Okay I made Sasuke a complete idiot… what's new… gahd I was soo depressed writing this chappy, if it reflects, I apologize. I've recently been reading Leafygirl's fanfics, which I HIGHLY recommend, well with the exception of Fated (it's a great story, but have the tissues ready, it's a tragedy and I had no idea till I finished it… I cried, like a baby)

Anyways, here's the newest chappy, hope you enjoy

Accidents

Chapter 4- Dirty Is Only A Word

Sakura let a half assed smile plaster to her lips as she looked over herself in the mirror. She wasn't too surprised she was wearing a low, short skirt again, or that it seemed her shirt was ripped and ravaged from her body, then worn as if nothing had happened. It was how she did things when she went to dance. Messy was best, plus, too much clothing always made her hotter and sticky with sweat. Her black skirt slithered over her thighs as she strode to the kitchen to get a quick drink before she headed out.

Reaching into the fridge, she pulled out a cold beer and let the freezing glass cool her fingertips before she removed the cap and downed half the contents. She wasn't in the mood to feel anything and would welcome the slightly numbing feeling the alcohol had on her. She set the bottle on the counter before fixing her top. She wore a white ripped up shoulder less shirt over top a black midriff tank, the sloppy look making her look almost exotic as her long pink hair fell in waves over her bare shoulders.

A sudden knock on her door signaled Sasuke and she cursed under her breathe before moving over to the door to open it and find a typical looking Sasuke standing with the usual ignorant smirk playing on his lips. His eyes traveled over her body, enjoying every minute of the black mail that he was dishing out. He let his eyes linger on her bare, toned stomach and long slender legs. Sakura could feel her blood boil as his tongue traced over his lips selfishly. ' When I get my hands on you Uchiha!' Inner Sakura screamed, ranting and raving in Sakura's mind.

" Ready to go?" he asked as he held out his hand to her. Sakura merely grunted and pushed past him and shut the door behind her. Sasuke nodded in smug comfort as he moved to wrap his arm around her bare waist, but she drew away form him and kept a decent distance between them.

" Now Sakura, this isn't part of our deal," Sasuke sneered as he moved roughly over to her side and gripped her hip tightly, holding her to his body as they walked. For some reason she wasn't struggling as much as he thought she would and welcomed the change in her demeanor by letting his hand slip lower on her hip. But Sakura remained focused ahead, the effects of the alcohol sliding through her system. The beer washed lightly in her stomach as the numb tingle spread through her warm core and stretched to her fingertips and toes.

" Sakura…" Sasuke's face was now near her face, his soft voice spreading hot warmth over her neck.

" What Sasuke." Her voice was steady and slow, slurred somewhat.

She knew downing the beer like that wasn't wise with her low alcohol tolerance, but she couldn't take the feeling of his hands on her, so she distracted her mind with the composed relief that now focused her thoughts elsewhere. She hadn't even noticed they had reached the door that led down into the warehouse until he had opened the door and allowed the pounding music to engulf them, the blast of hot air from within igniting the adrenaline that ran through her veins.

She moved out of his hand and moved forward, her brilliant eyes taking in the sight of the people crowding the floor, the sweat soaked dancers that lingered and pressed against one another. This is where she belonged, in the mess of heated entanglement between two bodies. Hesitantly, she let Sasuke lead her to the center; the thud echoing in her chest as the rapid beat from the speakers shook her body and made it move with hypnotic sways and dips.

His eyes watched her carefully, the erotic movements of her entire body capturing him in lust and excitement. His body pressed against hers and she welcomed it as she closed her eyes to drown out his roving stares, the feather light trace of his fingers on her soft waist leading her closer to him. She focused only on the rhythm that seemed to move her, push her.

How many times must we go through this

You've always been mine, woman

I thought you knew this

How many times must we go through this

You'll always be mine

Cupid only misses sometimes

But, we could end up broken hearted

If we don't remember why all this started

And if they try to tell you that love fades with time

Tell them there's no such thing as time

It's our time

It's our time

She could feel her heart race from the anticipation. She knew his eyes lingered on hers that hid beneath her ebony lashes. His piercing gaze bore through her and read her completely and she felt Sasuke's body cease its movement against hers as he stiffened. Sakura knew exactly what was happening. He was here.

" Do you mind if I cut in?"

Sakura's heart seemed to skip beats as she remained moving. His velvet voice came clearly to her ears over the intense music that drowned out even the loudest of voices. It sent chills that climbed from the base of her spine to her neck, raising the short pink hairs at her nape. Her body hitched and froze as she lifted her eyelids to scan over the forest green vest that rose to the dark mask set on the chiseled and obviously handsome face. His shockingly white hair stood in a messy array atop his head. To her surprise, his hitai-ate was removed to reveal the sleek scar and shocking blood red Sharingan that penetrated her gaze.

" Kakashi-sensai. What are you doing here at the club?" Sasuke's voice was the same sickeningly sweet tone it had been when he had first spoken to Sakura that day and she could feel her anger return swiftly.

" Well, I like to dance and I figured since Sakura is soo good at it, perhaps she could teach me something." His eyes creased in the familiar smile and she could feel the nauseating butterflies take their long awaited flight.

" Don't you think it a tad inappropriate to be dancing like this with your student, Sensai?"

" Not exactly. She's a Jonin now, she's free to choose." His voice was calm and assured and Sasuke could feel his fingernails dig into his palms in frustration.

" I think I'd have to disagree with that Kakashi. She came here with me and I do mind if you 'cut in'. Kakashi tilted his head at Sasuke's threatening tone in his words and chuckled lightly.

" Well, you see, she didn't actually agree to come here with you in the first place, so I think she does have a say."

Had Sasuke's face amplified a fraction of his disappointment and anger, it was now fully obvious from the deep scowl and spinning chakra wheels that spun dangerously in his scarlet eyes.

" Sasuke, I think it's time you left." Kakashi voice was no longer friendly, but a clear warning as his own eyes narrowed, his Sharingan glowing the deep red as his chakra was drawn to the comas the rotated around his iris. Sasuke let a heinous sneer spread over his lips before he conceded.

" Fine, no qualms here, sensai, I'll go. I'll be seeing you Sakura, you can be sure of that," he said with a growl in his throat before he turned to merge between the dancers.

Sakura let her eyes follow the dark, spiky locks of the Uchiha before she turned her worried eyes back to Kakashi.

" Kakashi?"

His eyes stilled lingered on the unmoving form at the door that seemed to struggle with departure, but eventually the night air swept over the crowd and the echoing of the music on the surrounding buildings could be heard before the metallic clank of the doors resounded. He seemed reluctant to let his eyes wander back to her, but found it impossible to ignore the nagging connection he desired with her jade eyes.

" Kakashi…"

Her body responded immediately as she approached him and let herself sink back into the thud that seemed to thump with her heartbeat. He needed no persuasion as his hands left his sides to hold her waist, feeling the gradual rise and fall with her rocking hips. He couldn't help as his hands seemed to travel over her tepid skin. His calloused fingertips moved around her lower back, pulling her closer as the beat died down, their bodies now molded perfectly as the slow rhythm settled on the room.

Her half lidded eyes focused on the hidden lips beneath his mask, her mind somewhat cloudy over why he still wore it. She was not a stranger to his face; she had seen his handsome features before. But old habits die hard, and she let her hand lift to the soft fabric to pull it down under his chin. Even if she wasn't a stranger, each time she would see his face would still incite the rapid heart rate and nervous glances. She wanted so badly to keep her eyes on the delicate features that she traced with her hands. How close had she come to those lips, she'll never know.

" Sakura, why did you come here... with him..." Her thumb brushed over his lips as he spoke, feeling the tender contact as they caressed her finger. Her intimate eyes lifted to meet his curious gaze, the words of the music drowning out their hearing momentarily.

When the night won't fall and the sun won't rise

And you see the best as you close your eyes

When you reach the top as you bottom out

But you understand what it's all about

Sakura just let her eyes roam between his, her darting jade eyes entrancing him. She could feel his hand follow the slope of her side as it traveled to her face to cup her cheek gently. She let the warmth rush immediately to her face, the shocking heat staining her face a gentle pink. She had never been this close to a man before, not even when her lips were so close to making contact with Kakashi's once before.

" You know, don't you… I wish that words weren't needed to tell you how I felt…"

Nothing's ever what it seems

In your life or in your dreams

It don't make sense, what can you do

So, I won't try making sense of you

" Why are they?"

Her eyes left his momentarily. Was she honestly ready to let him in, to be with a man? She couldn't tell him how good it felt to have him touch her body, to have his hold on her. But she feared it wasn't enough. She craved so much more that he couldn't give her. Or could he give her more? It was enough to make her hesitate in what was passing between them. He was always there for her, if she lost that…

" Kakashi, I need to know how you feel? Do you want me?"

Love

Just

Is,

Whatever it may be

Love

Just

Is

You and me

Nothing less and nothing more

I don't know what I love you for

Love

Just

Is

His eyes seemed to share in the hesitation that was so clearly reflecting in hers. Perhaps he was letting himself move too fast, was he even sure of how he felt? She was always on his mind. She was his companion, his friend. He just couldn't accept that it could stop there. It was something he had reflected on. Had things always been this distracting to think about when she was present?

It seemed so and he found his eyes retreating back to hers, his heart dropping as his gaze was lost in the delicate emerald pools that surrounded the shimmering irises. The depth of the jade seemed to wash over him and invite him so warmly.

When you ask to stay and then disappear

It seems you're gone but you're really here

When every move seems out of place

But every kiss is filled with grace

" I-I don't know what it is that I feel Sakura, but when I look at you, I-I…"

Her vibrant eyes closed, his thirst for the sweet swimming emotion in his mind flooding him. Her lashes fanned over her peach cheeks, the tints of pink still painted on her skin. The perspiration clung to her body as the heat around them enveloped them in the close contact. She needed to think. Everything was moving so quickly. It wasn't like her to hesitate or think so long, but emotions were at stake and she needed to be sure that what she felt was really there.

" Kakashi, I can't give you an answer in return… not yet. Please, understand this is not rejection, this is…" Sakura bit her bottom lip as she reopened her eyes to meet his steady, unwavering gaze. So warm and gentle. Her eyes wandered to his lips, curved in a smile that made her restrain herself from colliding into with her own lips.

" Uncertainty, understanding… I know and I will wait…" his breath seemed baited and she instantly backed away to recollect herself. With a smile, she was gone, a drift of her enticing scent the last signature she left to prove she had really been there. He inhaled the sweet cherry blossom fragrance that clung to the air and felt his eyes roam over to the door, a flash of pink hair riding the cool air that invaded the hot warehouse then the eminent metal clank resounding in his ears.

Love just is, whatever it may be

Love just is, you and me

Nothing less and nothing more

I don't know what I love you for

Love just is

Meh yeah cheesy, I luff it… gahd I feel like drawing really depressing stuff… maybe its my gloomy music, I listened to it while reading Leafygirl's fanfic and now it's haunting me… oh darn, well, next chappy should be coming up soon…

Much luff,

Black

ps song is hillary duff, love just is... i hate her... i just liked the lyrics