Innocence-

A/N: I've had somebody ask for a sequel to this, and I've had some people tell me about how abrupt the ending was, and I agree, it was very dis-satisfying after what happened, so I'm going against my first thought to keep this a one-shot and will turn it into a short multi-chap fic on one condition. People that like it review.

How the hell am I supposed to know what you think about it?

Yes they are very OOC; I'll try to work something out, so for now, OOC will have to do.

So to those who favorited, sent a PM, or reviewed, thank you. It was much appreciated to hear from you.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or Halestorm and I am not making money…

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Your greedy eyes upon me, and then I come undone, well I could close the curtain but this is too much fun. – I get off, by Halestorm

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He could only look back at her, her words cutting deeper than any wound he'd ever received on the battle field. Her words were like a vice, constricting his breathing and making it hard to think with his head.

"Sakura…" His conscious would say no, if he had one that is, but he'd killed him off years ago. Every part of his being, save for that small little remnant of the good Kakashi, said yes to her offer, said yes to making her scream his name again. "…I wouldn't bend you over a table."

She cocked an eyebrow towards him.

"Normal people do that." He answered her silent question casually.

She shifted nervously in her seat, "So will you or wont you?"

He gave her a wry smile, "Now who am I to deny a lady what she needs?" He moved from the couch to the chair, "Now take your shirt off. Take it off, because I'd hate to rip it."

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Naruto smiled at Sai and nudged him as Sakura walked into the bar and took her normal seat to his left. "So Sakura-chan, I haven't seen you since we got back from our mission, how have you been?" he poked her in the side with his finger as he spoke.

She flinched. "Cut the small talk and finish your fucking drink." She glared at him. If looks could kill, she was sure Naruto would be dead. She hurt all over, and she was almost positive her ribs were bruised to the bone, so she didn't need him poking them. She knew for a fact that the pain she felt when she moved her arm was from where Kakashi had bitten her shoulder yesterday, he'd broken the skin. He'd done quite the number on her, but she'd returned the favor right back and now kakashi walked with one hell of a limp.

"Jeez, somebody is on the rag."

Sai tapped Naruto on the shoulder, "I wouldn't piss her off if I was you. I remember what happened last time you did, I'm pretty sure that bump is still there on your head, numb-nuts."

"You'd be smart to take Sai's advice, Naruto." Kakashi chided lightly as he sat next to Sakura. It felt good to sit down, his leg hurt like a son of a bitch thanks to the kunoichi to his right. Who knew her teeth were so damn sharp?

Sakura waved to Ari, and the blonde boy came trotting along like a puppy to greet its owner. "What'll it be guys?"

Sakura looked at Kakashi, "I'm thinking a glass of your specialty and a shot of tequila." She smiled up at Ari, "and get Kakashi here the same, It's about time I teach him how to shoot the Dr. like a man."

Ari eyed over Kakashi for a second, 'Don't let her whip you too bad buddy, I've pulled you out from underneath a few of these tables enough times to tell you that you aren't light as a feather."

"You're just a pussy."

Sakura turned to the silver haired man, Naruto and Sai following. That was one of the strangest things to ever come out of Kakashi's mouth in Naruto's opinion. Sai on the other hand felt Kakashi was right, for Ari's size, he was on the weak side. Sakura was just in shock.

Ari sighed and thought about those words for a minute, "Yeah, that's true…I'm just saying, it's pretty embarrassing though when I have to drag you out from under a table just to have Sakura-chan here rub it in your face."

Kakashi scowled at Ari. "Just get us our goddamn drinks Ari."

The blonde left without another word.

"What the hell was that all about Kaka-sensei?" Naruto gave the male a flabbergasted blue-eyed glare. Kakashi was usually more respectful of people; and that was out of the ordinary for a sober kakashi. "Are you wasted already, dude?"

Sakura winced when Naruto patted her on the back, "I think he is."

Kakashi watched from the corner of his eye as Sakura flinched forward at the touch from the Hokage Understudy. She was still aching just like him from the night before. He cursed out loud, "I'm not fucking wasted, im just in a bad fucking mood."

Naruto made a 'duh' noise before patting Sakura on the back again, "Hows about we leave this sourpuss and go get some ramen?"

The thought of ramen at her stomach jumping to her throat. She couldn't eat at the moment, even if she tried. She shook her head no and he got up and left. He'd learned over the years not to push for things from her, because god only knew when he'd wake up from the coma that those questions induced.

Sai watched curiously as Kakashi's lone grey eye met Sakura's Emerald ones for a split second before they repelled and went opposite directions, like magnets of the same pole.

Sakura eyed Sai for a moment, "So how's it going?" she asked casually, hoping he didn't read too far into her and Kakashi's body language. Sai was known for doing so, yet Team seven tried to teach him not to do it, so often as he did.

"Alright, I suppose. A bit tired, Naruto had me out clubbing last night and this strange woman kept humping my leg. So not only was a bored as shit, but I watch as Naruto fondled Ino's breasts." Sai tended to jump from thing to thing when he talked, but the members of team seven had adjusted, and learned to understand the gist of what he was saying.

Sakura perked up at this news, "Oh he did, did he?"

Sai nodded, "Yes. She seemed to be enjoying it though, she started saying things about how good it felt to have somebody paying attention to her sexual needs and desires; if I'm not mistaken though, and no offense to you, but Ino is a bit of a tramp."

Sakura let out a laugh, "Fucking whore."

Kakashi chimed in, "Who, Naruto or Ino?"

"Both." Sai smiled awkwardly, the facial expression still new to him.

Sakura nodded in thanks when Ari got them their drinks, she raised her glass and clicked hers with Kakashi's, "To sex, the root of all things."

Kakashi smiled beneath the mask, "To sex, the epitome of a good time."

Sai cocked his head slightly as he watched them down their whiskey and move onto their tequila. That definitely said something was going on between the two. He pulled his sketch book and started sketching the expressions on their faces when their eyes met and when they parted. It was like a puzzle for him to figure out.

He liked puzzles, and he enjoyed a challenge.

"Hey, Sai, couldja do me a favour?" Kakashi mumbled miserably.

Sai nodded.

"Stop thinking so hard? Just watching you makes my brain hurt."

Sai looked at him quizzically. Kakashi's brain could hurt? He was constantly thinking and comprehending that dime-store-smut that he thought was so great.

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Sai unlocked the door to his apartment and walked in, stumbling over half painted canvases and jars of paintbrushes on the way to his kitchenette. He made a mental note to clean up, but he knew that that note would be lost in the storm of his thoughts never to be seen again; until he told himself he needed to clean again.

He set his sketchbook on his dining table and meandered to his bedroom. He stripped out of his clothes and walked back out into the kitchen, where he found the red-head he knew had been sitting in the livingroom when he walked in.

"Shouldn't you be getting home to Konohamaru?" He intoned lightly, scratching his chin as he looked for a pair of sweatpants on the paint stained floor. He found a pair next to his coffee table and pulled them on.

She shifted, "I should be, but I wanted to see you."

Sai looked up, "Moegi, you need to leave."

"Sai, please."

He ran a hand through his long black hair with a heavy sigh, "Moegi, we've gone through this."

She tugged on a strand of her long red hair and twirled it around her finger. It was a nervous habit; he'd noticed when he was with her. He hung his head, "We can't keep doing this."

He and Moegi had gotten together one night out at The Watering Hole and it had gone from there. He was aroused by her, she was pretty and smart. Everything he looked for in a potential mate. That's all she was though, a mate. He appreciated her friendship, that much was true, and the sex was good, but he didn't love her.

"Sai…"

"What would Konohamaru think Moegi? What would Naruto think, what would Sakura-chan think? They don't do stuff like this behind my back! I can't do different!" Sai looked out the window to his right and looked out over the purple sky where the sun was just beginning to rise to wake the world once again.

Moegi let out a strangled noise as tears started sliding down her rosy cheeks. "I don't want to be with Konohamaru! I want you, Sai!"

Sai felt his heart sink, "Moe, I can't give you what you want…"

"I feel like I'm lying to everybody when I'm with him…I know you don't understand your emotions, I know you don't get what's going on in my head…but you could try. You aren't broken, you're just…you're you, that's all I want. When you talk it's like you know exactly what you're doing, like you know what's going on, but you don't. Let me show you!"

Sai shook his head and kicked his coffee table, "I can't do it! You don't think I've tried to understand those things?"

The redhead's broken sobs filled the tense silent air around them, and Sai couldn't help her. He wasn't going to give her false hope into a relationship he knew wouldn't work out.

He was good at lying, but he didn't like to do it to people he cared about.

"You should go…I've work to do, and a mission report to fill out."

She nodded, wiping her tears as she left. He felt like an ass, breaking her heart, but he couldn't…love… anyone. It wasn't in his long-list of talents. Love was something that escaped him.

He looked at the sketch book on his table. Were Kakashi and Sakura doing something behind his and Naruto's back? They had been acting funny together, well, funnier than normal. They had both shown up at the bar injured, he'd noticed what they'd tried to hide. Maybe they weren't getting along, and had beaten the shit out of eachother?

He highly doubted it.

Sai got down on the floor, and searched underneath the table for a specific book – aha! - He found it and pulled it out, blowing the dust from the cover. He'd never thought he'd have to use it again, but at the current moment in time, his thinking was wrong.

He read the title out loud to himself, A Guide to Body language and Facial expressions: what do those parting glances really mean?

"Hello, friend, I have summoned you from your dusty hideaway to call upon your help." Sai looked back up at the sketch book, "Maybe you can help me this time. I don't have a good feeling, and my intuition is almost always right…"

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Sakura tossed and turned, her head aching along with the rest of her overly sensitive body. The romps in the hay with Kakashi the nights before, and then the sparring/sexing escapade that afternoon had pushed her to her limits.

She'd never been so sore, not even when that goddamn sword had pierced her abdomen in her fight with Sasori. Her reserves were bordering on critical, and she had no idea how she'd explain her injuries to Tsunade if she went to the hospital to be healed.

She knew for a fact that Kakashi was sitting in the same rocking boat as her, she'd dislocated his hip twice in the field and she'd knocked him around with her fists. The tension between them wasn't just sexual as it had turned out, though what un-sexual tension they had experienced was now tossed into the boiling pot labeled Innuendo. She'd never thought Kakashi the type to be aroused by being beaten to a bloody pulp, but she hadn't thought her self the type to enjoy sexual pain. She knew she didn't like 'normal' pain, infact, she sort of feared it in a way.

She'd always known she was Sadistic. That was in no way a surprise to her, or Kakashi for that matter.

She threw her blankets back from her and sat up, wincing at the pain in her ribs. Kakashi had landed a good kick to her side, and she regretted not healing it when it happened. "Fuck…"

She limped into her kitchen and found a bottle of aspirin and took the medicine. Sleep was a 'not-going-to-happen' thing tonight. Sakura wished she hadn't gotten rid of her TV a few years ago; it would come in handy for situations like this.

Maybe she had some alcohol lying around? She could drink herself stupid, and numb the pain.

She couldn't handle sex at the moment, she'd keel over from the pain most likely. She was sure Kakashi wasn't up for a good roll around either, it wasn't that he was in too much pain or that he didn't want sex but he was beyond wasted from the tequila earlier, and just as Ari had predicted he ended up underneath the table. Literally.

She limped to her white leather couch and collapsed on it. She lied there, staring up at the ceiling until she eventually nodded off in the early morning hours.

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Kakashi hiccupped and stumbled up the stairs to his apartment. He stopped at the top and looked around, swaying as he did so. What the hell was that splashing sound? He looked at the bottle of Dr. McGillicuddy's in his hands, "Wass that you?" He put his fingers to his lips, "Shhh… G-Genma is asleepin'…"

When the bottle didn't answer him he cursed loudly, the obscenity echoing loudly in the stairwell. "I fucking hate you!" He hiccupped again, "You're not even a real doctor!"

Kakashi stumbled down the hall too hammered to realize he passed his door and was pounding on Genma's. "Knock, Knock!" He cursed again, "No body is fucking home! Go away!"

Kakashi spat on the door and smashed the bottle against the maple board. "Go the fuck away!"

Genma stumbled from his bed and to his front door in a matter of seconds to find a deliriously drunk Kakashi cursing at the broken shards of his whiskey bottle.

"Kakashi?" He reached a hand out to his friends shoulder, "Dude, are you alright?" He was dropping 'fucks' like it was his job. He was completely smashed. "Hatake, why don't you come in and sit down?"

"But, but, he's not a real doctor!" Kakashi stomped his foot and fell into Genma's arms. "Oh god what have I done!"

Genma patted his friends back cautiously, "You broke a bottle, man, no biggie."

"I'm so stupid! I shoulda said no, you know? I shouldntnothave said yess." Kakashi started sobbing against his friends shoulder, "I'm such a bad, bad person!"

"We've all done shit we aren't proud of. Do you want to talk about it?"

"No. Yes, Shhh, Genma might hear us!" He whispered into Genma's ear. Kakashi stepped back and clutched his head, "My head" hiccup, "It feels like someone is kicking it on the inside. My maybe I'm pregnant in the brain? Wass that?" He asked looking around nervously as somebody upstairs pounded on the floor and told him to shut up.

Genma put his hand on Kakashi's shoulder, "Why don't you crash here tonight?"

"Do you, do ya' gots some aspirin?" He stuttered, "Ish like lostses of little people are in my head doing…what we are talking about?"

"Your plastered man, get in here."

Kakashi reluctantly followed, tripping over Genma's couch, falling to the floor. "Where the fuck did that come from…it juss jumped in my way!"

Genma watched as his friend rolled over on the floor and looked up at the ceiling, "I am so f-ing smashed…"

Genma tossed Kakashi the blanket off of the couch, "If you throw up, you better hit the toilet."

"Okie-dokie, night, night, Genma…"

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Sakura sat at her desk, chewing on a pen cap, flipping through the pages of Genma's last mission report. He needed to buy a dictionary or something she mused; trying to unscramble the meaningless words and sentences he used to fill up blank space. She'd be sure to give him a piece of her mind next time she saw Mr. Shirianui.

So we processeded, She guessed he meant proceeded, into that forested area with caution, slowly withdrowning…. Blah, blah, blah, it was all nonsense.

She looked up, out the window across the city. Considering it had been destroyed, burned down and through one of her own rampages, it looked like it was doing pretty damn good. Business was flourishing, people were happy again, and the place had been rebuilt, thanks to Yamato.

She sighed and dropped the report in the 'done' bin. She'd let Tsunade look through it, she was done playing translator today, besides, she hated working overtime, even if only by a few seconds.

She pushed away from the desk, and left the room, flicking the light switch off as she closed the door behind her. She was done for the week, and she intended to avoid work at all cost. She was too damn sore to do anything else, hell just picking up that fucking pen hurt.

She stretched her hand, getting a feel of how much chakra she had. It was enough to heal herself and then some, thank god. She stopped for a moment and thought about Kakashi's condition; he was watching Iruka's students since the academy teacher was taking a sick day, and kids always knew when a teacher was off their normal beat.

Apparently he'd come down with a nasty case of B.U, other wise known to the shinobi of Konoha as Romp in Bed Syndrome. That's what you get for marrying the she devil, Anko, of Konoha.

Kakashi sat at the front of the room, continuing the ongoing staring contest he was having with the twenty-six students of Iruka's. He would not blink first.

A little girl in the front coughed nervously, and laid her head down submitting to Kakashi's lone eye gaze. He was scaring her.

"So…what year are you guys?" He asked casually. It was the first word spoken between them all day.

"Second." A boy in the back answered.

Kakashi nodded, "Um, that's…good."

A few shrugged and they returned to the awkward silence they had embraced moments before. A bell rang and the second years practically bounded from their seats to the door in order to escape the copy ninja's probing glares. It was kind of like mind rape in their opinions.

Kakashi sighed, and kicked his feet off of Iruka's immaculate desk. He wanted to go home, take a shower and sleep. His head was throbbing, and he felt like shit. That's was six shots of tequila did to him. Stupid pink haired kunoichi and her badass drinks.

"What's up, Sempai?"

Speaking of said kunoichi…

"Why hello Sakura-chan, nice of you to drop in at a time like this." He said sarcastically as he locked the door. He turned around to meet her emerald gaze, surprised by the energy he saw. "Did you find some new miracle hangover cure that I've yet to hear of?"

She smiled, "Nah, I healed myself up a bit and feel brand new. I stopped by to see if you wanted me to six you up."

He sighed, looked a very interesting spot on the floor at his feet and then back up at her, "Yeah, why not?"

"Come on, It'll be easier at my place."

For some reason Kakashi couldn't get over the fact that that half-lidded, dark green gaze was all his and said more than just, 'I'll fix you up real good'. He got the feeling that he wouldn't mind playing Doctor with her.

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Okay, I'm going to give this one a try. I figured Sai needed a secret behind the team's back that would stun them all, so yeah. If you haven't noticed, Kakashi is the kinda of drunk that would be like 'omg you has face'

I hope you liked it.