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Breakfast with a Stranger

It was well after midnight before Kakashi returned from the pub. The place where he had to meet the Hokage. The place where he had to relive his nightmarish mission. The place where he met Sakura.

That last one had to he the highlight of his night - no three weeks- for him. It wasn't everyday that you meet someone so cute. Even though their meeting was rather… messy.

With that in mind, Kakashi opened the door to his apartment a little less agitated than he would have.

And she was still there. Right where he left her.

Kakashi walked up to the sleeping girl on his couch and took a good look at her. His mismatched eyes took the time to memorize every feature of her young face. She was slender, but well proportioned. Her muscles were long and well defined. She's an athletic girl, her thought smiling. She had smooth, unblemished skin. Her face surrounded by a halo of powder pink hair.

Suddenly, he wondered if that pink hair was as heavenly to touch as if was to see, and without thinking, he lifted his hand and lightly ran his fingers against her hair. It was like touching heaven! Her hair was as silky as he thought. No, softer than silk.

He lightly combed his fingers through her hair until he heard a small moan pass through her lips in her sleep.

That one noise both slapped him back in to reality and made him want to make her make that noise again at the same time. What the hell am I thinking! Obviously not a whole lot… That sure was stupid of me…

Kakashi mentally kicked himself for what he did. What if she woke up?

He looked back at her. She was so beautiful sleeping there. She must be uncomfortable, though. He knew she was going to have one hell of a hangover and he didn't want to make it any worse for her. And it was a good thing she hadn't thrown up anymore since that one time.

With that in mind, he picked her up and carried her bridal style to his bedroom where he deposited her in his queen size bed. Kakashi couldn't help but tuck a few stray hairs behind her ear as he looked at her sleeping form in his bed.

Letting out a heavy sigh, he walked out to the living room and lay on the couch, sleep soon taking him. Sakura filling his dreams.

Whoever invented daylight should be shot! Sakura thought as she glared at the morning light seeping through the window. The light shot straight through her eyes and stabbed at her brain.

She tried to get up and move, but her muscles protested. She moaned out her agony.

In the next room, Kakashi was just waking up when he heard a moan. He wanted to moan too, since he knew his neck was going to kill him for the rest of the day. The muscles were already protesting.

Well, at least she's awake, too… he thought.

He got up and went to the bathroom to get her a couple asprin and a glass of water. Then went to his room only to see her glaring daggers at him.

"Could you be any louder?" she asked sarcastically. Kakashi only chuckled.

"So sorry," he said handing her the glass and medicine. "Here, take this and I'll go make us some breakfast."

Sakura gladly took the proffered glass and pills and took them. After a while, she tried to get up and follow her nose to the smell of toast and coffee being made.

Kakashi turned his head as he heard her groan as she walked in a zombie-like state. She must not be a morning person…

"Good morning," he said. "You feeling okay?"

Sakura just grunted as she plopped on a barstool at the counter.

Kakashi was really glad he had a mask on. He must have had the biggest smirk on his face.

"Since you are most likely still queasy, I just made toast," he said. He didn't want to add that that was the only thing he had in the house since he hadn't gotten the chance to go shopping yet. He slid a plate of toast with butter and strawberry jam to her and she dug in.

"Thanks," she said through bites of toast. Sakura looked around curious. This was the first time that she actually got a good look at her surroundings.

The kitchen was open to the dining room. A small island the only thing in between the two rooms. The counters were spotless. Not a thing was out of place. Sakura was shocked that a guy presumably living alone would be this neat. She'd been over to Naruto's place plenty of times for movie nights and whatnot and the place was a mess - especially if his girlfriend Hinata wasn't there.

The dining room mostly consisted of a large mahogany table with matching chairs. The rich color of the wood giving the room a rich tone to it. Making it calming to look at and be in. There was a small dark iron chandelier hanging over the table. The light emitting from the fixtures giving the room a warm tone to if. Almost making the place glow.

"I like your place," she said, taking another bite from her toast.

"Thanks," was his simple reply. This was the first time he had anyone over. He was curious as to what she thought. He secretly was holding his breath hoping that she would like it.

"So, do you live alone?" she asked suddenly. She put it up to morbid curiosity as to why she was asking something so personal. But, no matter the reason, she felt herself wanting to know.

"Yes," he said, shocked.

"Oh," she whispered, looking down. Why was he staring at me? And why does he have that mask on? That one eye is red! Talk about creepy!

A million thoughts were running through her head as she ate the rest of her toast in silence.

When she was done, she went over to the sink and started to rinse off her plate. Before she cold look for the dishwasher, Kakashi was behind her, taking the plate out of her hands and placing it at the bottom of his sink. His hand never leaving hers. His fingers lightly caressing her skin.

He pinned her there. His body refused to move, and his mind was stuck on having her near. H wanted to touch her. Smell her scent. Her back was stiff. Her muscles were taught and ready to flee at any given moment.

Kakashi's hands were lightly running up and down her hands and forearms. Hot jolts sparked along her nerve endings and ran all through her body.

Sakura watched his hands for a while, then looked behind her. What she saw was Kakashi, looking at her with his mismatched eyes closed. His expression unreadable, causing her breath to hitch in her throat.

He smelled of the outdoors. Of pine and rain. But there was something else. Something that Sakura couldn't quite place.

"What…" she breathed. He voice sounding hoarse, as if she was forcing herself to break the silence. And in turn, break the trance.

Kakashi blinked and took a step back. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts.

"Sorry…" he muttered looking away, his face feeling warm for some reason unknown to him. He coughed to try to hide it.

Sakura just blinked. What the hell just happened?

Author's note

Hello again! Thank you to all of those who reviewed. It makes me so happy! teary eyes

Here's another instillation of "My Hero". I hope you all enjoy. And hopefully, I will have more chapters up soon. Its gonna get interesting!