Dear Senpai, Remember Me?
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(Session #2: The change in her)
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The night air was cool, but the bed was slowly soaking up sweat where the couple was entangled in all their fervor, each in his/her own search to quench their desire.
Anko's hands were rubbing down Kakashi's bent back, fingers trailing off his spine while his mouth gently cupped her breasts one at a time.
By now, they were both preoccupied with whatever they were feeling, physically. Even small acts such as quick light kisses on random parts of each other's body absorbed them, demanding full attention.
Kakashi was fully awake now, but instead captivated in a surreal dream-like reality.
It was something of a miracle that he was seeing Anko, touching her and smelling her. He'd thought he had completely rid of his past when he left his childhood home after Obito's death. People understood the reasons behind his decision, and didn't question much when he left. Even Anko had disappeared, as if she had been waiting for the right time.
It was curious indeed that they should meet again, only a few days before the date in which Obito died. A coincidence that he did not really want to look deep into.
He moved his hand again, sliding it down her shoulder and down her back, all the while kissing her face.
Wait… something was wrong.
His hand froze, and went over the form of the curious welt that seemed to be snaking along Anko's shoulder blade.
He spoke up quietly.
"…What is this? "
"Mmh…nothing. Go on, I'm waiting for you. "
Her voice betrayed nothing, but her body tensed.
Still hesitant, Kakashi raised his upper body up to the point where his form was bent directly over Anko's, but not necessarily touching. His hands firmly locked hers in position- slightly apart and above her head.
His hand was still tingling with the sensation of rubbing over what seemed to be a scar of some sort, a remnant of violence.
It troubled him.
"…is there anything you want to tell me? "
He had just recalled the way Anko had turned up in his flat out of the blue after seven years; anything could have happened between the time they were together, and now…but the voice that responded sounded at ease, and even a bit playful.
"Yes, be gentle. "
He shook his head silently.
"I meant… never mind. Forget it; we'll talk about it later. But what's this about being gentle? "
In the dark, Kakashi's eyebrow shot up. 'She' was the wild one, so it was definitely a first that she should request something like this. It was almost as if she was acting out a part she couldn't pull off.
As a response, Anko laughed, and spoke up amidst her laugh:
"I haven't had a man since you, can you believe that? "
"…no. "
It might have come off as rashly spoken, but Kakashi was a bit thrown back by her comment. He couldn't decide if she was sincere or not.
"Weird isn't it? No one expects celibacy from someone so open like me. But believe me, you're the first in seven years. "
Kakashi did not believe a word of it; he was assuming she was joking around again, like she usually was.
"I can't see you in this dark, but I can guess which expression you're wearing. "
She kept on speaking, a quirk that Kakashi was quick to note; it wasn't like her usual self at all.
"…what face am I making then? "
"I bet you're wearing that 'don't fuck with my head' face… but I'm serious. "
Kakashi dubiously fingered her opening; it was soaking wet. If she'd been wearing something, it probably would have been soaked right through. All the more reason to doubt her celibacy statement; she seemed right up for a night. He only traced her wetness his index and middle finger, not forcing anything into her for the moment.
Anko's right hand broke from his grip and inched up his face, trailing the outline of his lips and nose, even tweaking his ear as if to hurry him on.
As a response, Kakashi leaned forward and languidly pushed her hands upwards with his, securing its position above her head. His head buried in her neck, he positioned himself for the shove. Her face bent backwards, anticipating it herself.
"Ready? "
He didn't give her a chance to respond.
In one swiftly conducted motion, he entered her in full thrust.
"Nnngh!! "
Her hands clenched tightly and her body suddenly tensed. Kakashi loosened his grip in surprise. With her hands suddenly free, Anko clutched at him with a queer sense of desperateness that puzzled him.
Her head rose up bowing inwards, so that the crown of her head was pushed against his chest, hard. Her face was hidden accordingly.
An undistinguishable moan was heard, barely audible.
"…You were being serious? "
"What… did you think?! "
She cried out the last words in half a whimper and a whisper, defiantly swiping his back, her voice hoarse.
"You're not saying you really didn't bed anyone in all of seven years…?"
"Yes…I am…Don't move!! Please, senpai, don't you dare move! "
"…I won't. "
They were both silent for a while, their bodies stagnant.
'She'd been telling the truth…'
Anko had been telling the truth, he was sure of it.
It definitely looked like she hadn't had much experience, or rather; her body forgot what 'it' was like. She was clearly trying to be nonchalant about the deal, make it somewhat of a casual joke, the fact that she literally didn't have sex for seven years.
She had to be kidding about the celibacy thing; she couldn't have been putting it off by sheer unadulterated will.
There must be a distinct reason why.
"…It's okay now. "
Anko whispered in a small voice, suddenly stripped of her loud extraverted persona.
"You sure? "
"…it'll be less of a stress, for you. I mean, I'm taking away your sleep. Go on. "
This was an Anko Kakashi had never expected to see, uncertain and ridiculously shy. Her hand, which only seconds before had been jokingly swiping his back, rested limped on his neck, like some tamed animal.
Kakashi started having doubts, whether or not if he should have agreed to sleep with her the very first day of their reunion.
He only pulled back barely an inch, and when he saw she wasn't going to tense up again, heaved out the entire length and reentered with a thrust.
"Nngh…"
Her body rose along with his, her arms locked around his form, and legs tightening around his hips. He slipped his hands behind her back and lifted her up slightly, only so much so that he could kiss her neck.
Kakashi lips landed on hers, silencing the groan, but he was still doubtful.
It wasn't that he was indeed, thoroughly enjoying the moment; he had other matters occupying his mind, something inevitable, considering the circumstances.
What had happened to her?
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(Next day, Konoha high, Teacher's office, 8:30 am)
"Mornin' Kakashi! Sleep well yesterday? "
Kakashi instinctively flinched, interpreting Gai's cheerful greeting in a completely different manner. Yes, he did 'sleep' well...but he didn't feel like sharing the experience with the rest of the world.
He regained himself after mentally hitting himself on the head.
"Nah, I've had the finals paper to grade, 300 in total. "
Gai shook his head in wonder, an offering of sympathy that only another teacher can give.
"Being a lit teacher has its dues, eh? How many hours of sleep? Tell me. "
That… 'word' again. It's perfectly a normal word: sleep.
But it was driving him crazy, resonating in his head like a crazy radio channel gone on twist. This never happened to him before, even when he used to sleep around with another woman.
By any means, it aggravated him to no end, this 'accidental' misinterpretation. Kakashi did not mean to feel like this, but Gai wasn't helping either.
"Just yesterday you saying?… about an hour, or so. "
Mistake; he should have said something like three or four.
As he expected, Gai's eyes popped out in surprise.
As it happened, Gai was the health teacher, something that didn't require that much labor. ('What' did we learn about Sex Ed in class, kids? Yeah use condoms!)Thus, he could afford to be lazy, even during the finals period.
"You only slept an hour? Grading papers? You … 'must' get out! Or else you're going to deteriorate into the stereotype of a… a nerdy teacher! A social disgrace!"
Gai blurted out incredulously, completely forgetting that it was the teacher's office inhabiting at least six other teachers. His screech rose heads, a few caffeine-induced teachers looking up, irked.
Kakashi chuckled appreciatively.
"Nice, puts me in perspective. "
Suddenly a familiar voice rang out.
"Pretty hot for a nerd; don't worry sensei, I'd still love ya. "
Kakashi and Gai turned to find a Yamanaka Ino, a sophomore in Konoha High, and supposedly the classroom monitor of room 2D.
With her blonde hair and penchant to flirt with just about any men walking on Earth (including teachers), Ino had earned a notorious status in the social hierarchy of the sophomores with the added fame of being the vice captain of the tennis team and part-time bitch.
She used to date the Kankuro in the soccer team in the manner of hit and run; their break-ups and rejoining became so frequent that it was often the butt end of a running joke between their classmates.
Ino often dropped by in the teacher's office to poke fun, often at Kakashi, even though her homeroom teacher was Asuma… who was looking in this direction with a 'weary but relenting' look at the moment. He had told her enough times that she was acting inappropriately, but it wasn't like she listened.
That sums her up.
"Aren't you supposed to be in class, Yamanaka? "
"Call me Ino, you make it sound like we're strangers sensei! I was told to bring down copies of the Econ worksheets, so here I am. "
She was being coy, a flirtatious smirk on her pretty face.
Gai seemed to be sizing up the situation, or rather, wondering why in hell Kakashi was so popular with girls; it puzzled him to no end, a conundrum with no available answers…
"So… you look actually pretty upbeat for a guy who's only slept an hour… looks like you had sex. Did ya? "
She was probably just fooling around, she probably didn't mean it, but it caused a turmoil in Kakashi's mind.
It was the first time Kakashi lost it; he felt something hot rush up his face.
"Ino!! "
Asuma, who had heard the indecent comment stormed towards Ino's direction, outraged. He gripped her arm and led her out.
"It was…a figure of speech!! Ow, sensei, don't grip my arm like that! "
"This is the 'last' time you'll say something like that to a te…"
The rest of the words went indistinguishable, and Gai shook his head, already forgetting the potent words.
"That girl is running head straight for a job on the streets… but maybe I'm being too harsh? What say, Kakashi? "
"…I need to get to class. "
Without another word, he bristled past Gai in a flurry of textbooks and worksheets, evening forgetting his customary cup of Espresso. (double-shot, no sugar)
He needed to get a grip.
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(bloodiedsug's words on DS-
Still, in the limbo of might continue or not…
I have a story thought out, but DP and HSBK demands too much of my time, lolz.
I like this couple, so I probably will continue, though updates might be late;
I'm including elements of HSBK in here, because it 'is' kind of a side story… if anyone's willing to learn about the students that Kakashi teach, go read HSBK.
(Sadly, Kakashi has a minor role… that's what led me to write this, I wanted to write about him more. A bit of a pathetic reason to start a story, but hey, who cares as long as there's fun involved? X3)
Bear with me. )