I DO NOT OWN NARUTO, OR CRAZY, STUPID, LOVE.

All rights go to Masashi Kishimoto, and Dan Fogelman.

Big Move

"So, is this how it normally works?" Sakura asked as she stood in the middle of Kakashi's house, her dress still damp from the rain.

"What?" He asked walking down the steps from the kitchen into the living room as he handed her a glass with some concoction in it.

"You know, you like put on the perfect song and you make them a drink. And then you sleep together," she explained taking the drink from his hand.

"Um...yeah."

Sakura gulped the drink down. "I'm very nervous."

He simply smiled. "I'm getting that."

"Okay. Cause I know I seemed confident back at the bar, but that was um...that was mostly just because I was cold and wet and trying to be dramatic, a bit," a nervous Sakura said looking all around the house frantically.

"You're adorable," Kakashi stated, chuckling.

Sakura's eyes darted to meet Kakashi's. "No! I'm sexy! I'm R rated sexy, okay? I know what happens in the PG thirteen version of tonight. Alright, I know. It's that I get...I get really drunk and I pass out and you cover me with a blanket and you kiss me on the cheek and nothing happens. But that's not why I'm here. I am here to bang the hot guy that hit on me at the bar."

"Kakashi..." He said correcting her.

"Kakashi," she repeated apologetically.

"Are people still saying bang?"

"Oh, I do. We're gonna bang! This is happening," she assured him. "Take off your shirt."

Kakashi seemed taken aback slightly by her sudden boldness once again. "Why?"

"Please, can you take off your shirt? Cause I can't stop thinking. I need you to just..."

"Okay! Okay!" Kakashi grabs the bottom of his shirt and pulls it over her head somewhat hesitantly. Once it's off his body he tosses it on the couch and stands there awkwardly.

Sakura stands there staring at his chest and stomach in disbelief. "Fuck! Seriously? It's like you're photo shopped! Can I..." She walks quickly to where he is standing and pokes around his abs with her fingers.

Kakashi's breath hitched. "You have cold hands. And I need you take off your dress."

"No!"

"Yes."

"No way! Not with all that goin' on." She gestured toward his shirtless body. "No, thank you! Is there a dim lighting somewhere? Oh, God! Okay, so then what do we do? What happens now, like logistically? What's your move?"

"What do you mean, what's my move?"

"What's your move? What's your big move?"

Kakashi shoved his hands in his pockets. "I got lots of moves."

"What's your big move?"

"I'm not telling you my big move."

"Tell me your move!"

He smirked. "You're not ready for the big move."

"Yes, I am! I want your big move!"

"You can't handle the big move, trust me."

"Tell me your big move!"

Kakashi sighed. Obviously this was going nowhere, but he had to admit that he was enjoying the playful banter between them. "I work Dirty Dancing into the conversation."

"Dirty Dancing?"

"Can I sit down, please?"

"Yeah."

"Can I put my shirt back on?"

"No," she said straight-faced. "Why Dirty Dancing? What do we do? Do we watch it?"

"You know the big move at the end of Dirty Dancing, where Patrick Swayze picks up Jennifer Grey?"

"Yeah."

"Well...I can do that."

"So?" Sakura didn't know what was so special about that.

"So, I tell girls I can do the move. I put on the song, Time of Your Life, I do the big move and they always wanna have sex with me," he explained shrugging his shoulders like it was any old causal conversation.

Sakura literally laughed out loud. "Oh, my God! That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard."

"I agree." Kakashi said. "But it works every time."

"That would not work on me."

Before Sakura knew it, Time of Your Life was playing, and she was about to jump into this mans arms and reenact the ending to Dirty Dancing.

"Oh, God! This is ridiculous! I don't wanna do it."

"Come on," Kakashi smiled coaxing her to run toward him.

"This is beyond ridiculous."

"Come on and jump."

"No," Sakura squealed.

"Yeah."

"Thank God I'm drunk. Here we go!"

Sakura ran and jumped into Kakashi's arms. He lifted her up and spun her around slowly and then let her down gently.

Sakura whispered, "So, do you prefer to do it here or in the bedroom?"

Kakashi smiled. "The bedroom is preferred."

"Mmhmm. Yeah, okay. Let's go there."

Kakashi pulls Sakura along to the bedroom and lays her down on top of it. He slowly climbs on top of her, all the while kissing her. Once Sakura is all the way on the bed, head on pillow, he puts his knee in between her legs.

Sakura broke the kiss. "This pillow forms perfectly to the shape of my head."

"Yeah," Kakashi said as he continued to kiss her, but she pulled back again.

"Is this one of those foam pillows from Brookstone?"

"Yeah," Kakashi said with a frustrated sigh.

"Really? I always wondered who actually buys them! The hot guy from the bar buys them! Of course!

"Kakashi," he corrected again.

"Mmhmm. Kakashi. Sorry for that."

"Yeah," was all he could say as he waited for any other unnecessary comments.

"I'm sorry, continue."

So Kakashi did continue, but once again Sakura pulled back. "You don't have one of those ridiculous um...those massage chairs, do you?"

Kakashi hesitated.

"You do?" Sakura asked laughing.

"No," he said trying to hold back a smile.

"Yes, you do!" She accused.

"Yeah, I do," he admitted.

"Oh, my God!" Sakura almost fell off the bed she was laughing so hard.

"I don't! I don't! I do! Who'd have that? I would! I have that.," Kakashi started laughing also, teasing himself a bit.

"How much was it?"

"Five thousand dollars."

That made Sakura laugh even harder.

Kakashi laid beside her on his side and propped his head on his hand, held up by his elbow. "Ask me how many times I've used it?"

Sakura smiled. "How many times have you used it?"

"Twice."

They both roared with laughter.

"That's twenty-five hundred dollars a massage!" Sakura exclaimed.

"Twice!"

"Where is it?"

"It's in the garage."

"Can I sit in it?"

Buzzzz...buzzzzz

"I hate it!" Sakura said as she sat in the massage chair.

"...Yeah."

"The Home Shopping Network, I mean I'm addi...I buy...I buy...I'm just the worst!" Kakashi said as they were laying in the bed again.

"Do you have a Slap Jack?" Sakura asked.

"Yes!"

"Do you have the knife that cuts through the penny?"

"Yes!"

Sakura almost couldn't contain herself. "What else do you have?"

"Coin Bears."

"Coin Bears?"

"Yeah. I have a whole set of Coin Bears from each date."

"You have fifty Coin Bears?"

"Yeah, they all have a rare coin in their foot," Kakashi exclaimed.

"You stay up nights?"

"I am wildly unhappy."

They both laughed again. After they talked and laughed for hours lying in bed, Kakashi asked, "Could you do me a favor?"

"What?" Sakura asked sweetly.

"Will you do me a kindness?"

"Mmm."

Kakashi sighed. "Will you ask me something personal about myself?"

"Mmm. Okay, fine. I'll do it. And then we bang?"

Kakashi chuckled loudly. "Yes."

"What's your mother like?"

Kakashi smiled looking up at the ceiling. "My mom, is very beautiful. Um...very vain, very smart, cold."

"And your dad?"

Kakashi hesitated. "Um...he died a long time ago. He was such a sweet guy, he was probably too sweet. Very successful in business. He left me a lot of money, which is why I have all this stuff. But he was soft. Just too soft, too...too sensitive and uh...you know he couldn't really handle my mother."

Sakura watched as Kakashi drifted off to sleep, his eyelids fluttering from time to time. Once he was snoring softly, she pulled the blanket up to his chest and kissed his forehead.

'Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice messaging system-'

"Hey, Kakashi, it's Gai. Where are ya? Remember that first woman I picked up? That teacher? Well, I have a story to tell you. Call me."

'-has been forwarded to an automatic voice messaging system-'

"Hey, it's been a week I haven't heard from you. Should I be concerned? I am imagining you suffocating under a pile of women."

'-voice messaging system-'

Hey, it's me again. I've left like a hundred messages. Listen, if this is a Miyagi thing, I'm not getting it! So, call me back, please. Thanks.