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Sakura was absolutely swamped.

Work was chaotic beyond imaginable. It seemed that everyone was getting chickenpox and everyone thought it was a good idea to come to the hospital for something as contagious as that—when in fact the best thing to do was to stay at home. The worst part of it, as a medic, they couldn't 'cure' it. Broken bones or lacerations, sure, they could fix, but the common cold wasn't something that could be readily cured by a medic. It was best to just let nature run its course. However, this didn't stop the mobs of people from coming in and infecting everything they touched with a generally harmless contagion—albeit a pain in the ass contagion.

She barely had time to pee, let alone stop for a moment to eat lunch, and she had been on her feet, running around for the past 7 hours, and it didn't look like it was about to let up either. What she would give for a chair right about now and 5 minutes to herself. She sighed, knowing that wasn't about to happen any time soon.

Sakura did her best to stay away from the waiting room, in case she got nabbed by an ailing patient. She used the back hallways, skirting around anyone who looked like they might have a question.

While trying to find a quiet corner to eat she was walking by the nurses station and heard the tall brown-haired man standing there asking for "Haruno-sensei". She quickly turned around and sped away in the opposite direction, careful not to look back. Her immediate goal was a place to hide and eat. She had an apple in her pocket that she was desperate to find a quiet corner and quickly eat. The last thing she wanted was to take care of another patient.

As Sakura turned down a relatively empty hallway, trying to sneak away from anyone seeking her out, a muscular arm grabbed her, pulling her into the small janitor's closet and shutting the door behind them. The dark room was packed with shelves holding linens and cleaning products, but she could clearly see the brown-hair man who had asked the nurses about her standing before her. She was about to give her captor a piece of her mind, on the far end of her clenched chakra-laced fist, when the man placed a hand on her hip and pressed her back into the wall behind the door and pressed himself into her.

"Fuck, I've been waiting for you all day," a familiar voice said. It was all that was needed to halt her fist.

She knew that voice all too well. It immediately sent a shiver down her spine as he pressed further into her. Those familiar contours of his body pressed firmly into hers, quickened her breathing. She quietly moaned Kakashi's name as he dragged his nose up her neck coming to rest where his lips could brush against the shell of her ear. Sakura pulled her head back briefly to look at him only to see a stranger's face.

She couldn't believe her eyes when she stared at this face she once knew. A mop of medium brown hair, and purple markings down each eye and an all too familiar smirk and beauty spot. "Sukea...san?" she asked as she remember this stranger from her childhood.

"One in the same, darling," he said as he pushed his hips against her, knowing that she could feel the evidence of how much he wanted her. Four days without sex was beginning to take a toll on him.

Her eyes widened in realization. "What, wait?! You're Sukea?" she whispered harshly at him.

"Yes, now stop talking and let me get on with my lesson," he grinned. It was the same goofy grin that she was so used to seeing on him, but now she could see it out in the open… or at least behind closed doors… and in the dark.

He leaned in to attack her neck and Sakura angled her head to the side as his tongue and lips were doing wonderful things to her skin that was quickly heating up with the attention. She let out a quiet moan as he found a particularly sensitive spot.

"I was just trying to get away from the chaos for a moment because I'm starving," she lamented as he sucked on her ear.

"That's funny, because I'm starving as well," he growled. He continued to press his body further into hers. He smirked when she shifted her legs open, allowing him to rest deeper into her warm body. Wanting to drive her a little closer to the edge, he grabbed her ass, and ground her against himself.

She was so confused and aroused at the same time, it was making it hard to think straight. He was making it hard to think straight.

Kakashi wanted nothing more than to keep his body pressed against her and ravage her—starting with her mouth. He was beginning to doubt his idea of only one kiss a day to appease his own thirst for her. However, at the same time, he wanted to teach her a lesson about dating him. Plus he was sure she was enjoying the teasing it as well.

He shifted from her ear to her lips and took over once more. He opened his mouth, slipping his tongue between her lips and plundered her mouth. His hands clutched at her body, not allowing any space between them. He kept up an infuriating pace on her mouth, until neither of them could hold their breath any longer. He placed one more firm kiss against her lips and finally pulled back. In the dim light he could see how red her lips were, and it made him want to taste them again.

Sakura leaned heavily against the wall, chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath. Her feet spread wide since she had to accommodate his body when he pressed up against hers. She felt overwhelmed by everything: sneaking away at work for a kiss by a strange man that was her boyfriend. Her knees felt weak after such an attack. It was all just too much.

"The sight of you, red-lipped and breathing hard will just have to keep me going until tomorrow's kiss," Kakashi said as he straightened and took a step back away from her. "Until tomorrow. Enjoy your apple." He winked at her and slipped out of the dark room.

Sakura wanted so desperately to sink to ground and melt. Her apple was no longer going to be enough to keep her going for the rest of the day, but somehow she'd manage.

Is Sakura going to be able to handle 10 more days of this? Stay tuned to find out! Thanks for reading and reviewing!