Chapter 8
It was a few days from Valentine's Day, and Sakura could feel the pressure to find a date for Ino's ball no matter where she went. At the hospital all the giddy
nurses where neglecting their patients because they were so busy talking about the color of their dresses, their hair styles, or their dates. On her way home from
work, Sakura nearly got trampled by all the excited shoppers and couples roaming the streets.
"This is ridiculous!" thought Sakura as she ducked into the nearest safe haven. The bar was unsurprisingly empty that night. "Safe at last." said Sakura aloud. "I
don't know if I'm gonna be able to make it home." she continued while looking out of the bar's doors. "Who cares about stupid Valentine's Day anyway! I mean it's
just a stupid ploy to get people's money!" "Exactly." said a familiar voice. Sakura turned around to see her former teacher hunched over at the bar. With cup in
hand, he continued, "There's no need for all of this. If a person is in love, they should show it all year round not just on one day."
Sakura was surprised to see her former teacher and was even more surprised to hear him speak so openly about his feelings for the upcoming holiday. "So you
hate Valentine's Day too Kakashi sensei?" said Sakura. "Yep." said the silver ninja patting the barstool next to him. Sakura sat down next to her former teacher
feeling like their meeting was little odd. "Another sake" ordered Kakashi. The bartender quickly placed the drink and cup in front of Sakura. "Oh I don't usually
drink Kakashi sensei. Maybe I should just get a coke or something." "Oh live a little Sakura." coaxed Kakashi.
The pink ninja couldn't help but be tickled a little by the inebriated man next to her. This was a surreal moment for Sakura. The most calm and sober minded man
in Konoha sat sloshed right next to her. His visible eye was glassy, he didn't look to stable on his stool, and he was more talkative than she had ever known him to
be. Sakura didn't know what happening, but she had nothing else to do that night. Why not drink with her former teacher and gripe about her least favorite
holiday.
Hours and hours went by. Bottle after of bottle of sake was ingested. And the two drunkards were eventually ushered out of the closing bar. The streets of Konoha
were empty except for the two swaying figures of Hatake Kakashi and Haruno Sakura. After nearly toppling over mailboxes, fire hydrants, and flat cracks on
sidewalks, the pair decided to lock arms to stable each other.
"Where are we (hic) going Kakashi sensei?" asked the wobbly little ninja "(hic) Home." choked out the large man on her arm. "But my home is not over here."
Sakura said while trying to pull her former teacher to the left. "I live this way." "But (hic) I live this way." said the silver ninja pulling the small woman to the right.
"But I don't want to go to your apartment. (hic) I want to go to mine." she protested. "What's wrong with my apartment (hic)? I think it's pretty nice." defended
Kakashi. "Yeah?" "Yeah." "Okay sensei. I'll go home with you." "Now that's (hic) more like it." said Kakashi as the pair swayed in the direction of his apartment.
Kakashi propped Sakura up against the wall as he got his key from under the brick under his welcome mat. He helped the sliding woman off the ground and the
two walked arm and arm into his apartment. (It's a good thing it was so late at night or this would have been a very odd sight for anyone who knew the two ninja.)
Once inside the apartment Kakashi quickly shed his outer layers revealing his navy blue boxer briefs. Sakura sat wide eyed on the couch and watched the
impromptu strip tease. "I wish I had some singles." said Sakura as the silver ninja threw his clothes into a pile on his living room floor. "My turn." said Sakura
trying to stand up without falling. First off went her red dress. Then her boots were the next items to go. Finally Sakura shed her last layer of clothing, her black
shorts, leaving the pink ninja standing in her pale pink bra and matching panties. Kakashi stood speechless for a moment and took in the sight of the small, nearly
naked woman, before him.
"Sakura." was all the silver ninja could say as his manhood began to stiffen. "I'm sleepy." blurted out Sakura not noticing the way her former teacher was staring
at her. "I'm going to bed." she continued trying to make it to Kakashi's bedroom without falling. "Wait Sakura. Let's go together." reasoned the rapidly sobering
silver ninja.
Sakura flopped on Kakashi's bed and moved over to give him room to get in. The silver ninja stood over his former student and soaked in every bit of what he saw.
Sakura eyelids began to get heavier and heavier. She looked up to see the boxer brief clad Kakashi standing and staring at her. An involuntary smile crept over
Sakura's face. "Why are you smiling?" asked the confused yet intrigued Kakashi. "I like what I see." blushed the pink ninja as her eyes strolled up and down the
muscular man before her. Kakashi couldn't help but smile at the attractive young woman in his bed. He slowly bent towards her open arms and was sweetly
enclosed in them.
Their eyes were locked on each others. Their legs were intertwined. Kakashi slowly moved towards those soft lips he often fantasized about. Just before he could
reach her lips, Sakura stopped him. "Silly Kakashi sensei." giggled the pink ninja. "What?" asked the confused ninja. "How can you kiss me with that mask on?" she
laughed. The pair laughed for a moment, and then Kakashi lifted his hand to pull off his mask. Sakura tried to keep her eyes from closing. She had always wanted
to see Kakashi sensei maskless, and now was her chance.
Finally rid of the hot mask, Kakashi moved in to kiss Sakura. Her lips were as soft as he had imagined, but there was no passion behind them. He open his eyes to
see Sakura's eyes still closed. "Sakura. Sakura." A little snore came from the little woman in his arms. "She's asleep?" thought the disappointed ninja. "I guess I
should get some sleep too." thought Kakashi as he grabbed his mask and put it back on. After taking one last stare at the pink ninja in his arms, the woozy ninja
let sleep overtake him.
