Nope I have nothing.
Part 2.5: Intervention (a.k.a Cock-block.)
Neither them knew how it happened. They knew the tension had been rising slow and steady, they knew there was attraction and flirting but neither knew what really set it off.
It was midday and Sakura had prepared lunch- their final lunch together before Sakura moved into a new(but twice as shitty) apartment. They had been flirting in there usual witty banter, windows were open and fans were blasting. Overall it had been a routine day, and if Kakashi had to blame it on something it'd be Sakura.
After all the second she looked at him with that half smile as she arched and stretched her back, any morals discipline and self-control were gone and he pinned her against his counter. Her breath hitched but she didn't gasp or squeal opting instead close her eyes.
Kakashi lowered his mask, and kissed the corner of the pinkette's mouth, watching her twitch and tense in anticipation. "Sa-ku-ra," the jonin whispered against her skin, "What are you doing to me?" Sakura gasped loudly as he bit her neck. The medic-nin was gonna break she could feel it, she was going to become a trembling mass of chunin under Kakashi's hands. Hell his gaze alone could get her, for lack of a better term "hot and bothered".
"I could ask you the same thing." she whispered voice hoarse and then he kissed her; he roughly pressed their bodies closer and kissed her hard.
In a flurry of movements the two shinobi found themselves fighting for control upon the table. Glasses and plates lay broken but neither could bring themselves to care, their hearts were pounding the heat, the need was unbearable, and they were so close. So very close to the edge, to the point of forgetting everything but each other.
And then a kunai went whizzing over their heads and they sprung apart assuming battle positions... only to find a somber (flashlight) faced Yamato.
Slowly he raised a brow and in a deep, quiet voice he said, "Sakura I think it's best it we go now."
The pinkette didn't move, and Kakashi could feel her gaze slip to him.
He swallowed at the sudden dryness in his throat, "Go." Kakashi said in a hoarse voice.
Sakura hesitated for a split second before leaving the room, and apartment in a brisk walk.
"Shit sempai what the hell were you thinking?" The statement is not said harsh but Kakashi can still feel the sting of guilt at being reprimanded by his subordinate.
When Yamato leaves Kakashi allows himself to fall back into a chair, glass crunching at his feet.
He covers his face with his hand and groans, because his can still smell her, feel her and taste her.
Hell, Karma, whatever you call it doesn't change the fact that he's left in his mess of an apartment alone and desperate.
~Lovelydear