Chapter VI: Coffe and TV

So give me coffee and TV, easily

I've seen so much, I'm going blind

And I'm brain-dead virtually

Sociability is hard enough for me

Take me away from this big bad world

And agree to marry me

So we can start over again

Kakashi woke up with his neck slightly hurting and his arm a bit numb, and when he turned his head to the side to push Pakkun away (the pug was taking too many liberties, and he was way too much permissive), he realised it wasn't the dog's fault that actually was happily looking at him from his spot at the armchair at the corner of the room, but Sakura's who was hugging him lazily asleep.

"What are you laughing at?" Kakashi silently asked the dog as if the little ball there would answer him. Instead, Pakkung only moved his tale more happily than before. Kakashi grunted.

"Yes, yes... I konw you are happy, but this is not what you think" And he wondered who was he talking to. Was he speaking to the dog or to himself?

Kakashi looked at Sakura before going out of bed stealthily like a ninja. She looked fresh now, well-rested, comfortable in his clean clothes, and the most important thing, sober. She was peacefully resting, deep breaths were joining her dreams, and he felt a kind of warm in him with that. It wasn't as if he could put a name about what he was feeling in just two days, but if he had to guess about himself, he would venture to say it was about one of those things that happen only once in life. It had to do with the many shades of pink in this case that Sakura had on her. Sakura, the girl that was now sleeping safe and sound in his large bed, the one never used before by any woman.

Kakashi went to the kitchen without making any noise, and Pakkun followed him in the same mood. They were perfect partners, if Kakashi was happy, then Pakkun was happy and if Pakkun was sad, well, then Kakashi was sad. They were two of a kind until last Friday, apparently.

Kakashi refilled the pug's plate with food and scratched his ears.

"I'm not in love, right?" Kakashi couldn't be in love. He was not that foul. And yet here he was talking to his dog. Yes, Sakura was hot as hell; she had done things he had only read in those erotic novels called Icha Icha, that they were fun, not that bad written and were much better than those magazines made for men. And if anybody asked him why he read those books, it was an easy answer. He had to keep up with his students. How else would he know what those pests would be thinking?

But coming back to the main question, and right now, he was making coffee for two, juice for two and a bunch of food for more than two, because actually, he didn't know what Sakura liked beyond wine and maybe sex, though he only had kissed her once and didn't end well.

Was he in love with her?

Kakashi took his time before turning back to the room to wake up the sleeping beauty. He needed to process the night before. He had had worst and weird dates. Dates in which he was silent for hours listening to a girl talk, another in which neither of them spoke at all. Another date in which she was obsessed with shoes and even one with a taste for sadomasochism. So no, this wasn't the worst date of his life, it was close, but there was always time for something worse. He imagined his friends laughing, and he shook some goosebumps rosing his arms. He was going to be the laughing stock of the group.

What was he going to tell Sakura?

'O good morning sunshine, did you sleep well? some Alka-seltzer for breakfast? some pills?'

'Oh no! don't worry, seeing you throw up all over my bathroom was the most alluring thing of my life. by the way your body... heavenly.'

No matter what he could do or say, the whole situation was uncomfortable, weird, dangerous and terrible quotidian. Who hadn't ever held the hair of their mates while puking, or helping them shower and then tugging them to bed, and waited till the other fallen asleep to know that everything was ok, to finally go to sleep too to wake up cuddling each other? Every couple had been there.

The problem was that they were not a couple. They were not even friends, they were bearly neighbours, and he had many explanations to give, because Sakura was awake and he could hear her say 'no no no'.

Sakura woke up in a bed that wasn't her, and she was sure it didn't belong to the ones she used to know at the Konoha Plaza, so Sasuke was out of the picture. She also noted that she smelled fresh, but it wasn't her perfume or shampoo. She was wearing clothes too big for her and too black and grey, so they weren't her either, but against all odds, she wasn't feeling uncomfortable. Weird, yes. Uncomfortable no.

She sat on the big bed, and she looked around. There was nothing special about this room but neatness, cleanliness and order. She could do surgery there if she wanted.

Sakura was at a loss until she looked for the first time to the front and saw the balcony, and a shot of pain spread throughout her head.

"No, no, no." She said, trying to sound soundless. How did she get there? Oh lord, she was crazy. Last night was crazy. All her weekend had been crazy.

"Good morning," Kakashi said, entering the room with a tray. Sakura put his head between her arms and tried to hide from the silver-perfect-haired man. Even if it was not ok being in that situation, she couldn't avoid looking at him and feeling disarmed like a child. "If the light bothers you I can lower the curtain." Why was he so gently? When was the stabbing going to come?

"It's fine... It's not the light is the..." Sakura said, trying to sound natural

"I know, here," Kakashi gave her the pills, and she studied them clinically. "Sakura, if I want you dead, don't you think that I wouldn't have done it already?" He had a point. Sakura took the pills and some water.

"Thank you," Sakura conceded, "Is that coffee?"

"Yes, and juice, and some fruit, and food..." He was blushing, and he looked so beautiful while blushing. "I didn't know what you eat and what you don't." He finished.

Sakura took the tray and tried a bit of everything. The coffee was black and fresh, the orange juice was natural, and the scrambled eggs, she was so hungry. She wasn't used to being served like this or eating like this. At the hospital, everything was tasteless, quick and with a disinfectant smell.

"Uhmmm~" Sakura only moaned, and she saw Kakashi swallowing hard; she tried to gain some composure again. "Everything is so good... Did you do all of this?"

"I did." Kakashi answered, seating tentatively on the edge of the bed. Sakura noted his respectful gesture.

"Where did you learn? Did your mother...? Who...?"

Kakashi laughed and interrupted her train of thoughts before he had to do more explanations than needed for now.

"Ma~ Sakura, you ask too much. I just had to, ok?" He said in a not so light tone, despite his intentions.

After Sakura was full of food and Kakashi finished his second cup of coffee, a difficult conversation was coming because Sakura knew that she had to ask what was what she was doing there. Though the idea of having Kakashi with her without much to do was tempting and splendid, things needed to be clarified.

"So..." Sakura began, "Kakashi, can I call you Kakashi?" Now she was being eloquent.

"Siriously?" Once again, he had a point.

"Yes, I think you are right." Sakura didn't know where to start, "What happened exactly?" she finally said.

"Oh..." He said, looking at the ceiling and tapping his chin with his fingers, "Since when?"

"Come on! Help me here" Sakura was exasperating herself, throwing a pillow at him."

"Ok, ok... I'm kidding," Kakashi said with a smile. "Yesterday night after your boyfriend..."

"He is not my boyfriend."

"Well, your lover..."

"He is not my lov..."

"Sa Ku Ra..." Oh, he was using that voice, that terrible voice. She closes her mouth.

"After your failed date..." He waited to see if she was going to say something, and when she didn't, he proceed, "left you, and I hope he didn't have done anything to you; you asked for my address on Instagram because apparently you were stalking me."

"Nooo..." Sakura defended herself

"It's ok, I don't mind." Kakashi dismissed her stupid defence. She had been stalking him. "As I was saying, you asked my address. Against my good judgment, I send it to you, and here you are." It was too simple, and his closed-eyes smile was too dangerous and naughty.

"Just that?" Sakura asked again.

"Pretty much, yeah," Kakashi answered.

"I don't believe you," Sakura said, getting too close to him. She was almost touching his nose, and he was fighting an inner battle, remain there or defy her pulling away.

Kakashi chose to remain. In fact, he chose to play, and in a quick movement, he softly captured her lips and kissed her lightly. It was just a bite, enough for her to surrender, but when she was ready for a real kiss, he moved from the bed to the armchair where Pakkun was seated not long ago. Fuck you, Hatake Kakashi.

"Do you really want the truth?" Kakashi asked, now more severe, and suddenly she wasn't so sure anymore. Did he do something to her without her consent?

"Please..." Sakura pleaded against her own will.

"First, we didn't do anything to regret. At least I didn't do anything I will regret" Why was he having so much fun with this?

"What do you mean?" Sakura was suspicious now.

"Sakura, we didn't have sex, alright?" she sighed calmly. "But..." What? There was a but? "But I did kiss you."

"Oh..." A kiss, it wasn't that bad. "Was it good?"

"It was definitely on track to be, but you needed to puke."

"What?" Sakura blushed furiously, her skin mixed with the same colour as her hair. It was so embarrassing. She was thirty, not seventeen, and she dared to throw up in the house of the hot and perfect stranger?

"Yeap"

"Only once?"

"Well..."

"Oh my God! Kakashi, I'm so sorry."

"Ma~Sakura, it's alright we all been there." Why was he so nice?

"Why? Why didn't you threw me out on the street?"

"Siriously? Is that what you would have wanted?" Where did this man come from?

"No, but..."

"Sakura, there is more" He interrupted her

"More?"

"I had to shower you." She was in shock. "I know, I know, it sounds terrible, but you were all... well, and I had to undress you and... by the way, you are not having underwear now, sorry." Sakura couldn't open her mouth more.

"Did you do something to me?" Sakura asked, afraid of the answer.

"No, Sakura, I only cleaned you up, dressed you again and waited for you to fall asleep, and we slept together." Sakura nod with her head without saying anything. she lay down on the bed again and cuddled with herself under the shits and covers, disappearing from Kakashi's view. She only heard him say, 'I'll be in the kitchen if you need me; stay as long as you want.'

She couldn't believe her stupidity and her levels of craziness, and she couldn't believe Kakashi either. In two days, he had done more things for her than any of her other relationships, and he had only kissed her once, or twice if that little trick was one to count.

Kakashi was sitting in his living room reading some papers and preparing his class for Monday. But what he was actually doing was thinking about Sakura and how she was still hidden in his bed after a long hour.

It could be said that he had seen the worst of her and against what anybody could think he liked. Sakura was a bit strange, yes, but this morning she had shown him that she was like any other girl and right now was acting like a scared kitten in a new home, although he couldn't imagine how everything was going to be from now on.

Should he tell her to go? Should he go back there and start over from zero? Did they have any kind of relationship?

"So..." Kakashi heard Sakura speak to him, "do you want me to leave?" she finished. He didn't know what to answer.

"Do you want to leave?" Kakashi asked instead.

"I don't have anything better to do, but if I'm bothering, I can go." Sakura shot.

"You don't bother. I've already told you to stay as long as you want." Kakashi said, looking at her over the stack of papers he had in his hands.

Sakura took a seat on the big couch in front of Kakashi, the one he didn't choose because he felt much safer with some distance between them now that the lights of midday were at their fullness.

"What are you doing?" Sakura asked. She really was making herself at home. It wasn't explicit, but he felt as if everything there belonged to her. He wondered when the spell was going to break.

"Correcting some texts."

"Right... you are a teacher." Sakura said, remembering her research on him.

"You did your homework Miss Haruno." He left the papers on the table and crossed his arms and legs. "What else do you know?"

"That you are a kind of genious..."

"I wouldn't say that." Kakashi interrupted her. The fact that he had two PhDs and that he had worked as a forensic but now was a teacher didn't mean anything. In fact, he was feeling quite stupid, he had Sakura there, and he didn't know what to do.

"Well, you have two PhDs, and you are also a psychiatrist..." She suddenly stopped. "Oh no... are you analysing me? I bet you made my whole profile, or worst, are you Hannibal Lecter?"

Kakashi laughed heartedly; she was so much fun when she was not frustrated or ashamed.

"Easy Clarice, I do not profile my personal relationships. Besides, I don't work on that anymore."

"Relationships? Are we a relationship?"

"No... I meant people close to me, I... look" He actually didn't know how to say that they were not in a relationship yet, but he would love to try something with her. At least be friends, and see what happens after.

Sakura lightened the mood.

"To be fair, in two days, you've seen me masturbate, I come to your house, I ruined your bathroom, you see me naked, and we sleep together so we are something." She said analytically. Kakashi smiled.

"Yeah..." He said thoughtfully, "What about you?"

"I am a surgeon, work almost 24/7, and dedicate my life to work. I have no social life. I live with my mother temporarily while my apartment is being renovated, I don't know how long it will take, and that's it." Sakura explained her life as in a resume, but he had the feeling that she was not lying.

"No boyfriend, dates, friends?" He asked. If there were somebody in Sakura's life, he would run away as far as possible before it would be too late.

"Nothing, just work. You?"

"Nothing."

"Really? and looking like that?" She blushed.

"And what about you then?" He replied in the same tone.

"What's the plan for the day?" Sakura said, changing the topic. "I have to be at home before my mother's arrival this night."

"Your clothes are not ready, and you can't go out like this. I offer you to stay and watch tv and spend the day together. Then I can woke you home."

Sakura was thoughtful.

"Ok, but, can we start from zero? like anything had happend?" she pleaded.

"We can." Kakashi agreed.

"Great, but first let me do something," Sakura said, standing from the couch and walking towards him.

It would be tough to start from zero because Sakura leaned over him and tenderly posed her lips over his. And she gently traced each corner of his lips with her tongue while her hands caressed his cheekbones, his temples to blend with his hair finally. Kakashi opened his mouth, and Sakura intensified the kiss, sighing. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. Sakura ended up sitting on his lap with her legs crossed behind his back. It was a soft kiss, timeless as if the space had disappeared around him. Every aspect of Sakura was engraved in his mind and hands. Kakashi knew that his body was reacting to Sakura's actions, and Sakura knew it too because she snuggled even closer to him and gently began to move her hips.

This was not starting from zero.

"Sakura..." he was breathless. "We should stop."

"Yes..." Sakura grunted when she felt his erection, "I know but this is so good..."

"And so wrong", he moaned in her mouth.

Sakura stopped looking at him. she was so hot when aroused. What was he doing? A man stopping sex?

"You're right, Kakashi, let's start from scratch" Sakura abandoned her position on his lap, sauntering to the big couch.

Getting used to Sakura's absence on his lap and calming his own desires took him some minutes. She was going to be the death of him.

"So..." Kakashi began sitting next to her and turning on the tv. "The Silence Of the Lambs?" he said with a smile.

"That's not funny, Dr Hatake." Without permission or expectation, she cuddled with him, her head on his chest and his left arm crossed her shoulders, getting her closer.

Pakkun joined them at their feet, and Kakashi smiled. Yes. This was the weirdest first date ever, but maybe, just maybe, everything would be ok.

Coffee and TV belongs to Blur

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