Kiss Me Goodnight

KakaSaku

Warnings: ... uh...Lime, possibly...

Chapter 28: Out and About

"Does that mean I have to take protection with me at any given time?" he teased.

The rosy blush staining her cheeks intensified. Almost laughing out loud- almost, because the Copy Nin does not normally laugh- he watched as his little Cherry Blossom started fideting with her fingers in a very Hinata-like way. A firm grip on her upper arm, he led her through the crowds down the street, since she was suddenly studying the dirty ground as if it were the most interesting thing. He let his thumb on her arm run a few lazy circles over her skin, and noticed how she bit her lip. How she would look at anything except for him. A smirk made itself known on his features. A smirk of pure male satisfaction at havin such an effect on his pink-haired medic.

"Do…Don't worry, I g-got it cov-covered," he heard her mumble.

Surprise settled in immediately. He had expected her to slap his arm, and call him a pervert. This reaction was completely uncharacteristic for Sakura. Then again, she had been exposed to his company and his teasing for qite a while, so maybe it was to be expected that she got better at handling it. He thought it to be quite intresting. She was cute when she was all flustered, and now she was most definitely flustered. He found he was curious as to how far he could take this little game.

His smirk grew.

"So you plan to jump me as soon as we reach your apartment, then?"

Sakura paled.

"No!" she screeched. "I didn't mean it like that. I just- I meant- It was- I…"

Even though he missed her blush, her stuttering more than made up for it. Apparently, she wasn't able to string a sentence together when put under the pressure of sexual implications. He couldn't help the mirth filling his gaze as he watched her fight with her tongue to get the right words out. She was positively rambling, and he liked every damn minute of it. He was almost sorry when she finally explained that she meant that she had been taking birth control ever since she became chunin.

"So you see… Ah, we are there!" the pink-haired woman suddenly announced, breathing a sigh of relief.

Looking up, he saw that, yes, they had reached her apartment building. When he felt her pull on his arm, he realized that he had been standing still. Sakura dragged him inside, and seate him on the couch, but instead of joining him today, she walked over into the kitchen. She had said she would cook them a home-made meal to celebrate. Kakashi smiled. He had offered to invite her to dinner, promising at her suspicious gaze that he would pay, but she had insisted that with all the things he had done for her, it was about time she gave him something in return. She had also said that she had wanted to cook for him for some time now. Kakashi didn't know wether to excited or frightened.

As a genin, her cooking skills had been horrible…

The silver-haired man lifted his gaze to watch her as she set to work, her lithe form moving around the kitchen. Stretching to reach the higher-up cupboards, and bending over the counter once in a while. And as much as he tried, he couldn't help but let his gaze wander over her firm rear once in a while. Or her long legs that were practically left bare by her outfit. Over the small of her back.

Sighing, he stood up…

Flashback

(Earlier that day)

The room, no, the entire building was full of people. It seemed as if the whole village had dropped everything they had currently been doing to witness this. The seats behind and above them were all occupied by friends and colleagues and civilians. Many stood in the middlecourse. People were even standing in the hallways, jumping up and down to get a glimpse of what was going on inside. Infront of them were the Hokage and the Elders, grim looks on their faces.

This didn't look good, and that was enough for some villagers to smirk at them.

Snuggling deeper into Kakashi's navy blue sweater, she inhaled his scent deeply. In case it was the last time that she could do so. Tears welled up in her eyes as she gripped onto the soft fabric tightly. His strong arms that had hung loosely around her waist till now, came up to encircle her back, one hand on her shoulder to pull her into him. Until her face rested against his chest, just above his heart. It's strong beat calmed her rising panic, but could not surpress the fear, could not soothe her nerves.

She looked up at him.

His eyes never left the Hokage. A hand came u to caress her cheek softly, but his gaze did not falter. He tugged her head into the crook of his neck once she calmed down enough, and squeezed her gently, but his head never turned towards her. He focused his attention on the Elders and the Hokage, all of whom began to fidget under his intense stare sooner or later. His headband had been disregarded on her coffee table as they had spent another night lying cuddled together on her couch. The tomoe in his blood-red eye spun lazily as he watched the Godaime clear her throat, and stand up.

"Well?" he inquired.

Immediately, the room went dead silent. It seemed that people didn't even dare breath. Sakura turned her head slightly, so she could see the crowd. There were those who disapproved, of course, chancing them disgusted and angry glances. Then there were those who didn't know what to think of them anymore. Those were only looking for a decision to go by. And then there were their friends. She could see Ino glaring at the Elders, Naruto and Kiba squeeze their thumbs (1), Tenten stepped nervously from one foot onto another, Neji had to endure Hinata's worst death-grip on his arm, Temari was berating Shikamaru in hushed tone for his apparent lack of interest, Chouji was eating more rapidly than ever, and the rest of Team 7 plus Yamato stood behind them, outwardly calm, inwardly anything but.

For a moment Sakura wondered where Lee was. She hadn't heard anything from him so far. Then she remembered that he was still in his hospital, and quite probably unconscious. She bit her lip. She wasn't sure what his reaction would be like. He had always had a thing for her, and when she had turned Sasuke down after he returned, he had gotten his hopes up high again. She didn't know how he would take this. Sure, he had Gai now, and rumor mill had it that they were pretty close (Ironical how noone seemed to care when it came to those two, though they too had been teacher and student. Did it really matter that much that Kakashi and her could…have kids?) but Lee still pined over her, and just wouldn't understand that she wasn't interested in him like that.

The Godaime cleared her throat.

"The Elders and I have come to a decision regarding your relationship which is clearly taboo as stated in §§ 172-"

"Cut to the point Hokage-sama," Kakashi demanded.

"…Very well. We have come to the conclusion that you may be allowed to see each other, but if there is one more complaint about your behaviour I will have you separated for good. Clear?"

"Yes, Hokage-sama."

"Yes, shishou."

"However, it has to be a reasonable complaint. If someone lies to me trying to get these two separated, he or she will be extremely sorry," the honey-eyed woman threatened.

A few of the villagers gulped. Apparently, they had already made plans.

"Furthermore, this Council acknowledges that you, Sakura, will not be an adult for another two years. Therefore, any consummation is to be postponed until then, so-"

"Yes, Hokage-sa-"

"No."

The crowd gasped. They had expected a protest, but they had expected it from Konoha's No. 2 pervert, not from the Hokage's apprentice. Everyone looked at her in shock, even Kakashi watched her somehow surprised. A small blush made it's way onto the pink-haired girl's cheeks, but she stood her ground.

"Excuse me?" Tsunade asked, not sure to have heard rightly.

"I said 'no'. Ever since we came back others have decided over our lifes. Everyone has been allowed to say and decide something about it. Everyone but us. I will not longer tolerate this. If you accept our relationship, than you have to accept every aspect of it. We can not continuously take care not to step onto someone's toes. We're free people, where is the problem with letting us do as we please?"

"You're underage!" one of the Elder's shouted.

"So what?! I know that at least no and Tenten have had missions before where they had to seduce someone, and Tenten is barely a year older than me. Furthermore, I'm pretty sure that most shinobi- both male and female alike- my age have already…uh…had sex (here some of her friends started fidgeting), and no one ever says anything about that. Where is the difference here? Is it because I'm a girl and not a boy? That would hardly be fair. And does it really matter that Kakashi is older than me? Would you not be opposed if he were my own age, or I his? I doubt you can give me one good reason."

The Council was shocked into silence. The pink-haired girl gave them two minutes to come up with a 'good reason', then took Kakashi's hand in her own, and led him out of the room. The Sharingan Warrior was still too surprised to say anything for a moment. Sakura laughed a little at him at his antics.

Kakashi cleared his throat.

"Look, Sakura, I appreciate your… uhm… effort, but I really think the Hokage does have a point. You're still young, and I don't want you to feel pressured or anything. We've just barely been-"

"Oh, I would've asked you to wait a little longer, anyway," she admitted, her blush turning a nuance darker.

"Then why…"

"I just didn't want Tsunade and the Elders to think they could control every detail of our lifes anymore, you know. Especially the personal ones. It's none of their business. I want to wait too, maybe not too years, but at least until I can wrap my mind around the fact that we're free now. I don't want us to plan ahead and say, new'll do 'it' today. It should feel right," she told him. "I think we should just let it flow. When it happens, it happens."

For a moment there was silence between them as Kakashi took in her words. They were walking down a heavily travelled street, and he could only imagine how much courage it took her to talk to him about that in such a public place. Her blush was obvious proof of that. His mind quickly made up a plan that would make her forget where they were, so that she was more comfortable.

Or less.

"Does that mean I have to take protection with me at any given time?" he teased.

End of Flashback

Sakura could suddenly feel two strong arms moving around her waist, and a firm male body pressing against her back. Her breath hitched. Kakashi had hugged her hundreds of times, but it always seemed to have the same effect on her lately. Her blush from before returned with a vengance when he gripped her chin, and tilted her head back, so he could kiss the corner of her mouth. Then, his kisses travelled over the side of her neck, his lips nibbling at her pulse. She moaned softly. His other arm was still tightly around her, his hand sneaking underneath her shirt to caress over her hip-bone. She never thought that it could be a sensitive spot to the touch, but then again Kakashi had never touched her there before. Now he did, though, and her skin suddenly felt all tingly there. Delicious warm shivers ran up and down her spine. The hand holding her chin moved a little to shift her shirt until her shoulder was revealed to him. The silver-haired man let his tongue sneak over the column of her neck until his mouth could latch onto her newly exposed skin. Sakura cried out, her head falling back against his shoulder.

"Kakashi…"

"Hm?" he responded to her breathy whisper of his name.

"…I…I'm feeling strange…"

"How?" he inquired.

"Bu-burning," she stuttered back.

"Good," he rumbled, his voice one of male satisfaction.

She could feel it through the way their bodies were flush against one another. Next she felt his hands one her hips, turning her around, and placing her on the counter. Not before sweeping over her butt, though. Normally, any male that would've dared what he just did, would find himself flying straight through a row of trees, but this was Kakashi, and everything he did at the moment felt nothing but…hot. A good kind of hot. She couldn't get enough. His hand returned to caressing her hip-bone for a second, before moving onward to her toned stomach. His other hand gently parted her legs, so he could stand in between them. After achieving this goal, it went to hold the cradle her head, his lips attacking her throat again. Her hands came up to his shoulders for support as her legs wrapped around his waist, and a deep groan left her mouth.

"Gods," Kakashi murmured against her neck, before swallowing her plesured mewls, moans, and cries in a passionate, tongue-tieing kiss.

It reminded Sakura a lot of the kiss they had shared at Konoha's hotspring. Only that this time his hand simultaneously skimmed the underside of her bra-covered breast. She felt her blush intesify still, but her back arched of it's own accord as if trying to push her bosom into his large, calloused hand. He complied by carefully cupping one of the twin globes. His hand rested there, unmoving, waiting for her reaction. She pulled away from their kiss as his name left her lips in a breathless tone.

His hand squeezed once.

"Kakashi!" she called again.

He smirked, and leaned in to kiss her again. His hand began to slowly massage the soft mound as her own hands became bold enough to sneak beneath his shirt, fingernails grazing over his chest. Kakashi abruptly pulled back, knowing very well where this was leading and that she was not ready for this. His hand left her breast, much to Sakura's disappintment, but a part of her realized the 'danger' of the situation as well, and was a little thankful that he had stopped them from going any further. But now she was 'hot and bothered' as Ino would put it, and she didn't really know what to do about it. Asking Kakashi was not an option, either. That would be just too awkward. However, being Kakashi he probably knew anyway. That would explain at least, why Sakura was suddenly looking into a red sharingan-eye with three rapidly spinning tomoe.

"What…"

"I'll just put you to sleep. Otherwise you would hardly find any tonight. Trust me." He smiled at her.

She felt sleep tug at the corner of her mind, then overtaking her whole body. As her eyelids fell shut, the last thing she saw was Kakashi leaning in to kiss her forehead. Then, the world turned dark.

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Tsunade was pacing in her office again, and again, for some reason, had she ordered the white-haired man to witness the event. Jiraya had wanted to refuse, had argued that he didn't exactly work as a Konoha shinobi anymore. She had reminded him that being a shinobi is a life-long commitment. Only genin could retire without questions, chunin had to go through certain protocolls, and jounin- like him- were practically unable to retire at all. He was still one of the Hokage's shinobi, and the Hokage was her, so he would do as she said.

Sighing, the Toad-Sannin closed his eyes.

"You could always have them marry, if you are so concerned about your apprentice's reputation. Notthat there is much to save in the yes of some villagers."

"She's not twenty yet. She would need parental consent to marry."

"Adopt her."

"No."

"Why not?" Jiraya asked. "You said she's like a daughter to you. So, where's the problem."

"I'm still not happy with this. I don't want her to… you know… with him-"

"Him being Kakashi."

Tsunade glared at him. She didn't want to hear the name.

"You should be happy it's him," Jiraya suddenly said, unfazed by her murderous gaze.

"Why should I be happy that she is dating Konoha's No. 2 perv?!"

"She could've fallen for me."

Tsunade snorted, then smacked him up the back of his head.

"Ouch! It was just an example. She could have fallen for someone worse. I mean, come on. Even with all his fault, at least we know Ka- I mean he is a good guy."

Grumbling, the Hokage agreed.

"Who knows how to handle a female body."

"Grrr!"

"Just saying. The point is, it could've been someone less worthy of her love. I mean, he has stood by her through all they've through. Which was quite a lot, even with their friends' support… Come to think of it, that is perfect material for my next book…"

"Don't you dare!" Tsunade growled at him. "Don't you dare put my apprentice into your pervy excuse for literature!"

All she got as an answer was a puff of smoke as Jiraya disappeared. Tsunade growled once more, debating on whether or not to hunt him down, and beat the living daylight out of him, but ultimately deciding against it. Instead, she sighed as she returned to her desk, and rummaged through the papers and scrolls. She picked up the chart that lay underneath all of them, and held it up to her face to read it once again.

This could mean trouble, seeing as it said:

Rock, Lee

Discharged

End of chapter 28!

A/N: Finally, the Elders got around to making their decision. But now Lee has been discharged. How do you think will he react? How do you want him to react?