OCTOBER 24: Hokage!Sakura/ANBU!Itachi
~ After Office Hours ARE Important ~
Itachi refrained from sighing for the umpteenth time in the last 5 minutes. Annoyed and alone, he roughly put his elbows on his desk and held his head. Today just wasn't going to be a good day. He should've known it was better to just go home and fake sickness at the first sign: all the good tea in the ANBU headquarters kitchenette was gone and of course Shisui stole the last of his good stash in his desk. His muscle memory allowed him to make a low grade tea while he grimaced and thought of all the ways to set new traps on the desk drawer. It was obvious Shisui had learned to disable the current ones. Alas, the unpleasant events just kept on coming.
On his way to his office after making the bitter cheap tea, a disgruntled, sweaty Kakashi stepped around the corner in front of him. Itachi looked around the man and saw he was pulling a cart filled with at least 600 lbs of papers, all disarrayed, and held flat boxes under the other arm. Itachi really felt for his fellow nin. With a slight nod he stepped out of Kakashi's way but suddenly Kakashi stepped in front of him. Itachi could feel the smug energy radiating off the Copy-Nin's body and slightly narrowed his eyes and he looked to Kakashi. Kakashi was smiling. Not just any smile. His shit eating smile, which was only offered in situations that negatively impact the person he was smiling at.
"Hey Itachi-san! Lovely weather we are having right?" It wasn't. It was blazing hot outside even at 10 am. They were in the middle of summer and today was possibly the hottest, most humid day in Konoha history. The sweat on Kakashi's mask and dripping from his hair said as much. Before Itachi could respond, Kakashi kept talking, "Thank goodness the A/C is working here. I just got back from the Hokage tower and their units are out. Needless to say, the Hokage is not pleased." Kakashi scratched the back of his head. His second tell to when he was either about to lie or about to fuck someone's day up. Itachi had a sinking suspicion it could be both. "She sent me here with all these papers to reorganize and put in boxes for the archives but I think I forgot to leave water out for the dogs today. I wouldn't want them to dehydrate and well you know. The Hokage said these papers were so important and needed to be done immediately. Say Itachi-san, would you be able to get started on these for me? I'll be back soon. Thanks!"
Before Itachi could vehemently deny any of his help, the Copy-Nin shoved the boxes at Itachi and poofed away. He almost couldn't believe what just happened but this was Kakashi. One should always avoid Kakashi, a mental note he bolded and underlined in his head at that exact moment. With a deep sigh he stepped forward to grab the handle for the cart but one of the boxes shifted suddenly and knocked his tea over his whole front side. Itachi closed his eyes and counted to 10, breathing deep with every number. Everything would be fine. He had a spare uniform in his office if Shisui hadn't gotten to that too. Crushing the now empty cup in his hand, he readjusted the boxes, grabbed the handle to the cart, and walked to his office. Once he was inside he threw the boxes down and slammed his office door. That should be enough of a signal for everyone else in the building to not bother him. He hoped.
45 minutes later here he was, going through these papers and sorting them into boxes. Sitting at his desk in his black undershirt and boxers because of fucking course Shisui took his spare uniform. Itachi breathed out and looked over to his clothes which were currently air drying in front of his personal A/C unit. His black pants would be fine but the gray clan shirt he wore today would definitely stain. He wondered how much the Hokage would question the disappearance of the well known Copy-Nin and Body Flicker ANBU. Finally releasing a big sigh Itachi got to work on the papers again. Once he was done he would take them to the Hokage himself and without a single doubt, tattle on Kakashi. He really had nothing to lose and the Hokage would know as soon as he arrived with the boxes. She was a genius after all and well versed in her ex-captain's manipulations.
After six hours, Uchiha Itachi was finally done with sorting and boxing all the papers. Needless to say, Kakashi never showed his masked face the entire time. Although Itachi wanted nothing more than to have just left the papers and went home, he was dedicated to his Hokage and Kakashi said this was important to her. Slipping his black pants on, Itachi thought about the best way to get to the tower. The clock read 5:15 pm which was just past the Hokage's new office hours but he knew she wouldn't be gone just yet. Thinking it was better to get this over with sooner than later so he could go home, Itachi put all the now-filled boxes into a scroll and transported himself to the Hokage's office.
As soon as the last bit of smoke cleared from his jutsu he immediately felt the humidity and heat seep into his clothes. He noticed the chair to the Hokage's desk was empty, all the windows had been opened to let in what little breeze was around. Eyes narrowing he turned around and found who he was looking for, his eyes widened as he looked a little lower on her stretched out frame. She must not have heard him as she continued to reach further into the tall bookcase for what she was looking for. "Fucking hell," He heard her whisper but for the first time in his life Itachi found himself unable to move, unable to breathe, and unable to look away from the light pink, very lacy underwear his delightfully endowed Hokage was wearing. His mouth went dry as she did a little jump to grab what she needed causing her plump rump to giggle. "Yes!" she yelled breathlessly and slowly set back onto her heels, letting her short white dress barely cover her backside as it should've. Itachi assumed she was supposed to be wearing her robe over this particular dress. As for the underwear… he knew he would be seeing that in his dreams for many nights.
Itachi cleared his throat causing her whip around and he suddenly wished he had just left instead. There she was, green eyes round like matcha dango, pink hair in a french braid leading to a high ponytail to keep her long hair off her neck and back, and a white dress that was now see through from a light moisture he assumed was her sweat from the A/C not working in the tower today. Her face bloomed with a beautiful light blush as she quickly realized what situation she must've been caught in. If someone looked close enough, which he had naturally, they would notice her lace bra was the same pink as her underwear.
She knew her dress was short but it was hot, humid, and unbearable. It was after her office hours so she figured no one would see her without her heavy robes on for a while. She went through all the hard work of making sure no one was scheduled to come in after 5 pm today. The only person who was a maybe on her list was Kakashi but she knew he would take forever with sorting those papers she gave him. Really, if he hadn't avoided his last physical then maybe she wouldn't have felt the need to punish him.
Sakura couldn't help as her eyes hurriedly raked over Itachi's form. The lean muscles from his arms and shoulders looked especially delicious today. Her eyes widened slightly and her face felt a little hotter as she looked him in the eyes immediately after the thought went through her head. "Itachi-san. Hello. I uh, was not expecting company," She laughed a little nervously. Her eyes followed his down her body to, what she assumed, was her hands which held the sake bottle she had been reaching for. It was a very well kept secret that Sakura made her office hours stop at 5 so she could drink while she finished up the more tedious paperwork at the end of the day. "Sake?" She asked quickly and rushed to her desk. She reached over her desk to grab two sake glasses from her top desk drawer. She could've sworn as the glasses clinked together she heard a low pained groan but brushed it off as the heat getting to her head as she turned around again.
Itachi closed his eyes as yet another inappropriate picture of his Hokage burned into his retinas but this one was her bent over her own desk. He needed to get home to a nice ice cold shower. ASAP. Keeping his eyes above her neck, he gave her a small strained smile. At least he could get a drink now. "Yes, please Hokage-sama." A lovely smile graced her face at the title. "Please Itachi-san, you have known me almost all my life. Call me Sakura." She said lightly as she poured his drink and handed it to him. As he took the drink from her, his fingers overlapped hers and she moved her eyes from the drink to his eyes. "Then call me Itachi, Sakura." The low verberations made her blush again. Maybe first names with no honorifics was not the way to go but too late to turn back now. As he took the drink away she reached up to push a loose hair behind her ear. "So, Itachi," She looked him in the eyes as she said his name to gauge his reaction. There may have been a slight shift in his eyes but she wasn't sure as it could have been the light. "What brings you to my office at this time?" She shot her sake back and was pouring another when he took a scroll out of his pocket.
"I just wanted to get these papers back to you before the end of the day. Kakashi had said this assignment was very important to you. I reported as soon as I got it done-" "WHAT." Sakura slammed the bottle back on her desk. Surprisingly it only cracked a little. Deep inside Itachi was grinning from ear to ear. This is why he came. To dig Kakashi's grave. Deeper, he assumed based on her reaction. He wouldn't be the only one with a bad day however he would note it has certainly gotten.. More interesting since his arrival at the Hokage Tower. "Kakashi stopped me this morning to help him sort these papers you gave him but apparently forgot to give his dogs water. I've still yet to see him since." Itachi wasn't really one for much talking but he, too, certainly knew how to use his words to benefit him like the Copy-Nin. He watched as his Hokage gathered large amounts of chakra, so much so her hair started to sway. He took a sip of his drink just then and noted the lovely taste of sake and sweet, sweet revenge. Another crack appeared in the sake bottle and he stepped forward and put his hand over hers on the bottle.
"Although I fully understand your frustrations, Sakura, I would hate to see this bottle go to waste." He whispered to her, his eyes staying on hers. The chakra she gathered had dissipated as another charming blush crossed her cheeks. "You're right. I'll be needing this whole bottle tonight anyway. I am so sorry he tricked you into doing that. It wasn't important, just grunt work that was supposed to be served as a punishment." She lifted the hand not covered by Itachi's and dragged it down her face, stopping to cup her cheeks and squeeze lightly with a dejected look on her face. Itachi's mouth curved as he saw the cute look she was making. He doubted she even knew how many men wished to soothe the worried lines on her forehead. Or how many men wanted to warm her bed with sweet promises of her never even remembering Kakashi's stupid ploy.
Itachi tensed with his thoughts and stepped away from Sakura, his hand lightly sliding off hers and the bottle. What he didn't anticipate was her hand subconsciously following his and tipping the bottle off the desk. In a motion so quick both shinobi reached for the bottle. Itachi had already squatted and caught the bottle but Sakura had pushed off the desk with too much strength from her previous frustrations and fell on Itachi.
Itachi was on his back holding the bottle upright with one hand and his other on the skin of Sakura's upper thigh. Sakura was straddling him on his lower stomach and Itachi felt very thankful but also a little resentful she didn't land any lower on his person. "Itachi! I am so sorry. I guess I still had chakra in my hands and I don't even know why my hand moved on the bottle. Today has just been really stressful with the A/C, the council meetings, Kakashi, and I just-" She stopped abruptly when she felt the thumb of his hand high on her thigh start moving in soothing, stimulating circles. Her body instantly filled with a new hot tension. She looked in his deeply focused eyes and sighed again. "I'm sorry." She said again in an almost whisper, her eyes glistening with a mix of embarrassment and desire.
Itachi had placed the bottle down while she was talking. His hand not on her thigh found itself on her cheek and swiped his thumb gently under her eye. She had a bad day too. "Sakura, it's okay." Those three words created a light smile on her face as she leaned into his hand a little more. He wasn't sure what compelled him. Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it was how she had a bad day also. Maybe it was the way the setting sun made her look like a glowing goddess. Maybe it was the way she straddled him with her dress hiked up and her skin so soft and smooth under his callused hands that he couldn't possibly want to move them off her. His hand on her face moved to the back of her neck and pulled her down to meet him halfway in a searing kiss.
Sakura couldn't believe what was happening because it was happening so fast. She was making out with Uchiha Itachi, grinding on him on her office floor, needing to feel him closer to her. Her hands found their way into his hair as Itachi sat up and kissed her down her neck to her chest. A long moan left her lips when he bit down on the perfect spot connecting her neck and shoulder. Swirling his tongue around his bite on her skin, Itachi used both his hands to grab her rear and pressed her deeply into his full erection. His blood pumped through his veins as he quickly flipped their positions on her floor. He started to kiss her back up her neck but before he found her mouth again he pulled his face away to look into her eyes. "Is this okay?" He asked quickly and breathlessly. He wanted her. He wanted her bad. She placed her feet on the floor and moved her hips up to grind against him. "I've never done this here before but what are office hours for?" The gleam in her eyes told him she wanted him just as bad. He smiled at her and continued to ravish her. He hoped after this she would be willing to go to dinner with him. Maybe now, her after office hours could be reserved for him and him alone.