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Kakashi's day had started on the wrong side of the bed, or any other saying for it started fucking bad. He had somehow misplaced his copy of Icha Icha, or, Kami forbid, someone had taken it. He was sourly beginning to suspect the latter. The day before he had gone back to the training grounds to scour the area for his copy but couldn't find it anywhere. He was just at the good part too, or one of the good parts. He couldn't very well pick up any of the other volumes he had until he had finished his 457th reread of Make-out Paradise. It was tradition for this time of year.

He had woken up and left the house in search of his beloved book. Everyone he had questioned didn't know where it was - or so they said. No one had seen it - and everyone gave him a wide berth when he was asking. He could see the fear in their eyes which probably only had to do with how he had punished Genma for playing the prank on him the last time and nothing to do with the frenzied look in his eyes. His search had taken him back to all the places he had frequented the day before - one of them being his favourite bookstore. He had gone there immediately after training, and had scoured the place for any sign of his book but maybe he had missed something.

While there he had ran into a very charming young civilian perusing the Icha Icha section. Without his beloved book at hand he had felt the steady rise of his libido and this girls figure did nothing but add to it. He couldn't quite remember what he had said to her but the pair had stumbled into his apartment not 20 minutes later and he was rewarded with a fairly satisfying bout of hard sex.

He lazily watched the girl, Saeki? Saliko?, get up from the bed and begin putting her clothes back on. He vaguely registered her saying she had a great time but was late for work and watched as she scribbled her address down on the notepad sitting on his nightstand. He too glanced at the clock on his bookshelf to note that he was 40 minutes late for the daily team 7 training session. His eyes scanned down his packed bookshelf before landing on the familiar shade of orange. He jumped up from the bed and grabbed his book. What the hell, he thought to himself, this was not here that morning. He looked around for any evidence that someone had been in his space but all he could see were the remnants of his sex life strewn among his messy bed. All evidence would have been erased by his and Saki's presence anyways.

The Copy-nin sighed and slowly began re-dressing. He couldn't sense anyone else's chakra and couldn't smell anything but sex in his room.

Before long he had begun his slow trek to the training fields, lost copy of Icha Icha Paradise in his back pocket. Upon arrival he was greeted with the customary "You're late" from Sasuke and Naruto. Sakura was eerily absent.

"Man Kaka-sensei, how are you here before Sakura," Naruto whined loudly.

Kakashi remained silent and took his position against the tree. It was unusual for Sakura to be late. "When's the last time you saw her, Naruto?"

Naruto scrunched up his nose as he thought hard. "Yesterday's training session."

Kakashi looked around at his fellow teammates who all nodded in agreement that they too had only seen her yesterday.

"Who does she usually spend her days with?" Yamato asked. He was answered with silence. Kakashi felt his heart dip slightly at noticing that none of the team really paid much attention to their pink-haired teammate anymore. He supposed that that was the way life was. Naruto had been head-over-heels in love with Hinata for a while now, Sasuke was not-so-successfully hiding an affair with the Yamanaka girl, and both Yamato and Sai were very busy as high officials within Anbu. He supposed he should have taken it upon himself not to neglect the young girl but what would she want with a boring old man like himself.

"Did something happen to Sakura!" Naruto shouted, worry thick in his voice.

"Calm down dobe," Sasuke said, irritated.

"You're not worried about Sakura! Sasuke!" Naruto lunged at the Uchiha.

"Shut up dickless, traitor," Sai piped in with his usual nicknames. "Ugly is coming, see," he pointed towards the entrance of the training grounds.

All 4 males eyes scanned the young girl. Kakashi's eyebrow rose. She was flushed - post sex flushed. Her eyes were glazed and her clothes were rumpled. As she got closer she seemed to make a point of not looking at Kakashi - well, that's interesting he thought to himself.

"Sakuuuraa! Why are you later than Kaka-sensei?" Naruto tried to pull the girl into a bear hug but she deftly avoided.

"I slept in," Sakura said curtly.

"That's not like you Sakura," chided Kakashi. He noted that her cheeks flushed a touch and that she still wouldn't look at him. Sakura remained silent.

"Hnn," grunted Sasuke, "What are we doing for today's training?"

"Two man teams, stealth 3 on 3?" suggested Yamato.

"Hmm, alright," Kakashi said moving next to Sakura. "I call Sakura." He distinctly heard a small gasp and saw her mouth open slightly before he led her off into the woods. "Start in 15," he said over his shoulder as the remaining 4 bickered about who would be with who.

Kakashi watched Sakura out of the corner of his eye. She was on edge, that much he could tell, but why did it seem like it had something to do with him. He hadn't done anything had he? No, he hadn't seen her since training the day before which had been completely normal. Her appearance made him curious too, who had she been with to cause her to be so late. Casually he moved closer to her, pretending to shift her out of the way of a fictitious spider web. He took this opportunity to smell her, trying to ascertain any male scent but what he found caused him to stop in his tracks. She smelt like his apartment mixed with sex and her own arousal.

Sakura's face was a dark shade of crimson as she stared at her Sensei out of the corner of her eye. He had casually gripped her shoulders to move her out of the way of a spider web he had seen, or at least that is what he had said when he pulled her closer to him. Her body tingled from the point of contact. She hadn't had time to clean up before rushing here to meet everyone for training. It would have been way too suspicious of her to show up hours late, right? Sakura had briefly entertained the thought of avoiding training altogether but that would have only incited more curiosity from her teammates. Why did Kakashi have to choose her for their training exercise? Why did he have to smell so damn good? Why had he frozen in his tracks?

"Sensei?" she asked softly, afraid of her own voice. She turned her head to look at him more fully, noting how his eyes seemed darker than usual. Her mind couldn't help but picture the face and sound he made when the woman from earlier had been on her knees in front of him. Sakura felt her face flush and butterflies settle in her stomach.

Kakashi noticed the small shudder that escaped her when he shifted his hand on her shoulder ever so slightly. Had she been in his apartment? Why had she been in his apartment? Did she watch him earlier? His mind searched for anything out of the ordinary in his room. The book. The book that had gone missing the last time he had seen her and had appeared out of thin air sometime during his encounter with the woman earlier. Sakura, he smiled to himself. She must have seen him.

The Copy-nin moved his arm up from her shoulder to her hair, lightly brushing through it while leaning in. "You have some cob-web in your hair," he said lowly, watching for a confirming reaction. He heard, rather than saw, her intake of breath. Saw her eyes glaze over and avert from his own. The smell around her grew thicker before he pushed himself back from her and ruffled her hair. "That's better," he said with a cheerful eye crinkle.

He didn't know why, or how, but she had taken his book the day before and for some reason had broken into his apartment to return it. He would have assumed that he had just left it at the training grounds but his normally honest student would have just told him outright instead of sneaking around for over a day with one of his most precious belongings.

It was in this moment that Kakashi decided to play a game with his only female student, albeit a potentially dangerous game. He hadn't been blind the past few years. He had seen her grow up from a useless, romance obsessed girl, to a well established and beautiful kunoichi. She was not only a force to be reckoned with out on the battle field, but a world renowned medic, apprentice to the Hokage herself and had quite the pair of legs. He felt his eyes scan down her body as she stood their awkward and silent. He made note of the way her eyes widened as his obvious attention to her assets. He chuckled lightly before motioning for them to take their standard positions for training.

Kakashi wasn't going to over-step his boundaries or anything, just play with her. He wasn't sure if she was just bashful for what she had seen or if she had enjoyed it. It amused him to think of his ex-student curled up somewhere in his bedroom fighting her own arousal as he fucked another woman. Oh Kami, was he ever a pervert. He chastised himself for having such thoughts about his ex-student. His ex-student who was 13 years his junior. His ex-student who wore short shorts to every practice. His ex-student that could break his bones in one punch, heal them, and do it again. He cautioned a look back at her and noticed the directions her eyes had wondered - to admire his ass.

"Sakura," he said softly.

"Hmm, sensei?" she said dazedly.

"My eyes are up here."

Sakura stopped, eye twitching and face the same shade as her hair. "Ah- wh-what?"

"Don't think I don't like the compliment or anything," he said as he continued walking away from her. "I mean, its not everyday that your adorable pink-haired teammate ogles your behind." He chuckled lightly. He expected her to yell and attempt to punch him into the ground - that would be typical Sakura. Instead there was silence as the girl didn't move from her spot. He paused and turned to look at her again. She was staring resolutely at the ground, hands fidgeting in front of her.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to grab her attention again she looked up at him. He had never seen such a look on her face. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were dark, and she was sucking absently on her lip. Kakashi gulped audibly.

"I'd say I was sorry, but I'm not," she said lowly, a hint of lust in her voice. Kakashi stared back at her, shocked. Sakura smiled at him, smug. She haughtily tossed her hair back as she walked his way, passing him without so much as a cursory glance.

"I mean...It's a pretty nice ass."

Kakashi's jaw dropped.