Two Hearts of Konoha
Based on the Anime series Naruto, created by Masashi Kishimoto. I did not create any of the characters, just the smut. This is also my first Naruto fanfic. Enjoy!
I'm so sorry you guys. This chapter took hella long. I've had the shittiest week ever. You see, I got sick, had some company over my place, went snow boarding, and I'm trying to find another job. And I'm not completely satisfied with this chapter either. But hey, I'm trying to survive this life I have…
PART IV
"Kakashi….."
The man couldn't respond. He chocked on his own breath.
"Kakashi…. It's not fair…." The girl whimpered.
The guy was stupefied. Kakashi always knew how to handle any type of situations…This though, having your former student, who blossomed into one sexy kunoichi, crouching panty-less on top of him, was a new encounter. From Karou's bidding, to their fight, it was Sakura who was the fox-masked woman all along.
What to say…What to say… Kakashi didn't know how to respond to the girl above him. She had called out his name. But it just wasn't that. The woman was nearly naked, panting, soaking wet, skin radiating from the moon lit night, on top of the ninja and calling out his name. Yeah, it's not as easy fuckers.
He didn't respond.
"Kakashi," Sakura moaned, "It's not fair…"
"…What's wrong?" Kakashi spoke fast, finally having the balls to speak.
Gotta maintain. Gotta maintain. Don't act a fool.
Trying to avoid looking at Sakura's bare body, the pinned down ninja scanned her body for any severe injuries. The girl had bruises on her arms, some scrapes on her legs, and some blood here and there, but Kakashi was unable to detect any broken bones or deep cuts. What's going on?
"It aches…"
What aches?
"My body aches…." She repeated herself.
Where does it hurt? Kakashi couldn't say anything. He looked at her sage eyes, which seemed to talk on its own. Her eyes were calling to him. Forget her rockin' hot body, Sakura's eyes was enveloping Kakashi's senses, as if she had the sharingan. The ninja felt dizzy. He couldn't talk anymore
"My body is aching for you…" the kunoichi admitted.
NANI!?!
Before he can act, Kakashi found his former student slowly straddling him. On all fours, Sakura took her time climbing on the ninja's sculpted, upper body, feeling every inch of his tight, toned chest—those two amazingly hard pecks, those six titillating abs, those protruding pelvic muscles, his nicely tanned skin. Yeah, she was feeling him out alright, not with her hands though, but with her pussy.
Sakura navigated her lower body over Kakashi's. She felt her clit barely touching his chest. She purred deeply, her eyes set on Kakashi's mismatched eyes. The combination of the luke-warm sea water, with the ninja's steaming body really drove her over the edge. Her nub became a hundred times sensitive and a hundred times more aroused. She rocked her hips side to side, back to front at an agonizing slow pace. Sakura's crotch became moister than ever.
Kakashi's breath hitched again. Is she doing what I think she's doing? Kakashi automatically had to break his stare off with the kunoichi to watch her crotch travel on his upper body. He didn't know what was better, the sight of her pussy dragging on his skin or the feel of her pussy dragging onto his skin. Sakura was not even touching his member, but there was no denying that Konoha's finest ninja was getting a hard on. Kakashi knew is that this was much better than his Icha Icha. As much he was horny, his elite shinobi was scared out of his mind. I can't move. I can't move. I swear she has sharingan.
All he can do is watch.
She inched her way down till she sat on his hip bone, on top of the edge of his pants. Her full weight now her former sensei.
So close.
"Kakashi-sensei."
Can't talk. Nothing can come out of his mouth, but something can come out from his….
"Sensei..?" Sakura purred. Her voice broke his thoughts.
"Hm?" Kakashi grunted, trying to maintain his usual self. Though he was a man with few words, Kakashi literally had to force himself to respond to the woman on top of him.
Sakura was obviously not as perplexed as Kakashi, rather she was enjoying herself. She got off of her hands and found them caressing her neck. The young kunoichi cocked her head back, allowing to touch herself more. Her fingers tailed off from her neck down to the valley of her breasts. The strips of cloth were still covering her bosom, sticking to her like second skin. Being wet from the battle, it didn't make much of a difference, her peaks were apparent. Like she really gave a damn. The kunoichi's index fingers teasingly traced her nipples. Sakura then took her hands and gently pushed her breasts together, creating a more obvious cleavage for the man she was on top of. Her hands journeyed lower from her creamy abs till her apex met his pelvis.
His eyes followed her hands. Her eyes watched him watch her.
Sakura began trailing her fingers up Kakashi's chest, admiring his handiwork. With her right, she walked her index and middle finger up each and every ab. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six abs. Her left hand followed, caressing his washboard with her palm. Kakashi couldn't help but flex. The delicate touch of her finger tips and palm made his skin twitch. Sakura continued to study Kakashi. Her hands explored the shinobi's pecks, his lats, his obliques. She watched her hands explore the man beneath her. Kakashi was following her hands too, till he couldn't watch no more.
The kunoichi's hands snaked their way on Kakashi's neck. Sakura's left paused on the side his throat, her right continued to move up.
He couldn't move still. Kakashi blinked. He blinked to look at Sakura. Sakura gazed in return. She smirked.
Her right fingers started to coax the face of the one-eyed sharingan user. Only the tips of her fingernails oh-so-delicately stoked Kakashi's jaw from one side to another. Her digits then started tracing the outer corners of his lips. Not even realizing, Kakashi mouth was open, dry. His body now reacting on its own. Kakashi's mind was lagging.
Oh yeah…I'm not wearing my mask.
"One-gai…" Sakura pleaded.
"Hm…?" Kakashi answered.
"One-gai, Kakashi-sensei," she continued to beg. "Take this ache away……"
Sakura's hands abandoned Kakashi's throat and face and took his left hand. She led the shinobi's fingers to her face.
What is she doing?
Before he can even think about the possible answers, the rosette hair lady put Kakashi's left index finger in her small, pouted mouth. Her mouth was hot, alluring. Her teeth, teasing. Her tongue, magnificent. Kami only knows what else she can do with those weapons. Well, Kakashi was learning off hand. She lapped her tongue repeatedly and suckled on Kakashi's digit repeatedly. She took turns closing her lips around him and subtly biting him. The kunoichi slipped his finger in her mouth till his first knuckle. She took it out, only to push his digit back in, deeper till the second knuckle. Sakura pulled Kakashi's finger out, again to put it in till the third knuckle.
The motion, unbearable.
If my finger was my...
Kakashi's thoughts were again interrupted by her commanding tongue. After taking playing with his finger with her mouth, Sakura finish his digit off with a couple of kisses on his knuckles and on his finger tip. Kakashi was guessing what the girl on top of him was going to do next.
Is she going to add another finger to her mouth?
Incorrect.
Still authoritative, Sakura guided Kakashi's hands from her mouth down to her neck. Regaining conscious of the situation, the shinobi started to participate in her game. Kakashi loosened up. His calloused hand drifted down her elongated neckline. Kakashi started drawing with his fingers, her hands slowly giving up control. The touch made the kunoichi catch her breath. With her hands on his left, Sakura navigated his hand further down her dewy body. It was when their hands reached her chest, he made another move. Kakashi boldly cupped her right breast. He hesitated, not knowing where Sakura wanted to be touched. She didn't move. The Konoha ninja lingered his palm over her peak and drew circles with her nipple. Both of her hands drop of her sides
Her chest rose up. Her breathing fastened. Her eyes closed.
The former teacher was now jealous of his hand. Wishing it was his mouth, Kakashi grew even more courageous and lightly squeezed her perky bosom. It was then Sakura propped her head and grabbed his left hand once more.
"Play with me," Sakura she pleaded. "Right here." She steered his hands away from her breast down to her core.
Back to square one, Kakashi froze when his fingers touched her pussy. And for a moment, he wanted to get up and run. I'M FEELING UP MY FORMER STUDENT. I'M TOUCHING HER CLIT.
As if she sensed his anticipation, she responded, "One-gai, Kakashi-sensei."
I'm not your sensei, Kakashi was bothered by that, but no longer bothered by the fact that he was messaging Sakura's pleasure spot. He tickled and played her core with his thumb. He teasingly glided this digit over her, stroking with the tip of his nail till where his thumb connected with his palm. Sakura's hip convulsed. She was waiting for that moment. Her ache was beginning to disappear as Kakashi coaxed her pussy, fulfilling her arousal.
But it wasn't enough.
Kakashi started getting used to tantalizing the woman getting on top of him when he was interrupted. Sakura shift her weight till she was no longer sitting on him. He stopped massaging her.
There was no way she's bailing out on me. He was wrong again.
Instead, the pink haired lady transferred her weight in order to move his pants, to remove his pants.
"Kakashi" Sakura purred. "It's not fair. I'm little aching…And these are in the way." She tugged on his pants. If was difficult for the little kunoichi to get rid of those ugly, baggy pants. For one, they were saturated, and glued onto Kakashi's skin. Second, well, his boner was preventing her from freeing it from the constricting clothing. Like that really stopped her. Finally after a little battle, Sakura won the fight against the pants and shrugged it down to his ankles, making Kakashi's evidence of arousal slap his lower abdomen.
Kakashi's eyes grew larger in disbelief.
Did Sakura just pull my pants off? Holy shit, I'm looking at my dick. Oh my God, Sakura is…Sakura is…
Sakura wrapped her fingers around his dick. Even with her two hands, Kakashi's member was too big. No matter, even better. She kept her hands in place, her burning, wet pussy supporting his taught balls. She was sitting before his erection. Sakura stared at his cock. Her eyes absolutely glued to it.
She found what can alleviate the pain she had.
Her mouth opened, thirsting for him. Her lips were then forced together by the grin. Kakashi stared at her. His mouth, open. He couldn't help but continue to gawk. Sakura blink and slowly met his eyes. A deep stare. The genius ninja couldn't fathom what her next move was going to be. The shinobi had been unsuccessful at guessing the kunoichi's moves. But for crying out loud, Kakashi was distracted by the fact that Sakura was holding his enlarged penis.
She shifted again, only to place his mushroom cap at her entrance.
So close.
She stopped.
That's not fair.
"Kakashi," Sakura called out his name.
I can't speak. Kakashi couldn't control himself. He couldn't respond, he was busy trying hard not to thrust his hips. His eyes fixated on the girl's chartreuse eyes, fixated on the girl who he was about to fill up. Sakura's eyes were fixed at his in return
Before he felt her moist entrance envelop his dick, she called out his name again
"Kakashi"
Yes!
"Kakashi!"
More! Put it in
"KAKASHI!!!!"
Kakashi blinked. Before he knew it, his pants were back on.
What's going on!?!
Sakura was shouting his name…But not for the reason he had hoped for.
Kakashi blinked again to look at Sakura. Her eyes weren't yearning for him, not anymore.
The two Konoha's ninjas stared at each other. Both tired. Both hurt. Both in disbelief. Sakura was still on top of him. Both blinked and Kakashi's eyes drifted to Sakura's totally exposed crotch.
The tied washed in. The water rushed around Kakashi's body and Sakura's limbs.
His eyes were fixed at her crotch.
She watched Kakashi stare at her womanhood.
Oh my God, I forgot to wear panties…
…Is Kakashi looking at my…
It was too late. Sakura totally gave her former sensei the longest 30 second exhibition. So how do you respond to that, knowing that you have pinned the respected Kakashi with the circumstance that your tits and pussy are practically in his face? Sakura has studied, practiced and grew to be a fine kunoichi, but surely her shishou had not taught her how to handle this situation.
If only he was a stranger, I wouldn't care.
If only she was a stranger, I wouldn't care.
Why did it matter? It's not like they had fee-
"KAKASHI!!!!!" Sakura finally squealed.
Kakashi finally blinked to meet her eyes.
She quickly dismounted off and crouched right of her former sensei. Her arms used to cover both of her breasts. Her fists, joined together at the wet, clumpy sand to hide her twat, like that really mattered.
Sakura couldn't just run away.
Both ninjas couldn't shake off what just happened in a snap. Kakashi was going to have one hell of a time getting Sakura's sexy body off of his mind. And Sakura was gong to have an even harder time ignoring the enormous erection Kakashi had behind his soaking, wet, black pants. She was staring.
"SAKURA!!!" Kakashi interrupted her staring. Crap! What do I do with this boner? She's looking.
"Sakura!" He repeated her name, trying to gain composure of the situation.
"I'm sorry" Sakura replied. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" She flooded Kakashi with questions.
Kakashi quickly got up and turned around, his back towards Sakura. She was still crouching. He was obviously trying to hide his boner from her. He was trying not to stare at her either. The shinobi looked up in the clear sky. The moon. The full moon. She was looking at it before they started to fight.
"That's why you were looking at the sky," Kakashi stated in his usual monotone voice.
Sakura blinked a couple of times. She then understood what direction Kakashi was turning to. The kunoichi eased up, knowing that he was making an effort not to make both of them feel uncomfortable.
"Hai," Sakura nodded and turned to the moon. "I figured this was the only thing to calm me down. You know, some idiot with an ugly fish mask got in my way when I was tryin' to get close to Karou."
"Ouch," Kakashi was hurt.
"Not only that, the same idiot followed me here while I was trying to figure my next move to complete this mission," Sakura's humor and sassiness started up.
"And you ended up pinning that idiot down," Kakashi finished her sentence.
Silence. Awkward silence as the two started to envision what had happened, and both were not visualizing it pg-13 style.
"I never thought that my former student would almost beat me," Konoha's finest ninja broke the silence.
His words took a while for her to process. What do you mean almost beat him? The hell…
"What you do you mean 'almost beat you," Sakura huffed. "You know that I had you-"
She cut her words. Sakura did not want to steer their conversation into the gutter again.
"Your wounds," she corrected herself. "Let me heal them for you." Sakura scrounged up enough esteem and stood up, still behind Kakashi, Kakashi still looking at the moon. Her shirt nearly, completely torn, the kunoichi used whatever was left to cover her breasts. The bottom half of Sakura's attire was long enough to cover her private parts when she got up, but it was another story if she dares squat over people or kick'em for that matter.
Finally erection free, Kakashi slowly turned around and grinned at Sakura.
"We had enough fun for the night." Kakashi concluded. He rose his left fist to her, he had something in his hand. After being queued, Sakura stuck her right hand.
"I think this belongs to you," he said, almost playfully. It was Sakura's top he had ripped off right before the fight ended. "Sorry I tore your shirt."
"It's fine," Sakura laughed lightly. "I tore yours…" Her mind drifted off as she grabbed the remnants of her shirt. Something wasn't right.
Then it clicked.
Holy shit, Kakashi has no mask.
It was too good to be true. After all these years of failed elaborate plans and traps, after all those years of pondering what's behind that elusive mask, after all those years of mystery, Sakura finally got to see Kakashi maskless.
Seeing Kakashi's face is like seeing Sasuke smiling. And it was too good to be true. Sakura was so stunned, she didn't know how to respond. She couldn't respond. There they were, under the full moon, feet wet from the coming tides, and Kakashi facing her, smirking at her.
The inner Sakura was dancing like there was no tomorrow.
Now, Kakashi was already hot to begin with. Just his mismatched eyes and his naturally shaggy, silver hair made most of Konoha's women swoon. But after seeing his complete face, Sakura realized that no women will ever be ready to see all of him—his face that is. Kakashi's flowly hair, and doggied eyes was accompanied with a sharply bridged nose. It stood, protruding the farthest away from the face. It wasn't extraordinarily big, but his nose was not to be ignored. He had one of those noses that wouldn't let you kiss him face to face, more like he would have to tilt his neck to one side to accommodate any smooch. Kakashi's cheek bones were high. They were also symmetrical and perky which gave him a soft touch. His cheek bones are followed by his wide and dominant jaw. Unlike his cheeks, the shinobi's jawbone was squared, intense and sharp. Those lips though. Oh those lips. I wouldn't go so far to say they were Angelia Jolie like, but they had a pout to it. His lower lip was full, luscious, the kind where you would just want to slightly suck and bite if you kissed him. Kakashi's upper lip greatly contributed to his handsomeness, and it would slightly disappear when he grinned. His skin was clear and sun kissed, though Sakura wouldn't understand how it would be since he always wore the darn thing. But his whole face was evenly tanned, not pasty or orange-like, just perfect like the color of toasted white bread. Traces of stubble lingered his jaw and his at his upper lip, contributing to his masculine appearance. And to top it off, it was evident that Kakashi had small dimples on both sides of his mouth.
Kami was in a very good mood when they made Kakashi.
Kakashi sensed that Sakura was looking at his newly exposed face.
Wow, lots of things were definitely being exposed.
"My hotel room is nearby," Kakashi was amused when Sakura broke her stare at his face. "Perhaps we should rest up the night. There are things I need to ask you."
Sakura nodded. Both now stood face to face. Their gaze was then disrupted by a third person. An old woman had appeared to start her early morning walk and apparently found the two ninjas on the beach.
"Get a room," the old lady shouted and continued her route.
Still dirty, still panting from the fight, still tired, still nearly naked, the two Konoha ninjas noticed that, yeah, they did look like they had rough sex on the beach.
Too bad they really didn't.
Sakura looked down to the sand, while Kakashi coughed.
"Let's go," Kakashi declared.
The morning air started to blow. The moon was still shinning, but the sun wanted its turn to the sky. He waited for the kunoichi to take a couple steps ahead of him before she turned around to him.
"Both of us are not the best dressed." Kakashi stated. "It would be more comfortable if we don't walk side by side."
More like I don't want you see my boner again.
Sakura nodded again, understanding his logic. After all that happened, both quietly, and peacefully strolled to Kakashi's hotel. It wasn't far from the beach, only three blocks away.
The two ninjas' appearances were too good to be true. Upon passing the front desk, the concierge, and the bell boy, Kakashi and Sakura found themselves in an awkward situation again.
"Woah, those two couldn't make it to the room," the bell boy audibly whispered to the lady behind the desk.
Kakashi and Sakura glared at the naïve boy. Both were too damn tired to care. They just kept walking till they finally reached the room. And before the door closed behind them, the same bell boy had the balls open his mouth once more.
"You guys better keep it down."
Along the beach, the old woman continued her brisk walk. The moon started to sink into the water, while the morning sun began to warm up the sand. Another day. The old woman looked upon the rising sun and smiled devilishly.
"My, my," the old lady talked to herself. "Things are going to get interesting here."
The old lady's body was then covered by a poof of smoke, only to reveal a woman in a purple, knee-length fitted dress, her face covered with a mask of a rabbit. The lady strolled off and continued to wear her evil smile.
Yes…Yes, things are going to be interesting…
To be continued...
So yeah, love it. Hate it. Whatever dude. I thought it was boring. But it will usher in more good stuff (both lemon and plot) hopefully. Please leave any comments, critiques, and suggestions. They are always appreciated.
