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Chapter Twenty Four: First act of passion

The days went by fairly quick as the group of ninja worked to earn the money needed. Sasuke had gotten well by the third day and Imako was getting used to being herself again. There wasn't really that much there to guard from; a group of bandits here, a thief there, but no matter what, they got their full pay so no one was complaining... cept Naruto who was more bored than ever. At the end of the week they had enough money to pay back Shidou, buy supplies and the horses and had some cash left over. This would be their last night in the inn and Kakashi planned to make the most of it with a big dinner (and after some begging from Naruto, a super sized bowl of ramen just for him).

"I'll never get used to Naruto and his ramen," kidded Imako.

"Once we get home you'll get used to it soon enough," smiled Kakashi. "That's all he ever eats, though he usually leeches off of Iruka."

Imako's smile slightly faltered and Kakashi bit his tongue.

"Things will work out, you'll see," he reassured quietly.

She nodded and returned her attention to her own food. Sakura glanced at the two adults and stole a little smile.

'Those two are definitely an item,' snickered Inner Sakura. 'It's so obvious!"

Sasuke noticed the look on her face.

"What's up with you?" he asked not really interested in the answer.

"Oh, I was just thinking how nice it is Umino-san isn't trying to kill Master Kakashi anymore," she semi lied.

"Liar."

Sakura blushed.

"Fine, it's the two of them, have you noticed?" she confessed.

Sasuke just shrugged and resumed eating, the faintest smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Suddenly Naruto slammed down the giant bowl with a satisfied sigh.

"Hey, I just thought of something," he said looking to Kakashi. "I don't know ho tot ride."

The whole group fell flat and Inner Sakura threw a boulder labeled moron on his head.

"You couldn't think of that sooner?!" snapped Sakura. "We could have bought one less horse!"

"Don't worry," said Kakashi. "You're horses are followers; they'll go wherever the lead hose leads them if all you do is sit on them."

"But if they're followers, how will the lead horse go?" asked Naruto stupidly.

"You'll see tomorrow," sighed Kakashi.

"Dunce," muttered Sasuke.

"I'll show you dunce!" shouted Naruto jumping on his rival.

"Get off you moron!" hissed Sasuke.

"Not until you take it back!" retorted Naruto.

"Fuck off!"

"Take it back!"

"Slime ball!"

"Chicken shit!"

"Asshole!"

"Shit face!"

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!!" screamed Sakura smashing the giant bowl on their heads.

"This is so embarrassing..." muttered Imako hanging her head.

As Naruto and Sasuke lay on the floor seeing stars, Sakura watched Kakashi get up to pay for dinner; and the bowl she just shattered. The pink haired Genin couldn't help it, she had to know for certain even though it was none of her business and she leaned over the table.

"Umm... Umino-san, can I ask you a personal question?" she asked sweetly.

"Just Imako; it depends on the question."

"Well, I've noticed you've changed quite a bit... and you're a lot friendlier with Master Kakashi. I was just wondering if you... 'like' like him."

"... is it that obvious?" Imako asked hesitantly without thinking.

"So you do!" jumped Sakura.

"You do what?" asked Kakashi crouching down behind Imako.

"She knows about us," said Imako a tad uncomfortable.

"That's cool, at least now I can do this more often," he said.

The Jonin tilted her head back and gave her a chaste kiss through his mask.

"That's so sweet!" cooed Sakura.

Kakashi laughed out loud and Imako was eligible to be compared to a tomato.

OOOOO

Back in the room Kakashi and Imako had taken turns to bathe and change before sitting on their edge of the twin bed.

"That was really embarrassing Kakashi," said Imako properly tying her night robe.

Kakashi moved further into the bed and put his arm around her to pull her close.

"You're ashamed to be with me?" he asked in mock sadness.

"You know that's not what I meant," she frowned. "It's just... this is all completely new territory for me and to you it seems like one big joke."

"I'm only teasing."

"That's my point," she said looking into his eyes.

Though Kakashi kept his mask on, his hitai-ate lay on the night table. She had already seen his sharingan so there was no need to hide it.

"Come here."

He gently coaxed her onto his lap facing him and stroked her hair; his other hand on the side of her thigh.

"I'm only teasing," he repeated softly. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable; it's just I'm so happy you've finally come back to me. I really love you, I've always loved you."

Imako's face softened.

"I have been asleep for a long time," she said more to herself.

She looked back into his eyes and slowly moved to pull down his mask, giving him enough time to stop her if he wished to. He just held her gaze in silent permission and she pulled it down. Those scars would forever serve as a reminder of the evil locked inside of her and it pained Imako to realize how weak she was against its power. It must have been showing because Kakashi smiled reassuringly and closed the gap with a passionate kiss. Imako wrapped her arms around his neck and sat up a little straighter, slightly rubbing against him and sending a jolt through his body. His member woke at once. His right hand was tangled in her hair as his left crept up her thigh and around to her behind where he lightly squeezed her. Imako gasped into his mouth and broke the kiss much to Kakashi's dismay. He thought he had done something wrong; and to his embarrassment she felt his slightly erect member against the inside of her thigh. Imako bit her lower lip and hesitantly undid his sash. He inclined his head to the side and watched with a bemused expression as she removed his sash and bared his chest. He shoulders slightly slumped as she beheld the full extent of her attack all those years ago. With Kakashi's pale skin those scars weren't as visible as the others strewn about his body, but some had been so deep they left a slight indention in his skin. She couldn't guess at how they could have possibly saved him. His neck was virtually covered in scar tissue and his chest had had deep gashes. Kakashi took her hand and held it against his otherwise smooth chest.

"I made peace with it a long time ago Imako," he said softly. "It's time so did you. Just stop thinking about it; please."

"I'll try," she whispered putting her free hand on his cheek.

Imako kissed him to pick up where she had left off and let her hands roam his chest and sides. His muscles tensed a bit when her fingers skimmed just below the rim of his trunks. He caught the mischievous glint in her eyes and pulled her into another passionate kiss. He undid her sash and slipped his hands into her robe, moving up her sides, lightly brushing over her breasts and went to her shoulders to remove her robe. Imako lightly bit his lower lip and ground herself against his growling erection. This time Kakashi gasped, but got the message. He held her close and rolled them over so she lay on the pillows and he on top. He removed his mask completely and together with his robe threw it to the floor. This was the first time he really got to look at her. The strange scars he had glimpsed on her shoulder once before turned out to be on both of them and he understood they had been self inflicted. She too had her assortment of faded and semi fresh battle scars, but he wasn't about to kill the mood asking about them. Instead he kissed her once before nipping and kissing along her jawbone and down her neck to her collarbone. His hands in the meantime worked at molding her soft breasts. Imako was blushing furiously, but greatly enjoyed the feel of it. She shuddered in surprise and pleasure when his hot tongue lapped at her right nipple before taking it in his mouth to tease it into a fleshly pearl. With his left hand he continued to fondle her other breast and his right slipped down her body and came back up on the inside of her thigh. Imako's breathe shuddered, feeling a distinct throbbing between her legs. Kakashi let up just long enough to hook his finger into the rim of her panties and pull them down till she kicked them off. He switched to taking her other nipple into his mouth, suckling it until it too was hard and moved back to her lips, pushing his leg up against her wet, hot and throbbing sex. He moved his tongue in her mouth to imply what his lag was doing and Imako couldn't stop herself from rubbing against him. A sudden bravery stole over her and she slipped her right hand into his trunks to grip his fully erect member and stroke it. Kakashi groaned at this unexpected ministration and kissed her even deeper. This was too much and he drew back, gently coaxing her to let go of him. He moved off of her and took off his trunks, returning to his place on top of her. Both their hearts were pounding in their chests.

"Kakashi... I'm.... I'm still a virgin," she whispered before she could stop herself.

Kakashi smiled.

"Then it'll be a first for both of us," he said gently and kissed her reassuringly.

He too had never lain with a woman, but he had some help from his very graphic 'Icha Icha Paradise'. He positioned himself at her entrance and taking a deep breath he entered her in one thrust, his air coming out in a shuddering breath. It was all he could do not to cum right then and let her adjust.

"You o.k.?" he asked softly.

Imako had quickly recovered from that short stab of pain and blinked away her tears.

"Yeah."

He kissed her deeply and adjusted himself, before slowly moving inside of her. Her walls were tight and she held him so well. He thrust in a little faster, going in deeper; Imako fell into his rhythm soon enough and moved against him. Her breath was little more than shuddering gasps and Kakashi pumped in faster. He slipped his hands beneath her arms and grabbed her shoulders, burying his head in her shoulder and thrusting harder. Her hands slid down his back to his behind as if on autopilot and urged him on. Then he lifted his upper body again and used his left hand as support on the mattress, gripping the bedspread and the other to hold her shoulder. He thrust in harder and harder as something built up inside of him and in Imako too. Both strained to reach their release. She couldn't hold back all the moans that formed in her throat as their slick bodies danced.

"Harder...ahh...harder please," she moaned in her desperation.

Kakashi's eyes intensely stared into her own and a lusty smirk formed on his lips. Now with each powerful thrust he grunted until he closed his eyes and slammed into her repeatedly. Both were thrown over the edge with a last thrust and cried out their release. With his last ounce of strength the trembling Jonin pulled out of her and collapsed next to her on the bed. Both were panting as though they'd run a marathon, though this was so much better. After a moment to calm themselves, Imako rolled to her side and kissed her lovers shoulder. Kakashi looked at her and smiled, wrapping his arm around her and kissed her on her forehead. He then reached down and pulled up the blanket, they really needed to sleep now.

"Kakashi," she said already nodding off. "...I love you."

"I love you to Imako," he responded; his voice seeming far way to his own ears.

Cuddled in each other's arms they fell into a deep, blissful sleep; and for the first time Imako knew true peace with the world.

I kinda suck at lemon, but I hope you were able to enjoy it anyway. Thank you for your reviews and I look forward to reading more of 'em.

Later days, Imako the Demon Wolf