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The weekend brought rain and though she had to walk a few blocks from her apartment to the hospital in the downpour, Sakura's mood couldn't be ruined by a little water. She couldn't remember the last time she had smiled this much. Even when Sasuke was home and they had spent hours together, she couldn't remember her face ever aching from smiling.
But her cheeks were definitely sore, and she reached up to touch her lips, finding them curled into a small smile that only she knew the reason behind. Well, she and Kakashi were the only ones who knew why.
After their rather steamy encounter in Sakura's house, he had stayed the night, and most of the next day, with her. They barely left the bedroom and then, it was only to eat. And while they did experience enough oral to make up for the years she had been kept from it, Sakura was rather proud of herself for not letting it go beyond that.
Unless fingers and hands counted, but in her book, they didn't.
She dropped into her chair behind the familiar, half cluttered desk and drummed her fingers over the edge of the wood. Her mind was a million miles away from work and she felt like a teenager again. Every time she closed her eyes, she would see the cheeky smirk he gave her before kissing down the length of her body. It was so delicious that Sakura didn't even want to open her eyes. She was completely satisfied with keeping them closed until she could see him again.
Unfortunately, duty called, and currently, it was calling her direct line in her office.
The ringing interrupted her daydreaming and she scowled down at the device. With a sigh, she snatched it up and put it to her ear, hoping to hear that deep, velvet voice she had grown to adore but knowing that he was more than likely still asleep.
"Sakura Haruno's office."
"So, you've finally come up for air?" It wasn't the voice she had been wanting, but it was familiar to her just as much. Sakura laughed at Ino's greeting and turned to boot up her computer.
"I'm not sure I know what you mean."
On the other end of the line, Ino scoffed. "How about the fact that I called your house twice this past weekend and got your answering machine. For someone who was definitely not at work or out with anyone, you sure are screening your calls."
Sakura rolled her eyes and cradled the phone against her ear and shoulder. She quickly typed her log in information into the hospital's program before sitting back in her chair. "Maybe I just wanted to relax and not have to talk to anyone."
"And I'm sure it had nothing to do with a certain twenty year old, masked man who you seem to be smitten with at the moment?" It was all speculation on Ino's end. There was no way she could know for sure what Sakura had been doing all weekend. The Pig just wanted some juicy gossip.
"I don't know what to tell you. I was just spending a quiet weekend at home." While also enjoying multiple orgasms. What could be more relaxing than that, though?
"Uh huh. Sure. Just know that the next time you want to know what's happening with me, I'm going to keep it a total secret—"
A knock at Sakura's office door had her putting the phone against her chest. She raised her eyebrows as a young kunoichi poked her head in. With a bright smile, the girl gave a quick bow. "The Hokage requests your presence as soon as possible."
Sakura sighed. "I have appointments all day, so he'll have to wait until this afternoon." It wasn't exactly the truth. She only had a few appointments on her schedule and those she did have were quick check-ups.
The shinobi's eyes widened, clearly not expecting that answer. As she stammered, searching for the right words to say, Sakura looked at her a bit closer. It was clear she wasn't a Jōnin judging by how nervous she was. Not to mention, she looked about five years younger than Kakashi. The poor girl probably had never met someone to blow of the Nanadaime so easily.
"H-he was insistent that you—"
"Hello?" A voice called from the phone and Sakura quickly jerked it back to her ear in time to hear her best friend's complaint. "Are you ignoring me?"
"Tell Naruto, I'll be there around noon," Sakura said to the girl standing in her door before turning back to the phone. The door shut behind the kunoichi soon after. Sakura addressed the angry blonde pig on the other end of the call. "No, I'm not ignoring you. I do have a job, you know?"
"I'm aware, but you also have a job as my best friend and with that job comes telling me about why you were a recluse all weekend."
She was still on this tangent? Something told her that nothing short of the truth would get Ino to shut up about it, but of course, that would open a whole new can of worms. She would insist on knowing all of the details and while Sakura had been going over all those delicious details in her own head for the past few hours, she wasn't quite ready to share them with anyone else.
With a small sigh, she sat back in her chair and felt a small smile pulling at the corner of her lips. A memory of Kakashi on his knees in her kitchen flashed through her head and she felt a wave of warmth radiate from it. "All I'm going to say is that I did spend all weekend at home—"
"Ugh, you're insufferable, Fore—"
"—but I wasn't alone."
"I knew it!" Ino shouted, making Sakura jerk the phone away from her ear before her hearing was damaged too badly. "Tell me everything!"
Grinning wickedly, Sakura pushed away from her desk and stood to her feet. "Well, I would, but I've just been summoned to the Hokage's office. You know I don't like to keep Naruto waiting."
"Oh, that is such bullshit!"
The phone clicked back into place on the receiver without another word and Sakura chuckled to herself at the thought of how furious Ino was in that moment. She would for sure get an earful later, but she was used to getting that. With a smile still playing at her mouth, she scooped up her next patient's chart and headed toward the door.
If she had to be in the Hokage's office in a few hours, she was definitely going to try to get her morning appointments over as fast as she could. Maybe that way, she could spare a few minutes to sit and dwell on the delicious memories that she had made over the weekend.
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The rain had stopped by noon, but the clouds lingered over head and the autumn wind was biting a bit harder than usual. Sakura hugged her jacket around her body and stuffed her hands in her pockets. She was taking her time, mostly to annoy Naruto who was expecting her any minute. But her day was going so well so far that she really didn't care about being in a hurry anywhere.
A gust of wind scattered a few fallen leaves around her feet and Sakura kicked through them. She wasn't far from the Hokage Tower and her steps slowed to a leisurely pace. Despite the overcast skies, the day was beautiful, and she wanted to enjoy it for just a minute.
Which was exactly what she was doing as she lifted her face to the sky and inhaled the smell of the autumn air. Somewhere in the distance, leaves were burning, and she felt the scent sink into her senses. Until a thought struck through her mind and nearly made her stumble on the path.
She had been completely consumed by the strange feeling of happiness that she didn't even try to figure out what in the world Naruto was summoning her for. Sasuke…Was he back? She felt a bit sick to her stomach at the thought and she turned to stare up at the wide panel of glass on the top floor of the Hokage Tower.
Gods, she wasn't ready to see him again. Which was a surprise seeing as how three weeks ago she was begging for his return.
But knowing his presence in Konoha would put an abrupt stop to her meetings with Kakashi left her with a bad taste to her mouth and she put a hand to her stomach. Her smiles were gone and so was her leisurely stroll. She picked up the pace and hurried down the street, not stopping until she pushed her way into the front doors of the tower.
It was relatively empty, with only one woman sitting behind the desk, waiting to answer calls and make appointments. She lifted her head and smiled politely to Sakura, not bothering to direct her where to go. The staff were used to seeing her come and go by now.
There was, however, another figure lounging on the bench situated between two potted plants beside the elevators. A pair of long legs, one ankle resting over the other knee, was what Sakura noticed first and as she followed them up to the torso, her breath hitched in her throat. Kakashi's familiar Jōnin uniform fit him like a dream, tight in all the right places with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
How were his forearms so hot?
But it was his eyes that immediately caught Sakura's attention and made her steps come to a stop with a squeak of her heels on the tile floor. She put a hand to her chest and waited for her body to take a breath. Her lungs held tight on the air inside them as Kakashi sat forward and raised off the bench.
Even across the hallway from one another, she could feel the fire inside him and it made her want to shed her coat right there. His mask shifted with a smile and he took a step closer to her.
"I think we've been summoned together," he said quietly.
It took a moment for his words to register in her mind. She was far too busy thinking about how talented he was with that mouth and tongue to think about what he could possibly be saying. But the words clicked, and her eyes went wide. Naruto summoned them both? Why on earth would he want to speak to both of them? Did he know there was something going on between them? Oh, gods, what if Sasuke had returned and found out?
Sakura's hand slid to her throat and she felt the color drain from her face. Luckily, Kakashi didn't seem to jump right to the worst possible scenario and his laugh helped ease her anxiety.
"Don't look so worried," he said, taking a step to the side. He waved her toward the elevators and she somehow managed to move toward them on shaking knees. "I think it has more to do with my three weeks of healing being up rather than anything about us."
The word was whispered into her ear as she passed him, and Sakura put a hand against the stainless steel elevator doors to keep her knees from buckling out from under her. She repeated that word, us, over and over in her mind, liking the way it sounded the more she said it. Were they an us? Had they got to that point yet?
It had only been three weeks but even if they were the simplest definition of the word, she quite liked the idea of the two of them being an us. She was feeling breathless as he stepped into the elevator alongside her. It was the closest they had been to one another fully dressed since Saturday night. She couldn't help letting her gaze drift down the length of his body and back up, catching the same look in his eyes that she felt in her own.
Kakashi reached over to the panel of buttons, his fingers lingering over the one labeled for the top floor. He turned to glance back at her from over his shoulder before dropping down to the button for the basement. He pressed it and the doors closed, ensuring they would be alone for just a few seconds.
"What are you doing?" Her voice was barely a whisper. "Naruto's office is on the top floor."
The machinery and gears whirred to life and in an instant, he was in front of her, pushing her back against the wall. Sakura had just enough time to gasp before he dipped his head to her throat and pressed soft kisses to the skin just beneath her ear. "I'm buying us some time. I missed you."
Just his words were enough to make her dizzy but hearing him say these things while his mouth was on her throat and his hands were pushing hers above her head was a dangerous combination. She felt lightheaded and feverish and loved every minute of it. His breath was warm against her jaw and her eyes fluttered close as Kakashi seized her lips with his own.
He tasted just like the remembered—no, better. It was like absinth on her tongue, swirling into her bloodstream and making everything in her head hazy and soft. The feel of his palm against her face, guiding her head to the side made her whimper into his kiss.
Behind his back, the elevator doors opened, and Sakura froze, eyes snapping open. She didn't quite know what the basement of the Hokage Tower held, possible records and files, but there was a possibility someone could be waiting outside and watching them. Kakashi smiled against her lips and stroked her hair behind her ear.
"Relax," he whispered, reaching back with one hand to close the doors. As they slid shut once more, Sakura did as he commanded and sank into his embrace. He released the hold on her hands, and she let them fall to his chest to grip the front of his flak vest. They lingered on the zipper, unsure whether to risk stripping him. It would be rather embarrassing having to explain why they were taking clothes off if someone did want to step onto the elevator.
Kakashi made the decision for her and reached between them, slowly dragging the tab down until the vest fell open. Her hands reached inside, greedy to be just a bit closer to him. He was warm and the muscles beneath his shirt were hard. Sakura lifted onto her tiptoes and kissed him again. She wanted to be as close to him as possible.
There wasn't an inch of her body that didn't crave him.
He kissed her with the same greediness and the world melted away from them. Hours could have passed, and she would have never noticed. As long as he was with her, as long as he kept kissing her, she was perfectly happy to live inside this elevator.
Kakashi let his hands fall to her hips and around her backside, giving the flesh of her ass a quick squeeze before he lifted her off the ground. It reminded her of the night of his birthday, when he had pinned her against the wall in the alley. The desire was still there. It hadn't waned in the slightest and Sakura was almost certain it had doubled since then.
Far too soon, he pulled away and lifted his gaze to hers. They were breathless and still clinging to one another, but Sakura couldn't bring herself to move an inch. She was frozen in his stare, seeing everything she had wanted for years and a promise of so much more than she could ever dream of. It was terrifying and exhilarating, all at the same time.
"I think I could kiss you forever."
And when he said things like that, it made her want to give in to him all the way. There was no one else she wanted. "Then, don't stop."
Kakashi raked his fingers into the hair at the back of her head and brought her back to his lips, searing her with a fire that consumed all of the air in her lungs. As his tongue danced against hers, he pushed his hips into her and Sakura whimpered at the feel of his cock, hard and ready for her. He moved his hands to her hips and pulled her up and back down his length. He wanted her to feel every inch of him.
It made her entire body tingle with the promise of what he had for her and in that moment, she had never wanted to fuck someone so bad in her entire life. So much that she was considering letting him fuck her right there in the elevator.
He groaned against her mouth and pulled away to drop his forehead down to her collar bone. His hands tightened around her hips and she flinched from the bruising grip, though she liked the momentary pain it brought. Sakura rested her face against his head and combed her fingers through his hair. She was quite jealous of how soft it was.
Kakashi sighed against her neck, the warmth of his breath making her shiver and her eyes rolled back a bit. "I suppose we shouldn't keep our Hokage waiting," he whispered.
What Hokage? Sakura thought to herself. Naruto was the last thing on her mind, but now that he was mentioned, she groaned and let her head fall back against the wall. The grip beneath her ass loosened and a moment later, her feet gently touched the floor. She kept her hold on his flak vest, not yet wanting to zip it back up.
"Is it bad that I'd rather stay in this elevator all day?"
Kakashi laughed and shook his head. He looked down at her with a smile before brushing his thumb across her bottom lip. "I know what you mean, but I think a bed would be better suited for what I'd like to do." For added emphasis, his eyes roamed down the length of his body to where his hard on still pressed against the inside of his pants. As he met her gaze again, Sakura whimpered. "Or at least a chair."
"Stop. I can't take much more." She wound her fingers through her hair and watched him pull the zipper of his vest back up his chest. Before it could reach the top, she poked her finger just beneath his collar bone. "You're supposed to be on your best behavior."
"This is my best behavior. Just wait until you let me be bad." His grin was wicked and only turned her on all over again. And just when she was starting to calm herself down, too. With one hand, he pressed the button for the top floor, much to Sakura's disappointment, and took her by the wrist with the other. He pressed a kiss to her fingers as the car lifted through the Hokage Tower. "Come to dinner with me tonight. Just us."
Sakura blinked up at him and tried to ignore the fluttering of her pulse behind her chest. Being with him in public still made her apprehensive. What if someone saw them together? If this was his best behavior, she definitely couldn't risk him being so open and affectionate in front of other people. She scowled playfully and smoothed her fingers through her hair, hoping she didn't look too disheveled.
"Only if you promise to behave yourself."
"If I do, will you promise to wear something sexy?"
His hand drifted down her back to her ass and he gave it a tight squeeze just as the bell above the doors dinged, announcing their arrival to the top floor. Sakura jumped and turned to scowl at him again, this time for real. She swatted his shoulder, but the playful, mischievous look in his eye helped her relax a bit.
They stepped out of the elevator and made their way down the hallway. Sakura made an attempt to walk faster than he did. Wouldn't it be strange if they showed up at the same time? To her frustration, Kakashi had no trouble keeping up with her pace and she cursed his long legs. Just outside the Hokage's office door, Kakashi gave her backside another pat and as she gaped up at him in surprise, he slipped around her and through the door with a chuckle.
Now she couldn't walk in with him. Her face was too flushed and though she couldn't see herself at the moment, she knew the look across her face. Would Naruto be able to tell what she was feeling? Probably not, but she didn't want to run the risk of him becoming suddenly adept at picking up on things like that.
Shaking the hair from her face and after checking to make sure none of her clothes were out of place, Sakura pushed her way into the office. She found Naruto sitting behind his desk, papers stacked all around him. She seriously didn't envy the kind of paperwork he had to deal with. Just the amount she had to put up with was enough for her.
He lifted his face and smiled as she walked in. "Ah, Sakura-chan! I expected Kakashi to be late, but you as well?"
The blush she thought she had gotten control of flared back to life and she forced a smile. She refused to look over to Kakashi. She didn't really have to. She could feel his gaze on her and just knew behind his mask was that knowing smirk.
"I do have patients, you know," she said matter-of-factly before taking a seat in front of his desk. "They come first."
Naruto gave her a playful roll of his eyes before and dropped into his own chair. He drummed his fingers across the desk and nodded to Kakashi who took his time sitting beside her. The nearness of him was too much. It reminded her of every little promise his lips had made to her skin and the way his hands had gripped her hips as he grinded against her.
"Speaking of your patients," Naruto's voice snapped her out of her thoughts and Sakura crossed her arms over her chest. She hoped between them and her jacket, no one would be able to see how hard her nipples were. "I do believe today marks three weeks of rest that you put Kakashi on?"
"So, it would seem."
"Which means you can sign off on his recovery and medically release him from your care?"
Sakura shifted in her seat and frowned. Was she comfortable letting him go so soon? He didn't seem to be in anymore pain, and from his physical, she could tell that his injuries were healing properly. But that didn't mean he wouldn't hurt himself further if he jumped back into a mission this early.
She scratched her eyebrow and swallowed, not sure what to even say. There was no reason to keep him off duty, but she wracked her brain for any excuse. "I said three weeks was the minimum."
Ignoring her protest, Naruto turned to Kakashi. "Do you feel comfortable returning to your missions?"
To her disappointment, Kakashi nodded. "I do."
With a hand waved to him, Naruto gave her a proud grin. "There, you see?"
"He's not a physician." She glanced to Kakashi, just a quick, side eye to let him know that he was being rather annoying. Couldn't he see how much she wanted him to stay with her? Being back on missions would mean he would be gone from the village. She wouldn't even be permitted to know where he was going or when he would be back. It was Sasuke all over again and she could feel her anger and frustration at the situation growing.
"You gave him a physical exam last week and noted that he was in top physical condition and that his wounds were nearly healed." She hated that Naruto had gone above her head and consulted the medical records. Not that she really had a say in that. He was the Hokage after all.
Folding her arms over her chest, she cut her eyes to the window and the overcast skies that stretched above the village. She was dangerously close to pouting but couldn't bring herself to really care at the moment. Knowing he would be assigned to a mission that took him away from her was making her feel selfish.
"If I may," Kakashi offered gently, leaning to the edge of his seat to catch her gaze. "I think it would make Haruno-sensei more comfortable releasing me back to my missions if I promised to take care of myself. And to come back to the village in one piece with no more late night interruptions into her life?" The glint in his eyes told her that he was leaving off unless you want me to interrupt you at the end of that sentence.
And while her body was begging Yes! Please interrupt me, what Sakura was mainly focused on was his promises. He had made so many to her already today, but this was the most important one. It was something Sasuke never could do. He never gave her false promises of his return, always warned her that he might not make it back alive. She didn't care if it was a lie. She just wanted to hear it, just once.
The seconds passed and Sakura realized that she and Kakashi were still staring at one another. Anyone with enough sense about this kind of thing would be able to instantly tell that they were involved with one another. Thankfully, Naruto wasn't that kind of person. He clapped his hands together and smiled.
"There, you see?" With a shuffle of papers, the Hokage slid a file across the table and dropped a pen on top of it. "I just need your signature and Kakashi will be returned to his missions."
Sakura snatched the pen and moved to the edge of her seat. The tip of the pen hovered over the page and she glanced back to Kakashi. Naruto or not, she just had to hear it one more time. "You promise?"
"I do."
AN- This chapter was a bit short, so I apologize. The next chapter will be fun and flirty and full of Kakashi being incredibly hot and dominant. Or that's what I'm planning at least! Thanks for reading and sticking around! So sorry about the lack of updates!
