A/N: hi guys!

please note that the story rating had changed to Mature (i think we all know what that means). if anybody is uncomfortable reading such scenes, please skip all the italicized part, which is mostly on the first part of this chapter.

alright, on with the story! enjoy!

Shizune resisted the urge to fiddle with her obi as she led Kakashi inside her room. She was swept up in her emotions earlier and it appeared that he was too. But her uncertainties are beginning to creep up in her mind. Is it too soon for them to do this?

She turned to look at him once the door clicked shut behind them. He looked even more unsure than he did when they were in her living room. Unbidden, the memory of the first time they did this came to her mind. They were unsure that time, too, but Kakashi had been the one to initiate things. They looked at each for a moment and Shizune can see the clear desire in his eyes underneath the uncertainty.

"Shizune," he finally said gently and he put his hand on her shoulder, "It's alright if you're not yet ready. I can wait."

She blinked.

He looked down, "Don't take this as a rejection – I swear it's not – and, as you can see, I want you so much right now. But I should let you know that I promised myself that I'd let you take the lead on this part of our relationship. Please don't feel pressured to do this with me, I'll wait for you, I swear, because… because I -!"

She heard enough and decided to cut off his ramblings with a kiss. His admission that he wants her to be the one to initiate things was kind of sweet, and it strengthened her resolve.

I want this just as much as him.

She pulled away from his lips, gazing deeply into his eyes. They were looking at her with desire, with excitement, with love.

"I want to do this, Kakashi," she whispered as she reached behind her to untie the knot of her obi, "I want to do this."

She let the purple fabric fall to the floor, her eyes never leaving his. He gently took her face in his hands and kissed her forehead, the corners of her eyes, her cheeks, her lips. He kissed her lips with tenderness and Shizune could feel the sting of tears behind her eyes at the gentleness of the gesture. With shaky hands, she grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled them up his torso. He pulled away from her lips, drawing the shirt up his head and tossing it on the floor. He took her in his arms again, kissing her as his tongue gently probed her mouth. Her hands roamed his bare skin and felt the X-mark scar on his torso, a scar that she knew all too well.

His hands opened her yukata wider, slowly removing the garment off her. She resisted the urge to shiver once she's down to her mesh shirt and she felt his hands settle on her hips. He pulled away to let them catch their breaths. His face was flushed, his eyes dark with lust and his breathing erratic. His fingers made their way to the hem of her mesh shirt. He looked at her, silently asking her permission and, as a response, she removed it herself, leaving her in her undergarments. She removed those as well. Shizune suddenly felt a wave of insecurity crash at her and she looked down at their feet as she felt his eyes roam her naked body.

It's not like he never saw my body like this before! She thought to herself incredulously.

Did you forget? He has amnesia! A voice in her head argued.

Her internal dilemma was halted when his fingers grasped her chin and brought her eyes back up to his.

His eyes were staring at her lovingly, tenderly, "You're beautiful," he simply said but his voice was ringing with reverence.

It took everything for Shizune not to cry at his words. He's usually not a talkative man but he seemed to know what to say to her every time to make tears appear in her eyes.

She initiated the kiss this time, wrapping her arms around him and pressing herself against him. She shivered when she felt her naked breasts press against his bare chest and the feel of his arousal pressing against her belly. Shizune brought her hands down and unbuttoned his pants, drawing it down his thighs along with his undergarment, which he promptly kicked away. She can feel his hot member against her belly once Kakashi wrapped her in his arms again. Her face felt hot, she was breathing harshly and she can feel the lust fill the room. She wants this, wants him.

With his hands on her waist, he led her to her bed and, once the back of her knees hit the bed, he gently pushed her onto it. She landed on her back, staring up at his nakedness.

Kakashi's truly… beautiful. She thought to herself in awe. His immaculate face exposed to her, his eyes were dark, his defined body was littered with battle scars, with the X-scar being the most prominent. On the left side of his head was the latest addition to his collections of scars: the five-inch long scar that was inflicted by the rogue shinobi who attacked him that fateful night. She remembered the time when he told her the stories of each and every scar that he obtained, a testament to the fact that he's a warrior, ready to protect the people he holds dear.

He laid down beside her on his back and she took the opportunity to straddle him, her knees on the either side of his torso.

Despite the lust apparent in his eyes, he still managed to grin and say, "Getting excited?"

She grinned back, "Hmm, maybe. I just want to do something."

She leaned down, her lips brushing against the scar on his shoulder. His skin was warm under her lips and she moved to the scar near his collar bone, one that was inflicted by a kunai of an idiotic civilian who thought he was an enemy.

His breathing turned ragged again and his hands settled on her shoulders, "Shizune…"

She merely hummed as she continued her ministration, reaching the top end of the big X-scar on his chest. Her hands settled on the bed, fingers lightly grasping the sheets as she peppered his skin with kisses.

The hands on her shoulders tightened slightly and he brought her up, his face tilted as he kissed her almost desperately, nipping her lips teasingly. Shizune settled on top of him, every inch of their body pressed intimately. Kakashi wrapped his arms around her and flipped them over, kneeling between her legs. He pulled away, his hands on the either side of her head as he sat up and his upper body loomed over hers.

"You are beautiful, Shizune," he said again, "Don't forget that."

He didn't give her the chance to respond when he leaned over her body again and started to kiss her neck. She gasped as he sucked a particularly sensitive spot on the side of her neck. His white hair tickled her skin as he continued to kiss her, leaving open-mouthed kisses on her neck, her collarbone, her chest.

His tongue licked her nipples and Shizune couldn't stop the small moan that escaped her mouth. His mouth covered one of her nipples, kissing and licking it and one of his hands grabbed her other breast, fingers playing with her nipple. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, her hands coming up to his hair.

"Kakashi…" she sighed. His mouth turned its attention to her other breast, kissing and licking the same way he did with the other. Shizune can only sigh, moan and give in to the pleasure that he was giving her.

"Kakashi, please…" she moaned. He hummed, his voice rumbling against her skin.

"Please… take me," she said almost pleadingly.

He raised himself on his arms and stared at her. She must be quite a sight right now – she's certain that she's blushing furiously, her breathing harsh and a thin sheen of sweat on her skin – but he's looking at her like she's a queen.

He leaned down to kiss her, her lips easily yielding at his tender kisses. He coaxed her mouth open, his tongue searching for hers. He shifted and he spread her legs apart, settling his body between her knees. She tensed as she felt him enter her, feeling the familiar, slight sting inside her at the intrusion as he entered her fully. Her breath hitched as he pulled away from her lips, staring at her with darkened eyes.

"Shizune," he breathed.

"Please, Kakashi," she whispered back.

He started to move slowly, his skin starting to glisten with sweat at the effort of his movements. He buried his face on her neck and she can hear his low grunts, so close to her ear. She wrapped her arms around him and meet his thrusts with her hips. He raised his head from her neck and started to kiss her face and neck again, being overcome with what he's feeling. Shizune can only tighten her arms around him, the act of their passion reaching its heights as she felt her climax fast approaching.

He kissed her lips desperately as his movements intensified and quickened, their moans filling the room. His hand took hold of her breast, squeezing lightly and fingers playing with her nipple. Her hands tightened on his back, her nails almost burying itself on his skin as he moaned against her lips.

"Kakashi…" she panted once he pulled away. His face was flushed, sweat dripping from his forehead, down to her cheek.

"Come, Shizune," he replied with a grunt.

After a few more thrusts, Shizune arched her back and moaned as she reached her climax, waves of pleasure crashing on her body, leaving her body trembling. Kakashi's movements turned erratic, desperate, and, finally, he buried his face against her shoulder as he moaned her name on her skin.

They stayed that way for a few moments, trying to catch their breath. Shizune ran her hands up and down his back in a soothing motion, feeling the tremors of his muscles underneath her palms. Kakashi eventually pulled out from her and laid beside her on his back, looking up at the ceiling with a dumbfounded expression.

"That – I have – amazing," Kakashi said incoherently between breaths. She giggled, her body still tingling.

"Yeah, that's one way to describe it," she answered, amused.

Kakashi sat up and dragged the sheets that had been kicked down to the foot of the bed, covering both of them up to their torsos. He turned his head, looked at her and opened his arms. Shizune looked at him questioningly.

He grinned, "What? Can't a guy ask for a cuddle after that mind-blowing sex?"

She laughed and then concedes, laying her head on his chest, right above his still pounding heart, and one hand settling on his shoulder. One arm wrapped around her shoulder, drawing her closer to him and his free hand made its way to her elbow as he wrapped the sheet around her. Shizune sighed contentedly and closed her eyes.

"Thank you, Kakashi," she muttered as she settled comfortably on his chest.

She felt his chest rumble as he chuckled, "I think I should be the one thanking here, Shizune."

She scoffed, "Whatever. Still, thank you. Let's go to sleep."

"Shizune?"

"Hm?"

"Will you drop the 'sama' part now?"

"Definitely not."

"I figured. Good night, Shizune."

"Hm, good night," she mumbled sleepily.

She was about to fall asleep when she heard him whisper something that made her open her eyes again.

"I love you, Shizune."

She raised her head and looked at him, only to find his eyes already closed. Judging by his steady breathing, he had fallen asleep already. She smiled and kissed the tip of his nose. With every kiss that he gave her this night, every touch, he made her feel his love. He made love to her tonight.

"I love you too, Kakashi," she whispered.

She wondered when they will tell each other how they feel while they're both awake.

When Shizune woke up, she was cold. She glanced at bedside clock and saw that it was almost 7 in the morning. She stretched her arm to search for Kakashi, only to find the other side of the bed empty and cold. She blinked the sleepiness away and sat up, looking around the room. Her discarded clothes from last night was folded neatly at the foot of the bed but his clothes were nowhere to be found and the door to her bedroom open. She drew the sheets against her chest as she shivered. Where the hell is he? Did he leave already?

She stood up and dressed in her house clothes. Making a quick trip to her bathroom, she stepped out of the room and heard the sound of someone in her kitchen and she made her way there.

Kakashi had his back turned, focused on what he's cooking on the stove, which is probably egg. He was wearing his clothes from last night and her purple apron.

"I was hoping to bring you breakfast in bed," he spoke without turning to look at her, making her jump, "But you're already awake. Sorry about that."

She blinked, "Wha-? No, it's alright, we can eat at the table. What are you even cooking?"

"Eggs and gohan, hope that's okay," he answered as he put an egg in a plate. She watched him crack another one and toss the shell on the trash. Quickly washing his hands and wiping them with the apron, he finally turned to look at her.

"Good morning, my beautiful assistant," he said with a grin.

She tried to glare at him but she can feel her cheeks heat up, "I just woke up so I probably looked like a zombie with a messy bed hair."

He stepped in front of her and took her in his arms, his chin on top of her head, "Well, you do look adorable with bed hair."

She hid her embarrassed smile against his shoulder as her arms wrapped itself around him, "Stop."

"Whatever. I like your bed hair whether you like it or not," he retorted childishly.

She glanced over his shoulder and laughed, "You know, for someone who volunteered to cook, you do a great job of being distracted and letting the egg burn."

"Shit!" He exclaimed and let go of her, turning his attention back to his cooking. He glared at her playfully when he saw that the egg was, in fact, not burning.

"Not funny," he said as he put the perfectly cooked egg on the plate.

"If I let you hug me for a minute longer, it will be burned," she commented.

He scooped rice into their plates, putting them into a tray with the plate of eggs, which also had two mugs of what smelled like coffee.

"Do you need help?" she asked.

"Nah, I got this. You can take a seat," he replied as he made his way to the table and Shizune followed. He set the table, carefully putting the plates and mugs on their places.

"You're really spoiling me," she noted as he moved the jar of sugar and cream to her side.

He leaned closer and gave her a teasing smile, "Only the best for my very dedicated and hardworking assistant," he said and kissed her cheek.

"It should be the other way around, you know," she berated.

"Shizune," he said almost exasperatedly, "I can only do this when were not in the Tower. Please, let me do this. I like doing these things for you."

She pouted and gazed at him. He was definitely serious.

"Alright," she conceded and he grinned triumphantly, giving her another kiss on the cheek.

After they ate, Shizune was once again left to do nothing as he took on the chore of doing the dishes. She took the bags of the stuff she bought from the night market and the stuffed pig, putting the bags in her closet and leaving the pig on her bed. After, she yawned and stretched her arms above her head. It's almost 8 in the morning and she had to get ready for work.

She went back to the kitchen, "Kakashi, I'll go shower. Please lock the door when you leave."

"Hm? You're going to shower?" he asked as he rinsed the plate.

"Of course! It's almost 8, by the way. You should hurry," she replied.

"Can I join you in the shower?" he requested almost jokingly.

She opened her mouth to decline but decided against it.

"If you hurry, you can," she said in the most seductive voice she can muster and she turned back to go to her bathroom, leaving the Hokage stuttering.

"W-wait, Shizune!"