Sakura sat listening unamused as Ino shared the details of her latest conquest from the night before. They were at a local tea house in the heart of the village for their regular Saturday afternoon lunch together. After losing so many friends and family during the war, they had agreed that they would always make time for each other. Ino had lost her father, leaving only her and her mother. Sakura had lost her teammate, friend and childhood crush Sasuke. They had never been romantically involved, but his death was still painful and she missed him.

"Hey, Forehead, are you even listening to me?" Ino asked with a raised eyebrow.

Sakura sighed heavily as she looked at Ino. "Sorry, Ino. I was just thinking."

At the age of 19, Sakura had only been on three dates ever and had only one boyfriend (Kiba) whom she had lost her virginity to about six months ago. Honestly it had been a terrible experience.

Things had been going great with Kiba until they had decided to start being intimate. It had been painful and awkward. Kiba didn't have much experience so he had been a bit clumsy despite trying his best to keep his composure. They tried a couple times after that, and it had been less painful but she was still unable to climax.

Needless to say, Sakura still had yet to have a good sexual experience.

All the while Ino had a whole book of experiences. A few months ago, Ino had told Sakura about an encounter with some Jonin at a local bar. He had approached her and offered to buy her a drink, and Ino accepted of course. According to Ino, before they could even finish their third round they were heading to the back of the bar to the storage room. As soon as the door was locked he had pinned Ino to the wall and taken her right then and there. Sakura had never done anything remotely close to this and Ino was out doing it all the time. Yet Sakura had never heard of Ino's experiences from anyone but Ino herself.

Sakura let out an irritated sigh. Ino letting out a small giggle that brought Sakura back to the conversation.

"Sakura, don't tell me that you're jealous?" Ino asked with a smirk.

Sakura wasn't jealous; she was just amazed at how her friend managed to keep such things so quiet. Being honest with herself, Sakura could admit that she definitely wanted what Ino had. She wanted to know what it was like to have a man please her properly. She wanted to live her life, but she wanted to do it in a way that didn't earn her a bad reputation.

But that didn't make Sakura jealous of Ino, right? Okay yeah, maybe she was a little jealous. But she wasn't about to admit that out loud. "I am not jealous, Ino Pig! I just don't know how you get away with your reputation intact, that's all," she replied defensively.

Rumors spread fast around their village; Sakura had even heard rumors about Kakashi. She had been at the local bath house when a couple of other women had come in. One was a tall, thin brunette with short hair. The other was a little shorter, with more plump and blond. They were talking about a man one of them had gone home with the night before.

The brunette had approached a Jonin with silver hair in a local bar, they hit things off pretty well and they had ended up leaving the bar together. Sakura instantly knew that the woman was talking about Kakashi, and she was sharing way too much information about their encounter. Apparently, her former sensei was quite the lover and had done things to the brunette that Sakura didn't even know were possible.

Ino fixed her with a blank face and said, "Easy, you don't be yourself."

"Ino, aren't you supposed to be yourself when looking for a guy?"

"No Sakura, I mean physically. As in your appearance."

Sakura looked at the blond with wide eyes when she realized what exactly Ino had just said.

"Ino, you can't be serious?! You actually do that?" Sakura hissed.

"Sure I am. Think about it, Sakura, with a henge you have no reason for reservations. Nobody will know it's you so you can relax, be yourself, and let loose. Nobody can judge you or talk about you if you aren't YOU!" Ino said with a smirk.

"No. No way in HELL am I doing that!"

Ino just shrugged at her friend. "Suit yourself. You asked how I do it and I told you. Besides, how is anyone ever going to know?"

Sakura sat back in her chair, mind rolling over what Ino just said. She had to admit, the girl had a point. If she wasn't herself, then she didn't need to worry about the glares and opinions of others. She could go out have a couple drinks, flirt with some guys and maybe get a positive experience with the opposite sex for once, all without ruining her reputation and completely humiliating herself.

There was a down side, though. What if the guy she met was great? What if he wanted to see her again? What if she wanted to see him again? Could she really be okay with that?

"I don't know Ino. Isn't that kind of wrong to deceive someone like that?"

"Hardly," the blond snorted. "Look, guys go out all the time with fake names and jobs looking for a woman to take home for one night with no strings attached. We are doing the same thing; we are just smarter about it."

Sakura gave her a weary look. Ino knew if she had any chance of Sakura agreeing to this then she needed to explain it in a way that would make her feel better. Sakura needed this. She was a downright prude most of the time and that's why she had never been able to really enjoy sex. "Don't give me that look."

"Sakura, is it deceiving to color your hair or wear make-up?"

"Well, no."

"Then why would using a henge to do it for you be any different?"

"It's not the same, Ino. Changing into a completely different person all-together is a lot different from changing the color of my hair."

"Then don't change that much. Just change your appearance enough that you wouldn't be easily recognized. Like, change your hair and eye color, use a different name and find a guy that you don't know that's looking for the same thing as you. It's the pretty much the same thing. It's that simple."

Sakura thought for a moment. Maybe this wasn't as complicated as she was making it out to be. If she didn't change much more than the shade of her hair and eyes then it really wouldn't be much different than what other people do. It was definitely a solid way of getting what she was looking for without all the strings attached to it. "All right, I'll think about it. Maybe it won't be so bad."

"That's my girl Sakura! Coming out of her shell at last!" Ino was far too pleased with this.

"But you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone about this. EVER!" Sakura told her. Ino gave her a 'DUH' expression. The last thing she needed was for something like this to blow up in her face.

So now Sakura was standing in front of her full-length mirror looking at her henge self. She was wearing a blue strapless dress with an A-Line skirt that came to about mid-thigh with a pair of white heels strapped to her ankles. Her green eyes were now bright blue, her pink hair now red and pulled into a half up-do. She was a couple inches taller and had made some minor alterations to her face but not too much. She hoped she looked alright—usually Ino helped her get ready when she dressed up to go out.

She had to try a couple of times to get results that she was happy with. At first she tried making her breasts a couple of sizes bigger, thinking that it always seemed to work well for Lady Tsunade and Ino. She quickly realized that none of her dresses would fit up top and had to shrink them back down closer to their actual size. She had also tried making her lips a little fuller, but they just looked awkward. After her lips and breasts, Sakura didn't dare go for her nose. She figured she was not easily recognizable by anyone that she could possibly run into.

With a deep breath and one last glance at herself, she grabbed her clutch and headed out the door to the local bar.

Kakashi sat at the old bar in the Rusty Shuriken under his disguise henge, Sukea. Really, he looked virtually the same. He was still the same build and the same height—even his face was the same (not that anyone would know that) just minus the scar and mask. The biggest difference was his silver hair was now brown, his dark blue eyes were hazel, and he was wearing civilian clothes. Just the absence of his ever present mask and Jonin uniform made him practically unrecognizable to most people as it was.

He tried not to make a habit out of using the henge to hide from people—usually he used it to play jokes and tricks on people. Normally he wouldn't mind spending Saturday evening at the bar with his friends, but that day had been a long day for Kakashi and all he wanted was to have a few drinks without being bothered by the numerous people sure to come in that night. So, he sat there sipping casually on the dark liquid in his glass, intent on blocking out all else in the bar. That is, until she came and sat next to him.

To say that Sakura was nervous was an understatement. She felt the eyes and smirks directed at her when she walked into the bar and couldn't help but be a little flattered. With her eyes straight ahead, she made her way to the bar and took the first empty seat she came across. She slid onto the barstool and waved to the bartender. When the bartender arrived, she placed her order for a Long Island, knowing it was a drink with a kick. She was counting on the alcohol to help her relax a bit; worst case scenario, she was a medic and could flush alcohol from her system in seconds if she needed to.

When he came back with her drink and set it in front of her, she began pulling money out to pay for it when a deep, smooth voice spoke, "You can add the ladies drink to my tab."

Sakura turned to address the man sitting next to her with a small blush on her face.
"That really isn't necessary." She said. Realizing that she might be coming off as a prude, she decided that maybe she should let him buy her a drink.

Ino's stories usually started off with the guy buying her a drink, so maybe this is how these things were supposed to go.

He turned and looked at her, eyes locking with hers before he shrugged dismissively. Kakashi couldn't help but notice the very pretty blush that had crept up on her face. She was a very attractive woman to say the least. Her figure was just the way he liked. She had smooth, creamy skin, long toned legs, and breasts that he was sure would fit perfectly into the palms of his hands. That, topped off with a beautiful face (that oddly seemed a bit familiar) Kakashi couldn't help the slight stir in his belly.

Sakura couldn't deny that the man in front of her was an attractive one. One who, if she had been her normal self, she would never have had the courage to talk to. He was tall and lean with brown hair and hazel eyes. He had a firm jaw line, straight nose, and high cheekbones. He wore casual pants that were a bit loose and a dark short sleeve shirt that slightly hugged his well-defined biceps. It was a little nerve wracking, but then again that was the point of all this, right? The henge was here as a type of shield for those fears. With that thought, Sakura took a calming breath and spoke.

"Thank you! My name is Saki by the way," she said with a shy smile.

Kakashi couldn't help but smirk to himself. "Sukea," he said, holding her gaze. He then turned to the bartender to order them both another round.

Two hours and several drinks later, Sakura was beyond tipsy. She had started to burn off the alcohol with her chakra about an hour ago—none of this would go well if she couldn't maintain her henge because she was too drunk. Things did seem to be moving in the right direction, and she couldn't ignore the shoulder rubs and knee bumps from the man next to her. "I've never seen you around here before, Sukea. Are you new to Konoha or just passing through?" she asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

"I'm just passing through, work related stuff and what not. I tend to stop by every few months," he said simply.

"So, you'll be leaving soon then, huh?"

"First thing in the morning," he answered with a slight nod.

"How do you usually spend your nights in Konoha?" she asked with a shy smile.

Kakashi looked at the woman sitting next to him and contemplated if she was asking what he thought she was. Only one way to find out. "I usually have a few drinks then return to my hotel room for the night. But I'm always up for a change in routine. Especially if that change is the company of a beautiful woman."

Sakura could only blink at the man in front of her. Did he just imply he would like for her to go back to his room with him? Well, this is what you wanted, isn't it? She thought to herself. With that, she gave him a nod of her head and he threw some money on the bar and they were out the door.

It was a short walk to his hotel. Less than five minutes later they were stumbling into a dark hotel room, lips locked and tongues intertwined. As they stumbled their way to the bed Kakashi searched her body for the zipper to the dress she was wearing, while she fumbled with the buttons of his shirt.

When Sakura's back hit the bed she suddenly stopped, realizing the extent of the situation she was in and what exactly they were about to do. Her thoughts must have shown on her face for a moment because Sukea paused and stared down at her intently before he spoke. "Is this okay? We can stop if you want to," he asked. There was a bit of a slur in his voice, but also some concern.

It had been a long while since Kakashi had been with a woman. He couldn't lie and say that he didn't want Saki. He did, but he wanted her to want him just as badly.

Sakura took a moment and shook her head. "No, I want to. It's just..."

"Just what?" Kakashi asked.

"I haven't really done this a lot," she said sheepishly.

His eyes went wide for a moment at her confession before relaxing again with a chuckle. "Don't worry, I've got you." And with that he covered her mouth again with his own in a searing kiss.

She moaned quietly into his mouth, and he moved his kisses to her jaw and down her neck. He had been fumbling around trying to get her dress off for a few minutes now and Sakura was starting to think he just might rip the damn thing off instead. A moment later he found the zipper and pulled it down in one quick tug. Grabbing a hold of the blue fabric he pulled it down and off her body onto the floor, pleased to see she wasn't wearing a bra.

She clumsily slid her hands up the hard planes of his chest and over his shoulders to slide his shirt down, his muscled back, tossing it aside to join her dress on the floor. He trailed hot open-mouthed kisses down her chest until he got to the small pink peak of her right breast and wrapped his mouth around it then brought his hand up to knead the left one.

He loved how responsive she was to his touch. He had women before that were active in bed, but this one was on another level entirely. She moved and reacted to his touch like she was made for him.

Sakura's body was on fire. She had never felt such things before and it was amazing. With every touch to her skin it felt like sparks. She was panting and withering with his every move like her body had a mind of its own. All of these new and wonderful feelings were almost too much for her. She never knew that someone could make her feel this good.

All thoughts went out the window when she felt him trailing further down her body, hooking his finger into the hem of her panties and dragging them down her legs as he went. He wasn't really about to do THAT to her, was he? She took a chance and glanced down at him. Sure enough, his destination was clear. Completely mortified, Sakura quickly tried to close her legs to keep him from his destination, but only succeeded in trapping his head between them.

Kakashi stopped when he felt her legs snap shut around his head. He looked up at her and saw the uncertainty on her face. Ah, I get it. "Have you never had this done to you before?" he asked, already pretty sure he knew the answer.

She shook her head, a deep blush spreading across her face. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy this." With that, he dove his face between her legs lapping, swirling his tongue, and sucking mercilessly.

Her breaths got shorter and her moans loader—he knew she was close. Sakura could feel her control on her chakra slipping, and she was pretty sure she had felt her eyes change back to green. Thankfully Sukea's head was down and he hadn't noticed.

To help push her over the edge, he took one large finger and inserted it into her heat, moving it in and out of her, giving it a curl upward to hit that spot. It wasn't long before he felt her inner walls clamp down around his finger as she cried out her climax.

That was Sakura's first real orgasm. The few times she had been with Kiba he had never been able to fully bring her to climax. She had been completely unprepared for the intensity of it all, for the waves and waves of pleasure that wracked her body.

Kami, he isn't even inside of me yet and already he is making me feel better than I ever have. Kakashi decided to take the opportunity to slide out of his pants and boxers before resuming his place on top of her.

As Sakura came down from her high, she went limp on the bed feeling boneless. Sukea crawled his way back up her body to settle his hips on hers. She felt him rubbing his hard member across her wet folds. It sent a pleasant shiver down her spine just thinking about it going in her.

She wouldn't have to wait much longer. He looked down at her and asked, "Are you ready for me?" She nodded, and with one quick thrust of his hips he was buried in her to the hilt, both of them moaning out at the sensation of their bodies joining.

He made a long deep thrust inside of her, loving the way she arched and gasped with his every push. She was so tight and wet around him; she felt absolutely amazing. Sakura had one hand on his head running her fingers through his hair, while the other was gripping the hard muscles on his back.

Instinctively, she brought her long lean legs up to wrap around his hips, which only helped him to thrust deeper inside of her. Sucking on the sensitive spot under her ear, he thrust in and out of her determined to hear more of those beautiful sounds.

With a grind here, a roll of the hips there, reaching down between their bodies he used his thumb to rub slow circles over her clit and with a hard thrust her back was arching up off the bed, eyes skewed shut in pleasure and mouth hung open in a silent scream. She thrashed and withered under him, the pleasure more intense than anything she had ever felt.

Falling back down onto the bed breathing heavily, Sakura tried to regain her composure. Apparently Sukea had other plans, because soon she felt strong hands scooping her ass up and back. Before she knew what was happening, she was on all four, ass in the air on full display for him. She felt his strong grip on her hips and she could hear him chuckling behind her.

Then he was leaning over her to whisper huskily in her ear. "I'm nowhere near done with you yet." He was inside her again and this time at an even fast pace than before, his speed only increasing. Soon he was thrusting into her as fast and as deep as he could, his pace relentless but no less pleasurable.

Sakura could feel that hot liquid pooling in her lower belly again. Her inner walls were clenching furiously and she had a tingling ecstasy running throughout her body. She could tell that this next orgasm would be even bigger than the first two and was trying to prepare herself for what was surely about to come.

Gripping the sheets as tightly as she could, she was once again clamping down on him as the waves of pleasure washed over her body. With a few more ragged thrusts, he followed after her with a low groan and a bruising grip on her hips.

Once he had emptied himself deep inside of her, he slowly pulled out and flopped down on the bed beside her. He gave her a handsome lopsided grin when their eyes met. They lay there for a few moments trying to catch their breath.

"Wow," Sakura breathed out after a few minutes.

"Yeah," was all he said.

Kakashi laid there for a moment, silently wishing he had met Saki as himself. There was no denying the connection they had and it would have been nice to see where this would have gone if he weren't pretending to be someone that didn't even actually exist. Pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind, he turned to her and asked, "Saki, I'm going to rinse off, care to join me?"

His voice brought her back from her half-asleep state. At her fake name, she remembered that she wasn't Sakura right now and couldn't fall asleep near this man because her henge would fade. Turning to look at him, "No, that's alright. I should actually get going. I have to be at work early in the morning." With that, she climbed out of bed and began redressing herself. He didn't speak while she readied herself to leave because, really, what could he say?

When she had herself somewhat presentable to walk home, she turned and gave him a smile. "Thank you for tonight. I really did enjoy it."

"Same here, maybe I'll see you next time I'm in town." But I doubt it, he said to himself.

"Yeah, maybe." Not likely. She thought.

"See you around, Sukea."

"See you around, Saki."

With that, she walked out of the room and made her way home. Unable to keep out the thoughts of 'what if.' What if she had met him as Sakura and not as Saki? Could there have been more to this than just one night of mind-blowing sex? Could there have been something more?

She pushed those thoughts out as quickly as they came, because it just wasn't possible. Even if he had felt it too, nothing good can be based on deception. On the other hand, Ino had a point_ it was just sex, so she shouldn't feel too bad about it. Keeping that thought, she continued on her way home for a good night sleep and hell of a story to tell Ino the next day.