A/N: Soooooooo sorry for the extremely late update. I lost internet access, so I can write, but I can't upload. I had to use the library computer to upload this. I apologize! Enjoy!(:

Angry is an Understatement

An audible click filled the room as Sakura left, shutting the door. The sound of footsteps faded as the distance between her and the interrogation room increased. Her words rang through his mind. Was she serious? Was she just trying to push his buttons? Was she just trying to provoke a reaction from him? But if what she said is true, then why him? The porn addicted, stoic, mask wearing man, who happened to not only be older than her, but was her sensei. Surely their relationship would be taboo and arouse unhappy attention.

The longer her words played in his mind, the more he felt himself losing his cool. Hatake Kakashi. Sakura likes Kakashi. Sakura. Kakashi. His hands clenched into fists and stretched out repeatedly. His entire body trembled, his pulse quickened and his breathing grew shallow. His muscles grew visibly tense as he felt his temperature rising. It was as if he could feel his blood boiling within his veins.

Screams echoed throughout the halls. He began shaking, trying to jerk himself free of his shackles in order to hit something, break something, kill something, or even someone. This will not be accepted. I will have her all to myself. Even if I must take him out of the picture.

Sakura entered Tsunade's office with a triumphant smirk on her face. She definitely wanted to grind his gears, though she originally imagined doing so by flaunting her jonin status compared to his as a genin; however, this was much better. He was literally screaming in anger. This was gold.

Upon seeing the look on her apprentice's face, Tsunade grew a smirk of her own. "Torment him to your liking?"

"That's a bit of an understatement. He's beyond angry. I felt sort of bad doing it because he just got back, but that cocky bastard deserves what he got. Thinking he can go around believing I'll worship the very ground he walks on. As if! He'll be kissing the ground I walk on after I heal every bone in his body after I break them all. Slowly, and painfully for sure."

"You used to always tease me about being a sadist during our training, now look who the sadistic one is." She grinned and crossed her arms over her large chest.

She smiled brightly at her mentor and replied "They say I'm a spitting image of ya, you must've influenced me."

"Yeah, yeah." She waved her hand dismissively. "Tomorrow will be the meeting with the council to determine what the boy's punishment will be. Anything you wanna chime in before hand?"

"Well, he was being honest and cooperated, ya know, eventually. I think he should be on probation for about three years, and not be able to leave the city for two, and not have any chakra control for one. Obviously he should always be under ANBU supervision, but I think this will test his sincerity to being a Konoha nin."

The busty blonde nodded her head in thought. "Yes, that sounds reasonable. Thank you Sakura, I will see what I can do. It all depends on how well those old geezers decide to listen to me. Now get outta here, I think a lazy cyclops may be waiting for you." She smiled at the pink haired kunoichi before sitting down and pouring herself a glass of sake.

Raising a brow in confusion Sakura turned to leave but was interrupted by a voice. "He's good for you, you're good for him. I'm happy for the two of you. Don't get lost in the past when trying to prosper in the future."

Contemplating her words, the medic walked down the streets mindlessly. Her feet carried her to the front door of her boyfriend's house. Wow. My boyfriend, it's still so weird to say. I don't think I'll ever get used to hearing those words.

She walked in and was welcomed to the wonderful sight of a shirtless Kakashi walking out of the hall with only sweats on. Sweats that we're very low on his hips, showing off his very attractive "V" He was rubbing a towel through his damp hair when he looked up to see his openly blushing girl friend.

He smirked under his ever present mask and walked up to her. His arms surrounded the flustered woman, and pulled her into his chest. His chin rested upon the top of her head. "Good afternoon, Sakura. You're looking a bit red, are you coming down with a fever?"

Small hands lifted and rested on bare muscle, intending to put space between them. She immediately regretted her decision when muscles rippled under her touch. Her breathing audibly increased. Oh how she prayed he didn't hear the change!

She felt his body just slightly tremble as he repressed his laugher. Stupid ninja. Stupid sensitive hearing. Stupid baboon!

"Your breathing has quickened, come on, we need to lay you down on the sofa. I'll get you a damp cloth and make you some soup."

The bastard's toying with me, and he likes it! "Oh, how very kind of you. Glad to know the man I call my boyfriend cares so greatly." She pushed. "No thanks. I'm fine."

He could only chuckle. "Oh? Then why is your face so flushed, and your breathing so?"

"Stop messin around! Its your fault I'm like this, and you're not making it any better!"

His face feigned innocence. "You're blushing because I said good afternoon? You certainly are a strange one. Though, I guess your hair was a dead giveaway for that one."

"It's not what you said! Its-" she motioned her hand up and down at his person, "-this! Why are you walking around shirtless? Anyone could have come over, so why walk around half naked?"

He grinned at her. "Why are you getting so upset, Sakura? Are you jealous that another woman could have seen me in such a state? But of course you know that only Naruto and yourself can go through my door without being knocked unconscious by the seal. So, I'm glad to know you like what you see."

She wrapped up his arms again before she knew what was happening. "You're so beautiful when you're angry. You're eyes go from emerald to this beautiful forest green." He creased his eye at her and smiled genuinely under his mask. They always battered at each other. Calling names, being sarcastic, rude, and things between them were always great.

She was truly glad they could still rub each other the wrong way, but know they were only kidding, and not at all serious. Only they understood the other's sarcastic humor. A large grin appeared in her face and she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tightly.

While it was true they were a couple, and had come back from their little vacation holding hands, she was scared. She feared that once they were back thing wouldn't be the same, that he wouldn't look at her as a partner, that their relationship would be ruined. But by the way they were just arguing, he knew nothing had changed, he still saw her as a lover.

Little did she know, that he was just as scared. For the same reasons, plus the return of a certain ex-teammate. He recalled the days when a 12 year old, long pink haired girl followed around that boy aimlessly. Running down the streets of Konoha singing her love for them kid. They way she gazed after him. The story of when she offered to run away with him. Offered to betray her country for him. His heart ached at the thought of his return. Would he be pushed away for the younger man? No. I won't let that happen. This is my first relationship in forever, and I refuse to lose that easily to someone so much younger. I see potential in this relationship. He'd only hurt her. I'll do whatever it takes to make her happy, when if it means getting rid of him.

"Are you hungry? I'll buy us some lunch?" Sakura asked as she pulled away slightly to get a view of his face.

"No, don't spend your money. I can whip something up here." He smiled at the gaping woman.

"You too? That's so weird." She mumbled the last part to herself, though it didn't go by the Copy Nin. He raised a brow questioningly at her. "You and Genma know how to cook?"

"Well I'm not all that great at it, but I manage." He removed himself from Sakura and made his way to the kitchen.

Kakashi sat on the floor with his back resting against the sofa, and Sakura in between his legs. Her head laid back on his chest and their hands entangled, resting upon Sakura's stomach. "I still can't believe you cook. It's really good too, not just mediocre like you claimed."

"My culinary skills come as a shock to a pink haired medic nin, with monstrous strength, who is in ANBU, and is the number one interrogator. Interesting. You're generation is... different." She simply chuckled. "Speaking of which how did your interrogation go?"

"It went well. He cooperated, eventually."

"After some life threatening threats?"

"Perhaps."

"Ah. Well it's good to hear everything went accordingly."

"Yeah,tomorrow the final decision will be made." They sat in silence for a few minutes before she spoke again. "He basically purposed to me. He informed me that he also came back to Konoha to revive his clan. He wanted me to serve as the Uchiha matriarch."

She felt him tense under her. "What did you say?"

Her head snapped back to look him in the eye. She shot him a look full of confusion and hurt. "I told him I had my eyes set on another man. That I wasn't some lost, love sick puppy who'd follow him to the ends of the earth. I told him that I was interested in... you."

His lone eye widened briefly. His chest tightened and his heart beat sped up. She doesn't love him. She told him to get lost because she wants me. His arms tightened around the girl's shoulders as his grip on her hands did the same. Incredible. This petite woman had the ability to give the infamous Copy Nin butterflies.

"When I agreed to be yours, I agreed to be yours. Heart, body, soul. Its too early to say I love you, but I do like you. A lot. I want to see what we have prosper. Two important women in my life have told me that we're good for one another. I'd be crazy to not realize what a great man you are. I've always admired you, and for a while now I've been interested in you, but I figured my feelings were futile." She gave him a small smile.

"Thank you, Sakura. I've fought myself mentally about this a million times. I just..."

"I know." Sakura cut him off." You're not very good with words. You're lucky I've learned to read your movements over the years we've been a team." Her bright smile made his heart skip a beat. They stayed silent and both slipped into a light slumber as the high afternoon sun began to set.

After a couple hours the sun had gone down and a silver haired man began to awaken. Never sleeping like that again. My back's killing me. He looked at the peacefully sleeping woman in his lap and smiled contently. He carefully slid out from behind her, slid one hand under her knees, and the other across her back and picked her up. He carried her bridal style to his bedroom and tucked her into the bed.

It was about 7:30 when Kakashi decided to stop by the market. His sleeping beauty would wake any minute, and more likely than not, she'll be hungry.

Sakura woke to a delightful aroma. She slowly rose from the warmth of the bed and padded into the kitchen doorway to see the masked man, once again, preparing a meal. She leaned on the door frame and watched the still entertaining sight. Watching this man do something so mundane was weird. Not a bad weird, but a good weird. A black cat with one white whisker kind of weird, strange but interesting.

"Yo."

"Hey. Thanks for moving me to the bed, and for the food. How long have you been up?"

"No problem. I've been up a couple hours. How'd you sleep?"

"Great, actually. I haven't slept that well in a while. I think I may steal your bed."

He chuckled. "You're welcome to use it any time you want if it means I get to keep it."

"Are you suggesting we have sleepovers? I didn't take you for a sleepover kind of guy. Do you have pillow fights and paint your nails?"

"Unfortunately none of my friends are talented enough to paint my nails nicely. For ninjas, they're pretty bad at such a simple task." His eye creased as he joked.

"Well, lucky for you, your girlfriend is great at mani/pedis."

"Splendid." They laughed in unison. "Dinner's ready, by the way."

After dinner the love birds decided to watch a movie on tv. A horror movie was playing, courtesy of Sakura. The film itself went unnoticed because the couple lay entwined with their eyes shut as they shared their affection for one another through the exchange of numerous kisses.

Their mouths molded to one another, lips pressing against lips, teeth nipping at kiss swollen lips, tongues mingling sensually. Only coming apart for the occasional breath. Hands explored, climbed up to grasp locks of hair, ventured downward to feel the other person. Kakashi's hand caressed the smooth flesh under Sakura's shirt. His fingertips memorizing all of the contours of her body, every scar, freckle, just the sensation of soft skin that was Sakura. Her forearms rested upon his shoulders, her hands lost in unruly silver locks.

They were making out like a couple of hormone raged teenagers, and they were enjoying every minute of it. Until they were interrupted, that is.

A poof of smoke and a small dog appeared in the room. "Yo, Kakashi. Hey, Sakura. The boys want to know when we're gonna get together again." Sakura jumped away from Kakashi, embarrassed to be caught by one of his hound nin. Kakashi used this distraction to quickly pull up his mask and cover the face Sakura has yet to see. Kakashi gave Pakkun an appreciative eye crease, and the dog nodded.

"Can't tomorrow. How about the next day?"

"You got it. See ya then. Later." With that another cloud of smoke filled the room as the dog made his exit.

Kakashi looked over his shoulder to get a glance at the clock. "It's pretty late, do you want me to walk you home? Or you can stay the night if you want?"

She smiled at this. Things definitely didn't change for the worse between them. They had slept over at each others houses whenever they happened to be there at a late hour, and in the same bed when on missions. She never shared with Naruto because of his loud snoring, and didn't with Sao because he was always stuck with Naruto. So, Kakashi it was. "I'll stay here tonight. I'm gonna hop into the shower. Can I wear one of your shirts?"

"Yeah, sure."

Sakura exited the bathroom in only Kakashi's shirt, which ended at midthigh, and a pair of panties. She carried her chest bindings and dirty clothes in one hand as she brushed the other through her damp tresses. She had foregone a bra today because of the interrogation, and never had the chance to put one on because she came here immediately after.

Sakura walked into the room to see a very shirtless Kakashi sitting in bed reading Icha Icha Paradise, again. He looked up as she entered, and they both marveled in how much they liked their partner's state of dress. She got into bed, and laid on her side, facing him. She used her arm to hold her head up.

"The second one is better."

He raised a skeptical broke at her. "Hm? And why is that?"

"The plot is just way better. Icha Icha Paradise, and Tactics are great, but the plot isn't executed as well." After a few seconds she added, "Plus, the sex scenes are better, in my opinion. There's more passion and love, which totally makes reading about another being's experience more enjoyable. I mean, yes smut is very nice and the lust is strong, but it's just not all that enjoyable to me." She looked over at him to see what she believed, was complete and utter shock. And if you looked hard enough, perhaps admiration? "Sorry, I'm babbling again. Please feel free to tell me to shut up, I totally under-" she was cut off as his masked lips pecked hers. "-stand..."

"I love when you babble. But you're right, the second one is my book of preference." He smiled and creased his eye. "Though, I'm surprised that you even read it. I usually only talk to Jiraiya about things like you just said."

"I'm not surprised by that. Most people only read the words and smut. They don't appreciate the meaning hidden in the words. As for reading it, I'm not quite sure why I did. You're always reading them, and Ino always tells me to try em, so I guess that's why." She used her hand to cover her large yawn.

"Get some rest, it's late."

"Goodnight Kakashi." She flopped onto her other side so that her back was to him.

"Goodnight Sakura." He reached over and turned the bedside lamp off before laying next to Sakura, placing an arm securely over her waist. Slumber once again overtook them, and they fell into bliss.