"Speaking"

'Thinking'

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, so many tears!!!

This Love

"Where the hell have you been?"

Kakashi could only sigh and rub his temples as Anko screamed at him, the equally loud baby in her arms. He knew he should've just gone to ANBU headquarters and straight to patrol, but no. No, he had to go home and face his demon of a fiancé just to get his uniform. Forget the fact that he could've just borrowed some armor and used an extra mask, no, he needed his. Now, all Kakashi could think was that he was entirely too picky for his own good.

"Eighteen hours! That's how long you've been gone! I was up waiting for you for all eighteen Kakashi!"

He sighed again. This wasn't the homecoming he had wanted, but he should've known better. Anko had never been quiet, had never been very patient, and she had certainly never been welcoming. This worrying streak, however, was an interesting new development in his unfortunately very eventful life.

"I can't believe you would do that to me Kakashi! You knew I was supposed to go out last night and you just disappear! What the hell were you thinking?"

'No, she's certainly no Hinata,' he mused.

That morning he had awoken to the sight of Hinata's angelic face as she slumbered next to him and when he kissed her to wake her up she had immediately smiled that smile that always took his breath away. That was how he wanted to wake up every morning. Instead he awoke to an empty bed, crying, and Anko cursing as she yet again burned her toast. He sighed, depression setting in yet again.

"You've also failed to bring home formula like I asked yet again! What the hell is this kid supposed to eat if his father won't buy his food?"

Food? Why yes, Hinata could cook and quite well in fact. It must've been close to a year since he'd had Hinata's cooking and he had sorely missed it. Anko was no chef. In fact he did most of the cooking and unfortunately for two out of three of them that usually meant cups of ramen. Today, however, his senses had been titillated to their peaks by the creations Hinata had "thrown together", masterpieces that were "no big deal" in her words.

"Anko-" he managed before getting cut off.

"Oh no! You'll hear me out before you say anything! I can't believe that you think you deserve to defend yourself! I gave up being a kunoichi for you, but just because you make the money around here doesn't mean you can do whatever you want!"

Hinata never minded that he did whatever he wanted. 'Seemed like she quite enjoyed what I wanted to do actually.' He giggled perversely in his head. After breakfast he had thanked Hinata for the amazing meal by taking a shower with her. He smiled at the memory.

Steam surrounded the couple as they made love in the shower. Kakashi groaned as his pulsing member slid from Hinata's mouth and she stood up, her slick body sliding flush against his. He captured her mouth in a fiery kiss and pressed her back to the cool tile walls. His hands slid down her side, massaging and rubbing circles as they made their way south. He grasped an ass cheek in each hand and lifted her off the floor, bracing himself so they wouldn't slide. She wrapped her arms around his slim hips and pulled him even closer. He entered her slowly, savoring every whimper she emitted and the heat of her pussy. Both groaning, he slid back out and began a steady rhythm, pushing harder and going deeper with every thrust. She cried out "Ah!" every time he entered her fully and she got louder with every thrust. Soon pure pleasure rushed through her veins and she climaxed. "Kakashi!" she screamed as her walls tightened around him and she leaned heavily on him. Kakashi sped up his thrusts and leant his head on her shoulder to listen to her moan as her second climax hit. Her walls clenched again and Kakashi finally reached his peak, shooting his seed inside her as she came again. He slid out of her and they leaned against each other as they panted.

Sex with Anko was either non-existent or dangerous to his health. She was definitely the, er, dominant type. In fact he flat out refused to try about 90% of everything she suggested especially after that incident with the ropes.

"Kakashi?" He opened his eyes and saw Anko glaring at him angrily. "Have you heard a single word I've said?"

He sighed and stood up, towering over Anko. "Frankly my dear fiancé, I don't give a fuck."

Anko gaped at him before turning red and slapping him. A hand print as red as Anko's angry face appeared on his cheek. He could've stopped her, but he knew he deserved it. "I'm going to Kurenai's," she said and stormed out of the house, indifferent son in hand.

Kakashi sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that afternoon and sat back down, mulling over his situation. On one hand he knew he should go find Anko and apologize, on the other hand however, all he wanted to do was go get a long mission so he could clear his head and maybe take his frustrations out on a missing-nin or two. 'Maybe Hinata's still at her apartment?' he wondered. 'No! That's the kind of thinking that got me in trouble in the first place.' Damn, that girl was like a drug and no matter how much his addiction hurt him or the ones around him he kept going back for more. It seemed that their relationship had really taken it's toll on both of them. Every time he left she would beg him not to go and he could see her heart breaking over and over again in front of him, but he couldn't abandon his child. So even though he could feel his own soul crumbling at the sight of her tears, he knew he had to leave and he always did. He sighed yet again and set off to find Anko.

Hinata hadn't been able to handle Kakashi leaving once again and decided to visit her old mentor and her son. The sight of five year old Asuma always brightened her day. They drank her favorite tea and Kurenai listened to her whole story and even shared some of her own. She seemed to generally understand Hinata's frustrations. Everything had been fine until Anko burst through the door with that damn baby. Every time she saw Anko it was like she was mocking her. Everything she had, Hinata wanted.

"Oh, Anko! What're you doing here?" asked Kurenai.

"What's she doing here?" Anko asked darkly.

"I was just leaving," said Hinata. But before she could even set Asuma down after standing up, all hell seemed to break loose.

He saw her ahead of him, shoving her way through the crowded streets as she nearly ran to Kurenai's. Kakashi quickened his pace, but couldn't catch her before she made it to the house. He arrived only a minute or so after her and he could already sense the tenseness of the home. He opened the door and saw his worst nightmare: Anko and Hinata glaring at each other.

"Oh Kakashi!" greeted Kurenai. "How nice of you to join us," she mumbled.

"Kurenai." He nodded at the distraught hostess. "Hinata, what are you doing here?" he asked.

"I-"

"She was just leaving." Anko cut Hinata off before turning to glare at Kakashi.

"Oh, no, no Hinata maybe you should stay. We senseis rarely get to see our old students anymore. Please stay," Kurenai pleaded.

"Sure, why not?" Hinata agreed.

"Good, well, why don't you go get Anko and Kakashi some tea. Hm?"

"Let me help!" Everyone turned to stare at Kakashi. "I know how Anko likes her tea and I'm sure you could use the help." Hinata nodded and they walked to the kitchen.

"Kakashi what the hell are you doing here?" Hinata asked angrily as she started heating water.

"I came to apologize to Anko and see if I could calm her down so I could have a somewhat peaceful day," he replied.

"Well you couldn't have picked a worse time to piss off your wife!" she hissed at him.

"Fiancé."

"Oh I'm sorry, my mistake. Guess what, it doesn't make a difference!" The kettle started to steam and she turned off the stove.

"Look!" Kakashi said angrily. "I am sick and tired of people being pissed and yelling at me. I'm only one man and I can't make everyone happy! Do you think I like this ridiculous little back and forth we've got going on?"

"No, but-"

"Don't you think I know I fucked up in the past?"

"Well duh, but still-" Hinata's voice started to waiver so she stopped.

Kakashi stepped right in front of Hinata and grasped her shoulders. "And don't you know that I love you more than anything in the world?" Tears started falling through Hinata's closed eyelids as he pulled her into a hug. He lifted her head with a hand and kissed her, molding their lips together completely.

A gasp broke the silence and they broke the kiss. Kurenai stood in the doorway with her hand covering a small smile. She wipes a lone tear from her cheek and yelled, "No Anko, the tea's not ready yet!" She smiled again and left quickly. Hinata shyly buried her face in his chest. Kakashi chuckled and kissed the top of her head, hugging her closer.

"I guess I'll reheat the water," Hinata said.

"Kurenai why is that slut here?" hissed Anko.

"That slut is my former student Anko," said Kurenai.

"Whatever! She's the only thing standing in the way of me and the father of my child."

"Really? It couldn't be the yelling or spousal abuse or lying?" Kurenai crossed her arms and waited for Anko's response.

Anko looked down at the child sleeping in her arms and rocked him as he stirred in his sleep. "How'd you know?"

Kurenai sighed and sat next to her friend. "Anko, he doesn't look a thing like Kakashi. No one bit."

Anko sighed. "His father was a brand new jounin, kind of a late bloomer. It was only his third S-rank mission and I was his partner. He was killed. I slept with Kakashi two weeks later; one week after I figured out I was pregnant. He-" Her voice hitched as she struggled to hold back long repressed emotions. "He just reminded me so much of his father. I never meant to take advantage of him, but once I started, I couldn't stop."

Kurenai hugged her. She knew what it was like to lose the father of your child. "You need to tell him," she said. "You need to tell him," she said. "You can stay here and go on missions again until you save up enough to buy your own place." She felt Anko nod her head on her shoulder.

"Anko, are you ok?"

The women turned around and saw Kakashi and Hinata standing perplexed in the doorway. "What're you talking about?" asked Anko.

"You're crying," Kakashi said. "You never cry."

Anko hastily whipped at her tears. "I'm fine," she assured.

Kakashi handed Hinata his cup of tea and walked over to Anko. He bent down and stood on his knees in front of her. "Anko, I never meant to hurt you. I want you to know you're very dear to me." He paused and looked back at Hinata who gave him a reassuring smile and nod. "But I don't love you. You see, before you and our son came along, I was in love with some one else. I was going to marry her, have children with her, and live the rest of my life with her. That some one is Hinata. I hope you can forgive me." He looked down not wanting to see her expression.

"He's not yours," she said. Kakashi looked up, astonished and saw her slightly smiling at him. "His father's dead, but you reminded me of him." She took off her engagement ring and held it out to him.

"I understand." It was Anko's turn to be surprised. Kakashi stood up and took the ring from her hand. "If you ever need anything, I'll be there." He turned and walked out of the door holding hands with Hinata. Once they were outside he turned to her and said, "C'mon, were going to see the Hokage." She smiled brightly at him and they ran off hand in hand.

Nine and a half months later cards were sent. They each bore a picture of a smiling baby boy with light lavender eyes and a wisp of spiky black hair. They read:

Kakashi and Hinata Hatake would like to announce the birth of seven pound, six-ounce Sakumo Hatake.

AN: Ok, ok so I know that the story was "complete" last chapter, but I couldn't help it! I love this couple and I just wasn't happy with the ending. Now, however, it's perfect! Review please!