Where did you see me on the roof?

I won't say it, you will find out…- she intended to say something but then she stopped and he get her hesitation

Yeah, I know, I've just tried, whether you let your guard down- said he still with the witty tone

Kakashi – she whispered but her voice was not amusing at all – you promised not to find out about me, remember it?

After a long pause, Kakashi signed at last and continued:

-Yeah, I know, I'm sorry, now I know what my disciples think Naruto, Sakura and Sasuke

He sudden felt a light, so light quiver from her body transferring to his when he mentioned his disciples' names but then she asked without any hesitation, making he think that maybe he mistook:

-What's about them?

-They tried so hard to uncover my face when they were twelve or so, I knew all of this and played with them until they gave up, It was so funny that time, but I couldn't get it, why they so desperately wanted to see my face, but not until now…

- Did they really give up? – She asked after a small laugh when listening to his story

-Not really, they still ambushed me several times later when they had chance but they never succeeded.

- You're just too mean to them – She hissed in a very lovely way, but yes, it suited her age – he smiled and turned around to face her, his hand was groping in the dark for her face, and then it rested tenderly on her silky cheek, he mused:

-My face was nothing special; I'm not worth seeing, not like you, I'm sure that you're much more worth watching than me.

And he stopped that, Kakashi was a smooth talker, especially when he wanted somebody to pay his bill in the restaurant but never to his beloved woman, had he thought it was just like deception, your woman must be someone special, you can use sweet words to her like any others, and it's too stupid.

Kakashi – she whispered in a touched tone – Thank you!!

For what?

For everything

And then he bridged the small gap between their bodies once again to warm her up, leaving no distance between them, chest to chest, arm in arm and body to body:

Say my name again

Why?

Just say it, I love hearing you say my name

Kakashi,

Once more

Kakashi,

Once more

Kakashi,

Once more,

Kakashi…

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