Late
"You're late!"
"Ah, I can explain."
"I don't give a damn for your stupid excuses, sensei! DoI really need to remind you.."
"Sakura…"
"…that we're no longer in a teammate-relationship, but that we…"
"Just let me..."
"… are dating now! It has always been a very bad habit of you…"
"Please." He putted his hand on her shoulder, but she pushed it aside roughly and continued her rant.
"But I expected better of you now that we've..."
Kakashi let out a sigh as he raised his left hand to the edge of his mask. His other hand reached behind her head. Before Sakura realized what was going on, her former sensei had pulled her into a kiss. The pink-haired woman struggled, but soon gave in as the elder tenderly bit her lip. The kiss went on for a couple of seconds when Kakashi suddenly broke it.
"Now listen to me, Sakura." Even though she still had her eyebrows in a frown, she remained quiet. He smiled; kissing her always left her without words.
"Remember yesterday when we went shopping?" The copycat-ninja continued, watching his love nodding in response, still wary of what he had to say, "You liked that necklace didn't you?"
Her eyes widened. "You mean you..!"
"Hush, my dear Sakura-chan, I'm the one talking now. I wanted to buy it for you, but someone else already did."
"You don't have the necklace?" She asked disappointed.
"I tracked down the person who bought it and…" He reached for his pocket and took out a little present. "..here. The reason I was late."
Sakura took the present and ripped the paper. Her face beamed up with joy as she had the necklace unwrapped. "Kakashi! Thank you!"
She jumped and caught him in an embrace. "You know what darling, I don't mind that you're late! I love you anyway!"
Inside Kakashi sighed. Next time he would be on time, so that he didn't need to buy her an expensive present and make up some kind of excuse.
But as he felt her lips on his, her tongue begging for an entrance, her hands roaming over his body, he knew that he didn't mind it all. After all, he would be rewarded with pleasure that went far beyond the pleasure he got from reading his favourite reading-matter.