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Deciding that she desperately needed some girl time, Sakura arranged to met her three closest friends at a nearby bar. Her friends, of course, spent a large portion of the evening asking her about her relationship with Kakashi. Sakura did her best to explain bits and pieces, without going into too much detail, knowing that Kakashi was still a private person, and she didn't really want her private business spreading like wildfire—courtesy of Ino. However, Ino was relentless, while Hinata and Tenten simply nodded their heads and listened to every word like it was coming from the Kama-Sutra itself. Hinata was permanently red face—either from alcohol or from the questions that Ino was asking—while Tenten was just giggly from the inquisition.

Ino continued to ply Sakura with booze, trying to get her to loosen her lips a little more hoping for her to divulge in some explicit details of what sex was like with a hot older man. However, Sakura was wise to Ino's game.

Needing a breather from Ino's single-mindedness barrage, Sakura stood up and offered to purchase the next round of beer for her friends.

Slowly she maneuvered her way to the bar through the throngs of people. Finally reaching the bar, she asked for another round of beers for herself and friends as well as a water for herself. Even though the bartender acknowledged her, she knew that it was going to be several minutes before her order was filled. She turned around to watch all the people drinking and being social with friends. There were easily over a hundred people in this tiny bar, each body jostled against each other for their own elbow space. She wondered how the bar didn't get into trouble for being over packed. Just as she was turning back to see how the bartender was doing with her order, a warm and large body collided with her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you," came the smooth male voice from behind her.

Sakura looked over her shoulder and saw that an incredibly attractive man was looking at her apologetically. She did recognize him, but didn't know his name. She knew that he had graduated a few years ahead of her and had been in ANBU for awhile now. Sakura had probably unknowingly healed him a time or two while he'd come in from an ANBU mission. He stood well over her head, and was built like a bear which made her feel incredibly petite beside his massive frame.

She knew that she had to be blushing a little, but hopefully he thought it was because of the alcohol, and not because she was sizing him up. "It's okay, I was just thinking about how packed this place is," she said with a shy smile on her face.

"It seems to be a hot spot for the night," he said as he moved to stand beside her at the bar. "Are you here with anyone or can I buy you a drink?" he asked forwardly.

Sakura stood stunned and momentarily speechless at his bold question, knowing her face flushed anew. She had thought that her relationship with Kakashi had become common knowledge, especially with Ino taking point on dissemination of that juicy information. Apparently it hadn't reached this man yet.

Even before she started dating Kakashi, she had never been good at flirting, and even less so with a good looking guy. So she continued to stand there, shocked and struggling to come up with a polite way to turn his advances down.

She laughed nervously and pointed in the general direction of her friends. "I, uh... am here with my friends. Over there. They're sitting over there..." she stuttered out. She was surprised that she was acting like this. Just as she gathered herself enough to put her emotions together, she felt yet another warm body press into hers from behind her. This one snaked an arm around her midsection, coming to rest just under her breasts. Even though she knew who it was immediately, it still surprised her to see Kakashi here.

"Evening, Haruki, how are you?" Kakashi asked the other man from over Sakura's head.

The giant man in front of her stood a little straighter when Kakashi addressed him. "Hokage-sama... evening!" It was his turn to act nervous. She honestly had never seen anyone act like this around Kakashi, since he was always so level headed and lazy most of the time.

She didn't bother to turn and look at Kakashi's face, knowing that he must be giving poor Haruki a stern glare. She could simply tell by his hand and by his aura that it was a green-eyed monster behind her. So when Haruki politely nodded and quickly moved away, Sakura turned in her lover's embrace to give him a flat glare.

"Was that really necessary?" she asked him.

"Yes," he said bluntly. "Come with me for a moment," he demanded as he pulled her down the hallway and into the kitchen. The kitchen staff looked surprised as Kakashi pulled her through their space, but nobody stopped him.

"Wait, Kakashi! Hold up! Where are you taking me?" she demanded as he continued to pull her behind him. When they finally reached the outdoors, the brisk air made her gasp as she stood there in her light dressy top.

"Eleven days without burying myself in you is fucking with me. And seeing Haruki flirting with you pushed me too far. Are you trying to make me jealous?" he growled at her.

Kakashi quickly turned and pinned her against the wall of the bar. He placed his hands on either side of her head, boxing her in. Needing to feel more of her, he wedged a leg between hers and pushed his body flush against hers, coming to lean down on his forearms. She tilted her head up to meet his taller height, ready for the day's lesson.

"Fuck I've missed you," he purred as his lips attacked her throat.

Sakura let out a quiet moan as he immediately lit a fire within her. "Ahhh... me too. Why don't we just go back to my place and finish this. I miss feeling all of you," she tempted him. Sakura reached up and cupped his cheeks briefly and then pulled down his mask.

"Fuck. No—not this time. I will stick to my plan. But do not make me jealous like that again. Not when I could give in and have you against this wall in a second. I could have you screaming out my name for the whole bar to hear. Would you like that?" he asked as his hands lowered to her hips, angling them to slowly undulate on his leg.

"Ugh, 'Kashi..." she moaned.

"You're mine. Your kisses are mine, your heat is mine. You only react like this with me. I can smell how riled you are because of me, and only because of me." he said. He wasn't really all that jealous, but it was a part of the game between them.

Kakashi saw how quickly she was getting turned on by him and that made him want to take everything she was offering—but this was his game, his idea, and he'd be damned if he didn't follow through with it.

"The lesson for the day is, don't make me jealous," he said as he melted his lips onto hers filling her mouth with his, filling all of her senses with all that he was. He pressed into her so her head gently bumped against the wall, and there was nowhere for her to move to. Needing to feel more of her, he pushed his tongue into her mouth to claim her.

The only thing that Sakura could do was hold on to him. She gripped tightly onto his uniform, letting him have total control over the kiss. She knew he wasn't actually mad at her for talking to that guy, since Kakashi really wasn't the jealous type—but it must be that he was stopping himself from anything beyond one kiss a day.

He pulled back for a second, allowing them both to suck in a breath of much needed air, then captured her lips once more, angling his head to deepen the kiss. Kakashi loved the feel of her warm body pinned between the wall and his own hard surfaces. Just a few more days and this tormenting two weeks would be over with.

Finally needing to breathe more than anything else, he pulled back, but caught her lower lip between his teeth. When he finally relented and let go of her lip, they were a deep red, her hair was slightly messy and her cheeks flushed. She looked thoroughly ravaged—which was exactly what he wanted her to look like.

"Now go back to your friends, and enjoy the rest of your evening," he said as he reached forward with a half-gloved hand and swiped the smeared lip gloss that she had been wearing with his thumb. He stuck his lipgloss-covered finger into his mouth as he walked away.

So who is melting with me?