Well, this story is winding down and here's chapter 15. (Niku jyaga is simmered beef with vegetables. Itadakimasu is what you say before you eat.)

Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto.

Ch.15: What Dancing Can Lead To

Kakashi stretched in the morning sun as the last ounces of sleep fell from his well-rested body. He rubbed his neck and cracked it, the strain between the joints melting away. He fell back into the bed to see a smirking kunoichi in the doorway.

"Feeling any better?" Sakura asked.

"Much and it's all thanks to your care."

"And three days of rest. I'm just glad you actually acted like the perfect patient."

Kakashi looked at her. "I'm not that bad."

Sakura smirked. "Not from what I hear from the nurses and Tsunade."

"So I escape the hospital from time to time."

"Don't you mean all the time? I swear Kakashi, the only time you ever go to the hospital and stay for any period of time is when you're unconscious."

"Your words wound me, Sakura."

"Whatever." She crossed over to him and sat beside him in the bed. Leaning over, she patted his leg and smiled. "Well, I'm just glad you're alright." Kakashi nodded and she smiled. "Well, go shower. I'm making breakfast, so be quick." she said before she disappeared into the hall.

Sakura had just plated the scrambled eggs when Kakashi came in with his jounin uniform on, hair dripping from the shower. They both took a seat and she prodded a slice of pancake before slipping it into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully.

Kakashi watched her lips move, mesmerized by the fullness and sheen. "Kakashi?!"

Kakashi looked up. "Huh?"

She sighed. "I was saying that your fork was hanging in the air for the past few minutes."

"Oh."

"Really, you need to pay more attention." she sighed, earning a grunt in response.

Minutes passed and breakfast was soon finished. Sakura moved out of her chair and started to collect the plates when she felt a hand pause her actions. "Nani?"

She followed the arm to see Kakashi smiling at her. "I'll do the dishes. You just relax." She motioned to oppose when he interrupted her. "Sakura, you've taken care of me for the past few days. This is the least I can do." Before she could stop him, he was already at the sink, the water running over the dishes.

Sakura sat in silence as she watched Kakashi. He glanced over his shoulder. "Sakura?"

She snapped her gaze to his masked face. "Yes?"

"Do you have any plans today?"

Sakura put a finger on her chin in thought. "No, not that I know of."

Kakashi smiled. "That's great!"

She looked at him with a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"I didn't mean for it to sound like that. I just wanted to know because I wanted to cook dinner for you tonight. You know, as a thank you."

She eyed him slyly. "Plus, you probably don't have any food in your kitchen. At least, not edible."

Kakashi chuckled sheepishly. "Hit the nail on the head."

She sighed. "Well, I am curious to see what your cooking skills are like. Whenever we go on missions, it's always me or Sasuke cooking. Do I need to get anything?"

"No. I'll do it."

"Okay."

After he finished washing the dishes, she led him out to the living room before disappearing somewhere. Kakashi scanned the living room and spotted a small music box sitting on the coffee table. 'Odd. I never noticed this before. Must be losing my touch with the lack of training.'

He leaned over and picked up the object. 'Looks like the one I have at home. I'll bring mine later to compare.'

"Kakashi."

Kakashi looked up to see Sakura holding a bag of clothing. "I just finished washing them."

Kakashi nodded and walked to receive the bag from her. "See you tonight."

"See you tonight." she agreed. Kakashi gave a small wave before disappearing into a mess of leaves. She sighed as she watched them settle on her floor. Picking up one, she groaned. "Doesn't anyone ever use the door anymore?"

She smacked her forehead. "I'm sounding like Tsunade-sensei." she grumbled.

A plate was placed in front of Sakura and she stared at it while Kakashi sat across her. She studied the food, a plate of niku jyaga with a bowl of rice while a bowl of miso soup rested beside it. She continued to stare while Kakashi chuckled. "Sakura, it won't kill you."

She nodded. "Itadakimasu." they chorused.

Sakura picked up a piece of beef and popped it into her mouth. She chewed it thoughtfully. Kakashi watched her, mentally hanging on the edge of his seat waiting for her opinion. "Well?" he asked curiously. He held his breath as she swallowed the food and smiled. "I can't believe you cooked this! It's so good!" she exclaimed.

He chuckled, a slight blush making it's home on his face. "Well, I try."

She nodded and continued to eat, unaware of the smile resting on his face.

Kakashi sat on the couch reading the new Icha Icha book he had bought earlier that day. He turned the page and glanced at his music box resting comfortably beside Sakura's. 'They look exactly the same. Could be coincidence.' he thought before he returned his attention to his book.

Click.

Kakashi looked up to see Sakura fiddling with a radio on the coffee table. He studied her movements as she tried tuning it, the silver shirt she wore like a second skin as she shifted her shoulders. She continued for a few more minutes before moving away, satisfied. She dusted her hands and moved the coffee table away as music floated through the room. 'Latin.' Kakashi noted.

He watched as she moved to the beat, before returning his attention to the steamy scene unfolding. He felt his book tugged out of his fingers. He was about to protest when he noticed the excellent view of cleavage he got.

"Kakashi, dance with me." she said airily.

"No."

She pouted. "Come on, Kakashi. What's the matter? Can't dance?"

He narrowed his gaze and folded his arms. "No."

Her eyes widened. "That's exactly it! Hatake Kakashi can't dance! I'm betting you can't even dance to save your life." she teased.

Quick as a flash, Sakura found herself dipped dangerously low as a predatory gaze and arrogant smirk rested on Kakashi's devilishly handsome face. He lowered his head to her ear, smirking further as he noticed her shortness of breath. "You were saying?" he whispered, his breath hot against her flushed skin, the music continuing in the background.

He pulled her back up and pressed her against him, their bodies molding perfectly to each other. Sakura's mind was spinning as Kakashi led the dance, bodies pressing and shifting erotically, sending her nerves alight. Kakashi dipped her once again as the music ended, both staring into each other's eyes.

Sakura felt herself slipping from reality and drowning in his hot gaze as Kakashi stared into her emerald orbs, his control slowly slipping from his grasp. "Kakashi?" she asked tentatively, her forehead resting against his hitai-ate. Kakashi continued to stare at her, eyes intense as his breath brushed against her lips. Sakura's eyes darkened as she felt warmth spread through her body. She shyly moved her hands to his mask and rolled it down to pool at his neck. Gathering courage, she lifted her head closer to his and pressed her lips against his.

Kakashi felt her lips against his and something in him snapped. The hand holding her head pushed her against him, deepening the kiss, eliciting a moan from the pink-haired girl. He pressed his body closer, grinding into her center, a shocked gasp escaping her lips. "Kakashi!"

Kakashi took this opportunity to delve his tongue into her mouth, tasting every inch, relishing in her sweet flavor. Her tongue slid against his and a battle of dominance ensued as she fisted his hair, his headband falling to the floor. She pulled back for air and Kakashi kissed and nipped along the column of her neck, leaving small red marks, declaring her his.

She pushed weakly against his body and he looked at her, chest heaving. "Bed." she said breathlessly. He nodded and quickly picked her up, carrying her bridal style to her bedroom before throwing her onto the bed.

She had no time to react as Kakashi pounced on her, ravaging her neck and shoulder while his hands kneaded her breasts. His thumb rubbed circles through the fabric of her shirt as she arched against him. "Kakashi." she moaned. Impatience welled as the fire within her raged. She pushed him off and quickly rid him of his mask, vest, and shirt while he removed her shirt and pants and threw it onto the floor beside the bed.

She kissed his mouth hungrily as Kakashi removed her black lace bra from her body before kneading the flesh and grinding into her clothed core as she arched against him. He trailed his left hand down to her inner thigh before trailing it to her quickly dampening panties. He latched onto a rosy peak and teased its twin with his right hand, his left rubbing over her bundle of nerves.

Sakura moaned and arched, clawing at his back. "Kakashi." she breathed. She felt her panties being pulled down her long legs and off her body. Kakashi then allowed her left hand to trail up her legs again, her breath quickening as it neared her area of need, never stopping his other ministrations.

She felt her legs being parted by his hand. "Kakashi, what are you- Ah!" She moaned, writhing against him as she felt three fingers enter her. He smirked against her breast as she panted heavily, his fingers moving in and out of her core. "Kakashi!" she screamed as her orgasm hit.

Kakashi watched through lust-darkened eyes as she arched off the bed, her inner walls clenching greedily at his fingers. He watched her as she came down from her high, pleased at her responsiveness.

Sakura felt her pulse slow and watched as Kakashi withdrew his fingers and licked them clean. She closed her eyes, shuddering in pleasure as the sight replayed in her head. She heard a dull thud and opened her eyes to see his mismatched ones staring back. She felt her legs parted once again and a warm weight against her inner thigh. "Kakashi?" Her only answer was a thrust of his hips and the ragged moans from the two of them.

He kissed her madly as he thrust in and out of her, encouraged by the sounds spilling from her mouth as he pleasured her. She was getting close to the peak and he knew it. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew he wanted her to walk away with something other than a night of heated sex. He slowed his thrusts and moved to kiss her gently.

Sakura gasped at the tenderness in his motions and tears came to her eyes as he moved into her, trying to convey what he felt which couldn't be expressed in words. She felt a tear leak from her eyes and kissed him back. He pulled back and smiled at her.

Rolling his hips, he thrust into her and she gasped, feeling how deep he was in her body. He continued the motion and the coil wound further in her stomach, almost painful. "Kakashi I--ah!" His thumb brushed against her bundle of nerves, sending her over the edge, "Kakashi!" she screamed. Kakashi groaned loudly, not far behind as they were thrown into a pleasure-filled void, collapsing on her body in exhaustion.

They lay together on the bed, next to each other, pleasurably spent of all energy, sleep beckoning to them. Sakura felt her lids become heavy as Kakashi traced soothing patterns into her back. She closed her eyes and snuggled into his body. "I love you, Sakura."

She only smiled and sighed contentedly; sleep claiming her as the stars twinkled in heavenly brilliance.