A/N: Hi everyone! Remember that sequel to Razzle Dazzle I promised back in December? You didn't think that was actually going to happen on time, did you? ^^; If you're just stumbling onto my stories for the first time, this is a SEQUEL! Please go read "The Old Razzle Dazzle" and then come back! You (almost certainly) won't regret it!

Part of this chapter was already posted on Tumblr, and also be reminded that these chapters are designed to be posted on Tumblr, and will therefore be pretty short. I hope you all enjoy! Thank you for reading, reviews are deeply appreciated!


Sakura panted as her head hit the pillow, her heated body covered with a cooling sheen of sweat. The soft panting of her breath sounded loud in the stillness of Kakashi's apartment. Kakashi sank to the mattress beside her, his own breath still coming fast. As little orgasm aftershocks pulsed through her body, making her shudder, he smiled.

"Are you okay?" he asked, propping himself on one arm and trailing his fingertips over her hip.

Sakura responded only by stretching languidly and giving an inarticulate moan.

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," he replied with a quiet laugh as she rolled toward him, nuzzling up to his chest.

Sakura closed her eyes, smiling a little as she breathed in his scent. She had enjoyed herself—in fact, in the six months since the mission that had brought them together, Sakura had grown to enjoy Kakashi's company very much. That mission had completely upended their friendly relationship, sparking a fierce chemistry between them that had surprised them both. Since then, they'd been spending more and more time together.

She didn't know what to make of it. They'd both carefully avoided defining their relationship in any way, and neither had told anyone else about it. While they had both dropped honorifics in private, in public they were still "Sakura-chan" and "Kakashi-sensei." Sakura had an easy time keeping the secret, for the most part, but lately it seemed like it was getting harder to do. It seemed impossible to her that other people could watch them interact with each other and not know that they were more than friends. Even when they were alone together, it seemed like their words had become more consequential.

"I always enjoy myself with you." Sakura mumbled her reply into his chest, humming happily as he snaked his arm around her waist.

When her body was flush against his, he trailed his hand up her back and then cupped the back of her head, tipping her face up and placing a lingering kiss on her lips. "I always enjoy myself with you, too."

Sakura smiled, her stomach doing a little flip. Her body's reactions to Kakashi certainly hadn't dimmed any since they'd first gotten together—if anything, they'd only gotten stronger. Tipping her head slightly to the side, she replied in a coy tone. "I guess you're just going to have to spend more time with me, then."

A returning smile curled Kakashi's lips, but his deep grey eyes were serious as he held her gaze, murmuring, "Sakura, I think—"

A sharp tapping at the window interrupted him. Frowning, he released Sakura, letting her rest back against the mattress as he sat up. Sakura watched his profile as he turned toward the window, much more interested in his handsome face than she was in the messenger bird that she knew was at the window. The tapping came again, more insistently this time, and Kakashi muttered "all right, all right" as he pulled on his pants and padded to the window.

When he pushed his plain curtains out of the way, he was greeted by the sight of one of Konoha's messenger hawks perched on the window sill. Sliding the window open, he let the hawk step inside. As it extended one of its legs, Kakashi reached down and unfastened the message tube that was tied above its foot. Without further ado, the hawk hopped back onto the sill, spread its wings, and flew off.

Kakashi walked back toward Sakura and sat beside her on the bed as he opened the tube, pulling out the note inside. Sakura heard the sound of something rattling in the tube but ignored it as she watched a confused frown cross Kakashi's face. "What is it?" she asked.

He handed her the note, and she scanned the nearly illegible scrawl. "Come to my office ASAP. Go get Sakura and bring her too. I have a special mission for you both. Bring this—you're going to need it." Beneath the note was Naruto's sloppy signature. Lowering the note, Sakura raised her eyes to Kakashi and was about to ask him what it was all about when he shook the object in the tube out onto the bed.

They both stared for a long moment at the black tube that lay on the bed. Sakura reached out and picked it up, pulling off the cap to reveal bright red lipstick. On the bottom of the tube was the name of the color: "Lady Danger".

Sakura's eyes shot up to Kakashi's. He was already scowling, even as an unbidden grin began to break across her features.

"No," he said firmly.

There was only one thing a "special mission" that involved lipstick could mean. Sakura's grin only grew as she excitedly said, "Looks like you're going to have to bring Setsuko out of retirement."

Kakashi fell back across the bed with a groan. "Fuck me."

Sakura began to giggle.


Sai stared at Naruto from across his desk in the Hokage Tower. If he had been a more expressive man, he might have let his jaw hang open, or blinked in surprise. But he just stared, and calmly uttered, "I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"

Naruto's blue eyes bore into him intensely as he responded, "I need you to dress in drag."

Sai's eyes narrowed minutely. "And just so I'm understanding..."

"'Drag' means that you'll be dressed like a woman," Shikamaru clarified.

That was exactly what Sai had thought it was, and he took a moment to mentally congratulate himself on knowing the colloquial term. "So, I'll be dressed like a woman. And I'll be..."

"Going undercover to follow Kakashi and Sakura." Naruto leaned forward slightly, placing his hands on his desk. His voice lowered slightly as he continued, "And I need you to film them."

Sai's brow furrowed a little. "And they will be...?"

"Also in drag." Naruto maintained his fierce eye contact.

"But Sakura is already a woman," Sai pointed out.

"She'll be dressing like a dude," Shikamaru replied.

Sai stared at Shikamaru. Shikamaru looked lazily back. Sai shifted his gaze back to Naruto, who hadn't taken his eyes off him. Sai thought for a moment about what 'dressing like a woman' could entail, and said, "Women wear lots of things."

Because Naruto was an expressive man, he did blink with surprise. "I... yes?"

"Therefore, dressing in this 'drag' could mean many things. Will I be a professional woman in a suit? A woman cooking dinner for her family? Maybe I will be a kunoichi, ready to fight..." he said, trailing off as his hands twitched by his side. He wished he had his sketchbook. He was having all sorts of ideas.

"Ah... Sai..." Naruto said, trying to get Sai's attention again. When Naruto saw Sai look back toward him, he continued, "Ino will be working with you to pick out your outfit. All you need to do is be there to film everything. And don't let them see you."

"And look pretty," Shikamaru added drolly.

"And look pretty," Naruto agreed. "That will make it easier for you to blend in."

Thinking about that, Sai tilted his head slightly. "But there are many different ways that women can be pretty."

Naruto flailed his hands slightly in frustration. "Well, you're gonna be the kind in a slinky dress, okay? Just be ready to leave tomorrow. Shikamaru will send the rest of the details to your house tonight and set you up with your filming equipment."

There was a knock at the door, and Shikamaru cleared his throat. "That's probably them."

Naruto make a shooing motion that indicated that he wanted Sai to go out the window. "Hurry. Don't let them see you."

Sai, who was in the midst of climbing up onto the open sill, paused and asked, "Will it be a very colorful dress? Because really bright colors aren't very flattering on—"

"Just go, Sai!" Naruto said as he gave him a none-too-gentle shove, and Sai stepped out of the window and anchored his feet to the side of the building, darting down toward the ground. He was tempted to stay near the window and overhear the conversation that was about to happen, but he figured he should head home.

After all, he had lots of ideas for how he should be dressed for this drag mission, and he needed to have his sketches ready to show Ino.


A/N: "Lady Danger" lipstick is by M.A.C