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Kakashi leaned against a tree in training area three as he waited patiently. He wasn't even sure if Sakura would show up for their bi-weekly training session—at least not after their fight yesterday. Sure, they had their arguments in the past, but it had never escalated to physical violence before. And sure, maybe he had pushed things a little too far yesterday, but the elders had taken the decision to keep her back, out of his hands. Admittedly, he hadn't tried to argue for her this time, since he was perfectly happy to keep her in Konoha for a bit longer since it aligned with his own personal reasons. But she didn't need to know the reasons behind that yet. She would find out soon enough.

He had arrived at the training grounds only fifteen minutes late (rather than his usual few hours late), so that should work in his favour, right? He didn't think she'd appreciate his usual tardiness—again, if she even bothered to show up.

Looking around the quiet practice area, there wasn't a single person in sight, including Sakura—which wasn't surprising if she was still mad at him. But he wasn't about to leave until well past their prearranged meeting time. He wanted the chance to work things out with her. It was troubling to be at odds with the woman he loved, so given the chance, he'd like to work this out with her.

The hair on the back of his neck raised and then a second later, three senbon embedded themselves into the tree next to his head. It seriously startled him since he had been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn't noticed someone approaching until it was almost too late.

"You're not paying attention to your surroundings, Kakashi," she mocked.

"You showed up." Kakashi straightened from his leaning position against the tree and stepped up to her. "You still pissed off at me?"

Sakura grinned up at him. Her smile was somewhere between teasing and sadistic.

"Maybe. This sparring match will certainly help relieve some built up tension and irritation that I'm feeling towards you. So are you ready?"

"As ready as I will ever be, I guess," he said, half under his breath. "Hold up, are we going to place any wagers?"

"Hmmm... Well if I win today's match you can bring me a new dessert every night for two weeks, AND I want a date out somewhere nice."

"Okay, and if I win today's match then you have to read me a chapter of Icha Icha Paradise every night for a week," he suggested as he waggled his eyebrows at her.

"Perve," she sighed as she rolled her eyes and nodded her head.

"Okay. Standard rules, then?"

"No, not this time. I'm not holding back any of my punches, so you better be aware."

Sakura crouched and got into an attack ready position, and lunged at Kakashi. Not wanting to give him a moment to recover, she swung her fist into the tree beside him, following up with a roundhouse kick to his head. The side of the tree exploded, sending fragments of wood violently in all directions.

Kakashi nimbly dodged the attacks—but only barely. Sakura wasn't holding much back this time, so he wasn't about to either. This wasn't just a typical spar, this was a battle between the sexes, and he wasn't about to back down. Just as she finished her kick, he reached out and smacked her on the ass—hard. He could see how it momentarily stunned her as she paused in her attack.

"Okay, you're in trouble now," she seethed while ripping off her gloves and stuffing them in her back pouch. Her hands flared with green chakra as she glared at him. She charged him and brushed her hand across his bicep as he lept aside.

Pausing for a moment, Kakashi waited for a trail of blood or at a minimum, some pain on his arm, but nothing. He glanced down briefly and noticed that only his shirt had been sliced cleanly—but nothing else. Figuring she had missed him, he renewed his attack on her, trying to get within reach to her once more—close enough to give her another little love tap across her ass. With each smack against her butt, she became more enraged.

Sakura continued to counter his attacks and advances angrily with her own, each time swiping her glowing hands across his body, but each time missing her goal of breaking skin. This went on for almost an hour, both of them fighting for dominance and position in this amped up sparring match.

"Looks like you're off your game today, Sakura-chan," he taunted.

Sakura smirked as she took one last swipe at him, brushing a finger all the way across his abdomen. "I don't know what you're talking about, because I'm hitting every single spot I've aimed for," she said pausing in her attacks, deciding now was as good of a time as any for a break. Straightening and stretching, she moved to rest against a nearby tree and jerked her head at him, indicating he should look down.

Kakashi looked at his body and saw that his uniform was in tatters. Shooting his eyes up to hers, he focused a sharp glare at her. Bits and parts of his whole body were exposed, including his whole stomach. He looked ridiculous—and felt it too.

He raised an eyebrow at her, enjoying the casual but cocky way she stood. "You know, if you wanted to see me naked, you just had to ask," he told her as he slowly stalked her. He continued to approach her until he stood directly in front of her, feeling the temptation to box her in against the tree with his own body.

Her expression changed to one of annoyance as she growled at him, "You won't let me do anything beyond a single fucking kiss, right now." She heaved out a heavy sigh as her glare turned into a grin.

Sakura couldn't help but laugh at how he looked. Both of his sleeves cut off at varying lengths, while his pants were covered with smaller cuts—one particularly higher on his thigh. High enough so she could see some of his muscular leg peaking through. However, the most amusing part was that his shirt and vest had been cut to give him a crop top.

While a part of her found the whole look of him hilarious, a larger portion found the exposed parts of him sexy—especially his bare stomach. The ripple of naked flesh caught her attention with each breath he took. Despite how angry he had made her yesterday and his taunting today, she longed for that body against hers.

He reached out and dragged a finger down her side, knowing that he was tempting fate with her temper. She had warned him yesterday that he was to ask permission next time he attempted to kiss her. And that was still very fresh in his mind. But he was feeling hungry for her—he missed every aspect of his lover.

Ever so carefully and slowly he pushed into her, using his body to pin her tightly against the tree. His hand fell to her waist, and he gently stroked her hips. Wanting to feel more of her, he reached down and cupped her ass and picked her up so she had to wrap her legs around his core as leverage. Leaning forward, he pressed his nose into her throat, breathing in her scent.

"Looks like you win. Where do you want to go for our date?" he asked as he shifted his nose to her jawline, making sure to not press his lips to her skin yet.

Panting, she drifted her head to the side to give him more access to her neck. "Any place that requires you to NOT wear that blasted uniform, and where I can wear a nice dress and heels." Sakura couldn't stay mad at him. It was more the situation that had made her angry—she knew that Kakashi was in a difficult situation with her, and it was unfair of her to hold it over his head.

Though, she couldn't be mad with the way he was pressing up against her. Despite the bark of the tree biting into her back, Kakashi's sweaty, hot and strong body pressed into hers so deliciously, making her forget everything else.

The thing about sparring with Kakashi was that it got her blood pumping, and usually after a spar, they'd run back to either her place or his and tear each other's clothes off the moment the door closed. So she knew that he was affected by it too. Being so close to his body like this, left nothing to the imagination.

Plus, the longer she felt his body against hers, the easier it was to forget about everything else. Feeling his breath whisper across her ear, kept a constant trill of shivers racing down her body.

Finally, not being able to take anymore teasing, she moaned loudly enough to anyone in the vicinity to clearly hear. "What are you waiting for?"

"Permission."

"Fuck, Kakashi, I'm yours. Just kiss me already," she begged as she tightened her legs around him, pulling his body into her.

"As you wish," he sighed, running his hands around her back, up her neck and into her hair, pulling back slightly as he sent her a look of pure hunger.

He kept his eyes open as he leaned in to capture her lips, watching her every move—his actions forced her to keep her eyes open. There was something enthralling and alluring about kissing while watching your partner—especially when your partner was Kakashi. He pressed her snugly into the tree, while at the same time holding her body tightly to his, allowing no room to wiggle.

His mouth dominated hers in all the ways she liked it. She never felt like she could get enough of him. How he was kissing her was euphoric for her, sending tingles throughout her whole body. She was completely drunk on him. She tightened her legs around his core, making sure he wasn't going anywhere—she never wanted to let him go. At least not with how he was making her feel right now.

She felt his smirk and she groaned for him, knowing that he'd like to hear how much she liked what he was doing to her.

When she sucked on his tongue, she finally got him to break his silence and moan for her. Knowing that he'd like it, she slipped her hands under his shredded shirt and raked her nails along his sides. Sakura loved his immediate reaction of melting into her body.

Breaking her lips from his, she peppered kisses along his chin, drowning in the feeling of being wrapped up in him. She moved her lips to his once more, loving the way they moved greedily against hers.

Finally pulling back and breathing heavily against each other's lips, she nuzzled him, wanting more, but knowing that he would deny her.

"How many more days until I can feel you in me again?" she taunted.

"Fuck Sakura, don't tempt me to break my word right here, right now." He gripped her ass, grinding her against his bare abs.

Kakashi knew that he was only making it harder for himself by denying her, but he couldn't help himself. This was the game that he had decided to play, and despite everything he was enjoying the constant edging—bringing her closer to the edge of bliss before retreating, only ro build it up again.

He loved his girlfriend in a way that was sometimes hard to explain or even comprehend himself. It was hard most of the time to resist her, especially since he started this little game. How he wanted to just take her home and have his way with her. But he was doing everything he could to resist, knowing that it'll all be over in just a few days.

"I know you want it, don't lie to me, just take me home already. Why the fuck are you fighting it so much?" she demanded as she dragged her hips against his body.

He groaned his answer to her. "There's a reason. Trust me," he said as he growled into her throat. "The things I could do to you to have you screaming my name to everyone—but now is not the time."

"Yes, it is. It's always the perfect time for you to bring me back to your place. What are you waiting for?"

He pushed her back against the tree, more to stop himself from taking things a step further, than to stop her from indulging herself in him. It would be so easy, so familiar, and so completely vital. Once more, he dragged his nose up her cheek, loving the way she shivered and moaned at the attention.

"Not today, Sakura. Five more days and I'm all yours," he groaned quietly as her lips found his neck.

Sighing dramatically, Sakura loosened her hold on his body, allowing her legs to drop and slowly slide down his body. "Five day's can't come fast enough."

"I'll make it worth the wait, promise," he said as he kissed her on the nose. "Now I better make a run back home first before I head into office. I can't have people seeing their Hokage nearly naked."

"That's probably a good idea. You should be thankful I didn't aim for your mask."

Kakashi smirked at her as he stepped back, pulling the said item back up. "Have a good day." He winked and then 'poofed' away.

Poor poor Sakura... how is she ever going to survive?