"Sakura! Hey wait up!" Ino called, running to catch up. "Ok, soooooooo is it true?"

"Is what true?" Sakura said flatly.

"Rumors have been flying around all day at the hospital. You're the reason Kakashi is half dead right?"

Sakura looked down, picking up her pace. All she wanted to do was hide in her apartment, never to be found again. Sighing, she replied, "Yes, Ino. I did it."

"Oooooh my goooooood! Wait until I tell-"

A fist slammed hard to the top of Ino's head as Sakura scowled at her.

"You're not telling anyone anything Ino." Sakura said sternly. "And for the record, I didn't hang up on you...Kaka-sensei did."

"Whaaaat?"

"That's all I'm gonna say right now."

"Oh C'moooon! You and your forehead can't hold out on me now!" Ino said.

"I'm trying to clear my mind right now. I have a mission to get ready for with Genma in a few days."

"Ok." Ino said disappointed. "Don't kill him." she added under her breath.

"I know... God forbid I do that!

"Damn straight, 'cuz needs to take responsibility!"

Sakura rolled her eyes at Ino. "So does Kakashi." Before Ino could respond, Sakura dashed away, leaving Ino smiling at the double meaning.

A dim light seemed to permeate through Kakashi's eyelids as he roused awake. His eye slowly opened to a small room with white walls cast in shadows and orange hues. There was a window that was open, a warm breeze blowing gently in the room.

"And he's aliiiiiiiiive!"

"Ugh. It's you."
Genma smirked as he watched Kakashi sit up in his bed. "So sempai, what's your excuse?" he said to the copy ninja.

"Hmm?"

"What's you're excuse?" Genma repeated. Kakashi didn't need a second guess as his thoughts came together for an answer.

"You."

"Me?" Genma said, surprised.

"Yes, meaning that what ever you're doing to or with Ino is affecting Sakura." Gema's look of surprised washed away to guilt as Kakashi stared at him with a look, challenging him to respond.

"Just as I thought." Kakashi said looking out the window.

"W-well what happened?"

Kakashi ignored Genma's question as he forced himself out of the bed. His body was sore, but he was determined to leave.

"What are you doing?" Genma asked with concern.

"Let's go. I need a drink. I wanna be wasted until...wait...what's today?"

"Sunday."

"Damn..."

"First five shots on me. Only if you let someone work on you a bit more before we go...AND you tell me what happened."

Kakashi scratched his head, looking at Genma. "If this gets out..."

"I know, you'll kill me." Genma said.

Two hours had gone by and both Kakashi and Genma were under the table drunk. So drunk, that they were under the table. Genma was laughing so hard and was so sloppy drunk, he couldn't position his lips to his glass to sip his drink, as hard as he tried. Kakashi was on his back, half under the table. He lie on the floor, arms and legs spread out, with empty shot glasses balanced on his forehead, and one in each palm, Genma's work. Luckily, Sunday nights were slow and they were the only customers, happily running up a tab.

"...aaaaaand the worsh pahrt is THAT...(sip)...YOOOOU, Sharingan Kakashi, got knocked the fucK ouuuuuT!" Genma said, giggling and slurring. "H-how cooooome, at least, your good eye didn't see her fist coming, mister copy guy?" he said, pointing his finger shakily at Kakashi.

"Maybe it was the black lace that distracted me...or the fact that they were talking about my cock..."

"Black? She looked like a p-pastels kinda girl to me..."

"Black suits her well...very well. The red bows were cute too." Kakashi said, thinking about the pink haired kunoichi.

"Where was a red bow?" Genma asked through drunken curiosity. Kakashi closed his eyes, replaying her walking towards him.

"Genma, if you were me, would you have done it?" he asked, as his eye studied the dusty ceiling in the bar. "Genma?"

He didn't respond because as quick as he was at laughing and slurring away, was as quick as he had fallen forward on his face, passed out. Kakashi slowly sat up, letting the shot glasses tumble away. The room seemed to be whirling around him as he struggled to stand up. He crouched over, almost banging his forehead on the edge of the table as he grabbed Genma by the collar to drag him out the bar.

"Oy, Ojiisan! Put it all on Genma's tab." Kakashi yelled.

The Copy Nin slowly took his time dragging Genma to his apartment, and left him on the stoop. Before Kakashi left, he balled up his fist and punched Genma on the top of his head.

Hard.

"SON OF BII-" Genma started, but stopped once he saw Kakashi dragging himself away pitifully. "See you tomorrow sempai. Hokage's...nine...morning..."

Kakashi grunted, raising his hand as he continued away. Eventually, Kakashi made it to his apartment. He looked at the door, and then looked at the window. Then he looked at the door. Then for good measure, he looked at the window one more time.

"Ah fuck it." he said as he grabbed and turned the door knob.

To his surprise, it was unlocked. All he wanted was the bed. He made his way to him room, peeling off his clothes, making a clothing trail from his front door to his bed. His pillow conformed to his throbbing head easily, and his sheets felt cool against his skin. His bed was unusually fragrant.

Very unusually fragrant.

He opened his eyes scanning his bed, straining his vision in the moonlight cast from his bedroom window.

"Oh..." he said aloud.

Kakashi shakily plucked up the item with his middle finger and thumb. Before he allowed himself to press it to his nose, they exploded into an electrified mist of fabric. He regretted it as he lay back down and drifted to sleep. Already, his eye closed on a dream he'd wake up feeling guilty about.

"I've been a very bad student, Hatake Sen-sei..." Sakura said coyly.

She slowly tugged at the big red bow around her neck, letting it fall to the floor. She was getting closer, walking towards him between the desks. She started unbuttoning her white blouse. That too fell to the floor revealing her red lace bra. Kakashi continued to watch her. She climbed over his desk, and straddled his lap. Sakura leaned forward, her lips grazing his ear. His heart was racing as he felt her breasts press against his chest and the way she was grinding on his lap.

"I need discipline." she whispered seductively to him. Kakashi pressed his fingers to her thighs, letting his hand slide up her short pleated skirt. Sakura hooked her finger into Kakashi's mask and pulled it down. She blushed as his finger grazed higher and higher up her skirt...

TBC... ^_^