Title: The Missing Piece of Me
Fandom/Community: Naruto / kakasakudrabble
Characters: Kakashi, Sakura, Ino
Pairing: KakaSaku
Rating: PG-13
Word of the Week: First

Author Notes: This came about after I had a conversation with my cousin, who's recently been married. I had trouble. I did the 'first kiss' cliché back in Prompt #5 – Kisses and I didn't feel like doing something else clichéd. It ended up kinda clichéd. . . but I really do like it. (smirks weakly)

Nothing unusual, nothing's changed
Just a little older that's all
You know when you've found it,
There's something I've learned
'Cause you feel it when they take it away

Something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
But I'm not a miracle
And you're not a saint
Just another soldier
On the road to nowhere
"Amie" by Damien Rice


"You can't be leaving this early? It's only been an hour!"

Sakura grinded her teeth, tossing her drink money on the counter. "You're the one who convinced me to come here tonight, Pig," she hissed, tossing a poison-filled glare over her shoulder as she brushed her chin-length pink hair out of her eyes. "I wasn't coming here looking for someone to walk me home."

The blonde shook her head and took another sip of her drink, rolling her blue eyes. She'd left her long blonde hair out of its normal ponytail and it cascaded in waves of pale corn-silk down her back. "You know, we don't invite you to these things to try and make you feel bad."

Even though Ino's words were meant to be reassuring, they had they exact opposite affect on Sakura, fraying her nerves.

"Oh yea?" she asked bitingly. "Then what do you invite me for? It's Couple's Night, Ino-Pig." She spat the title like she'd tasted some cold ramen. "Why would I come to a Couple's Night?"

"I was trying to be a good friend." Ino kept her voice to a heated whisper, not willing to draw attention to the fact that she was arguing with her 'best friend'. Most didn't understand their complex love/hate relationship, and she didn't feel like answering the 'Why did you have to piss off Sakura and make her leave?' question all night long.

Sakura drug a hand through her hair and bared her teeth in a smile that looked even more condescending than it felt. "I don't need help, Ino. I have a relationship. If you paid attention enough, you'd realize I've been sleeping in Kakashi's apartment for the past six months."

She walked out of the bar, leaving Ino standing there, mouth wide.

Sakura sighed before she got halfway down the street—too tired to even walk home—and performed the hand-signs tiredly for the jutsu before appearing in an apartment halfway across town. She glanced at the man sitting on the couch, a tiny pug in his lap, before walking past him. "You spend too much time alone, you know that?" she remarked as she walked into his bedroom.

By the time she collapsed against the bed, he was already leaning against the door-jam.

"Hello," he said, though his tone implied it wasn't an actual greeting, "welcome to my home. Please, come in."

Sakura kicked her sandals off before pulling her shirt completely off. Her shorts went next, followed by undergarments. She completely missed the appreciative looks she was getting before she slid into the bed. The blankets were up and over her head as she breathed in deeply, relishing the way the sheets felt cool against her bare skin and the smells that were completely enveloping her.

"All of Konoha is going to know about us tomorrow."

"Uh-huh." He sat down on his side of the bed, pulling back the blankets so that he could see her face. "Is that a fact?"

Sakura bobbed her head up and down, eyes closed pleasantly. "Yea, I kinda mentioned it to Ino-pig after I got annoyed with her about why she invited me to bar. It'll be all over town." Her eyes flicked openly suddenly and she blushed. "Oh, I'm. . . I'm sorry; this is probably going to cause trouble for you, isn't it?" Previous interactions be damned, she cared too much to make his life miserable.

He tsked, grabbing her arm when she tried to get out of the bed. "You're too negative." His breath was against her ear.

She loved the way she fit completely against him; as if they were made for each other.

His lips pressed lightly against the skin at the base of the back of her neck, causing her to shiver. "Why did Ino have you out at the bar?"

He expected her to talk? "Couple's Night. Still trying to set me up." He was far too distracting.

His teeth scraped against her shoulder lightly, causing her to arch away from him—his arm held her in place. "And why would she do that?" He voice sounded gruff, almost angry, but it was whispered so softly, so lazily. "She better not have succeeded." She'd prided herself in knowing every little bit of Hatake Kakashi, from his smell, his body, his body language, to his tone of voices. This was Kakashi jealous; something she hadn't gotten the chance to experience yet.

"Would I be here if she had?" Sakura's voice was too breathy. She hated the way it sounded. "I made a comment about sleeping at your house for the past six months."

"Technically, it's been eight months, but who's counting?"

"This is the only time I've slipped up and told somebody."

Kakashi chuckled and pulled her away from his chest, leaning over her slightly so that he could peer into her face. Her hand drifted up and traced his uncovered scar distractedly. "You think she's the only one that knows?"

Her hand fell. "Isn't she?"

"Sakura," Kakashi murmured, pressing kisses along her jaw. "Gai knows, Genma knows, Naruto and Sasuke know, hell, I think even Tsunade knows by now."

"Excuse me?!"

"Yea, something about making an honest woman out of you," he murmured, licking the hollow of her collar bone. "I have a ring somewhere in the dresser. You're taking my name, ya'know."

"Okay."

Hatake Sakura.

She liked the sound of it. It sounded right. Like it belonged.

His words brought tears to her eyes and he lifted his head long enough to kiss them away, pressing his lips against hers. His hands played mayhem along her sides, twisting and turning, tickling and stroking. His entire body was one huge caress against hers. It was the first time in her life that she'd ever felt like everything had fit—with Kakashi everything clicked into place. He was like the jigsaw piece missing from her puzzle—without him she was unfinished, but with him, she was complete: the perfection she'd always searched for.