After 2 weeks:

"Hey, come in the room I have to remove your bandages."

"Can't you do it later." Kakashi said lazily.

"Can't, I have to go shopping with Anko."

"What for?"

"To pick out clothes for the blind date she forced me in."

"What?" Kakashi's back straightened, looking at her with his eye filled with shock and…. jealousy?

Hanare's mouth opened a little to question about the emotion, but quickly closed her mouth back again. Her brows knitted into a curious frown before putting on a cool façade.

"Yeah." Hanare answered, attempting to sound nonchalant.

"Don't go." Kakashi's voice firm with a hint of pleading in it.

"I already promised him."

"Tell him you got in an accident."

"No, he'd figure that lie out in two seconds."

"Tell him you're a man."

"Kakashi…"

'I mean come on, you barely know this guy and you're going on a date with him!?"

"It's not that bad! Stop it okay! I'm going on this date and that is final!"

"…Fine." Kakashi slouched on the sofa, his voice void of emotion.

"God why is he so jealous?" Hanare taught.

"Wait, he's jealous!?" Her mind raced.

"OMG he is jealous! Does that mean he likes me!?"

Hanare looked at the Copy Ninja, staring into space, his eyes battling with the emotions anger and disappointment.

Hanare covered her mouth, her mind racing through all the feelings she suppressed for him, she took a deep breath and composed herself.

"This is not the time to be thinking about this, you can think about it when you get home." Hanare instructed herself.

She took a few deep breaths before mustering up some courage, she said:

"Kakashi, Come inside the room."

"…"

"Kakashi?"

"….."

"Kakashi!" Hanare raised her voice.

"…Huh?" Kakashi jumped a little, as if the spell was broken.

"Come inside the room."

"But I like the couch."

"Get your ass over here right now!"

"Ahhh, use more feminine vocabulary please."

Hanare pouted, a frown visible on her face.

"Kakashi, I'm going to count until 3, and if you're not here by then, I'm coming over and ripping the bandages straight from your body!"

"But…"

"1…."

'But I want to sit here and learn more about the road to success."

"2…"

"I want to sit here and encapsulate myself to rethink the journey of my life."

"3!"

"Okay okay I'm coming, you know you're pretty fierce for someone who's suppose to nurse me back to health."

'It's the only way I can make you do stuff." Hanare rolled her eyes.

Kakashi sat on the bed and Hanare began peeling of the bandages, starting from the head. When she got close Hanare felt her face warming up, you'd think after all the things they've been through Hanare would've gotten use to the close contact with the man by now. Nope, Hanare was still shy whenever the silver haired man would come closer to her.

When Hanare was checking the stiches on Kakashi's arm she felt his gaze on him, Hanare slowly looked up to meet his eye.

"Does….does you're head still hurt?"

"Not anymore."

"Really?" She reached up to touch the wounded area and Kakashi flinched.

"HAHAH! Liar liar pants on fire!"

"My pants look pretty fine to me."

"Baka!"

After she was finished with his arm, she moved on to his chest, her cheeks turn a soft pink. It must have been the millionth time she blushed from the first day she started spending time with Kakashi, and her fair skin made the pink tone stand out even more on her cheeks.

"Turn around and lie on your stomach, the bandages for your torso end there."

"Why don't I just sit down and make my back face you?"

"I need a straight back to work on the stitches."

"Why don't I just stand up?"

"It's hard for me to work." Hanare rolled her brown eyes. "Can you just lie on your stomach?"

"Fine." Kakashi began to turn around. "AHH!" Kakashi groaned in pain when he twisted his sides.

"Okay don't turn around!" Hanare yelled, her voice filled with worry.

"You're sides are not completely healed yet." Hanare said, inspecting him.

"What now?" Kakashi said, leaning his weight on his palms.

Hanare thought long an hard, an idea came into her mind, she pushed it away, but it just kept coming back.

Hanare sighed defeated. "K-Kakashi, I'm sorry if this makes you uncomfortable or anything, but it's the only way I can think of right now…"

"Hey go for it, I don't mind."

"Okay…"

Slowly, Hanare climbed on Kakashi, her legs one on each side of his waist, she gently sat on him.

Kakashi's eyes widen a fraction at the gesture.

Hanare reached her arms around his chest and began searching for the end of the bandage, She felt Kakashi's heartbeat.

It was so fast.

Both of them stayed silent, not uttering as single word, Hanare heard Kakashi's steady breathing, and Kakashi felt Hanare's rapid heartbeat.

After fiddling around at the end of the bandage, trying to undo it, Hanare's neck started to ache, and she couldn't risk using a pair of scissors because the bandages were wrapped tight that a little slip of hand would hurt Kakashi, and the posture they're in right now was not very helpful either.

"Mmm…" Hanare twisted her head a little, attempting to relieve it of it's misery. Suddenly he pulled her head down towards him, her neck landed on his shoulder, Kakashi tilted her head so it would lean on his.

Hanare's neck suddenly felt a lot better.

After she took off the old bandage, she reached for a new one, cutting the bandage shorter, as his chest is healing now. Hanare felt cold without the warmth of Kakashi's body. She got what she needed and went back to the exact same position, it wasn't awkward, it wasn't uncomfortable, in fact, Hanare felt natural, like they have been doing this for their whole lives, Kakashi felt calm and comforted by her presence, her head leaning against his, her body pressed against him.

"Done.' Hanare said in a soft voice, without looking up, Hanare pulled away from Kakashi, still sitting on his waist, she noticed a certain dark cloth hanging from her hair.

"What the-" Hanare held the black cloth in her hand, examining it and gasped, realizing what it was, and quickly looked up.

Kakashi felt her gaze on him, and looked up, to see her holding a black mask, gaping at him with wide eyes.

He realized what was going on, causing his Sharingan eye to snap open in shock, but he can't move his hands to slap it over his mouth.

Or he is it because he didn't want to.

"Do I want her to see my face?" Kakashi thought.

Hanare let out a little gasp she was trying so hard to contain, but in the sight of this pure perfection in front of her, nothing can be sealed. His bare face. His nude pink lips were thin, but a little pouty at the same time, that strong jaw and fair skin. His tall nose and sharp eyes, and this is just a guess, but Hanare pictured him with dimples. His mouth was slightly ajar letting Hanare have a glimpse of his perfect teeth, the scar on his left eye was a symbol, it was unique, only Kakashi. Hanare couldn't resist what she was about to do next, slowly, she reached out and stroked his cheek, the skin impossibly soft and tender, smooth and silky.

Both of them just stared at each other, not moving a muscle, afraid it would break the spell cast upon them.

Hanare was to first one snap out of her trance, then, summoning all her inner resolve, she pulled back looked down, breaking their gaze. She gazed back and forth between the mask and his face before turning red, she bowed her head down and apologized frantically.

"G-GOMEN GOMEN!"

Kakashi didn't move, he just sat there, rooted to the spot. He didn't reach out to take the mask, he didn't push her away, and his hands did not fly to his mouth, covering the skin that everyone was so curious to see for years.

He did something else.

He cupped her cheeks and pulled her down, capturing her lips with his. Hanare's eyes widen in shock, the feeling of having the incredibly soft lips of the man pressed gently on hers was something words could not have described. Unfamiliar emotions jumbled inside Hanare, and an electric current was sent straight down her spine. Hanare, as a spy, had seduced many men, but the feeling with Kakashi was different.

It was special.

She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck, his arms snaked around his waist, and with a little push, Hanare gently push him down onto the bed, the soft surface contrasted with Kakashi's muscular back. Softly, Hanare lied on Kakashi's body, liplocking with each other. The kiss went on for some time. Hanare pulled back a little when his tongue came out to poke the middle of her lips, but resumed back, turning it into a full French kiss.

Their tongues danced in a slow rhythm, then slowly, they started getting more aggressive.

Kakashi turned their positions around, causing him to be on top this time, he groaned a little at the sharp pain on his sides but didn't break the kiss. He cupped her left cheek with one hand and the other one supporting his upper torso's weight. Hanare wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, exploring every part of his cool mouth, she burned with desire. Hanare let out a small moan as Kakashi trailed his lips down her neck, bitting it gently before continuing nibbling down to her collarbones. Hanare's hands ran through his wild silvery hair and he reached up to claim her lips again. After kissing for god knows how long, they finally broke off, panting heavily, Kakashi buried his head on the crook of her neck.

"Don't go." He whispered softly.

Hanare's eyes widen. "Wh-what?"

"Don't go on that date."

"W-why?"

"I just don't want him near you, look Hanare, I don't know why, but you make my heart beat fast, and these few days I couldn't stop thinking about you, please, don't go. Don't leave me."

Hanare heartbeat increased rapidly as she locked her wide eyes on the ceiling, shocked by Kakashi's confession.

Slowly she came back to her senses and smiled. She pulled Kakashi and pressed her lips against his. They began in just an innocent little kiss to a slow, passionate one, both of them conveying their emotions through the movement of their lips, He pulled back and leaned in with their noses touching and looked into a big, brown doe-like eyes.

"So you like me?" Kakashi asked cautiously.

"Mm hm."

Hanare's plump lips curved into a bright smile.

Kakashi huffed out a breath a relief and his lips too, twisted into an innocent, shy smile.

"Wow, you do have dimples." Hanare said while stroking his cheek.

"Ahhh…. It's embarrassing." Kakashi blushed slightly.

Hanare giggled and rose up to kiss his cheek.

Kakashi pressed his lips against hers and began trailing down till her neck. Biting it, leaving a mark, "You belong to me." He mumbled in a low voice against her skin. Kakashi's hot breath against her neck sent a bolt of lust down her spine, his hands trailed underneath her shirt, caressing her flat stomach, Kakashi pulled her shirt over her head. The sudden coldness hitting her skin without the fabric was quickly replaced by Kakashi's warmth. Slowly he nibbled downwards, stopping in the middle of her chest, biting the fabric of the irritating bra before continuing lower, Hanare's body burned with pleasure, her hand reached his, intertwining their fingers as they focus only on themselves, trapped in their little world of love and passion.

A.N AHHH I think this is really fast owo Slight lemon in the next chapter so read with caution! I think I am taking their relationship too fast….. I don't know any thing about relationships so tell me what do you think in the reviews! :DD Thank you for reading and reviewing :DD