I wanted to write this yesterday, but I had no motivation and was unsure how to go about writing this chapter.
I actually didn't know how tonight either, but All Time Low gave me inspiration =)
So, good news is I have this story mapped out until chapter 12 or so, and that's not all I plan on writing for the first arc. I'd like for each on to have around 15-20 chapters for a grand total of 45-60 chapters.
Thanks to all those who have reviewed! It means the world to me and gives me the get up and go to get these chapters out as quick as I can.
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Warning, there's some nasty language at the beginning, but I figured you mix alcohol and ninja together words may fly. Especially when in the circumstance I put them in.
Anywho, hope you enjoy the chapter and let me know what you think!
Btw, I don't own anything except my plot!
Enjoy!
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He couldn't take any more.
He had watched her tip back drink after drink, becoming more and more gone ever since he arrived at the bar an hour ago.
Sure, he had a couple himself, but he was nowhere near as gone as she was.
And now she was currently sitting in the lap of some man he'd only ever seen in passing.
A chunin he thought with disgust. The man had to be a few years Sakura's senior and was far below her rank.
"Are you listening to a word I've said?" asked the man to his right.
"Sorry, but there's something I need to do" he muttered and before he could talk himself out of it pushed himself up out of his seat and made his way to where Sakura currently was.
Of course, he could think of a million reasons this was a bad idea. The biggest one being that he hadn't spoken to her in six year and she probably would put him in the hospital for interfering.
But he'd had just enough alcohol to not care.
Which brought him here, hauling one very pissed off Sakura off one nameless shinobi (a chunin!) and out the nearest exit.
Thank Kami his reflexes were as good as they were and thank Sakura was drunk, because otherwise he'd be lying on the street bleeding by now.
"What the hell were you thinking you damn son of a bitch!" Sakura screamed while swinging at him.
"Saving you ass is what I was thinking! Do you even know that guy? He had pansy written all over him!" He yelled back, avoiding her fists at all cost.
"Mother fucke- umf!" Sakura screamed, only to be cut off by Kakashi somehow managing to grab both of her hands and pulling them behind her back.
"You were making a damn fool of yourself! Damnit! Calm down!" Kakashi said, trying to be calm and stop her struggling.
"Why would you care? Huh? It's not like you gave a damn about me six years ago, why start now?" She asked, somehow sounding more sober than she had since he walked in.
"Damnit Sakura. That's not true and you know it." He replied, finally letting her hands go.
He was surprised to see tears in her eyes as she turned around and faced him.
"And why wouldn't I think it's true? You leave in the middle of the night and request to be removed from being a team with me. You didn't even tell me yourself, Shishou had to tell me."
Raising a hand to brush back her hair off her face that had fallen earlier, Sakura continued.
"Then you avoid me for six years. Six damn years Kakashi. And now here you are, trying to act like nothing ever happened. Like you have the right to try and 'save' me"
Kakashi had to admit, she made him feel like dirt. Worse than dirt, actually.
"Sakura, please, you don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh really? I don't, do I? Then please, fill me in"
Sighing to himself, he opened his mouth to tell her he couldn't, that she wouldn't understand, when he heard her laugh.
"You can't, can you? Because I understand everything perfectly, and you have nothing to say."
It was then that he knew he had to do something.
"Sakura, please, you need to understand that there are things that you, well, won't understand."
"Why don't you try me? I think I deserve it after six years."
And there it was. He could walk away and lose her completely; forever. Or he could let her in. Maybe not all the way, but maybe just a little. Enough to get her to understand why he did what he did. Maybe then they could be friends.
Did he want that?
Looking at her face the answer made itself clear.
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Sakura was unsure how exactly she ended up at Kakashi's apartment, sitting on his couch as he changed.
Of course, she knew how, more she just didn't know why.
One minute she had been heavily flirting with a chunin she'd seen around and the next she was being hauled outside by the very last person she ever thought she be near again.
Pissed was an understatement in how she felt.
She guessed the thought of finally knowing why Kakashi did what he did all those years ago was more tempting than wanted it to be.
It wasn't like she cared anymore.
Really, she didn't.
Sighing she knew that it was a lie. She did care.
How could she not?
So here she was, waiting to Kakashi to reappear so she could figure out if he really was going to tell her or of he was going to try and talk circles and try to convince her he was telling her what she wanted to hear.
She figured it would be the latter.
It's not like he's really going to tell me she thought, but was abruptly pulled back to reality by Kakashi's appearance in the doorway to his living room.
"So are you going to tell me now?" she questioned with a raised eyebrow.
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Kakashi had tried to kill as much time as he could change his clothes. He just knew this was going to end badly. She wasn't going to understand and then she would leave and he would have opened himself up to her for nothing.
Why he had suggested that they go to his apartment to talk was beyond him. Maybe he thought she would decline. Maybe he'd been more affected by the alcohol than he thought.
Maybe, somewhere deep within him, he wanted her to know.
Maybe he was tired of being alone.
Sure, he had friends. Asuma was probably more like a brother to him than anything else, but he still didn't let the man in. He still kept his distance, but that's how he had always been.
But he had to face it, he either opened up to Sakura and let her in, or he shut her out and lost her forever.
He was actually surprised he hadn't already, but then again Sakura had always been too good and forgiving for her own good.
Sitting on his bed he pinched the bridge of his nose and wondered how he got himself into this.
He was almost forty years old and he was worried what some twenty six year old thought. Worried if he had gone too far and pushed her away forever.
What the hell was wrong with him?
Somewhere in the depths of his mind, he acknowledged that Sakura had always been important to him. Or, she had been since he let her in when they became teammates in ANBU.
And the last person who had been that important to him died.
Deep down, Kakashi knew he was scared to lose someone else.
But damn, if he didn't get his butt into gear and at least tried to make her understand, he would lose her any way.
With new resolve, Kakashi pushed himself off his bed and made his way to the living room.
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Sakura waited for him to answer her. Waited for him to tell her this was a mistake and to tell her she needed to leave.
That was why when he moved to sit down beside her she was more than shocked.
She noticed that he had changed into a pair of loose fitting cotton pants and a sleeveless shirt, complete with attached mask.
It hurt to think that once he had been comfortable enough around her to forgo the mask.
"Well?" she questioned, trying desperately to get her mind to stop its train of thought.
"Sakura, you have to understand that I never meant to hurt you. I acted out of fear and because of that I made it seem like I didn't want to be around you. You have to believe me when I say that was never the case." Kakashi started, clearly having trouble speaking about it.
"If that wasn't the reason, what was? You've had six years to explain this to me, but you never have. It wasn't so much the action of not wanting to be teammates that hurt; it was the silence that followed. You can't expect me to think of anything but the worst." Sakura told him, deciding now was the time to be as honest as she wanted to be.
The last thing she expected was to see Kakashi bury his head in his hands, then run said hands through his hair before telling her in a haunted tone, "Everyone that I ever got close to died. It hit me hard that I was close to you and that you could die. In order to save myself hurt, I needed to get away from you. I swear I only intended to stay away for a week, maybe too. Just enough to figure everything out. But then I was called in for a mission, then another, and another. Before I knew it a year had gone by and I no longer knew what to say to you."
"Maybe, oh, I don't know, sorry? Sorry I've been such a jackass to you. Sorry I left without telling you. Sorry I decided to never speak to you again."
Jumping up off the couch, Sakura walked over to the nearest wall, needing to get away from him. Needing to distance herself.
"Sorry would have been a damn good start." She said, her voice low and tense.
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Kakashi didn't know how the conversation would go, but having Sakura jump up from the couch and walk away wasn't it. Nor was her anger, but maybe he should have expected it.
That didn't stop him from feeling his own anger rise while she went on her tirade of how he should have started with "sorry".
He found that he couldn't sit any longer. Instead, he found himself walking over to where Sakura stood; only stopping when he was a mere inch away from her.
"You right. Is that what you wanted to hear? Well, guess what, I'm sorry. Sorry for being such a jackass to you. Sorry for making you think I didn't want to be near you. I'm fucking sorry!" He ranted.
Stepping ever close to her, he backed her into the wall.
"How about more? How about I tell you that at that point, you where the most important person in my life." He then put his hands on either side of her face, blocking her in.
"How about I tell you that I hadn't been that close to anyone since Rin. How about I tell you that if you had been older, I would have kissed you senseless as soon as I knew you were okay after you almost died.
He could now see how Sakura had gone still. It was then that he realized how close they were to each other.
Her breasts were pushed against his chest and he had one knee between her legs. Their position brought back all the memories he had of wanting her. Made him remember the sleepless night agonize over how he was lusting after his former student; girl thirteen years his junior.
That's when the thought popped up in his mind about how she was no longer a girl.
She was very much a woman.
When Sakura's hand rose up to rest on his waist he was gone for.
Taking his left hand off the wall he quickly pulled his mask down, closed the gap between them, and pressed his lips against hers.
The hands that were on his waist clenched the material of his shirt before moving to slide up his chest and come to rest on his neck.
Hot.
He felt hot.
Moving his lips against hers he pressed himself more fully against her.
He needed more.
He bit her lower lip and swept his tongue along her bottom lip begging for her to open her mouth and let him in and when she did his tongue battled with hers.
Deciding that she was too short to kiss comfortably, he moved his hands to her waist and lifted her up.
Catching on she promptly wrapped her legs around him, the action bring her extremely close to a very hard part of him.
Unable to help himself he pushed his hips into hers, grinding himself against her. He caught her strangled gasp in his mouth.
Feeling one of her arms wrap around his neck he tensed when she dragged she free hand down his back, nails scratching him through his thin shirt.
Too many clothes separated them. They needed to go.
As soon as he thought that he abruptly pulled back, staring at Sakura.
He eyes were glazed over, her lips red from his kisses.
Resting his forehead against hers, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Kakashi? What are we doing?" came the husky question.
All he could do was shake his head, lower her to the ground, and rest his head against her shoulder.
"I don't know." Came the soft reply from the silver haired man.
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Ah, I'm so glad to get this chapter out! What do y'all think? I'm not too good on the whole kissing scene thing, but I did the best I could.
Once, again, thanks to all those who have followed, favorited, and reviewed this story!
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Until next time!