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Chapter 2

'Damn,' he chuckled to himself as he led her to the unused side of the bedroll and pulled down the covers for her to climb in. "My lady," he teased with a dramatic sweep of his arm, but secretly wished it was true.

She slapped his arm lightly, "Oh shut up. You are making me feel even weirder about this than I already do."

He smiled, flicking off the lantern, as he tried to figure out how he should get into bed without offending or overstepping a boundary. Deciding over is the best bet, he started to climb on top of the blankets, at least if he didn't want a chakra infused punch and a quick trip through the air.

Sakura grabbed his arm, "Kakashi... You can sleep under the blankets. I trust you."

He hesitated for a moment, but complied before she changed her mind, laying perfectly still, afraid to touch her. 'No need in getting the ever loving shit beaten out of me. Kami knows she has a zero tolerance for guys bullshit,' he mused. Just ask any of the guys that had copped a feel at the bar back home.

His mouth stretched into a crooked grin under his mask, 'She said she trusts me,' he found himself clenching his fists to stop the near overwhelming urge to pull her to him. Something primal in him roared with the need to wrap his muscular form around her petite one - to protect her -to make sure his scent was all over her when she awoke. He nearly scoffed at the thought of her needing his protection, 'Though small, those delicate fists could punch a hole right through me.' For even the Copy nin, his chidori would be required to do such damage. A warmth spread through his chest as he thought of how strong she had become.

The bed shifted and he froze, 'Kami, she is moving closer to me. What do I do?! Shit!' He settled for clenching his fists again as the incredibly sexy pinkette beside him moved closer still. Steadying his breathing and gulping hard, 'Great. She had to hear that. Stupid, stupid, ug!' Contrary to popular belief, Kakashi was far from the sex god the villagers seemed to be convinced he was. Sure he had been with his share of women, but he was hardly a womanizer, that title fell to his good friend, Genma.

He just felt that there had to be more to the act than just pure lust, a belief he gained after his darker years in ANBU when he had reached for almost anything to fill the gaping hole that grew with each loss of his special people. His reading material aside, if anything, Kakashi was more of a romantic than a perv; after all, Jiraiya's novels were romance... with porn peppered throughout for some seasoning, of course. That said, there was only so much he could do when the object of his desires for the past year was inches from him in his bed.

The bed vibrated slightly, 'What is she doing?' His mind immediately went where it shouldn't, making him have to shift to attempt to become more comfortable in his now increasingly restrictive pants.

Then he realized she was shivering. 'Of course she is cold. She walked through the rain to get here,' though wishing just a tiny bit that it was his first thought. Glad for the darkness and his mask to hide his pink-tinged cheeks, he rolled to face her small form in the bed, "Sakura, you're shivering." It was not a question. "Face the other way," he gently commanded. Knowing if he is to help, it had to be just right, otherwise for touching her, he'd get slapped... or a broken jaw... And maybe some ribs.

She hesitated for only a moment then complied.

Breathing to focus and then carefully, slowly, he moved his arm towards her. 'At this rate, she'll figure out my plan and stop me before I can help,' he swallowed hard then quickly reached out placing his hand on the curve of her small hip. A whoosh of air escaped his lungs at the unexpected skin-to-skin contact, 'Kami!'. He moved his hand slowly as he tried to locate the best spot to begin, 'She is in her underthings... okay breathe... calm down...' Relaxing slightly, he felt that she did indeed at least have her top bindings and some underwear on (lace by the feel of it). Thoughts of what she looked like right then surged through his mind and his jaw clenched with effort as he desperately tried to refrain from taking a peak under the blanket, after all he was a man and Sakura was a very beautiful woman wearing basically nothing curled up to his chest in his bedroll.

He swallowed hard, focusing his chakra to his palm. As it warms, he began to slowly ghost his finger tips down her back with barely the gentle grazing of his palm. He can't help but feel just a bit smug as her muscles tensed and quivered where ever he touched. Thanking Kami for his great multitasking skills, he focused on calming the growing strain in his lower region as he continued to warm her with his life force. Moving his hand over her curvy waist and trailing across her hip bone, he struggled against a tightening in his lower abdomen. That primal part buried inside him was pacing its cage wanting to be set free, to claim its mate. 'My body needs her, and badly,' he pushes the thoughts away and flattens his hand on her toned belly. Taking note of her faster breathing, 'I better do it quick before she realizes what's going on,' Kakashi calms his urges focusing on the task at hand.

Sure, they had kissed (sorta), but he wasn't entirely certain she was on the same page as him. 'I mean... besides Sasuke as a child, I have no idea if she is interested in someone, or even if she is dating,' A knot formed in his stomach at the thought of her with anyone else that part inside him demanded that she was his.

Hearing tiny sigh of contentment from her lips, he lost some of his control. With very little effort, he quickly pulled Sakura backwards to him, eliciting a gasp from her lips. However, she didn't pull away. Instead, she settled into him with a sigh, her back flush against his bare chest.

He chuckled at her cute noise, "Warmer?" His grin grew as she sleepily nodded, relaxing against him her head tucked under his chin. Gently, he rubbed small circles with his thumb onto her flat, toned belly. "Go to sleep, blossom," he whispered into her ear as he settled up behind her effectively cocooning her with his form.

He fell asleep with an ease and greater sense of security than he has ever known.

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