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Kakashi rolled the sake in his glass. His eye lazy, ink black eye glazed over. Not that the average person or even shinobi could tell.

Genma wasn't fooled. He had seen the copy nin inebriated plenty of times to know that he only did it when something had truly gotten under his skin. Genma glanced towards the bar at the giggling kunoichi that Genma was sure worked into the somber equation. Genma would laugh if he didn't suspect that old man had plenty of kunai stashed just waiting for an opportunity.

Genma had heard what had happened when a certain Haruno Mebuki had turned up at the copy nin's place of residence. Genma had to commend Hatake's constraint allowing the tough merchant to actually make contact with his face. It was a well known fact that if you dodged with either Haruno woman you were bound to get a hit when you least expected- twice as hard.

"Prove it…" Kakashi mumbled to himself. "Prove it…" he kept repeating the phrase as if it would heed some answers. Genma cleared his throat carefully treading lightly.

"Have you thought about how you're going to do that?"

Kakashi's drunken glare stared at him in warning.

Genma leant back in his booth putting his feet up, "Because women are my specialty." The senbon clicked across his teeth, while Kakashi fingers tightened on his glass.

"You see, the way I see it Haruno Mebuki wants some sort of tangible proof…"

"Get to it Genma, your point."

Genma couldn't help playing just a little with the copy nin.

"You have to do something big."

Kakashi stilled, watching the senbon wielder with annoyance.

"You have to declare your love for Sakura publicly in a tasteful manner."

"What are you thinking?" Kakashi asked incredulously, his patience thinning.

"It has to ooze romance and deep thought."

Kakashi's face was going blank, he was trying to clear his mind of aggressive twitches.

"You have to have a wedding, my friend." Genma sighed,

Kakashi sat back scratching his head,

"Where's the logic? We are married already." He asked confused,

Genma shook his head at Kakashi's blissfully drunk stupidity.

"How'd you get married?"

"We signed the papers in front of Tsuande while she was drinking seasoned bottle of sake,"

Genma cringed, "That just screams distasteful and shotgun wedding… good thing she wasn't pregnant."

Kakashi froze, Genma laughed.

"You realize you are married and that conversation is likely to come up." Genma added as a side note. Enjoying with deep satisfaction the copy nin's discomfort.

Kakashi threw his head down on the table. You knew the world was about to end when even drunken Genma makes more sense.

Genma left him in deep thought as he glanced at Sakura.

The pinkette was blushing madly at something the blonde bombshell was saying. He laughed inwardly who would have thought that the great Hatake Kakashi, Master of a thousand jutzu's ultimate down fall would come in the form of his attractive former student.

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Ino smirked watching the emotions run all over Sakura's face.

"So, what's it like being married?" Ino asked conversationally,

"Not much different to being teammates, I guess," she said, thoughtfully, she knew Ino was fishing, Ino cackled with her barking laughter, "I mean, the sex, Forehead…"

Sakura blushed. How could she even begin to describe it? It was mind blowing and new and just thinking about it made her wriggle. "umm, yeah…" Ino looked exasperated by her friend,

"You have no answer? Come on Forehead, your married to Konoha's most well known pervert, you can't tell me that doesn't make it interesting!" Ino's voice rang with a shrill leaving Sakura's ears ringing. Sakura looked over to Kakashi who was face down on the table and her eyes met the playboy Genma. He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively causing Sakura to scowl. She stomped towards Kakashi who was too far gone to make it back to the apartment on his own.

"Sakura, Sakura," Genma said slyly, "you are looking lovely tonight."

An unintelligent mumble stumbled from Kakashi's lips. Sakura just shook her head. Using her chakra concentration it wasn't hard for the sober Kunoichi to lift the copy nin over her shoulder, marching his drunken arse out the door.

Genma downed his sake a huge grin on his face. "Now to see what he does about it." He said to himself.

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Back at the apartment Sakura tucked the copy nin into bed lie she would a child. He mumbled and grabbed her pulling her into a close spoon.

"I am sorry."

She frowned of all the words she imagined she didn't think those would come out right now.

"For what?" she asked,

"For not filling the paperwork, stealing your youth… you deserve someone who isn't broken…or a pervert…" he added almost as an afterthought.

She sighed stroking his hand.

"Sakura?"

"Yes, Kakashi,"

"I don't want a divorce."