Chapter 2: The Start
The two began thinking of things essential they needed. She made a checklist of the basic supplies, jotting a check beside those that both had on hand at the moment.
Herbs, medicinal or otherwise; Kunai's and Shuriiken's; masks for Kakashi – Anbu mask, just in case, reconnaissance, etc.; vest's for the both, of Jounin status, other clothes that were flexible with durability; Seals of Sacred, Sealing, Trapping, and Genjutsu variety; Pills to help with power, strength, and speed; and plenty of sealed and resealable food, boatloads of ramen for the road.
Sakura smiled as she packed it all away.
"Naruto would be so proud," she said softly, wistfully, with a light lilt to her voice as she half-heartedly lifted up the package of dried noodles.
Kakashi raised his head up by his palm that rested against his forehead, opening his eyes from their closed-in-thought state. The silvery-haired man smiled beneath his mask warmly as he thought of his hyper-active, orange-jumpsuit clad, Ninja dreamer of a student.
"That he would..."
He stood up to walk over to his lady, rubbing her tense shoulder as he slowly sat down behind her, slumping between the empty air and her heated back. She relaxed into his touch, the firm, circling motions his fingers made against her skin were so pleasing, and so needed. The young woman's mouth opened in slight surprise as she felt his cool, unmasked lips make their mark against the warmth of her neck.
The good thing that came of his mask-wearing was that unlike any of the other ninja's,his lips were protected from the harshness of the elements.
Her head lolled back as she moaned her mixture of pained, emotional anguish and pleasure. This egged the man on, as his hands roved her sides and along the front of her body. But, too soon for her liking, he pulled his instruments to her desires back, snaking his arms through her own. She turned towards him, reaching back and kissing him on the cheek.
Whispering in his ear reassuringly, she said, "We can make it,"
He re-wrapped his arms around her tightly, snugly pulling her into his highly defined chest, sighing happily, contentedly.
"I know this was... and is your idea," he mumbled against her. "but... do you really want to go through with this?"
Sakura opened her mouth to answer, but that was to quick for Kakashi's liking,
"Think about it, before you answer. Think of all the things you would be losing!"
"I don't – there's no point in thinking about it! All I have to do is think bout what I'll be gaining and that's enough for me to push through!"
With helplessly clouded silver eyes, he asked of her, "And what is it you stand to gain? What can be that important?
She stared back at him with clear resolve in her hazel eyes and answered simply, "You."
His shields broke down further as he heard, that one word, filled his heart. It beat more rapidly as he captured her lips in a fiercely passionate kiss.
"Wow... if I knew that was the response I'd get for telling the truth, I'd do it more often," she joked flirtatiously, with a wink.
HE chuckled and kissed her, softer, more tenderly.
"Ah – ah – Kashi, wait. You... you know what you do to me," she warned, not wanting to be distracted from their predicament at hand.
He growled sensually, grazing his teeth along her sensitive skin.
"Oh," he puffed out gruffly. He continued, voice deeply hoarse and husky. "...what exactly do I do to you,"
"Kashi – s-stop, we... oh, we have to..."
Her sentence ended in a moan as his lips encased hers again.
Kakashi wrapped himself, partly, around her, snaking out of his protective vest. The smacking of their lovers labour was heard throughout the room, mixing into the sounds of tehir pleasures. He leanded them back, ever-so slowly, deepening their kiss.
Task forgotten...
Well, it's a start...