Sakura X Kakashi

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This is a story about love, life, and fantastic sex between two extraordinary people/ one of my fav pairings. If you are NOT mature enough to read this than please don't because there Will be lemony goodness in later chapters. Also, if you do not like this pairing, but you DO like my writing, please note that I do accept commissions and suggestions for any other stories and/or pairings, just leave them in the comments or send me a message. Alrighty! Now on with the show!

Disclaimer: All the usual schtuff. I Do Not own NARUTO, or any of the characters, all I own is this plot, my laptop, and the clothes on my back...

...oh, and these goldfish*!

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She spotted him from across the room. He was sitting at the bar with his back turned to the room. It was dark, hot, and muggy in the crowded club.

She would never have expected to see him here...

There were bodies pressed and jammed against each other- a complicated mix of strangers and lovers, all grinding together in one pulsing beat that kept time with the unsettling rhythm of the music that was streaming from the DJ's speakers.

Sakura had a nervous and sick feeling in the very depths of her stomach. She looked across the room at him from where she had been simultaneously dancing, and seducing everyone who looked at her. And everyone looked at her.

But who could stop themselves?Her long light pink hair was enough to make heads turn... and once you looked you were caught in the soulful deep green of her eyes. Her body was all tight muscles and creamy white skin- and when she twisted and thrust her hips with the music, every man was helplessly, instantly, and irreversibly in want of her.

You could almost taste the lust in the air, it being as thick and tangible as the sweat forming on her brow.

Yes, every man wanted her. But she would bet her life that no man wanted her as badly as she needed him. And he was sitting right there. Right across the room. She knew what she was about to do... and that was what gave her such a unsettling feeling.

But she couldn't help herself. Her skin was tingling- itching in anticipation. It was like the music that possessed her and took over her body when she danced, was even now still controlling her. With every beat of the base she inched a little bit across the room, invisible fingers pulling invisible strings, egging her on.

She could feel her need for him grow with every step closer she took towards him. She could feel it coiling in the pit of her stomach, like a dangerous snake. So ready to strike with its deadly blow.

Finally, she made her way through the mass of bodies and simmered up to the bar as gracefully as she could in her aroused state. She hopped up on to the recently vacated stool right next to him, conveniently bumping her knee against his.

She knew he knew that she was already there, but she wanted to make a physical connection, a simple little "look at me", just incase he was planning on ignoring her presence.

"Hey Kakashi" she said, her voice deep and sexy from the mixture of alcohol and arousal. "I didn't expect to bump into you here." He didn't respond right away and she stared nervously at his drink. After a few seconds of waiting, he finally turned to look at her, his visible eye already crinkled up in a smile. "Hello Sakura." He opened his eye and she gazed up at him.

Their eyes met and her brain sizzled with overwhelming electricity. Her legs shook in excitement. She wasn't nervous anymore. It was a full five seconds before he tore his eye out from under her heated look, and gestured to the crowd, clearing his throat. "Uhm, yes well... Genma dragged me along." He answered an unasked question. "Oh yes I'm sure." Sakura ordered a shot of Tequila from the bar tender, and then started to pull at a loose thread that was hanging off of the long sleeves of his undershirt/mask combo.

She noticed his knee begin to jiggle. Sakura couldn't tell if she was making him uncomfortable or not. But that was impossible! The infamous Copy Ninja could not be fazed. And she seriously doubted her presence was having any kind of effect on him whatsoever. Either way, that was not the kind of reaction she wanted to elicit from him.

Sakura looked up at him again. He was looking at her. It was now or never. Just do it already! A new song began to play, one she danced to often, and a coy smile played at her full lips. "Kakashi?" He looked at his drink, it was empty and he frowned.

The bar tender brought her drink. He watched her as she licked her hand and poured salt on it. "Yes Sakura?" he said it cheerfully, completely unawares at the gravity of what was about to happen. Sakura took back her shot, licked the salt off her hand and stuck her lemon wedge in her mouth. She pulled out the lemon and licked her lips. "I love this song!" she said with a smile. Sakura batted her eyes at him, "Come dance with me."

She was not asking, she was telling.

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