I do not own Naruto.

I'm finally giving this story another go. I am determined to one day finish it since it basically has no plot. This chapter, erm, is a bit more sexual. Not that anything happens, but there is a lot of sex talk. Not that it's too bad – I don't think it is bad, but I am so desensitized about things that I just don't want anyone to be like 'oh my god why didn't she warn us'.

Basically, nothing bad but I am just a tiny-bit more intense. Most people will likely not blink an eye and flame me for not being more risqué. The line between fun and raunchy is hard to distinguish at times.

Double Meanings
Felix02

Ino tapped her fingers on the table. It was annoying. "So what you're saying is that you love Kakashi."

"No, were you even listening at all?" Sakura growled.

Ino flipped her hair. "Not really. I don't care about all the emotional bull crap unless it happens to me, and since you're not me..."

"Fuck you, Ino-pig! I'm here spilling my heart out and you have to pull the emotionless bitch card today of all days. I'm on the cusps of some honest to God life altering emotional catharsis and you're not even helping."

Ino tsked. "Language, Sakura, what would Haruno-san think?"

At the mention of her mother, God rest her soul, Sakura felt her eyeball spasm. "She would say I need to be more lady like, but when have we ever been that, especially you!"

"What?" Ino gasped, clearly shocked. "I am very feminine. That's why I get all the men."

"Feminine does not mean lady-like, Pig." Sakura snapped.

"Does too."

"Does not."

"Does too."

"Not."

"Too."

"Not."

"Does too."

Sakura held up her hand. "Stop! Why do we do this all the time? Listen, what if I do perhaps want Kakashi again? Or maybe I don't. Maybe I do just want to have sex with him. I don't know. I'm all confused. I've been thinking about it and I realize I can resist him. Then again, I may not care about him which could be why I can resist him, but then there is the fact..."

"Sakura, listen to yourself!" Ino's eyes rolled. "If you didn't care about him you wouldn't keep on boring me with these touchy-feely confusing emotions, you'd just do the dirty, sweaty, blissful deed with him and that would be that. Unless you got preggers, which would suck, and open up an all new can of worms."

Both women shivered.

Sakura leveled a look at Ino. "So I care about him?"

Ino shrugged. "You care enough about him to obsessively talk about him. Why don't you go on a date with him?"

Sakura didn't like the light in her friend's eyes. Even more she didn't like the idea of a date with Kakashi for reasons she didn't care to explore just yet.

"A date?" Sakura whispered looking out of the little restaurant. "What if he takes advantage of me?" She tried to suppress a thrill of excitement.

Ino's eyes bulged. "Then you let him! What kind of stupid-ass question is that? You let him ravage you and ruin you for all other men!"

By this time people were looking at them. A mother moved her child to another table. An old man was leering. A cook poked his head out of the kitchen.

Sakura's head fell on the table. "Stop placing your sexual fantasies on me!"

Ino huffed crossing her arms. "Well you need some. I am doing you a favor."

Before Sakura realized what she was doing, she snapped out, "I have plenty of sexual fantasies!"

Shit. Ino had the crazy look on her face. The one Sakura was never able to get away from. It looked like she was going to be forced to spill all her deviant, naughty sexual fantasies to her best, albeit, crazy friend in a public place. With a mother and her child two tables over. And an old man who was really leering now...and was perhaps closer than he was before. The cook had yet to go back to the kitchen.

And then a voice spoke up. For a brief and delightful moment Sakura thought she was saved. Sadly she was wrong. That voice, its deep, husky baritone could only belong to one person. One man.

"Did I hear something about Sakura's sexual fantasies?" Kakashi smiled at Ino through his mask as he slid into the chair next to Sakura.

Shit.

Ino glanced at Sakura. A wide grin creased her face. "Why, Kakashi-sempai, you're just in time. Sakura is about to tell me about all her sexual fantasies. Maybe you could help her out on some."

Sakura gagged.

Kakashi leaned back against his chair and crossed his arms. "Depends on the fantasy, I suppose." The bastard had the gall to shrug.

He shot her a brief, hot glance. Sakura was proud of the fact she didn't flush. Hey, she was a grown ass woman! Who cared if this was just about the most awkward situation ever. It was better than the time she got super wasted, fell on a bed that just happened to be in the room (now that she thought about it she might have walked to a bedroom), where Ino soon followed her accompanied by cousins Izu and Hamo Uberabi and decided to have a threesome right there and then. Right next to her.

The bad part was she considered just falling asleep on that rocking bed she was so drunk. Eventually, she was finally able to drag herself and her logic up and leave the bed. Not that she got very far. She made it to a dirty pile of laundry, just a few feet from the bed where the sounds and imagines were very...there. Thankfully, she passed out right after that. The memory stuck.

And with that dirty memory suddenly Sakura felt as if she had nothing to lose. For some reason, some crazy, unknown reason she decided why not. Flirt a little bit. See what happened. She would be playing with fire of course, but Sakura suspected Kakashi and Ino thought she would bolt. She'd show them!

Taking her tea, Sakura calmly swallowed a gulp down.

"Well," she started fingering her teacup. "There was always that one about the teacher and student." Here she winked at Kakashi who slightly tensed. "But seeing as I've already lived that one and been left wanting - " Ino was choking on her food " - I guess my best sexual fantasy now is being ravaged and dominated, completely and utterly, by some S-class, missing nin. Make-up and all - whips, chains, gag balls, anal beads -" Okay, probably not the beads but they didn't have to know that, "You know, the works."

Ino laughed. "I can lend you my book on that."

Sakura tried not to pay attention to Kakashi who was regarding her as if he'd never seen her before. "What's it called?"

"S-Class Domination. Classic. Made by and for kuniochi."

Sakura nodded. "I already have that one. I love that book, especially the part when Kei keeps her suspended spread eagle in the cage claiming that he would have to thoroughly examine her to find what she was hiding. Have you read Bingo Book Chronicles, That's the Spot! by the same author?"

Kakashi laughed, his leg hooking under Sakura's own leg and pulling her towards him slightly. "The author really named a book that? Jiraiya was never that inventive. So, Sakura, what other fantasies do you have? I could play an excellent missing nin," he leaned towards her, "but I am sure you have more devious acts in mind."

He gave her a strange look, part playful part unsure like he had no idea what game she was playing at. She really had no idea either, to be honest.

Sakura, in an extraordinarily out of character action, flipped her hair and gave the silver haired shinobi an accessing look. Ino choked on her tongue. At least it might have been her tongue, as the girl had nothing else in her mouth for the past five minutes. Anyway, it encouraged her.

"For you?" Her brow rose. "I thought I already said I did the student-teacher thing, Kakashi-sensei?"

And like that, Sakura walked out of the restaurant leaving both Ino and Kakashi.

She wondered what they would talk about.

A/N: See, not too bad at all. Tell me what you think if you want, I just don't want to cross any lines. Hopefully, I will have a new chapter up soon.