Last chapter :)
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Chapter Seven:
Sakura managed three days of avoiding her apartment and thus, by extension, her neighbour upstairs.
The hospital was her safety ground; she slept in the on call room, worked harder than ever, ate the terrible cafeteria food and washed in the chemical showers. She managed three full days before Tsunade stomped into the poisons lab and told Sakura non-too-politely to stop working and go home. Sakura protested that she was titrating a stimulant to a rare and deadly poison, but the Hokage threatened to personally remove her from the hospital building if she didn't put down the vial in the next three seconds. Something along the lines of 'my hospital is not a hotel for employees, go home and stop scaring the interns' was spoken.
So Sakura complied, but the second she stepped into her apartment, she had the few seconds of downtime she had been avoiding that alerted her to the fact that she still had Kakashi's chakra buzzing around inside her. She blamed the lightning type, nobody else's chakra would last this long. As rare as it was, lightening chakra had never been tested for long term effects on healing agents in the body. She was hardly going to enter herself into a medical journal now though.
But the fizz of his electric chemicals running her body like a playground also made her aware of her reluctance to remove the chakra herself. Her hormones had been unsatisfied for three nights and she was still beating with the manufactured lust in her body.
She decided a shower could only help, a shower with her own shampoos and conditioners. Her own body wash to fill the air instead of the chemical cleaner she had been forced to use by stubbornness.
Of course, when she stepped naked out of the shower, and caught her reflection in the mirror, the little voice inside her head suggested she take care of her own problem herself. To replace her neighbours chakra, for example, with her own.
She'd always been taught to never, ever use the pleasure as undiluted as Kakashi did by error, but obviously it had no repercussions. Would there be any harm in doing this herself? She doubted it. If his chakra misguidedly did that to herself, when she knew what she was doing and where to target, could she get herself even higher?
Like a child with fireworks, she glanced around the room she knew to be empty, and drew across the curtains that nobody could have a vantage point to look through so she could explore her new toy. She summoned the chakra with the same percentage she usually used and instantly felt the effects as she laid on the bed with a rush of pleasure shooting through her, she drew her fingers through the slickness between her legs and pumped a single finger into her wet channel.
What would it be like if she increased it just that little more? She tried it and instantly moaned. It raced her body quicker, it was more potent, it was spinning her head and it was promising to be the greatest orgasm ever.
Just a little higher maybe?
Could she orgasm by chakra alone? Kakashi had certainly made it feel so, with just a little aimed direction, could she be sent to utter bliss by chakra?
Before she could manage to summon the chakra her body went stiff at the sound of the fire alarm.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" she howled aloud.
She had no time to do anything but pull on some sweats and throw a shirt over her body. She grabbed a coat to put on as she ran the stairs, but she could feel her endless juices streaming down her thigh, she could feel the cotton against her pebbled nipples and it was enticing her further.
She stumbled on one of the steps, but managed to right herself with the handrail under her palm.
Every nerve ending in her body was screaming with delight and she felt on the edge of a knock out orgasm.
Hands caught her at the bottom of the stairs and she moaned at the contact. She snapped her eyes to find her upstairs neighbour had once again taken an interest in her. She pushed herself away from him and out of the building into the cold air.
He followed her.
He said nothing as he leaned against the wall next to her, his perverted book in front of him. Even just the scent of his skin was enough to spike her hormones.
She needed to filter them out before she was caught rubbing herself up against him.
Her hands tried to be as discreet as possible as she ran chakra over her taking off the edge.
She managed to control the very tip of her desire before the copy nin was in front of her, both of her hands caught in one of his, the book in the other one.
"You know if you needed assistance, you could have just come upstairs." But his hand held firm, stopping her from completing her task of removing the lust. "Seems a waste to remove it from your system when you spent so long experimenting with different percentages." Her eyes lashed at him.
"Pervert." she accused. "Stop spying on me."
"You still have my chakra in you." He made it seem like she was all the more so more perverted for not instantly ridding herself of it.
"Doesn't mean I owe you anything. Keep your eye off my apartment."
"My chakra, my orgasm." It was darkly spoken, a threat almost and in time with the landlord announcing the fire alarm had been set off on the fifth floor, she realised Kakashi had been the one to interrupt her. He released her hands but stood behind her, very clear that he would intervene if she tried again, he wanted to be the one responsible for her orgasm and he wasn't going to let her do anything about it.
"You're a bastard." she growled under her breath, aware of other tenants around them.
"And you smell like sex." he continued, his nose inhaling deeply. "I bet even now your juices are running down your legs. No panties, no bra. Everyone within a mile of you could tell what you've been doing." Sakura lanced her eyes around, hoping his words were a lie. Nobody seemed to be staring. "And with a few hand symbols I can have you kneeling before me in front of all of them, calling out my name."
"Kakashi." A warning.
"Hn, just like that."
"Go back to your whores of Konoha." she hissed spitefully.
"Why? I've got someone right underneath me, begging for some satisfaction. Perhaps I'm the only one actually fit to satisfy you." he mused. Kakashi had a point, match wise, he was not intimidated by her, not challenged, not needing to prove his strength or abilities. He understood her work schedule and commitments. He knew the risks she took and the stress she had. He had no issue with the crazy hours. And, well, he knew what he was doing with women. Most of the time.
"I could kill you without a trace you know." Poisons aside, she could stop a heart with a push of chakra.
"Likewise." he purred, his free hand obscured from view as it slipped under the coat and rested over a firmly toned buttock. Not doing anything, just resting, but it was enough to make her close her eyes in bliss. His touch was perfect.
"3 minutes 58 seconds." Mr Utamagi spoke, shocking her eyes open and refocussing her mind. Her landlord was staring at the newest occupant of the building. "Are you fire retardant? Immune to harm? Impervious to damage? Do you have a guardian angel looking out for your every move? Can you risk your life freely?" As usual, the newest recruit got the full wind of the speech. "Perhaps you cannot read? Did you not find time in the 95 hours you have been living in this building to read the tenancy agreement you signed? It clearly states the fire alarm procedure, and yet here we are, looking at a resident that should by all means be burnt to a crisp in a real fire."
Sakura winced, she remembered the first time she witnessed this speech, it still scared her, and the old landlord was completely civilian, no power at all, yet he had konoha's superior defenders in the palm of his hand.
Kakashi just grinned behind the pinkette. He'd had the experience of working with the current meat being chewed and grilled. The man worked with fire jutsu's like you wouldn't believe, he could wield flames to do almost anything, but here he was, cowering before the elderly owner with a rant about fire alarm. Not that he could get a word in edgeways. "Now, let's have a look if the rest of my residents are as stupid as you?" Mr Utamagi turned to the console by the doors which scanned the apartment block for any heat signatures, human or elemental. It came back empty, as expected. "Would you look at that? Just you." He lifted his thick eyebrows to the taller nin. "Next time, you will be out in 2 minutes. This is not a game young man."
"Hai." With a salute, the boy embraced his humiliation and the alarm silenced, allowing the residents back into the building.
Sakura stepped out, but Kakashi was right behind her, his words sailing to her ear, the book and mask covering him from ever being seen as soft towards her.
"You want to sort out your problem, you know where I am." And with hand signals, he was out and away from the building in a puff of smoke. The residents merely rolled their eyes at his smoke and carried on walking through it. Sakura glared at it, perhaps longer than necessary.
With the fear that Kakashi would intervene on her play sessions, Sakura encouraged herself to bed. Of course, an hour into sleep, there was an all-too familiar noise above her.
"Really?" a giggle followed. "I don't know. I don't know much about nursing." A grunt came back with a reply, but Sakura couldn't make it out through the sleep. "Sure, I'll put on the outfit, give me a few seconds."
Sakura rolled over, intending to sleep through it. "You've been a bad patient, I've read your chart and you need a full physical." The voice came back.
A reply returned in a series of muffled words.
"Oh!" she suddenly exclaimed. "How dare you spank your nurse? I will punish you with an oral examination."
Sakura sat up, he had another bitch over. Despite telling him to find a playmate, her blood boiled with jealousy. He couldn't just go back to them, what about her?
"Are you kidding me?" Sakura growled at the ceiling, knowing he could hear. "I'm taking this as permission to get myself off and get you kicked out. Don't think I've forgot about your little dog."
"Oh, doggy style." Was all the reply she got via whatever lady was up there.
Then a softly mumbled sentence came in deep tones.
"You want it, come and get it." Sakura knew he spoke it directed at her.
There was no way she was surrendering first. The game was on again.
Sakura flipped the covers off her, putting her hands on her breasts over the pyjama top and squeezing the small breasts.
"You first." she whispered, knowing he would pick it up with his hearing.
"Show me what you got." he groaned out upstairs. No doubt his companion would be stripping at that cue. Not Sakura, she knew the double meaning.
"You think she can pleasure you?" Sakura began, teasing herself. "She can't make you scream out at nights, she can't manipulate your body like a chemistry show. She can barely fit brain cells between her ears. She's nothing more than an elaborate single use tissue."
"More." he grunted.
"I don't have to sell myself to you." she purred on her bed. "I've heard how little pleasure these women give you, you barely make more than a grunt or two. But I can read your body, I can give you a fight instead of a simple fuck or, I can play every single one of your pleasure points until you're a hot mess begging for me."
"Fuck me." he groaned above her.
"Oh yeah baby." his guest replied. "You wanna skip right ahead huh?"
"We both know they'll never look at your sharingan with anything but unease." Sakura continued. "We know your scars are going to scare them, and the mask you cherish is only going to bug them. So you need a nin to play with. Except you have the personality of an asshole, nobody is going to stand you that has to work with you."
"You need someone who knows what they're doing." he grumbled out above her. "Someone who can handle you like you should be."
"Oh yeah baby, I do." The guest replied unnecessarily.
"And you need to find some restraint instead of falling into the first women you see." she chastised. "So I'm gunna get myself off and get to sleep. Feel free to imagine my face on her."
"You feeling adventurous sweetheart?" Kakashi asked the women he was with.
"What we talking?" she replied dutifully.
"I learnt a new technique while travelling, it's a jutsu that can make you orgasm instantly." Sakura froze up, anger building under her hands.
"Oh my god, really? Yes, yes. Is it difficult?" the visitor was ecstatic.
"Not for me. I have great control. Do you wanna try? Last chance to change your mind."
Again, spoken for Sakura's benefit. But Sakura was shoving her arms into her dressing gown and storming out of her room. But instead of heading to Ino's, she was going upstairs. This was the line and the bastard was going to cross it. She did not show him that to use with every bedmate he took. It was theirs.
She didn't bother to knock on the door, just blasted the lock with a chakra punch and let herself in. She headed straight for the bedroom. The woman was holding half of a nurses outfit over her body whilst cowering in the corner against the presumed attack on the apartment. Kakashi was laid back on the bed like he was cockily expecting this.
"Get out." Sakura snapped at the woman.
"Who the hell are you? Oh my god, are you married?"
"I'm the one going to put a fist into your face if you don't get out." Sakura enunciated clearly. She waited until she was out and gone before turning back to him. He rose an eyebrow and remained stretched out on the bed like a buffet. "You wanna play?"
"Think I've already won."
"Really?" she grinned sickly and moved to the edge of the bed. He tensed for the fight she promised in her steps. He didn't have to wait long, she pushed aggressive chakra to cover her fists and pounced on him. As predicted, he dodged the overpowered fists and turned her onto her back, his fingers around her wrist. But her smile remained. "There was something about an instantaneous orgasm." And she pushed all 100% of the lust and pleasure chemicals into both of her hands, turning them and pressed them to his. All it needed was skin contact and they were racing into him, directed to the very sensors in his body that craved them.
He collapsed against her, a guttural sound dragged from him. His hips pistoned on top of her, resting in the cradle of her thighs. A moan, a groan and a shuddering grunt escaped him as she continued to pump the lust into his body.
They say that career nins never relax, that they can never let go fully, that at least 10% of them must be ready for an attack at any time, but this, the man currently dick deep in his semen coated pants, this man was 100% relaxed. Completely wrapped in his senses and the pleasure. Sakura slowly swapped her chakra to reduce his levels of lust back to normal.
"I win." Left her lips.
"Round one." he tagged onto her words, his voice rough and low. "I think I can still get you to scream my name." She felt his grin through the mask against his shoulder.
"You first." she challenged with a smile, ready for a night neither would forget.
This was intended to be the last chapter, but I had a few reviews after I posted this encouraging me to conclude things a bit better, so, click onwards and read the actual last chapter (for real this time).
