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Just a few notes so that you don't get confused while reading.

This particular chapter takes part before Pain's invasion/Kazumi's incident so in here she still has her hearing.

Italics- Kakashi reading his Icha Icha and past conversations

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And just like that, she flung herself to him with no regard. His calloused hand cupped her backside in a firm grip eliciting a moan from her lips while the other snaked around her tiny waist to bring them closer. He had her against the wall with his knee in between her legs snuggled right under her dripping core. He could feel it soak through the fabric of his pants making the fitted pair of his jeans tight and uncomfortable.

"Enough, already," she managed to breathe in between kisses. She pushed a hand on his raised leg. He let it slide down and as he stood up straight the dark-haired woman slid down until she was eye level with his painfully pulsing member.

With her dainty fingers, she quickly unclasped his belt and undid the zipper slowly revealing what she had been promised. The young woman had been waiting all week.

It sprung out of his pants once she was able to get them to drop. Upon feeling the underside of his shaft, she could see opaque fluid seep out from the tip, gliding down till it reached her hand. Aoi took the tip of her tongue and ran it from the base to tip, licking away his juices and leaving a trail of her own. She could feel him shudder underneath her grasp. Her lips made contact again as he pushed himself closer wanting entrance to the wet cavern of her mouth. Aoi parted her lips to breathe hotly before taking him in inch by inch.

"Again? That's the fourth time this week."

Kakashi looked up from his book to see Kazumi bent over slightly to peek at what he was reading.

"Well, he hasn't released one in quite a while and there isn't anything else for me to read."

"You must be kidding. There's a whole library of books just down the road."

"Indeed, there is but you know as much as I why I just can't seem to put this particular one down."

That got Kazumi to stand up stiff, her face a blushing mess as she recalled their night together just a week ago when Kakashi had finished going through the book the first time. "I'll just leave you to your reading."

Kakashi chuckled from behind his mask as he watched her hastily make her way out the back door.

Speaking of back door, that part was just coming up.

Kakashi was walking down the street having just exited the market. Kazumi had sent him out on an errand after finding him about to flip through the same book for the fifth time.

"I'm not sure what this phase of yours is but you need to get out of the house, have something to do," is what she said before throwing him out with a list of to do's.

He was just passing the bathhouse when from the corner of his eye he spotted a familiar head of unruly white hair. With the bag of groceries in one hand, the Jonin leaped onto the roof next to the Sanin.

"Jiraiya-sensei, just the person I was looking for."

The Sanin swiped a hand through the air to shoo him away without even looking. "Not now, I'm busy doing some very important research."

Kakashi eyed from the side not surprised to see the great ninja of Konoha peeking at the woman in the bathhouse.

A bit annoyed with the unwelcomed presence, Jiraiya turned to give the nosey visitor a scolding but stopped short when he saw the Jonin. "Ah, Kakashi! Good to see you. What'cha got there?"

The ninja lifted the bag of apples, "Nothing. Anyway, I know you're researching and all, but I've been wondering how long- "

"Shh, shh, not now. The good part is coming. Sorry Kakashi but I gotta get back to work. My fans are waiting." Jiraiya went back to focusing his attention on the women, hands gripping the edge of the roof and leaning ever so slightly to not give away his hiding place.

Kakashi gave in inward sigh turning to leave when Jiraiya started hooting, "Oooh, there she is. Finally!" He didn't stop to see who the Sanin was talking about.

It was days later after his run-in with the Sanin. Kakashi decided to make a quick stop at the bookstore only to leave, slightly disappointed when his favorite author had not yet released the next installment of the series. Looks like he would give the last book the eighth go, just to keep him occupied until then.

"But, Kakashi-sensei!"

"Sorry, Naruto. I have some important business to get to, but I'll see you all first thing in the morning. Class dismissed." And with that, their sensei vanished in a poof of smoke.

"What are we supposed to do for the rest of the day?" Sakura asked a moment too late, their sensei gone.

"This business of his better be good, or else I'll prank him the next time I see him!"

"Naruto…" Sakura let out an exasperated sigh. "What about you, Sasuke-kun? What are you going to do for the rest of the day?"

Sasuke turned to leave, hands in his pockets. "Anything but this."

"Geez, I guess I'll go see what Ino-pig is doing."

Kakashi laid down the latest Icha book on the counter. The cashier scanned the item and took the Jonin's money. He was in and out in seconds.

Finding a quiet and secluded spot underneath a tree, the Jonin wasted no time getting comfortable to read the long-awaited novel.

Her skin was like that of the moon, smooth and unmarked except for the mole that laid right above her right breast. Its presence marking her skin like ink on parchment. The ripples of her chocolate brown hair cascaded down and around her body as she pulled the kanzashi from its place. His gaze slid down to her breast and lingered for a moment to focus on a perk nipple, the cold air having just the right effect. He imagined himself taking a bud between his teeth, her squeals of pleasure flooding his ears.

His gaze slid down further, purposely past the patch of hair to her ample thighs. Unlike most of the women he has been with, she was different. Her body was soft to the touch, her legs were like pillows and nothing like the hardened muscle of the ninja career women he was used to. They touched with no visible gap. He loved when she wore her thigh high socks. The taught fabric at the top of the seam holding on to her flesh a little tighter creating that imperfect shape where skin met cloth. It was a delicious scene even though she claimed to be modest.

He couldn't deny that that was his most favorite physical feature, imagining himself with his head trapped between those supple thighs as he fed on her until she screamed. Just the image of it had him quickly panting for breath.

Kakashi paused for a moment thinking back to when Kazumi had dressed lightly during one of Konoha's grueling summer days. He remembered it clearly. She sported a short-sleeved shirt with a pair of shorts that rested just above mid-thigh. To keep modest, she claimed, Kazumi had on a pair of thigh high socks that stopped an inch or two below her shorts. It wasn't the small bit of exposed skin that caught his attention however, it was the socks that seemed a little too tight for her as the seam looked like it was holding on for dear life making indentations in the flesh of her legs.

That was day Kazumi had begun his thigh fetish.

Noticing the sun begin to set Kakashi closed his book and got up to go home. He would continue the story as soon as he was comfortably in his bed.

It took some time getting back to his apartment. Running into Gai had tested his patience but he was able to lose him in a race around Konoha. The Green Beast didn't even look back to see if his rival was behind and raced off into the evening sun… by himself.

Finally arriving, Kakashi went into his evening routine and quickly got ready for bed. It was nearing nine PM and decided a few minutes of reading before bed wouldn't hurt.

Dressed in just a pair of briefs, the Jonin made himself comfortable and grabbed his latest copy of Icha Icha and began reading once more.

His cheeks flushed when she bent over from his side. A delicate finger pointing at the book in front of them reprimanding him for making the same mistake twice. He didn't hear any of it though, his mind focused on the low cut of her blouse, low enough for him to get a peek at the mole that he found so adorable. Her scent like daffodils in early spring and her warmth an inviting call from a long day's end.

He tilted his head a little more to get a better look at her chest. Black and lacy.

"Are you even listening?"

His thoughts were interrupted when she suddenly stood up straight, hands on her hips with an irritated look on her face.

"Not really."

"Then why are you here?"

He stared blankly at her chest, "I just wanted to see if I could get away with something."

She raised an eyebrow at his answer. "Like what?"

"Like this." He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to bury his face in her breast. The move was so sudden she could help but yelp at the contact. She heard him take a deep breath, "When was the last time you shared my bed?"

"W-what," she stuttered. "It was just a few days ago but- "

"No buts," he interrupted. He pulled the collar of hour blouse down further, low enough for his lips to reach the edge of her bra. "When is your next session?"

"In about an hour, but I need to prepare."

"You'll have plenty of time, come."

Before she could get in another word of protest he pulled her down onto his lap and kissed her thoroughly. His hand slid up her thigh underneath the thin fabric of her skirt, slowly caressing his way to her sweet core.

Aoi was the first to part from the kiss as she moaned lightly. His lips moved to her jaw and down to her neck. He timed it perfectly when his fingers slipped past her panties to rub a knuckle in between her lips while biting down on that sensitive spot she loved so much. Her moan came out in a broken gasp and she parted her legs wider wanting so much more.

He trailed his lips back up to hers grinning at her reaction. Without warning he lifted her onto the piano and stood between her legs, making sure she got a glimpse of the hunger in his eyes before he kneeled.

"No!" she managed to say in her daze just before he could lift her skirt. "None of that today. I-I can't wait."

A devilish smirk made its way to his lips as he stood back up. Quickly freeing himself from the confines of his pants he placed himself at her center. Using his thumb to pull aside the soaked fabric he let himself enter her slowly. "I'll be quick, I promise."

Kakashi placed the book down on his lap. His mind couldn't focus on the words as the latest chapter had memories of him and Kazumi resurfacing. The similarities between the book and one of the fantasies he was fortunate to live out were just too tempting for him not to take advantage.

The Jonin laid his head back against the headboard. His mind going back in time to recall one of many fond moments. Instead of the piano as in the book, they had been on the bench with her straddling his lap and her back to the piano. He remembered clearly the feeling when she lowered herself onto him slowly. The way she encompassed him so tightly had his mind spinning with pleasure. He couldn't forget the feeling of her breasts gliding up and down his bare skin as she bounced on him with vim.

Kakashi tossed the book aside and reached a hand underneath the blanket. His eyes drifted closed as he started pumping his fist, trying to reenact the speed and force she had been going. He tried placing himself in that scene once more to see her, smell her, and hear her as she drove them to ecstasy. He gripped harder in time with his memory when her walls closed in, practically suffocating, leading him over the edge.

Kakashi laid there panting heavily, his hand cupping the tip to keep from making a mess. Once he caught his breath the Jonin took a glance at his clock. "She's probably still up."

He left his apartment through the window, leaving his book behind.

"Kakashi! How have you and your lady friend been?"

"Lady friend? You mean, Kazumi?"

"Ah, yes yes. It seems you two are getting awfully snuggly these days, eh?"

Kakashi squinted a suspicious eye at the legendary sannin standing next to him. "We're fine. Why do you ask, Jiraiya-san?"

"Oh, no reason. Say, don't you two have a date today?"

"Noo…. Kazumi is busy closing up shop tonight."

"I see I see. Well, duty calls. Tell sweet Kazumi-chan I said hi!"

"Don't worry, I won't." Kakashi waved goodbye to the sannin as he shunshinned off the tree branch.

The suspicion never left him even as he made his way to Kazumi's home before she would go to work for the day.

The jonin made it just as the young musician locked the bolt to her front door.

"A little early to be heading to the shop don't you think?"

"Kakashi! I'm just going to the bathhouse before I start my lessons."

"The bathhouse this early in the day?" The jonin took his place by her side and the two began walking in the direction of the bath house.

"Yeah, I find that it relaxes me before the start of a busy day. It has been a ritual of sorts for the past couple of months now."

Kakashi rubbed a finger to his chin. "Ah, that's right. You have a new student today. Nervous?"

"Of course. Meeting a new student is always nerve-wracking."

"You'd think it would be the other way around."

"It goes both ways, believe me."

"Well then, allow me to escort you to the bath house."

"Too late for me to decline. We're already halfway there."

Kakashi let out a chortle and led them the rest of the way.

Standing near the vacant entrance of the bathhouse, Kakashi stared down at the top of her head as she looked up to gaze into his eyes.

"Will I see you tonight?" he asked. Kazumi noticed the drop in his tone and it made her smirk. Playfully, she poked a delicate finger to his chest.

"Well, that depends."

"On what?" Kakashi placed gentle hands on her hips to pull her closer as Kazumi tiptoed to whisper in his ear, but before she could get a word out a rustling stopped her. The couple snapped their heads in the direction of the noise which led to a couple of bushes across the sidewalk.

"Ah ha! Found it!" It was Jiraiya who yelled as he abruptly rose from the bushes. "Oh, hi there Kakashi and Kazumi-chan!"

Kazumi stood silently in complete shock and slight embarrassment. It was the ninja snugged against her that spoke up.

"Jiraiya-san, what a surprise. How long have you been there?"

"Just, um, just passing by."

Kakashi turned a dead eye to the notepad and pencil in the Sannin's hand. "I see."

Sensing the tension between the two ninjas, Kazumi quietly excused herself from Kakashi's arms and patted his chest. "I'll see you tonight."

Kakashi gave her a small smile as he watched her disappear behind the curtains of the bathhouse. Turning towards the Sannin once again he found Jiraiya writing in his notepad in earnest and walked up to him.

"Hey, it was great seeing you again, Kakashi, but I gotta get back to work."

"While I do commend your dedication, Jiraiya-san, I'm afraid I can't let you continue your research here. Not now anyway… No matter how much I enjoy reading your work." Kakashi spoke the last sentence under his breath.

"And why is that? A lot of my best ideas come from this place!" Jiraiya exclaimed. The sannin jumped on the roof of the neighboring building to get a better look at the baths. While they were mostly vacant this early in the day he could still hear the sweet sounds of a few women relaxing in the hot water. The Sannin didn't flinch as Kakashi landed on the roof next to him.

"And while I usually wouldn't care where or when you do your research I think- "

"Kakashi, you know as well as I how important this is work is to us. I wouldn't be able to write the stories I do without taking a few privileges."

Kakashi rested a hand on Jiraiya's shoulder to push him away from peeking into the baths. "Yes, and while I understand I just don't think now is the time- "

The two ninjas struggled on the roof with Kakashi trying to hold Jiraiya back from peering over the edge, the sannin's large body squirming to get away from his grasp.

"Kakashi, what do you think- "

"Not today you don't- "

"Stop it- augh- hey that's my- "

"Get another one."

"How the heck did you get so strong- "

"Training. Lots of it."

"Just a small peek!"

"Jiraiya-san- "

"Kazumi-chan, come join us!"

The two stopped in their wrestling. Kakashi looked behind him to catch a quick glance at the top of Kazumi's head. She had her hair up in a bun with the towel wrapped around her head, which meant…

"Huh, Kazumi-chan?" Jiraiya sneaked around to peer over Kakashi's shoulder but before he could get a good look the Jonin's fist came flying to his face.

Kakashi's fist made impact with the Sannin's nose, snapping his head to face the other direction. Jiraiya let out a sound of surprise, louder than he expected, grabbing the attention of the women below them.

"What? What was that?" One of the women exclaimed with a hint of worry.

"Is someone there?" another shouted.

Kazumi stepped out from the bath to peek up past the wooden gate at the roofs above and next to them.

"Alright, time to go." Kakashi grabbed Jiraiya by the collar and shunshinned them out of there before his lover could catch them.

"Kakashi!" Jiraiya forced himself out of the Jonin's hold. "That was a prime opportunity there! Everything is going to be set back because of this."

"You have to understand, Jiraiya-san. Kazumi is using the bath right now. I would appreciate it if you did your research when she's not there."

"No, no. It's you that doesn't understand. Every artist has a muse that keeps them going. That inspires hope and motivation! Kazumi-chan is-, "Jiraiya didn't end his sentence when he began to feel a menacing energy emit from the Copy Ninja. "Oh, shit."

Kakashi grabbed the collar of the sannin before his eyes could begin to blink. A silent rage began to seethe through his body coming out in hushed whispers promising death. "What was that, Jiraiya?"

Noticing that his junior had dropped the honorific, Jiraiya was really starting to believe he was in hot water. "N-n-nothing, Kakashi. Nothing! I-I was just saying how K-Kazumi-cha-ACK!" The jonin gave him a rough shake. "Kazumi-san, Kazumi-san! I was just saying the ladies in the bath are my muse just as Kazumi-san is yours."

Kakashi's grip tightened around the fabric of the sannin's collar not once believing in his sorry excuse, but then it hit him. "How long have you been visiting the bathhouse at this time of the day?"

"Wha-," Kakashi shook him again.

"Answer the question."

"J-just a couple months! I fell into a writer's block and decided to revisit some places to get more ideas."

Kakashi paled at the realization. "And before that, where were you getting your 'ideas' from?"

"Huh? Oh, just some places here and there."

"Tell me, Jiraiya." Kakashi pulled the man close. "Who have you been following around these days as your muse? And don't even think of lying. We both know you're no good for it."

Kakashi watched Jiraiya's pupils dilate. His lips quivered with the name Kakashi had hoped with all his being would not be the one he suspected.

"H-Ha-Ha-Hazhumishanha." The incomprehensible blubber flew from the sannin's mouth.

"Who?!" Kakashi asked, this time louder and more insistent.

"Ka-Ka-Kazumi-chan!"

The cord on Kakashi's restraint broke and still holding onto Jiraiya's collar he slammed him into the ground. "GYAAAHHHH!" The sannin shouted. The impact was so hard his body dug a crater in the ground.

"I thought something seemed unusually familiar in your last book," Kakashi grunted, pulling Jiraiya back only to slam him into the ground again. "You've been spying on us for material."

"Yes- I mean no, NO! It didn't start that way!"

"Then please explain how you came to stalk my wo- Kazumi." Kakashi kept his hold on him and bent down to one knee, that knee pressed firmly into Jiraiya's sternum.

"I was picking up some pastries from Kazumi and knew she would be between lessons so I-ack!" Kakashi had put some weight on his knee making the sannin grit his teeth uncomfortably.

"You know her schedule." The Jonin stated, his voice taking a dark turn.

"She's a creature of habit. Any ninja that met her more than once could figure it out! Uff!" Kakashi pulled on Jiraiya's collar so that his head cleared the ground but shoved him back into the dirt.

"Go on."

"I-I knocked but no one answered, but I heard talking so I let myself in. A-a-and," Jiraiya paused. His face scrunched up in thought debating if he should reveal the entire truth. "Just, please, just don't scar up the face, okay?"

"Jiraiya!" Kakashi roared.

Jiraiya squeezed his eyes shut and raised his hands in defense for any impact that might come his way while quickly finishing his explanation. "Ialmostwalkedinonyoudoingthatonthepianobenchandcouldn'thelpbutjotitdownformaterial." There was a pause and noticing that a blow never came, Jiraiya risked peeking an eye. Kakashi, still as stone, stared right through him.

"You didn't- the whole time- did you?"

"N-no. I left the moment I coughsawcough you…"

Kakashi gave out a heavy sigh before releasing the sannin to stand up. Jiraiya followed and dusted the dirt from his clothing. "I deserved every bit of that."

Kakashi snapped a glaring eye in his direction. "You deserve more, believe me."

Sweat trickled down the weathered face of the sannin. "Yes, yes. Much more." He rubbed the tender spot on his head. "I am sorry, Kakashi, for being intrusive and it won't happen ever again."

Kakashi rolled his eyes and gave another sigh. Pointing a finger at Jiraiya, the Jonin spoke. "You are never to look upon her for as long as you live, and if I even sniff you in the same neighborhood as her I'll be sure to give my ninken something to do. Are we clear?"

Jiraiya threw up a hand in salute. "Crystal!"

Kakashi's posture returned to the casual slump as he waved a hand in dismissal. "Nice chat, Jiraiya-san. Let's do it again some time, ne?"

A shiver ran down the sannin's spine at witnessing the complete 180 in character from the Copy Ninja before him. "S-sure, Kakashi."

With a crinkle of his eye, Kakashi left in a whirlwind of leaves leaving behind a slightly disturbed and guilty ninja.

"Kakashi! Have you been waiting this whole time?"

"I went for a walk with Jiraiya-san." Kakashi took the bag of toiletries from Kazumi, his other hand resting on the small of her back.

"I see. He is well?"

"Oh, very. We had the most riveting conversation."

"About what?" The musician asked with a tilt of her head.

"Just ninja stuff."

Kazumi knew then that it wasn't a topic to discuss and allowed her curiosity to pass.

"Well, there's still some time left before the new student arrives and now that I'm all squeaky clean maybe you could join me for a quick snack." Kazumi suggestively nudged a shoulder into his side.

Kakashi raised his brows in amusement. "You're… perky today." He saw her cheeks tint as the smirk on her face grew more mischievous.

"I snuck a peek at your new book and found some very interesting things." Kazumi spun around to face him, halting Kakashi from moving any further. She laid two fingers on his chest and slowly walked them up to his collar and in a hushed tone, "Things I wouldn't mind trying."

Without a second thought, Kakashi scooped Kazumi into his arms and cradled her to his chest. "The faster we get there the more we can do."

The two lovers left in smoke and leaves, the musician's giggling just a whisper in the wind.

Before you say anything, I know Jiraiya is much stronger and could hold his own against Kakashi. My interpretation of him here isn't to show how weak he is but that Jiraiya knows he did wrong so he let himself take Kakashi's beating. I also don't have much experience writing about Jiraiya so I apologize if he's OOC.

Thanks, again, to CerealKiller11 for the amazing support and beta-reading-ish my stuff xD Check her stuff out! It's amazeballs.