A/N: I love all of your kind reviews! Here's the 2nd chapter! Enjoy.
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Sakura's expression was priceless.
Her jaw comically dropped to the floor, her eyes huge.
Kakashi frowned. Is it that bad to be with me?
Tsunade chuckled. "Don't worry, Sakura. You can either go to Kakashi's house, or he could go to yours. All you're going to do is pretty much be his shadow, watch whatever he does, makes sure that he doesn't overexert himself. You will also need to heal him. You won't have to go to the hospital until Kakashi is fully recovered. This is kind of like a break."
Sakura slowly nodded.
She barely knows Kakashi after they went their own separate ways after they became chuunin.
And now, she has to move in with Kakashi?
"Remember, this is a mission. I expect you to be professional."
Sakura nodded. "But Tsunade-"
"No negotiations! Now, Leave …"
Sakura groaned. She slowly walked to Kakashi, and helped him to stand up on his crutches.
It's going to be a long day.
….
Kakashi looked at Sakura; he had his arm on his shoulder, since she is acting as his support.
He sighed softly when he saw that she was still frowning and in a bad mood.
He really wanted to cheer her up; after all she was his favorite student.
"Hey Sakura-chan," he started, "Why the long face? You don't hate your favorite sensei, do you?" he joked.
Sakura glared up at him.
"What? Aren't I your favorite sensei?"
Sakura snorted. "In your dreams."
Now Kakashi was really worried. "Sakura, what's the problem?"
Sakura sighed. "I'm sorry, Kakashi. It's just that I don't really feel like doing this mission."
Kakashi raised an eyebrow. "It's because of me, isn't it?"
"No, it's not-
"Well, Sakura, I actually like this mission. I get to spend more time with you."
Sakura's head snapped back to look at him.
Kakashi was looking into the distance, wishing that those words hadn't slipped from his mouth.
….
They stood at the intersection. Sakura's house was to the right, Kakashi's on the left.
But which house should they go to?
"We can go to my house-" Sakura offered.
"No, you can come to mi-"
"No, you can-"
"No, I insist-"
"Kakashi," Sakura sighed. She hated it when people have those polite 'arguments'.
"You're injured. I think that it's the right thing for you to come to my house."
Kakashi looked at her. He slowly nodded.
It wasn't because it made sense, it was because he was very curious how Sakura's house looked.
….
"Ok, here we are," Sakura mumbled, a little self-conscious.
They had made their way up a nice condominium and stopped on the 17th floor. Sakura's room number was 147. She was busy fumbling with her keys with one hand, finally finding the right one and sticking it in the lock.
When she swung open, and turned on the lights, Kakashi expected a little princess fairytale type of room. You know, all pink, pretty embroidery and everything has fluffy seems.
He was surprised to see a cozy neat space with caramel coloured walls and light brown furniture.
It was nicely designed and color-co-ordinated.
Kakashi suddenly didn't want Sakura to see the inside of his horribly designed house.
He really wanted to impress her.
What? Kakashi thought. Since when did I care what Sakura thinks?
He was snapped out of his thoughts when Sakura nervously cleared her throat.
"Um …" she looked around her room, avoiding eye-contact. "So, this is my apartment … it's kind of messy-"
"Are you kidding me?" Kakashi asked. "This is 10 times neater than my house.
Sakura blushed.
For some reason Kakashi thought it was cute.
"You can make yourself at home …" She trailed off. She doesn't really have company over.
"Where do I sleep?" Kakashi asked.
Sakura's widened. She never thought about that.
"I don't really have a guest room. You can … sleep in my room, and I'll sleep on the couch."
Kakashi frowned. "I don't really want you to have any discomfort. This is your home."
Sakura stared up at him. "What do you prefer then?"
"Maybe we could share a room?"
….
Sakura and Kakashi were sitting at her dining table, eating instant ramen because it's easier, Sakura was tired, and her cooking … was disastrous.
They left the discussion about where they sleep, deciding to talk about it right before they sleep.
It was silent, except the sound of slurping noodles and forks clanging onto the bowls.
Sakura hated awkward dinners.
She quickly looked up to catch what Kakashi's face looked like.
His reflexes were faster.
He had just pulled up his mask when she looked up.
"Nuh uh uh." He lectured like a parent, waving his index finger. "No peeking."
"But Kakashi," she whined. "I've known you since you were … our teacher. It's been 9 years, why can't you show me? Don't you trust me?"
Kakahsi sighed. "It's not about if I trust you or not, because I do. I've been friends with Genma for more than a decade. I still haven't showed him my face."
Sakura frowned. "Why not?"
"Because it's personal. I've never shown anyone my face, and I never will. You're not going to be an exception." Kakashi explained. "And you can stop that 'puppy-dog' face. I've been around Pakkun for long enough that it doesn't work on me anymore."
Sakura sighed, defeated.
"Kakashi, since you're going to be living with me for some time, why don't we get to know each other more? You've always been a mysterious figure to me. And in order to start, you're going to have to open up about your past. I trust you enough to tell you about mine."
Kakashi nodded. "Makes sense. But I'll tell you when I'm ready. When I feel that our friendship is tight enough for me to tell you."
….
After their little dinner, Sakura got on her knees in front of the sofa.
"Sit," she ordered to Kakashi.
Kakashi didn't budge from his position, leaning against the frame of the doorway, reading Icha Icha Awkward. (A/N: I know, it's a stupid name).
"Kakashi! I need to check you up!"
"I'm fine Sakura-"
"It doesn't hurt to just check you up! It's take 5 minutes, I promise!"
Kakashi sighed. "Do you want me to prove it to you?" He put down his book and limped towards her.
Sakura thought for a second that he was going to listen to her.
Until he did something unexpected.
He unbuttoned and shrugged off his jounin vest. Just as Sakura thought he was going to stop, he took off his navy blue jounin shirt, leaving a skin-tight sleeveless tank attached to his mask.
Sakura's eyes widened. She was frozen in her place, a slow blush making it towards her face.
Her eyes were glued to the well built, muscular (but not too much) chest. She could see the friggin' six pack, pecks, and muscle lines even though it's covered with his shirt. His arms had bulging biceps and triceps. On his right shoulder had the ANBU tattoo. He had a thin waist, and broad shoulders. Even with the bandages around his body.
In a nutshell, it was the dream body.
That was why Sakura was staring at him like she has just found some gold. She could of sworn she was drooling, except her mouth was dry. She couldn't speak.
Millions of thoughts were going through her body.
My old sensei is SO HOT! He looks way younger than 50! OMG, he used to be an ANBU …
Kakashi gave a cocky smirk at Sakura's expression. It was hard not to see that she loved his chest.
He felt his ego rise.
Everyone does.
That's what years of hard training, and missions becomes.
In fact, Sakura's body is not that bad either.
She had all the full curves in the right places, a flat stomach, long legs … creamy skin …
Kakashi then got onto the floor, proceeding to do push-ups.
He was training.
And Sakura didn't even realize. Her eyes were glued on his arms flexing whenever he went down on his push-up.
Only when Kakashi was on his 200th push-up, obviously not good for him, did Sakura realize she wasn't do her job.
….
"Kakashi, stop! You're not in the right condition-"
Kakashi chuckled as he continued.
"Not in the right condition? Can't you see I'm perfectly fine?"
Sakura frowned, "Kakashi, stop, this instant!"
Kakashi just hummed, going onto his 215th …
"Kakashi, you're going to get hurt, and I'm going to get in trouble."
Kakashi snorted. "They don't know anything we are doing."
As Kakashi went onto his 230th, Sakura couldn't take it anymore.
She pounced on him like a cat. She was on his back, thinking that he would fall under the weight.
He didn't.
He continued, with the extra weight, as if nothing happened.
It didn't look that he was trying that hard.
Sakura slowly slid her arms down his, feeling his muscles.
Kakashi's push-ups faltered. It got slower.
As Sakura pressed her body against his, and Kakashi's push-ups full-out abruptly stopped.
Sakura smiled triumphantly.
Every time she did anything seductive to get something, she would always get her way.
She got off a dazed Kakashi who was in mid-push-up.
"Now, I can check you up," she smiled.
….
It was time to sleep.
Too bad they don't know where.
"Ok," Sakura said. "I take the sofa, and you take my bed."
"No, I'll take the sofa."
"No, you're injured, Kakashi!"
"But do you really want to sleep on the couch?" Kakashi asked.
Sakura thought about. One time when lots of guests came over, Sakura slept on the couch. When she woke up, she had a neck cramp for a couple of days. She didn't want to relive that.
"Actually … I don't. And you shouldn't either. You'll just feel like crap the next morning."
"That's why," Kakashi offered. "I proposed that we sleep in the same room."
Sakura gulped.
"Don't worry, you won't wake up pregnant." He joked.
Sakura slapped him playfully. "Shut up," she mumbled.
….
When they were in the room …
"I'll sleep on the floor," Sakura told him.
"No," Kakashi answered. "We are going to share a bed."
Sakura stared up at him in disbelief.
"What? You've never slept with a guy before?" he joked a gain.
Sakura frowned. "Yes, yes I have- In fact, I've slept with a guy … 5 times! I'm definitely not a virgin!"
Kakashi's eyebrow rose. That piece of information disturbed him.
Who got to pop Sakura's cherry? I'll kill that bastard …
"Sakura, I promise I won't make it awkward." He lied.
He loved ruffling her feathers.
"You swear?"
"Yes, I swear."
"And you have to stay on your side. You're arms, legs, in your area, ok? It's only a double bed."
Kakashi nodded.
"Ok, then, here we go,"
….
Sakura was wearing her PJ s: An oversized shirt and shorts, that Kakashi thought was incredibly cute. He could still see her curves in the baggy material.
Kakashi had his attached mask and tank top on, along with some shorts. Of course, he looked incredibly hot, and it was kind of weird watching Kakashi undress.
Sakura was on the far left side of the bed, almost about to fall off. She wanted to stay as far away from her teacher as possible. If it sounds weird to sleep with your teacher, it can't compare to how it feels.
Kakashi frowned as he stared at her.
"Sakura, I don't bite. I also don't have a contagious disease. You can come closer."
Sakura shook her head. "I'm fine."
"You're shivering. Have some more blanket."
"No, I'm fine."
"I thought you didn't want this to be awkward? Now, I promise I'll keep my hands to myself, ok? I may be a pervert but I do have a sense of control."
"That doesn't make me feel any better." Sakura muttered as she moved inch by inch closer to him.
"There, isn't that better?" he asked.
"Hn."
"Goodnight, Sakura."
"Goodnight, Kakashi."
Sakura turned around, and Kakashi did, too, in the same direction.
He was kind of spooning her, but at the same time, kind of not.
Sakura tensed.
"Relax," Kakashi whispered in her ear, touching her arm slightly.
It didn't make her relax. In fact, it made it worst.
Kakashi yawned.
Sakura listened to the sound of him breathing deeply, heavily, slowly … rhythmically. It acted like a nice lullaby, along with his forest, sweat and misty scent. It smelled nice.
Soon, Sakura felt her go into a deep slumber, the place where he touched her still tingling.
Kakashi smiled when he felt her fall asleep.
He moved closer to her until they touched, until he was actually spooning her.
It was risky, but he couldn't resist.
He snuck a hand, around her waist, and buried his head on her neck.
He took a deep breath of her feminine, lavender, vanilla, and fresh scent.
Kakashi felt asleep, hoping that Sakura wouldn't kill him tomorrow.
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Ooh … Risky! What's going to happen next? Please review; I love all of your comments!
