So this is the final part of my 'Future Holds' little series. I'm not too pleased with the ending, but I promised to get it out. Maybe I'll tinker around with it some more and clean the end up. A little bit of fluff and some smut to round it off. Enjoy.
Pairing: Kakashi/Sakura
Rating: M

As always, I do not own Naruto nor do I make any profit from writing this fic.

"Kenichi, time to come in! Lunch is almost ready and your father will be home soon."

In the garden, a little boy with ash colored hair raised his head. His deep, vivid green eyes closed and creased – just like his father's did, "Okay!"

She smiled at him, tucking her hair behind her ears.

"Yo."

The sudden voice behind her would have startled anyone else but she felt his presence when she first came outside. She grinned and turned around, "You're home early. I never thought I'd get to use the word early to describe anything associated with you."

"You think you're funny."

"Hilarious," she joked, poking him in the chest and thenshe noticed the box in his hands, but it wasn't just any box, "You didn't-"

"Daddy!"

Kakashi simply put the box into her hands and then held his arms open to welcome the rushing boy. He picked him up, grinning at the sound of his laughter.

"You know, I think you've grown even more since the last time."

"Really?"

He nodded, "Really. I got you something."

"What is it?"

"Let's go inside and see," Kakashi maneuvered the boy to sit on his shoulders, the soft childish giggles never stopping.

"Look Mommy, I'm taller than you!"

Sakura smiled warmly at her two boys as they walked inside.

-*-*-

"A puppy!" Kenichi cried in surprise.

"Not just any puppy. You remember Pakkun, don't you?"

The little bloy nodded, still staring in awe at the pug puppy as it sniffed at his hand.

"Well his ..." he saw Sakura's raised brow and he grinned, "doggy wife had puppies. So, this little fella' here is special, he has the ability to be a very good ninken and it's a perfect gift since you're about to start at the Academy."

"I'm gonna have my own ninken!"

Both parents couldn't hide the joy they felt and Kakashi nodded, "That's right. It's a big responsibility for-"

"A big boy, I know. Does he have a name? Can I name him?"

"Yes, you can name him."

"Awesome! Come on, Puchi!"

Both Sakura and Kakashi glanced at him, "Puchi?"

"Yeah," he grinned, "I'm going to show him my room."

"But lunch-"

"I'm not hungry," he called as he disappeared down the hall.

She shook her head and then jabbed a finger at Kakashi's shoulder, "You just couldn't wait, could you?"

He shrugged, "So, what's for lunch?"

She smirked and beckoned him to follow her into the kitchen.

-*-*-

Sakura left Kakashi after lunch to gather her oils and flints to sharpen their weapons. The door to Kenichi's room was cracked open, she stopped and looked inside. Kenichi was curled up in the middle of his bed, fast asleep, the little brown puppy tucked into him. She smiled and went inside, picking up the blanket from the foot of his bed and gently put it over him.

"It's amazing, isn't it?"

She nodded at the sound of Kakashi's voice. She joined him in the hallway, closing Kenichi's door back.

He reached up and cupped her face in his hands, "I never thought I'd see you so... domesticated."

Her face soured at his choice of words, "Careful, I can still kick your ass."

"And that's one of the reasons why you're so damn sexy."

With practiced ease he pulled down his mask more quickly than her eyes could process. He pressed his lips to hers, pulling her with him across the hall and into their bedroom. No sooner than they made it past the threshold did he find the zipper at the top of her shirt and yanked it down

She gasped and he took advantage of the moment, slipping his tongue past her lips to explore her mouth. He gripped the top of her shirt, wrenching it down over her shoulders, the material hooking around her elbows as he pulled her roughly against him.

They moaned against each other; tongues and lips crashing heatedly. He unhooked her simple white bra, pushing the material up to expose her breasts. She buried her fingers in his hair as he leaned down, taking one rosy nipple into his mouth, his fingers tweaking and massaging her other breast.

She bit down on her lip, feeling his pliant muscle work around her nipple, flicking over the sensitive bud as he sucked it into his mouth.

"Kenichi's asleep ..." she started.

He released her nipple, now fully distended, "Then we'd better not wake him," he lowered himself to his knees.

"Kakashi!" her eyes widened as his hand lifted her skirt and he pressed his fingers against her clitoris through the thin fabric of her panties.

He grinned wickedly up at her, his finger sliding up and down the cotton material, over her folds, feeling the wetness that had already accumulated. Her arms fell to her sides, her shirt falling to the floor. He kissed her stomach, his tongue dipping into her navel before trailing down to the band of her panties. He didn't pull them down like she had thought he would, no he continued to kiss her over the material. She jumped at the warmth of his breath as it spread over her.

"Look at you, already like this," he pushed her panties to the side, slipping a finger past her wet folds and into her heat. Her eyes slid closed, reveling in the feeling of his finger pistoning in and out of her. He added another digit, stretching her, filling her.

"So many people see you as this fearsome kunoichi, a woman that can create craters and tear through concrete with a flick of her finger. Temperamental. Bossy. Powerful," he emphasized each depiction of her with a herculean push of his fingers causing her to bite back her moans.

"But only I know you this way," his voice was gruff, sinful, "Lustful. Uninhibited. Wanton," he rubbed

his thumb over her clit, grinning as he heard her breath hitch.

He removed his fingers from within her, licking them thoroughly, seeming to savor the taste of her. Her cheeks flushed as she watched him, the way his tongue brushed over his fingertips and his cheeks hollowed as he sucked – it was so … erotic.

She straightened, pushing her body off the wall and stepped closer to him. She grabbed the back of his neck and boldly pulled him to her, wasting no time in plunging her tongue into his mouth, tasting her essence on his tongue. She felt his hands at her hips, working the button on the side of her skirt.

Frustrated and impatient she batted his hands away and took the skirt between her hands, ripping the side open, not minding that she'd have to sew it back together later. The split material fell around her feet, joined shortly by her panties. Her hands unbuckled his belt with ease and the button and zipper followed.

He watched her in amusement as she pushed his pants down his legs. She slowly raised, dragging her hands lazily up his legs, inside his thighs, brushing against his twin sacs before continuing upward, completely ignoring his throbbing member. Her nails ran under his shirt and danced up his chest, lifting the fabric. She tossed his shirt to the side and knowing that the time available was precious, Kakashi lifted her, her legs wrapping around him. Their mouths met as he found his way blindly to the bed, settling them both upon it. Holding himself up with one hand, he used the other to align himself with her, sliding the tip of his cock up and down against her opening.

"Stop teasing," she whispered harshly, her voice hoarse with longing.

Without a word of warning he thrust into her in one smooth motion. A cry escaped her lips as her head fell back, her body adjusting to being filled so fully, so quickly. He rocked his hips against hers slowly, delighting in the feeling of her. He continued on, withdrawing nearly all the way out before pushing himself completely back in. His pace remained unhurried, and while she loved feeling him slide inch by antagonizing inch inside of her, she craved more. She angled her hips and thrust upward to meet him.

Taking the hint, he set a new rhythm leaving Sakura gasping and mewling, pleading desperately for more, beneath him. He lifted a hand, hitching up her right leg and raising it to put over his shoulder. The sensation changed immediately and Sakura 'ooh-ed' in satisfaction. He lifted her other leg, placing it to join the other and with a secure grip on her thighs, he drove himself forward again, hitting that spot deep inside her. Her back arched and she inhaled sharply. Enthralled with the results he did it again and again, until her hands were clenching the sheets and a soft sheen of sweat had broke across her body.

"Kakashi ..."

But he was immersed in watching his cock sink into her hole – fascinated by the way her body readily received him.

"Kakashi … I'm-gonna-come," she panted.

"Then come for me," he commanded.

Oh how he loved to watch her come; the way her face contorted into absolute bliss, her eyes screwed tight after rolling back, her cheeks flushed, her mouth open letting out the most extravagant cry. The sound of her calling his name was a thrill in itself. He loved the feel of her legs tensing as pleasure exploded throughout her body, the way her abdomen clenched and her walls fluttered around him, beckoning him 'come for me', milking him as he jerked forward spilling his seed, a guttural moan breaking out from within him.

He released her legs, and she lowered them shakily. He collapsed forward, catching himself on his hands. He hovered above her, breathing laboriously with a smug look plastered on his face.

She smiled herself, "Don't. I already know what you're thinking."

"That that was a new record?"

She laughed lightly, still trying to gain control on her breathing, "I'm not going to say anything, your ego is big enough already."

"Humor me," he grinned, leaning down to kiss her.

Their tongues met lazily and he moaned into her mouth as he pulled his now flaccid member from inside her. He moved to lay beside her, stroking the side of her face.

"He's still asleep. Want to go again?"

But Sakura had other ideas, "I've gone a whole week without you in bed. Just … lie here with me for a minute."

"That doesn't sound nearly as fun as running my tongue along-"

She clamped her hand over his mouth, "We can save that for tonight – like I said, I've gone a whole week without you in bed. Don't think you're the only one with tricks up their sleeves."

He chuckled and stretched out his arm, allowing her to settle against him. She sighed happily as his fingers drew patterns across her naked shoulder.

-*-*-

Kenichi rubbed at his eyes as he sat up in bed. He patted the top of Puchi's head as the little puppy stretched, mouth open in a yawn and a little pink tongue sticking out the side.

He got out of and opened the door. He looked down the hallway and shuffled toward the kitchen.

"Mama? Daddy?"

His brow furrowed as there was no reply. He grabbed a piece of bread from the table and walked back down the hall. He stopped outside of their door and then turned the knob. He cracked open the door and peered inside. He shook his head as he caught sight of them, buried under the blankets, sleeping soundly.

"Hmph," he shrugged, "I guess they decided to take a nap too. Come on Puchi, lets go play."

Sakura smacked Kakashi on the arm as she heard the front door close, "I told you to wait!"

Kakashi chuckled, but didn't let up on his ministrations, taking pleasure in the way she shivered in his arms, "And I did."

"Hardly ..."

"I don't think you're in the position to argue right about now."

She reached for him and found her target, her fingers wrapping around his half hard penis. She stroked him firmly, smirking at the sound of his groan, "Didn't I tell you that you weren't the only one with tricks?"

She leaned forward and he smiled into the kiss, letting her do to him what she desired. Because in the end, he was getting what he wanted too.