Title: Icha Icha: Cherry Blossom
Pairing: KakashixSakura
Warning: Please do not read any further if you do not want to read of any adult situations.
Gaarazlilmiss: your right kakashi doesn't really care too much either way, he had no hang ups about reading a story based on her...which is a good thing for this fic cuz' it's rather short haha. It's a bit of a joke that it didn't take much convincing on his behalf to be okay with it and he really does plan on having a little talk with jiraiya later on...just after he finishes his new book. Thanks for the review!
Mateba: Sakura should be sixteen according to the manga though I don't plan on specifying on her age she'll be portrayed with an adult body and mind so it's up to the readers however they want to look at it. I picked 30 because I figured it would need to be somewhat of a special birthday for Jiraiya to go through all the trouble. Oh and she'll gain a part other than in the book next chapter :) so we'll see what she's up to then. Kakashi won't be showing too much resistance if any at all because the fic is somewhat short and to the point. Thanks so much for the review!
Notes: Please keep in mind while reading this fanfic that the charachters 'Katahashi and Ouka' are in fact the spitting images of Kakashi and Sakura. So regardless of the fact that it's not the "real" Kakashi and Sakura getting it on I want you to enjoy the scenes as if they were. :) I apologize in advance for the dirty words but I think I have given fair warning that this is a fanfic for adults, though i do still kinda feel H hence the apology.
I hope you enjoy the read!
Chapter 2:
Kakashi ran a hand through his silver hair and across tired eyes as he put down his book with a heavy sigh.
He got up to make himself a small meal of instant noodles and propped his elbows on his kitchen counter as he ate slowly. Kakashi thought about the guilty pleasure he was taking in reading about sexual escapades between himself and his student. It was a fantasy he found himself drawn to.
The book was surely showcasing her attractiveness to the copy ninja, and with each line he read the characters were blending more and more into himself and Sakura in his mind. He looked at the clock on his stove that read 5:00 p.m. There would be plenty more time for him to read tonight.
As he finished up his meal he pushed himself off the counter and stretched languidly towards the ceiling. Kakashi made his way back towards his bedroom with the not so innocent thought that he would have to be sure and pay more attention to the woman, as his eyes were now opened to the fact that Sakura was indeed a very tempting kunoichi.
Kakashi plopped back down onto his bed and opened Icha Icha: Cherry Blossom to page 32, right where he had left off last.
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A small bead of sweat made it's way between katahashi's furrowed brows and slowly dripped off the tip of his nose, landing on the form beneath his stiff body.
He grudgingly stood up. His body wracked with exhaustion, all he could think about was moving far away from his location. Katahashi was angry he had been attacked in his sleep, and more than anything he wanted to get back to the dream he was having. He found himself walking into a damp and musky cave ten miles north-east from where he had been ambushed.
After so much unwanted action that night he had no intention of bothering with a fire or securing his surroundings, it was two in the morning and despite all his shinobi knowledge he fell to the ground, immediately being captured by a comforting sleep.
He awoke to a smell that engulfed his senses, "Ouka." He let the name of the woman he loved escape from his lips in a hesitant and questioning manner. Katahashi was afraid to open his eyes, if this was truly her his heart would be amended with the knowledge of his lover safe in his prescence once again. He just couldn't believe it, the last thing he remembered he passed out in a cave in the heart of earth country.
"It's me my love." It was a whispered and breathy reply from a voice he had dreamed of hearing for the last five months in his desperate search. Katahashi's eyes drifted open, dreamily searching for pink hair and soft lips that he hoped were in front of him.
Tears stung his eyes as a warrior's heart clenched powerfully at the sight of his only selfish passion in life. Katahashi sat up wrapping his arms around her petite frame and pushed her ruggedly into his chest, snatching her lips in his fevered attempt to stay in this reality. He only wanted this reality, if it was a dream he would go crazy with the anguish.
At that moment, he knew. He knew it was a genjutsu, that everything was unreal, but it didn't matter anymore it was as close to real as he was going to get. He stood up, holding the woman who's legs wrapped around his stomach in an effort to not fall. Their lips untangled from eachother as Katahashi slammed the woman's body against the cave's wall. "Is that how you treat the woman you love shinobi." The woman's smile angered him, every part of her resembled Ouka. "Shut up. I don't care who you are, if it's my body you want, i'll let you have it. Don't say another word and don't drop this fake appearence."
With the harsh and bitten out words from the man the woman slowly nodded in understanding, giving him a look of pure want and lust. Whoever this woman was, no this was Ouka, and with that thought Katahashi snatched the pink hair in both his hands and pulled roughly to reveal creamy skin on a delicate neck. Katahashi had no reason to show tenderness to this imposter, so he would take her with all the pent up rage and sexual frustration he had collected throughout his wait for his lovers return. He whispered bitter and dirty words as he grasped the woman's breast with barely contained violence.
"This is the only way I will touch you." He said into her ear as he bit down harshly on the pale lobe. He divested her of all of her clothing with a few hurried swipes with his kunai as she moaned wantonly at the power he was handling her body with."This is all I will give you, all i'll let you take." Katahashi had no need to stroke her body to make her aroused and ready for him, she was already dripping. That much he was sure of as he shoved his middle and forefinger into her womanhood, eliciting a cry from her bruised and swollen lips.
She reached for his straining flesh, only to get her hand roughly slapped away. Katahashi took her to the ground and mounted her, thrusting into her wet and silken flesh wanting nothing more than to reach his needed peak. "God, take it all. Relax your body and take in all of me damnit." With his strained demand not registering to the shocked woman he pressed down onto her sensitive button and latched his lips onto a turgid peak sucking strongly. The woman cried out in lust as the sensations drove her body into a state of sensual bliss. Katahashi was finally able to slip another inch into her womanhood and began moving back and forth driving further in with each new thrust. It wasn't long untill his manly hips were colliding against her own, strongly and repeatedly, reaching out for his desired release.
Their body's were slick with sweat and dirt from the cave's floor as the woman's fingernails scraped and gripped onto every hardened muscle of Katahashi's straining form that she could reach. The sounds of their pleasured groans reverberated against the damp walls of their shelter. All he could see in front of him was wild pink hair as he burried his head into her shoulder. Everything was too much, it had been too long since he had held her in his arms.
She panted with the urgent need to let the pleasure take over her senses and with the next strong thrust into her body she cried out in rapture. He himself had came into the foreign body as she had gripped his erection hard trying to gain that very response and take in his thick fluid. He was battling with the tremors of pleasure his body was racked with as he whispered her name. "Ouka."
He grabbed her and took her into a strong embrace, he let a few stray and unwanted tears fall onto the womans skin as he lay his head onto her bosom. Katahashi quickly detatched himself emotionally from the illusion of his lover and skillfully drew his kunai to glide across the pink haired woman's throat. With his task done he grabbed his bag and exited the cave never looking back to see the image of who he really took that night.
Well I guess you can't really picture that as Kakashi and Sakura since it's an imposter. Man, it's weird writing like a perverted man and I bet Jiraiya would come up with completely unbelievable scenarios like this (enemy kunoichi ambushing you for sex) haha :) Chapter 3 will be posted soon.