Secret Part 3

Kakashi and Naruto appeared at the dinner table at 7 o'clock sharp. The delicious smell of food displaying pleasantly to the eye made Kakashi realize that how he missed a home-made dinner that much. It had been a long time, too long for him to remember his last home-made dinner with people around him. Kakashi cooked meal himself sometimes but he always ate alone in complete silence, there were no such thing as laughter or chatters around his table. Even born to be a loner and loved the life of a loner, deep inside his heart, Kakashi knew that it was much better to eat with some body else rather than yourself. Besides, who have the will to resist such inviting dishes? They were all Kakashi's favourite food (much to his surprise) and no tempura, only judging by the way the food was displayed, Sakura could sure earn the title of a good cook if not mentioning the enticing smell was freely invading the two males' nostrils.

Pouring champagne into three sparkling glasses, Naruto held the first up after passing the two others to Sakura and Kakashi:

For Sakura, wish you always be happy

I sure do, with two of you around me like that

Sakura grinned radiantly and her eyes blatantly said that she was extremely happy. It was a bit strange to Kakashi to see how Sakura changed over the past six years: From a naïve, weak twelve-year-old girl who always needed the others' protection and had a love-obsession to her handsome teammate Sasuke, to a strong, determined, quick-witted 15 year old and finally a stunning, compassionate, charming but strong-willed 18 year old young lady. The only time when Kakashi met the weak Sakura again was when Sasuke and her parents had just died but it was thoroughly understandable why she was so feeble, everyone did the same thing in her situation. She was so lost and devastated, she could not think of anything to move on. At that time, Kakashi had to doff off all of his usual indifference to save the life of his beloved disciple out of despair. He lost one of the threesome – the first students in his life and he could do nothing about it. He was totally powerless watching Sasuke dying in his two teammates' arms. As from that day, Kakashi made a promise to himself, he would not lose any of his students again even if it cost him his own life, he would do everything to relieve their pain and enlighten their life even if he had to give up his privacy, his normal lifestyle of pretending unconcern. So he was there for her, to encourage her, console her, guard her away from mistaken decisions for nearly two months and since then he felt like he took the responsibility to be Sakura's surrogate father. Between them, a strange family-like bond had formed and Naruto was the best choice for any fathers in Konoha to gladly marry off their daughters to.

It was no surprise when Naruto usually received envious stares from men in Konoha when they heard the news of his engagement with Sakura. He was so blessed to have such an elegant girl to be his future's wife.

Tugged down his mask, Kakashi gradually gulped the liquor down his throat to let its sweet pungent flavor slowly permeated into his esophagus. Suddenly recognizing the odd silence, Kakashi turned to see his two former students who were staring at his face:

What? He asked out of concern

Well, you looked the same When I first saw you more than two years ago – Sakura blurted out at last

Yeah, if this time he had not been unconscious and his mask had not been torn into pieces after the cruel fight with Akatsuki members, Naruto and Sakura would never have had a chance to look at it. But it was not quite a bad result for Kakashi as he remembered from that moment, Naruto never dared to call him "old man" or anything like that, but this was also the only chance they could see his face without mask so, it's quite reasonable to explain the astonished look on their faces now when seeing their teacher's face once again. Kakashi smiled light-heartedly:

Actually I haven't changed since I was 25, Sakura, I'm not like you two, I was through the phase of growing up and changing amazingly as both of you had experienced in the last 6 years.

He was probably not showing off, with the age of nearly 32, Kakashi looked no older than 25, he was quite young and indescribably handsome. That was the reason why he could effectively shut Naruto's loud mouth up since he witnessed his face. There was no "old man" or "you must be over 50" or "buck-toothed" or "cherry lips" since then. Naruto smiled cheerily:

I'm lucky that you didn't put that mask off too often Kakashi-sensei

Huhm, I will take it as a praise Naruto – Kakashi chuckled

As the night rolled on, the trio enjoyed the meal while revising the old time with the old team seven, about how messy Naruto was, how smug Sasuke tried to be, How disturbing Sakura acted and how harsh Kakashi pushed his three disciples. They all knew that this was the most precious time of their life before fate drove them to different ways and pillaged their most beloved ones. However, Kakashi felt a lot relieved when Naruto and Sakura could calmly mentioned Sasuke without falling into grievous reminiscence, the wounds in their hearts had healed and Sasuke's shadow in their life faded somewhat in a positive way, it was not like they forgot or ever forgot him but they knew what exactly to be "moving on", the weigh on their hearts was not that heavy anymore.

After the fantastic meal (exactly as Naruto promised) Kakashi took out the present he bought for Sakura out of nowhere and gave it to her:

Sakura, happy birthday, hope you like it – He said shortly with a kind smile

Thank you Kakashi-sensei – She replied and received the gift.

Naruto looked at the present with a more eager mood than Sakura:

Open it, Sakura, let's see what's inside?

Sakura eyes beamed with curiosity and excitement as she untied the ribbons binding the rather large square box. And there, inside the box was a pink kite covered with beautifully and vividly drawn cherry-flowers, cherry petals were also detailed on the kite's tail. Those must have been painted by a skillful artisan so that they looked just like the real ones.

When you fly it, it would look like cherry petals waving in the breeze and all the year around you can witness the flower blossoming. Wish you always like the happy full-bloomed flowers, Sakura.

Kakashi smiled gently as he finished his sayings, people said Kakashi always had a way with words and they were right. Naruto blurted out while his eyes were stick to the kite in a dumbfound way:

It was so…meaningful. Sakura is for Sakura

Sakura seemed to be immovable for a moment; the pink lock hung down her face and hid away whatever feeling underneath, then she turned to face Kakashi, a glimpse of tear on the corner of her eyes, she smiled happily:

Thank you Kakashi-sensei, it was a great gift.

You're welcome – Kakashi replied charmingly.

Giving another smile, Sakura closed the box and said:

I need to do the wash-up, Naruto, can you make Kakashi-sensei some tea?

Okay – Naruto answered quickly

And Sakura turned to leave to the dish washer then abruptly something struck her, her knees bended down but before she fell on the ground, Kakashi caught her by her waist, an impulsive familiar feeling raced through his body, but before he could grasp anything Naruto moved to catch Sakura and asked her with over-concern in his voice:

Are you okay? Do you feel alright Sakura? I told you not to work too much, don't you remember, Sakura

I'm Okay, Naruto, just a little dazzled and I slipped that's all

Sakura held on his arm and gave him a reassured look:

Sakura, are you sure that you are okay?

Naruto, I've said to you, I'm okay, don't worry, just make Kakashi-sensei some tea, okay? I will be right back

Sakura's voice was still soft but firm and he could not do any different. Sakura went inside the kitchen while Kakashi followed Naruto to the living room. Watching the concerned look on Naruto face, Kakashi could not comprehend but out of nowhere he just remembered his secret partner. What was she doing now? Were there any one caring or worrying about her like Naruto did to Sakura? Was she just another lost soul in this enormous world trying to look a small shelter for her sad soul? Was it the reason why she came to him? But if she wanted a shelter, a consoler for her heart, so why cared to make up all those thick impenetrable walls of secret? She clearly wanted him but why she did not need him? Too much question to answer, too much problems to solve but the upsurge of emotion Kakashi had towards her recently doubted him even more about their true relationship. Unconsciously, Kakashi asked:

Naruto, you love Sakura so much, don't you?

Kakashi noticed the surprised look on Naruto's face when his former teacher asked him such a strange question but then he spoke his mind in a pained tenderness which was more peculiar to Kakashi

Yeah, and I will always love her desperately

The feeling … that you love some one, how is it like, Naruto?

The hesitation in Kakashi's voice, the unreadable emotion in his eyes confused Naruto but he kept answering:

When you love some one, you just want to do everything for her even the most stupid ones, and you always wanted to be with her, to share her feeling, when she's sad, when she's cheerful, beside her in the worst moment of her life, be a shoulder for her to lean on and just the thought of never seeing her again wrench your heart deeply, hurt you beyond any imagination.

Each word Naruto said flow into Kakashi's mind like a stream of water running continuously through the chapped, barren land, cracking the arid layer of soil little by little to make it fertile again. His words were no trite theory; it came from his heart and from his own experience. They were filled with his sad and fragile emotion and it could only come from a true lover's heart. Even those sentences were used so many times by countless people; Kakashi did not explain the reason why it was so true, so faithful and so painful coming from Naruto's mouth.

Kakashi sensei, do you have some one you love?

I… don't know.

Without warning, a strange feeling encroached upon Kakashi's mind, this feeling was so strong, so prevailing that when it turned up, it could not be ignored any more, Kakashi stood up all at once and hurried to the door:

Sorry, Naruto I should go, thank Sakura for me about the great meal and tell her goodbye.

Kakashi – sensei

Naruto cried out loud after Kakashi but he'd gone.

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The bizarre feeling invading Kakashi's mentality was still going stronger and shaking his inner thoughts thoroughly. He did not know why but it was so tangible that he could not resist the urge to come back home as fast as possible. He felt it harder to control his mind since he left Sakura and Naruto's house. Even this late at night, he was so sure that, tonight, she would come for him.

Flying through the roof and the tree, Kakashi stopped at the front door and quickly opened it; he made his way with the shortest time to his apartment on the seventh floor. When he opened his apartment's front door, he knew that he did not make mistake, she was actually there, on his bed, under the mask covering all her face and her hair, waiting for him. Kakashi rushed in and hugged her dearly. She never appeared two days in series before but he found no surprise when seeing her tonight. Intuition told him that she would come and he just all of sudden missed her so much even when they just met the previous night and made love three times to each other. Returning his great suffocating hug, she also clung her hands to his back tightly, it noted that she missed him too, crazy like he did. And then they parted to let only enough time for her to tied the ribbon around his eyes, he rushed on to explore her body with his kisses, stripped her clothes away and covered her neck, her breasts, her abdomen with a rain of kisses. Her body became scorching, he never felt she was that hot and that sexual.

His lips met hers instantly to find it so wet, so sensual, and the kiss was wildly fervent as he sucked in every millimeter of her lips, drinking her saliva, tasting the syrupiness of her mouth. His mind was spiraled into that kiss like a tiny helpless boat crazily spinning into the disastrous whirlpool without any way out. He had never kissed any one like this before and sure there would be no one who could give him kiss like this anymore. She was responsive to that kiss exactly the same way he wanted, ardently, madly, ferociously, sexily, insanely, and extraordinarily. His hands moved crazily in her silken lock, to deepen the kiss and she was also, fisting his silver mane in her fingers. Thousands of feelings, emotions, and sensations flooded into Kakashi mind. Was it exactly what Naruto had just said? The possessiveness was too dominant in his psyche now since he wanted desperately to keep her by his side for eternity and for him only. They kissed like the next day would be the end of the world.

Then when the urge was built up fully and their desires intertwined with each other, he forced her to lean against the wall, separate her legs and continue the kisses from her abdomen down to her vagina, and then he licked her, sucked her, entered her with his long, hot wet tongue, making her shudder, shiver, quiver, tremble and moan his name sensually again and again.

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Looking at Sakura and Naruto, for the first time in his life, Kakashi wanted to know the feeling of having a family, how it would be to share his life with another – a girl he loved, how it would be to have a girl cooked for him, and how it would be to stop a bachelor's life and bind your thread of fate with the others' forever. He liked the free, unconcerned and aimless bachelor's life much more in the past but the concept of having a family was not too bad now as he perceived the happiness surrounding Naruto and Sakura when he saw them.

A family, huh, well, if it would be with the passionate girl lying beside him now.

She was too good to be a wife: Sweet, adorable, delicate, and more important: excellent at bed. And there it was again…the urge…He wanted to see her face. Kakashi tried to dismiss the idea when it emerged in his head and reminded that he made the man's promise to her but once it appeared, it did not give up easily. Why do she had to cover her face, may be she was very ugly, or she has a very funny or terrible blemish on her face, well, whatever her face may look like did not concern Kakashi a bit when he was not judging people by their appearances, she was beautiful for all things she had done to him. So his mind was playing a very good job to convince him about how her face may look like and coming to the conclusion that it did not matter at all relatively rapid (it's his nature) and it quickly move to the second category, the reason why she had to cover her face. They'd been together more than two months, done things that most of husband and wife or lovers did in many years of their life, why did she still insist on concealing her face? Why knowing her face, knowing her name was that devastating to her? He knew nothing about her except for a slender body and a very long sleek hair that he didn't even see its color. Her voice was hoaxed too, he knew no one has that kind of voice and it was too easy for a ninja to change her voice. Kakashi's intelligence had told him long before this night that this girl must be some one he knew, not a total stranger or a foreigner but he just did not want to think further about this.

But who he knew also posed a problem as he knew too many people or more precise – too many women such as Anko, Sakura, Shizune and Ayame. Anko would never be able to play a game requiring too much patience like this, it was too troublesome for her, and she would get right to the main part and it usually only lasted one - night stand or one week-stand before she got bored. Shizune was a workaholic and she was too busy looking after her trouble-maker shishou – Hokage –Tsunade, he never saw her at bars or restaurants or any where to have social acquaintance, actually he rarely talked to her. Ayame was cute but she was not a ninja in the first place, how could she throw her self up in the seventh floor through his window without shedding a single sweat. It would never be Sakura, not in this life or any other life; she loved Naruto and lived happily with him. She was more trusted, reliable girl than all the girls Kakashi knew combine together and once more thing her hair was short in a very endearing way. Kakashi's mind wondering to some other candidates and the next seemed to be weirder than the previous such as Kurenai (but soon felt it illogical as she was still hopelessly in love with the late Asuma and occupied with raising up his twins), Ino (she was too squeaky to be this delicate in his memory and she was too famous for party over night since she's fifteen) Tenten (he never talked to her and she was Hyuga Neji's wife – who could do something this stupid when she was the first lady of Konoha – wife of the heir of the strongest, noblest clan in Konoha not mentioned one of the most handsome, talented men in the village) As he thought more about the clue he got from the first night that his secret lover was in reality a virgin – he found it more complex – no one on his list was still a virgin this time even his most trusted girl – Sakura – she moved to live with Naruto one month before he met the girl. "Okay, May be you can find out about her with something more unique, something belong to her own, think, think…oh, right, she has a mole on her waist in the back, right at the junction with her butt and her back" - a small one but he could feel it clearly every time he ran his digits through this area to grad her butt. But this clue seemed to be just as useless as the first since he could not go around the village and ask all the women to show him their back.

Kakashi decided to stop his thinking to further girls he knew when he was younger including his one night stand, one week stand, well no inkling at all.

There was easier ways to find out: the first was yanking this ribbon away and just looked at her face; the second one was activating the sharingan. What did he choose? Why did this silk ribbon out of the blue become so heavy on his eyes?

Just a very easy move, just a tiny move, everything would be revealed…

Kakashi raised his hand to the eye-binder ready to pull it away…