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51. Into the Bedroom –The Talk
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leap in time to present (one and a half year difference)
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He looks down at her, "Why I let it happen that far? It's so wrong, but feels so right." he whispers huskily as his eyes slowly admire her half naked body. She is lying there on his bed with her hair sprawled out over his pillows, and her perfect body in front of him.
Her eyes are closed, with her lips open just the slightest bit and he wants to taste her, his hunger for her has never been stronger than in that exact moment, as she suddenly opens her eyes and props up on her elbows. His shuriken printed covers slide down her perky breasts, which seems to don't bother her, instead she leers deeply and fixes her eyes on his with a look of pure desire.
"You look absolutely beautiful! You know, you'll kill me someday", he breathes out and approaches her tardily. Two can play this game, my little prey. The copy-nin begins to circle her. He reminds her of a dangerous, freaking masculine, dominant and very hungry predator.
It has never gone that far between them, though they have been teasing each other for years now. All of a sudden she feels a little ashamed, maybe she shouldn't have crossed the last line to hide naked in his sheets waiting for him to come home.
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"What do you want from me, Sensei?" She asks in a nervous tone with trembling lips.
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Seemingly that cut his last restraint, he is on her in a blur, pins her hands down with a strong grip and whispers hoarsely into her ear, "You know exactly what I want."
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He licks softly along the edge of her ear and bites playfully into her lobe. She inhales his incredibly masculine scent and feels his built ninja body hovering over her. Then she notices one significant thing by the feel of his lips. Oh my god, his mask is gone!
Suddenly he poofs away to reappear leaning aloof on the opposite wall of his room and gives her a nondescript look. His mask is back on like nothing has ever happened. Slowly she releases the breath she couldn't remember she has been holding and watches him composing himself back to the stoic business Kakashi everybody knows. Playtime is over.
She feels a sudden weight on her chest and covers herself with his sheets.
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"I'm really tired of our little games, it isn't funny anymore. You teased me like forever and now you decided to wait for me in my bed. I know I'm no angel either, we both did some things I'm not proud of. But it's not like that awful training we had to absolve together some years ago. I bet you feel the same that we two have never fully returned from that one mission." He crosses his arms and his look hardens.
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"We should talk, Sakura!"
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The pinkette nods while her eyes have found a sudden interest in the wooden floor boards of his bedroom.
"That what occured during the training and the mission was never supposed to happen. I lost control over the situation repeatedly. Hell, I even started going out with infamous Kankuro to pick up random girls for compensation."
"You're such an idiot, Kakashi! You've hurt me! You've hurt me willingly!" Her voice does not betray the lot of wounded feelings she has gone through over the time.
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"Do you think you were the only one begging for relief? Do you really think you were the only one getting hurt? That mission, Sakura…" he sighs "I am not made of stone, even I have my breaking-points. You're toying with me for so long now. I implore you to stop it." The silverhead says too cold for her taste in a deadly serious tone without any expression on his face.
"I cannot comply with your request." Sakura tries to mimic his attitude.
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As a warning a single charcoal eye bore intrusively right into her emerald ones while he alters his stance to emphasize rejection.
"Don't forget I could easily turn that into an order."
The pinkette doesn't falter a single bit, she does not avert her eyes and keeps up intense eye-contact. If she would give up now or show any weakness, there would never be a chance.
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After a few minutes of their staring at each other he removes his gloves and his forehead protector with resigned and exhausted sighs. "Why do you always have to be so stubborn?"
The kunoichi in his sheets smiles at him. "Seems like we reached an impasse."
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With an annoyed groan he discards his belt and pouch and put them on the chair. He rubs his temples of the upcoming headache.
"So, could you please leave my bed now? Sakura, I'm really tired of this shit and I'm physically exhausted as well. I had a very long day and I need some sleep." The legendary ninja removes his dark flak jacket.
"Intelligible, after what you've done tonight or should I say in the early morning hours? You know normal people sleep peacefully at that time. Could you please turn around, so I could dress myself?"
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Next he doffs his red brassard, followed by his shirt, leaving him in his tank top and mask combination. "In all seriousness, are you completely naked lying in my bed?"
She gathers all her courage to answer bravely. "Now you'll never know."
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As quick as lightening he turns around to face Sakura as her words from before strike him. The startled pinkette shrieks while her fingers adjust the crimson satin bra quickly.
"What did you mean as you mentioned the early morning hours?" By his look she could tell he is irritated.
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Perfect!
You've reached your goal! We have his full attention! Now go for it!
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She puts on her Jounin sweater and tries to fix her hair, without looking at him she responds "I mean I heard you today, Kakashi." Sakura acts naturally like there is no big deal while she continues getting dressed.
All of a suddeen said copy-nin feels like forgetting how to breathe.
Then she puts on her pants "And on several occasions in the past."
He blinks in disbelief as a murmur escapes his masked lips. "Impossible."
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The delicate kunoichi winks at him while she puts on her Jounin vest. "You of all people should know, you're not the only ninja in Konoha being magnificent in chakra control. By the way it is highly advantageous for disguise."
Underneath his mask his face forms into a devilish smile as he detached the hiding cloth from the tank-top before he removes the latter. "I bet that's the same cause why different shinobi witnessed you crying and moaning a certain ninja's name on several occasions."
He changes his posture and the shocked woman has to face a chiselled Greek god with a marvellous body right in front of her. Mismatched eyes show his mood has lightened up. Deep inside a part of Kakashi has awoken in thrill of the chase.
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Sakura countered bravely. "And I bet half of the female population dotes on that certain ninja and they talk about him in their sleeps, but I'm NOT one of them!" She continues with a chuckle: "Don't get above of yourself! That's the most stupid thing I've ever heard! You can tell that damn spying ANBU to stop spreading false rumours and get the facts straight."
The pinkette shakes her head in annoyance and takes a leave, but before she could stomp away, his hand closes around her arm in a firm grip.
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"Freeze! We're not done here." His low voice sounds serious and commanding.
Obeying she turns a bit to stay in front of him and looks him in the deep, tantalizing eyes, one dark-grey and one crimson with three tomoe inside of the iris.
"I did not imply you did that in your sleep nor that it were ANBU who witnessed it nor that it involved hearing only." There is a smirk forming clearly visible underneath his mask and she swears inwardly she'd kill him for that stupid behaviour.
"Explain!" Sakura snarls angrily between clenched teeth.
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Slowly both of his hands come to rest on her shoulders and he bends down a little to close the distance between their eyes. Sakura hasn't thought he is able to show such amused and dirty expressions underneath that silly cloth as he leans closer to whisper softly into her ear:
"During our special training one fine shinobi witnessed you moaning that certain ninja's name in your sleep. Then in Suna you seemed to be pretty busy with yourself while groaning that very same name, according to two expert shinobi's eavesdropping. Next you must know an exceptionally gifted shinobi witnessed you masturbating and crying out that name late on the day the hokage was appointed. And do you know you have the habit to always cry out that one particular name whenever you're falling over the edge?"
Her whole bode stiffens up and she closes her eyes, he fears she would turn into a marble statue.
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Only Genma and Tatsuo witnessed me orgasm in reality, right?
Don't forget Gaara.
But he would never speak about it to Kakashi.
That's true.
That leaves Genma and Tatsuo…
Those mean ANBU asses!
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The silverhead chuckles dangerously low like he did long ago during her training.
He is in play mood?
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"Sakura, breathe!" Slowly she regains her composure.
"Please tell me who the other shinobi are, so I could kill them all." Her tone nearly freezes the blood in his veins.
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"Only me and Pakkun." His hands squeeze her shoulders in a reassuring manner.
Her eyes shoot up open to look into his in disbelief. "You're kidding me, Pakkun is a pug!"
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"And an exquisite ninja." Kakashi chuckles.
Sakura shakes her head, again he has managed to blow away the heavy, uncomfortable tension between them. Relaxing he embraces her in a tight hug, she returns it and he kisses her forehead before laying his head on hers.
The infamous copy-nin inhales her scent and with a relieved exhale he asks the eased woman in his arms: "Would you like to bear the certain ninja some company? After an awful day in the office doing important things over and over again, he could really need some comfort." His big warm hands draw lazy circles on her arms.
The calm kunoichi nodded and they prepare to go to bed like they did in Suna. She changes into a tank-top and a pair of boxers he offers her.
"Since when do you wear shuriken printed boxers? Really, Kakashi?" She giggles in amusement.
Shrugging he responds honestly, "They're comfy."
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Kakashi lay down on one side of the huge bed and raised the sheets for her to join him.
They are lying there awake for a while, enjoying the feeling of their near as he is spooning her.
"'I've been missing this for a long time", Sakura stated.
"My, my, Sakura-chan, I had no idea! You've been sleeping with the hokage before?" There is his playful theatrical tone again.
She hits him with an elbow in his rips.
"Ow! That hurts you know!"
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Sakura takes his hand from her hip up to her lips to kiss it softly "First I meant I missed you, I missed you near me, I missed our comfort." She intertwines their fingers and puts his hand around her waist. "Second the last time we were lying in bed together you have not been hokage yet. And third I'm not sleeping with you, we are sleeping besides each other."
This time he chuckles again in that dangerously low tone while kissing her shoulder passionately and grazing it with his teeth, which earns him a reaction from her body immediately. Then he kisses the spot gently again and mumbles "Not now. We will see. First I really do need some sleep. Good night, Sakura-hime."
"Good night, Hokage-sama."
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She has noticed two things:
First his mask.
So you were right! It is true, his mask is nothing but an ever present illusion!
See?
Second as hokage he wouldn't be able to run away from her this time. He must be as aware of the risks as she is, but still they both seem to finally give up the fight. Time is known to heal wounds, but could it also verify feelings?
With a smile she notices the even breathing in her neck indicating he has fallen asleep and she drifts off to sweet slumber too.
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Hey Guys,
So, we've made it back to chapter 1 in a full circle. Maybe you understand why the first one was that short and in present tense. Thank you for joining me on that journey!
There are about 5 more chapters to go ;)
I hope you like it!
SquaMata