The story of how Sakura and Kakashi first got together.

This one get's a little smexy (I kept it teen though, never fear!)

To say that Sakura was merely drunk would have been an understatement. Saying that she was plastered, however, would be far more accurate. It took a lot to get a medic-nin drunk, their trained bodies naturally fighting off the toxins, but whatever had been in the punch had been really, really good, and had had a whole lot of things a young kunoichi probably shouldn't have been near, let alone drinking.

Sakura was also having quite the hard time remembering why she had gone out and drank so much, especially since she was wearing one of her best little black dresses and heels that she skillfully managed to keep her balance in even in her inebriated state.

Punch? A party? It all suddenly rushed back to her that they were throwing Naruto and Hinata a party in honor of their engagement and that Kiba and Ino had brought the dreadfully wonderful punch, the glorious bastards that they were.

Sakura tilted her head back against the wall, trying to get her bearings. She might have been drunk but she had never been a stupid drunk, she was aware of everything around her and though her memory might have been fuzzy and her mind a bit slow she knew what was going on and why. And now that she knew all of that she also knew that it was time for her to go home and get away from the punch before she did something really stupid like drink more of it.

So she went out and into the night, the cold slap of the wind reminding her that she had forgotten her coat inside but also sobering her up enough that the worst of her fears about the threat of stupidity were calmed. She shrugged it off and started down the street and towards her apartment, hoping to get home and take some aspirin before she went to sleep.

But nothing ever seemed to go the way she wanted it to.

Just like she always did when she was in a hurry Sakura cut through the park, shaving off a good ten minutes from the time it took her to get to her apartment, though there was one obstacle that she hadn't anticipated being in her way. An obstacle in the form of a white haired ninja slouched on a park bench. Sakura could have walked on by, ignoring her former teacher in favor of a soft, warm bed, but something made her pause and sit down beside him.

"Yes, Sakura?" He grumbled, keeping his visible eye closed. She shrugged, stretching her arms above her head and making a little sound of satisfaction when her back popped. She leaned back, bending her arms so that she could cross them behind her head, tilting her head back to look up at the glittering sky.

"The stars are always so pretty." She sighed, smiling up at the sky thoughtfully.

Kakashi opened his one eye and rolled it over to look at her, taking in her flushed cheeks and overly bright eyes. "You're drunk." He said and she snorted, irritated that he was trying to be such a downer when she had such a happy little buzz going on.

"Yeah, well you are too, Kakashi-sensei."

"How can you tell? My face is covered, and you weren't watching me during the party so you couldn't have seen me drinking." She snorted and turned to him, bringing her legs up on the bench which in turn caused the hem of her dress to rise up to dangerous levels. Not that she noticed, focused more on the light and fluttery feeling that was filling her.

But the man beside her found that he couldn't focus on anything else.

"It's simple, Sensei. I know you so I can spot the differences between the normal you and any other you." She propped her elbow on the back of the bench, resting her cheek on her fist. He blinked at her slowly, not really sure how to take that statement or the way she was smiling at him in this sort of soft and sweet way with her eyes clear and warm, face flushed with alcohol and the whip of the chilled air.

"Oh?"

"Mhmm."

Something between them started thrumming, a slow and steady beat that had been slowly building between them for what seemed like years. Kakashi shifted, turning to face Sakura, to look her right in the eye.

"Have you been watching me, Sakura?" His voice deepened, becoming rougher and making everything inside of Sakura tighten and brace for what was sure to come. "Why have you been watching me, Sakura?"

She smiled and tilted her head, emboldened by the alcohol and the tiny little thrill she got whenever he spoke. "You know, Kakashi, I could ask the same of you."

Then they both leaned in, cloth covered lips meeting lips. It was a simple and chaste kiss, one that tentatively searched the other for the recognition needed to continue on with the course the night so desperately wanted to take. They pulled back and looked into each other and found exactly what they were searching for.

Kakashi pulled down his mask with a short sound of frustration, meeting Sakura's lips with his once more in a kiss that stole all thought and reason. One of his hands went into her hair, gripping tightly and pulling so that her head tilted back and allowed him more room to plunder. They moaned together when their tongues met and tangled, overcome by the desire that was rocking them.

Sakura slipped her leg over his lap so that she was straddling him, pressing against him and crying out into his mouth as they began to move against each other, needy and wanting. Kakashi tore his mouth from hers and ignored her whimper for him to come back, scraping his teeth down to column of her throat and making her gasp, forcing her arms to tighten around his neck. A hand came up to the back of his head and into his hair, gripping tightly as the arousal rolled through her in waves, eyes rolling back at the feeling of his gloved hands traveling up her bare back in search of the halter tie for the dress.

He deftly untied it, the ties falling down and slipping over her shoulders, the barest whisper of cloth sliding against skin the only thing breaking the music that their pants and gasps made. The top of the dress slipped down and pooled around her waist, the sudden lash of the cold night air and the coarse feeling of Kakashi's gloves against her bare breasts making her cry out.

And though the seduction -the pure unadulterated heat- of the moment had nearly melted any rationality Sakura had ever possessed, there was still one sliver that thankfully and stubbornly held on. "Stop." She groaned out, eyes fluttering at the feelings he was pulling out of her. "Stop, Kakashi."

He leaned back just the slightest bit, his eye burning with need and flashing with annoyance. But also acceptance, as if he had known from the beginning that she would tell him to stop. Sakura picked the bodice of her dress up, holding it to her chest with one arm while she braced her other hand on Kakashi's shoulder to keep her balance and hold him in place.

"We can't... We can't do this." She panted. She watched as Kakashi slowly began to stomp out the desire that lit his eye, trying to pull apart his emotions and let her go. Sakura would have at any other time found such an ability to be impressive, though at the moment she couldn't because she was just too goddamned horny.

"Not in the park, Kakashi. I won't be able to hold it all in." The light began to kindle once again. "I think that your place is closer than-" She was cut off when he suddenly stood, gasping as he threw her over his shoulder and jumped up into the trees, racing as fast as he ever had to get to his apartment.

Sakura kept her one arm holding her dress to her -not wanting to flash any hapless passerby- and used the other hand to grip the back of his shirt to try and keep from bouncing so much. Glaring over her shoulder at the back of his head she pinched his butt in revenge for the way he was manhandling her -no matter how breathless it was making her.

Lips twitching at the childish action, he reached up and swatted her butt.

Sakura blinked. He hadn't just... Had he? Oh yes, he had.

And she damned herself for finding it so undeniably sexy.

They reached his apartment building within minutes and were in his apartment through his window in a handful of moments. He strode, determined and confident, into his bedroom and dropped her unceremoniously onto his bed, making her bounce and reach her arms out to steady herself. The loss of the restraint of her arms caused the top of her dress to once again fall to her waist, and from the way the damned bastard's lips twitched he had planned it.

Sakura shoved some stray strands of hair out of her face and huffed, not bothering to try and cover her naked breasts. It wasn't like she was embarrassed by them, not with the alcohol that flowed through her system throwing away all of her inhibitions.

"You spanked me." She accused, watching as he tossed off his forehead protector and gloves, licking her lips in anticipation for what was to come.

"Yes." He smirked and went to her, caging her in and making her shiver. "And I'm about to do it again."

Sakura awoke excruciatingly slowly as she always did when she was sick or hungover, wincing as the sun managed to still be so bright even through the shield of her eyelids, hissing at the screeching of some stupidly cheerful morning bird. She rolled over into the solid body of the man she had slept next to and paused.

The memories of the night before didn't come in a wave or in flashes, they were just there and she found that she felt none of the mortification or horror most people in her place would have felt, though she was a bit embarrassed. She slowly cracked her eyes open and ignored the throb of pain the light sent straight to her brain in favor of looking up and into Kakashi's face.

He was staring up at the ceiling, arms crossed under his head as he contemplated their situation and tried to ignore her without being too obvious. He failed, but Sakura couldn't really find it in her to care at the moment. She shoved off of him and leaned over the side of the bed, grabbing her dress from the floor and slipping it on before getting up and making her shaky way to the bathroom.

She used the necessary facilities and filled a glass with water, gulping it down to soothe her painfully dry throat and sat down on the edge of the bath tub, taking a breath to try and compose herself.

There was a list of things that needed to be taken care of already forming in her mind, and the first and foremost object of importance was getting past the damn hangover -though she admitted that after dealing with the after effects of different poisons during training over the years she knew that she could easily move past it and go back out there without using her medical skills. But dealing with the situation with a headache and a hangover sounded like a hell of a hassle compared to dealing with everything without it.

So she brought her hands to her temples, shooting pulses of cool and soothing chakra into her head to sooth the pain, forging a path down her body as she took care of overworked muscles and her upset stomach. Within minutes she was feeling infinitely better and ready to face what was waiting for her on the other side of the door.

He was still lying on the bed in the same position as he had been when she had first woken up, though when she sat down on the bed next to him his eye flickered over to her. "Sakura, I-" She ignored him and put her hands at his temples and began the same process she had done on herself.

"Listen, I need you to know a few things. One is that I knew exactly what I was doing last night and I remember it all. I'm a happy, less uptight kind of drunk, not a stupid one, and I'm guessing you had control last night too, so we don't need to worry about that."

"I wasn't a virgin, so go ahead wipe that thought out of your mind since I know you're probably worrying about it, and everything was entirely consensual." She smiled a small smile when he audibly sighed in relief. "We used protection, so we're good on that front, and neither of us were stupid with each other. But also I want you to know that I wouldn't have done any of that -ever- without the alcohol. I value the relationship we have too much to ever jeopardize it like that, and this goes hand in hand with what I'm about to say next,"

She pulled her hands away from him. "We can't be expected to just ignore it and pretend like it didn't happen. That's stupid. But we can move past it and just go on like usual, though I guess some things will have to change." Kakashi nodded, watching her face as he did so.

She gave him a small smile and got up, stooping down to grab her heels from where they had been kicked off before making her way to the door. "I guess I'll see you at training, Kakashi!" She called back, not looking to see if he had nodded or done anything other than stare at her retreating back.

Sakura banged her head against her little kitchen table repeatedly, muttering to herself, "Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid." Over and over again.

Why had she slept with -of all people- Kakashi! It was like the universe had just bitch slapped her or something. It was unbelievable! She had been able to act calm and collected when she had been at his apartment by calling on her little inner Ino -supreme queen of the one night stand- to take care of the situation with the sophistication and maturity that Sakura herself didn't possess. And it had gone wonderfully, the facade only crumbling when she had gotten back to the safety and security of her apartment.

Sakura leaned back in the chair and brought her wrist up to her nose, sniffing and filling herself with the scent of Kakashi.

She had taken an hour long shower, desperate to scrub off every reminder of the night so that no one would be able to tell. But no matter how hard or long she had scrubbed it seemed as if Kakashi's very essence had soaked into her skin, making her core quiver with every breath she took.

It was ridiculous, really. She had gotten rid of the soreness, the hickeys and bruises that he had marked her with, and yet she still felt as if he had implanted some unknown and unforgettable part of him in her.

She took a deep breath in through her mouth, trying to ignore the way her skin was still tender where he had touched her last night and vowed that she would act like there was nothing wrong.

Though it would have to be after she baked through her frustrations.

Sakura bent over, panting and sweating as she looked over at her grinning opponent. "Yeah yeah, go ahead and gloat. See if I heal you the next time you're lying in a ditch bleeding to death."

"Kurama helps me heal, and I've never been bleeding in a ditch before." Naruto gloated.

Sakura cracked her knuckles and grumbled menacingly to herself, "Yeah? Well there's a first time for everything." And launched herself back at the blonde haired boy.

She made her way over to the tree stump she had put all of her stuff on so that it wouldn't get in her way during the training she and the rest of team seven did together to keep in touch.

She pulled out her water bottle and one of her Tupperware bowls, opening it and offering it to Naruto and Sai -who had been drawing his two friends as they had trained. "Want some? I went on a baking binge yesterday, and if I eat them all I'll get fat." Sai and Naruto each took one of the shortbread cookies, though Sai couldn't resist adding that her growing fat would manage to hide her ugliness.

She was just about to hit him with furious chakra filled punch when there was a rustle of leaves behind them. Sakura turned, tugging her little Ino shield around her as quickly and smoothly as possible.

"Yo."

Sakura rolled her eyes at her ex-teacher, not even bothering to pretend to be upset. "What, did you get lost on the path of life again?" She asked sarcastically. His eye crinkled and he walked to the group evenly, not even a hint of anything else showing.

"Actually, there was this lost child who..." Sakura nearly sighed in relief at his ridiculous excuse.

Normal. They could be normal.

Sakura was lying on her couch reading a mystery novel when a heavy handed knock came from her door. She marked the place in her book and got up, confused as to who it could be since almost everyone at the moment was gone on a mission. Opening the door, she stared in shock. "Yo." Kakashi said weakly, holding his profusely bleeding side with one arm while the other was over Naruto's shoulder to keep him from falling over. Sakura quickly ushered the two in.

"What happened?" She gasped, leading the pair over to the kitchen table so that they could sit down.

"Well," Naruto said, scratching the back of his head as he thought back. "We were coming in from our mission when we were ambushed by some rouge ninjas. I didn't get hurt that badly by the group I was fighting against, but apparently the group Kakashi was fighting against had a lot of poison with them. We would have gone to the hospital but you know how he feels about those." Sakura paused and then started working on overdrive, demanding to know everything about what they had seen from the poisons and about how Kakashi was feeling.

It took a couple of hours and she was exhausted by the time she was done, each of the individual poisons out of Kakashi's body and his wounds healed. Naruto had left after the first hour, wanting to go to his fiance and see if she would kiss his wounds better for him.

Sakura slumped on the couch with the man that her thoughts had been focused on the past weeks, both of them succumbing easily to the seduction of sleep.

Never one to really dream, it seemed like Sakura had only been asleep for mere minutes before she was awake once more, blinking blearily at the man who was still asleep beside her. She got up quietly and moved to the kitchen to grab an energy bar to eat, munching on it as she contemplated what to fix for dinner since it seemed that she would have a guest. A guest that she had seen naked before and wanted to see naked again.

She took a breath to try and shut down those thoughts and was about to reach into the fridge when the door was pushed shut. She looked up and into Kakashi's determined eye, watching as he pulled his mask down. "Kakash-" She gasped, cut off by the hard press of his lips on hers. She immediately reacted, gripping his hair in her fists as he lifted her up to the counter, her legs coming up to wrap around him with her ankles crossing at the small of his back.

They struggled furiously to get their clothes off, both of them ignoring the sound of tearing cloth in favor of focusing on the heated tangle of their tongues and the electrifying friction of skin against skin.

Kakashi slipped Sakura off of the counter and held her up by holding her thighs in his hard grip, her legs staying wrapped around him like a vise. "Sakura, where's your bedroom?" Sakura ignored him in favor of attacking the skin where his throat met his shoulder, nearly moaning as the salty taste of him filled her entire being. Kakashi tilted his head back and closed his eyes, breathing hard as he tried to keep some semblance of control until he could get her to a bed. "Sakura -damn it- tell me where your room is or else I'll just fuck you against the wall."

Sakura couldn't really see what would be all that bad about that but she decided to humor him, wanting more than anything at that moment to just feel him inside of her again. "First door on your right." She hissed, feeling as if she were about to explode if he didn't hurry up. He was there in record setting time, dropping down on the bed and tearing the rest of their clothes off so that they could finally -finally- get the release they had been wanting for weeks.

It was hard, hot and furious, a battle to the very end. When they were done Kakashi rolled over, taking Sakura with him so that she lay limply on his chest. Both of them were fighting to catch their breath, their heated skin quickly cooling and the sweat that lay thick on the both of them rapidly becoming uncomfortable.

After a few dragging moments of silence Sakura sighed and tilted her head so that she could look up at Kakashi. "We did it again."

"Hmm?"

"Sex, Kakashi. This is the second time." He chuckled at looked down at the little pink haired girl.

"Your math must be off, because I counted a few more than two times." Sakura looked sternly up at him but couldn't stop her lips from twitching.

"Not like that, you pervert. I just meant that... well... this wasn't supposed to happen." Kakashi arched an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

"We said it wasn't going to."

"I don't remember saying anything of the sort." She paused, looking up at him confused.

"Wait, are you saying that you wanted to sleep together again?" She paused and took in the look on his face. "You... You... You!" She hissed, smacking his chest as hard as she could without her chakra. "Why didn't you say something? Do you know how wrong this is? I mean, you're my ex-teacher and you're also a lot older than me. How do you think this is going to work out, huh?"

He shrugged and bent one of his arms behind his head to act as a pillow, "We'll act like we always act, only this time there will be sex involved." Sakura looked up at him, turning the proposal over in her head.

"So... we'll be lovers." Truth be told she kind of liked the idea, though there was one more thing.

"We can't tell any of the others, let alone Naruto. I don't really know how he'll react to all of this." Kakashi nodded and closed his eye, leaving Sakura to her whimsical thoughts about how this would work out.

She had never been someone's secret lover before. It might be fun.

So, once again the credit goes partially to Kathy. This took a turn from what I had originally planned and ended up like this.

I also thought briefly about doing some M Fics of my couples, but then I'd have to change the rating and I don't really feel like it.

But maybe one day.

I love you all! You're great! Rock those sassy pants!