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Tiredly, Kakashi made his way to Sakura's apartment—it was just after 8pm, and the streets were almost bare. He had worked late into the afternoon, trying to get as much paperwork done today, so he could have tomorrow off and so he wasn't inundated with items on Monday when he made it back into the office.

He knew that Sakura had requested that he spend the whole weekend with her, and he readily agreed. This particular game would be over between them, despite the outcome, and so he was looking forward to a quiet and hopefully happy long weekend with her.

Sneaking into her place, Kakashi came upon his girlfriend who was fast asleep on her couch. He smiled as he looked down at her peaceful form.

"Sakura, sweetheart, wake up. You've fallen asleep," Kakashi whispered quietly as he knelt beside her. She shifted slightly, but remained fast asleep.

It was a little too early for her to be falling asleep, but he figured it must have been a hard and busy shift for her, to be this sleepy. He had hoped to spend a quiet evening with her, lavishing in her company. Despite his desires, he had arrived to find her curled up on the couch, with her arms under her head and covered by an old quilt. He thought she looked rather cute, like she always did when she didn't know she was being watched—especially if he caught her sleeping. Even better if he caught her with a bit of drool hanging out of her mouth, which always made him laugh to himself. But, tonight wasn't one of those nights. The blanket obscured half of her face, so he couldn't even see her lips.

He took the book that was dangling from her fingers, and set it face down on the coffee table, so she didn't lose her spot. Reaching out, he tucked her hair behind her ear, and chuckled when she let out a soft snore.

Debating whether he should pick her up and move her to her bed or just wake her up here, he remained on his knees before her. It was peaceful to watch her for a quiet moment or two.

He wondered what he had done to get so lucky to end up dating her. Their relationship began on a stormy winter night, just over a year ago. A simple idea to check on her after one of her more hectic days, had ended up leading to so much more. He smiled to himself at the happy memories.

However, he worried that things would be changing soon, and it absolutely terrified him in the best way possible. Knowing that tomorrow was the last day of their silly little game, he felt a serious rumbling in him, that felt sickening, like butterflies in his stomach. He wasn't accustomed to nervousness, and it didn't sit well with him that it was plaguing him all the time.

Sakura shifted in her sleep, which brought him out of his thoughts. It seemed that she would not be waking up anytime soon, so he figured he should move her to her own bed. Slipping his arms under her knees and shoulders, he picked her up and cradled her to his chest. The old quilt slipped off of her, exposing her to the cool air, bringing her out of her deep slumber.

"Mmm... 'Kashi?" she mumbled, and she pushed her face into his chest and sighed in contentment.

"It's me; just sleep. I'm moving us to your bed," he explained quietly. He bent down and pressed a kiss to her lips and sighed when she had already fallen back asleep and gave no response.

Quietly making his way to her bedroom and agilely shifted her blankets down with a bare foot and carefully placed her down. She hadn't even woken when he moved away to shed his layers.

Taking a moment, he stripped off everything but his boxers, but paused before joining her. He then knelt down in front of the bed and carefully reached for his vest. Taking out the item he had for her and placed it just under the bed, far enough back that she wouldn't step on it or even see it, as long as she didn't look too carefully.

Finally ready to crawl in beside her, he did just that. Settling on the far side of her, he carefully reached over and pulled up the blankets covering them both. He moved himself directly behind her, taking the big-spoon position and took comfort in her warmth.

Even in her sleep, she reached out for him, taking his arm and hugged it to her, keeping it pinned against her chest. He bit back a groan as she wedged his arm between her breasts, and threaded her fingers with his to hold his hand tightly against her body.

The past two weeks had been so difficult for him—physically. How many times had he almost given in and dropped their silly game, just to feel her warmth again, just to be intimate again. The night at the bar had been a particularly hard confrontation to resist. She had been so ready and willing—but it had been his own fixation on the game that had stopped him from having her against the wall. Maybe he would revisit that location with her again one day. It was all too tempting to see if he could return to that moment between them.

For now, he had to get through the last kiss tomorrow.

The only thing he could hope for was that Sakura wouldn't be too mad at him.

Just one more left! What is Kakashi planning? What is going on?! Stay tuned!

Oh and if you want to read about that first time they spent the night together, then hop on over and ready my "By the Fire Light" story ;) That's what I'm referring to!