Author's Note: Request on tumblr for a caught off guard kiss. I'm still accepting requests from the kiss prompts and another prompt list on tumblr if anyone is interested
"So," Raido drawled, peering at Genma over his drink. "Who is she?" .
Genma tipped his beer higher, taking a deep pull to avoid lying for as long as possible. "Who is who?"
Behind Raido's shoulder, Iwashi rolled his eyes skyward, a surprising display of annoyance for the usually sedate man. "The woman that's been keeping you so occupied that we practically had to force you to come drink with us."
Genma chuckled, rolling the senbon across his lips with an air of disinterest. He wasn't surprised that this topic had come up, he'd been avoiding the conversation for a while. Raido's initial teasing had escalated into something more serious when Genma refused to divulge details. In fact, the only reason that Genma had come out tonight was to get his friends off of his back. He wasn't ready to get into the truth, so he armed himself with sarcasm and thinly veiled innuendos, both strategies which had worked well in the past.
The night spiraled out of control quickly as half a dozen friends stopped by to catch up. Gai had appeared not long after Iwashi, dragging an equally reclusive Kakashi behind him. Yamato had joined shortly after that, Anko half hanging off of his arm. Genma didn't have the mental capacity to try and figure that out. Especially not with everyone watching him, waiting for a response. He grinned and tipped his head. "Wouldn't want to jinx it."
Raido whistled under his breath, eyes narrowing. "So there really is someone? Why didn't you tell me earlier, you ass?"
"He's just riling you up," Iwashi complained, shaking his head. "He's never been shy about sharing his exploits, why would he start now?"
Before Genma could form a defense, a hand fell on his shoulder. He turned, only to be blinded by Gai's grin. "Genma would never lie about the youthful endeavours of the heart."
"Unless if helped his case," Raido interrupted, causing an eruption of laughter from their friends.
Tension bled out of Genma's shoulders at the sound, especially when coupled with the easy smiles around him. It should be enough to get everyone off of his back, at least temporarily. He knew that he'd eventually have to own the truth, but he'd also meant the earlier words. He didn't want to ruin the relationship by moving too quickly.
Genma and Sakura had been together for almost five months, a lifetime for him. The idea of ending it left him sick. The whole thing had started when a stupid mistake during a spar with Raido landed Genma in the hospital. He'd been shocked when Sakura not only responded to his flirting, but gave as good as she got. Then, she'd lived up to every insinuation and tease when they'd stumbled into her office an hour later, despite her admonishments about rest.
Two or three days passed before Sakura showed up at the Hokage's office with dangerously smoldering eyes. They'd barely made it back to Genma's apartment before the clothes started coming off. The fling had been a whirlwind that turned serious when Sakura brought up labels a few weeks into it. Genma had been content to continue the way they were, but she wanted more. And, after a week long crisis, he'd admitted that he did too. The rest, as they say, was history.
At least, it was until Sakura brought up the idea of telling people. Genma had laughed, sure that she'd been joking. That meant having to face Kakashi, Tsunade, Naruto, Sakura's parents, and Sasuke, plus Raido and Iwashi. And those were just the people that they had to tell directly. Genma hadn't been able to decide who to start with, so he avoided telling anyone. He put Sakura off with teasing kisses and promises that he'd do it when the time was right. It wasn't his fault that the time had never been right.
A stir rippled through the room, dragging Genma from the safety of his thoughts. He half expected to find someone else needling him about not going out often enough, but the reality was worse. His stomach tightened with pleasure and fear at the sight of Sakura next to him. She pushed between himself and Raido to order a beer like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Sakura's long pink hair had been twisted away from her face in a messy bun, tendrils brushing the back of her neck. She'd come straight from work, still wearing blue scrubs and a plain, grey t-shirt. Somehow, they managed to make her even more enticing . A bottle appeared in Sakura's hand, and Genma realized that he'd missed part of the conversation. She laughed, fiery eyes on Genma's as a smile playing across her lips. "You told them?"
Before Genma could think of an appropriate answer, Sakura rose on the tips of her toes and molded their lips together. He started to open his mouth in protest , but the pressure kept him from moving. Somehow, Sakura had learned the angle necessary to avoid the senbon sprouting from his lips, and he'd stopped caring how she did it.
The room spun when Sakura pulled back, and Genma's tongue darted over the damp place her kiss had left on his lower lip. He was vaguely aware of a glass shattering on the floor. "I guess we have now."