A/N: Hi again! Here we go. Lemon - big time. Just warning you. It's not first thing, but it's definitely there. I hope you like it. Enjoy!

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Anko stirred in the morning to the beginnings of a purple sunrise. There was a knock at her door. She rubbed her eyes and felt something move next to her. Kakashi was trying to move his slinged arm that held her firmly spooned against him, so she could answer the door. Then she heard a quiet voice say, "Anko, it's Sakura. Are you awake?"

Anko yawned out something that sounded like, "I'll be right there Sakura," then she turned to Kakashi and said, "You awake?"

"Yeah. I feel really good too. Sakura's going to say I'm good to go."

Anko said, "Oh, so you want to go?"

"I didn't mean it like that; I meant she'll say I'm healed. I'm not leaving until you give me a proper send off. Pass me my mask while you're up."

Anko loved it. Kakashi was back, and she knew just as well as he did that he wasn't leaving until they were both thoroughly exhausted again. She tossed him his mask which he managed to put on with one hand, and then she went to the door and let Sakura in, turning on a few lights as she went. "Morning Sakura. The patient is in the bedroom." She led the way, and stood back as Sakura entered the room.

"So Kakashi-sensei. How you feeling today?"

"Sakura, I'm fit and well. I had a very good nurse take care of me."

"Let me be the judge of that. I'm not judging your abilities Anko; it's just that I don't believe a word he says."

Anko looked at him and said, "Neither do I," as she remembered his crack about her beating him to a pulp because he rejected her sexual advances. The day he rejected her or anyone's sexual advances was the day she married Orochimaru – and that would pretty much NEVER happen.

Kakashi just looked at Anko and winked.

Sakura said, "Ok, Kakashi, let's start at the bottom and work our way up."

Kakashi, always the smart ass, said, "But there's nothing wrong with my bottom."

Both Anko and Sakura groaned a bit at that one, and Sakura said, "I'll start with your ankle if you don't mind. Nope, nothing wrong now. Everything's tight and healed. Any pain?"

"None."

"Good. Let's see your ribs." He raised his slinged arm and she put her hand over the greenish bruise that was still evident. She pumped him full of healing chakra and the greenish tint faded even more. "These are good too. Now, let's take a look at that shoulder." She pulled the sling up over his head and slid it off his arm. She said, "I'm going to move your arm around a bit and feel if there's anything not right in there. This may hurt a bit. Let me know if there's any pain."

"Ok, go ahead." Anko watched as Sakura picked up Kakashi's arm and rotated it first forward and backward, around in circles both ways, straightened his arm out and then lifted it over his head. "Just a little stiff that's all Sakura."

"I'll agree. Just a little roughness in the rotator cuff area, but that's to be expected when you get your arm ripped from its socket."

"Yeah that was a pretty bad one wasn't it?"

Anko shivered a little as she remembered what he looked like when he arrived on her doorstep.

Sakura finally said, "You're fine Kakashi. You're free to go home whenever you want." Both Anko and Kakashi didn't look as happy as Sakura had expected them to be when she delivered this news.

Sakura said, "Now listen, I haven't told anyone you're back yet, to save your stupid ego or," she looked at Anko, "whatever. But you should get back to work soon. I overheard Tsunade say she was going to send out an Anbu team to find you, and do you have any idea what she'll do to you if they find you here and you haven't reported back in yet? Come on Kakashi, that woman is SCARY. She'll kick you to the Sand village. Seriously, play hooky today, but get back tomorrow. Just giving you some friendly advice."

Kakashi said, "Thanks Sakura. I appreciate all you've done for me. Especially the not letting Tsunade know I was back bit. Thanks."

"You're welcome. Anko, you did a great job. I just noticed he's not as repulsive smelling as when I came in yesterday. Did you,"

Kakashi cut Sakura off, "She helped me get into the tub. She wanted to stay in there and scrub me, but I told her I could manage. She just wanted to see me naked."

Anko looked at him and cracked her knuckles. Rather than pounding him, she decided to let him have his fun. She fully intended to see him naked very shortly.

Sakura just eyed Kakashi like she always did – not really believing a word he said, and this time was no different. Sakura said, "Right. I'm off to work. I'll see you two tomorrow then?"

Anko said, "Definitely." Kakashi just nodded. Sakura left and closed the door behind her.

Kakashi immediately wanted to vault out of bed and grab Anko and throw her over his shoulder and toss her onto the bed and jump on top of her and tear ALL her clothes off her, not just her underwear, but he couldn't. Instead, he just took off his mask, sat on the bed and waited for Anko to come back.

She came back a minute or so later. She said, "I'm making breakfast, and then you're in big trouble. Get in the bathroom and brush your teeth. You can use my toothbrush."

Kakashi started to giggle inside look who's calling the shots! All he said was, "Yes ma'am." And he got out of bed slowly and made his way to the bathroom as Anko cooked up some breakfast for the both of them.

They ate quickly, both knowing what was about to happen. They were only going to be off one more day together and they didn't want to waste a minute of it. After feeding each other strawberries, Anko said, "Go to bed."

Kakashi smirked, got up and went to bed, no questions asked. He thought she's got a wicked look in her eye. What's she going to do to me? I hope it lasts, it's been a while.

Soon she came to the bedroom and leaned against the door. She smiled and looked at him. Finally, she thought. I've waited; he's waited, and now it's finally time. It's always been so fast and furious with us in the past. I want this time to last.

Kakashi was getting anxious. He was on the brink of losing his mind. All he could think about was Anko. All his senses were heightened from the adrenalin that had begun to flow as he watched her leaning against the door frame. He'd never last. It'd be over in seconds. What he'd waited so long to do with her again would barely be worth doing, because he knew it'd be over before it really got good. Still, he stared at her and didn't move, while every fiber of his being prickled with anticipation.

Anko walked away from the door. She knew that what she was doing to Kakashi was probably torturing him, but that was fine. He'd caused a great hurt inside her when he was gone, and then he put her through hell when he came back shattered and on the edge of death. She was in charge now. It was her turn.

She stared right into him as she reached for the bottom of her pajama top and slowly, purposefully pulled it up and over her head. Kakashi's eyes widened as he stared at her and the confident way she exposed herself to him. She was clearly in charge, and that's the way it was going to stay for a while. Next she untied her pajama bottoms, pulled the draw-string open and let them drop. She stood in front of him in just her "Fridays."

Kakashi couldn't think. So instead, he just let his mouth drop open. She was wearing the one pair of underwear he made sure to get her. The ones he wanted to rip off her right now – with his teeth.

Anko decided it was time. She walked forward and stood at the end of the bed. When he made a move to get her, she said, "Stay." Kakashi didn't argue, he just sat back down. Anko then cat-walked onto the bed toward him, pushing the covers and blankets out of her way as she closed in on him. "Lie down," she said to him quietly. He completely obeyed, while his penis did not. As soon as he was down, it was quite obvious that his sweat pants were fitting entirely too tightly in the front.

Kakashi watched as Anko did an amazing thing to him. She put both her hands on either side of his hips, then she dipped her head down, running her chin, then her neck, then her chest and the area between her breasts up the underside of his still hidden penis. He stuttered her name as she did this. Then all Kakashi could do was watch, as she untied his pajama pants and began to pull them down. He lifted himself so she could get them off him completely. He started to take his tank top off but she stopped him, "Don't. Let me." Kakashi stopped what he was doing and laid back. Anko walked over to the side of the bed and partly leaning over and into him, she pushed the bottom of his shirt up slowly, revealing ripple after ripple after rib after pectoral. She watched his abdomen contract to lift his torso so she could pull the shirt off his arms. She gently pushed him back into the pillows with one hand, dropping his shirt with the other.

Kakashi wanted to touch her. He wanted to please her. He wanted to do ANYTHING to her, but she wouldn't let him. She was in charge; she had made that abundantly clear. He wasn't helpless, it was just her turn to initiate, and she intended to do just that. He laid back and waited for her to make her next move.

Anko made her way back onto the bed and immediately straddled Kakashi's penis pressing it between her still clothed pubis and his pubic bone. Already more than ready herself, she drew this out. She wanted to feel every bit of him, and she wanted it to last. She watched his face as she pressed herself against him one more time. He almost looked pained, and she never wanted to see pain in his face again. She decided it was time to continue to the next level.

Anko stopped torturing Kakashi long enough to lean forward and take his hands and put them on her ass. She allowed him to feel the fabric of the "Fridays" that she still wore. The sliding feeling his hands left on her backside heightened her pleasure, and she ground against him out of reflex more than anything else. She wanted him inside her, but not quiet yet. As he continued to touch her, she leaned forward, and hovering eye to eye with him, she gave him a lingering kiss, and let her tongue touch him gently, leaving him hungry for more of her. It didn't last long, but it was enough to drive him almost to the edge.

Kakashi couldn't breathe. Anko's kiss was something he'd never experienced before. It was gentle, yet so sensual. And with all the other things she was doing to him and letting him do to her, he could barely slow himself down. He focused on her "Fridays" and tightened his grip on them. He heard a slight ripping sound as both patches of Velcro that held the sides together began to give and be pulled apart. He kept squeezing until both sides finally broke opened.

Anko lifted herself slightly and snatched them away, discarding them herself for the first time instead of him doing it. Then she settled back onto him, watching his face again as she pressed him, this time, skin on skin. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "I missed you when you were gone," and she ground herself down on his overtaxed over stimulated penis again.

Kakashi moved his head from side to side and moaned, "Not like I missed you."

She whispered again, "But you came back like you said you would."

"I don't break promises."

Anko smiled and licked beneath the ear she was whispering into, and said, "Good." Then she went back to his mouth and sensually kissed him again.

Fireworks went off behind Kakashi's closed eyes as Anko continued to kiss him. He was overloaded with sensations, and as soon as she removed her lips from his, he said, "Do you remember when I asked you if you were married?"

Anko briefly let her mind drift back to the first night they were together. Kakashi had asked her if she was married because he wanted to know if she'd give him the great back massages she gave him that night, every night if he married her. She came back to him and said, "Yes, I remember," and she sucked the same spot under his ear, while she ground him again.

Kakashi's body was one electric nerve ending. Even the air touching his skin was doing incredible things to him. Yet he continued, "If I married you would you do this to me every night?"

Anko knew this was part of their "play," so she answered with the same kind of response she had given him that first night, "If I married you, I'd do this and things you couldn't even dream of." Then she kissed a trail of kisses down his chest, raising herself slightly to get herself into position to sit on his waiting erection.

Kakashi thought so incredible. I've never . . . it's never been like this before. What she's doing to me . . . I can barely take it. So good. How can I ever leave her again? She means so much . . . ooooooohhnnnn, and Kakashi's mind shut down as Anko finally slid down the length of him, taking him insider her.

Anko filled herself with Kakashi's penis. Then she just sat there, flexing her pelvic walls, stimulating him without even moving. He did not thrust into her; he didn't want this feeling to end. Anko herself didn't want it to end either, that's why she didn't move for a full minute, but instead, kept flexing. In her head she said, I've waited so long for this. All hurt is now gone, replaced by pleasure. Kakashi, what will I do without you, without this? I can't live without this. She leaned forward, trying not to move her hips at all, and she took his face in her hands and open mouth kissed him, deeply and sensually.

Kakashi's breathing was becoming erratic. He hadn't even moved, neither one of them had, yet Anko was doing erotic things to his penis that were driving him quickly toward his orgasm. All he could do was try and break their kiss and focus on something, anything to slow down the freight train that was about to erupt out of him. He managed to break the kiss, but the freight train was already past the point of no return.

Anko sensed his urgency as he pulled his mouth from hers and tried to breathe. She knew he was seconds away from an orgasm, so she shifted her weight and ground herself against his pubic bone, skyrocketing her arousal. She had changed the angle of penetration only slightly, but that was all it took. Kakashi wrapped his hands around her hips and held her tightly as he orgasmed uncontrollably inside her. Taking his lead, she leaned forward and with one small circle of her hips, followed his orgasm with her own. It was so strong and urgent that it brought tears to her eyes.

The sense of pleasure coursing through Anko's body was slow to leave her. She sat on Kakashi, not moving, not wanting to move, until she felt his hands fall away from her hips. She slowly, dreamily looked down at the slightly sweaty ninja still inside her. She smiled at him, noticing the "mark" she'd left on him this time. Inside she giggled. She reached down and put her hands on his chest and lifted herself off him.

He said, "Do you have to?"

She said, "Have to what?"

"Uhm, disengage?"

"That's a pretty technical term don't you think? But yeah, I should eventually. Even though I really really didn't want to."

Kakashi held his arms out to her and said, "I really really didn't want you to either. What have you done to me Anko? I've spent two days in your bed. One in dire pain and one in orgasmic pleasure. How do you do it? How are you so strong yet so sensitive? How can you be both?"

"I am shinobi. I can be many things, you know that."

"Were you being shinobi with me just now? Using your training on me?"

"No." I'm something else when I'm with you she thought to herself.

"Well, whatever it was, remember it because I will."

"I could think of a few more things to try later."

"Does one of them involve a bath?"

"It does."

"Great."

"What?" Anko asked as she sensed some tenseness in his voice.

"Great. Now you can read my mind. I'm in such big trouble."

Oh yes you are Kakashi. Anko thought. You have no idea.

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A/N: And the story bears fruit. I hope you liked it. It was fun to write!

Next up: Final chapter for this story. You're all in for a bit of a surprise. See you soon!