Shānnarō!
Written by gokusgirl
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Wish I did, though.
Chapter Two
The day started like it always had for Haruno Sakura. The alarm rang promptly at 6am, followed by a long hot shower and then getting dressed. Breakfast was next, watching her calorie intake closely since she was dieting yet again. She was certainly getting into a good routine now since she was living alone. It was hard moving out of Sasuke's lush apartment; but she decided that it was better for her to leave than being kicked out.
Sakura was surprised that her and Sasuke's relationship lasted for six months this time. The other times they were together didn't last more than a couple of weeks, and then it was strictly physical. Their last reconcile was the most satisfying. He came to her open, apologetic, wanting to be a better man. The sex was better despite the fact she still wasn't able obtain an orgasm, but she enjoyed it nonetheless. And she couldn't believe he was being so attentive of her needs… cooking, cleaning, and buying her whatever she wanted. And what reeled her in was his suggestion that they lived together. But like all good things, it didn't last forever.
It was month three when he started coming home late. Arguments ensued again about trivial things, and one evening Sasuke came home stinking of another woman. A month before she left he admitted to her that there was someone else, and in spite of all his good efforts to be a better man he failed all because he couldn't keep it in his pants. He hurt her in the worst way, telling her she was too needy and not 'aggressive enough' for her him sexually. After the dust cleared in month five (and already sleeping in separate rooms), they both came to an agreement and decided it was best to amicably go separate ways. Sasuke was a big asshole to Sakura; but he didn't want to end it on such a harsh note. Sakura was always the one to forgive, but she would never forget. Not this time. So being the good girl that she was, Sakura took the break up well; but the inner Sakura was crying her eyes out in grief.
This was the third time she let Sasuke into her heart. She had hoped that he had grown, but in fact he had grown up and finally gotten Sakura out of his system. So this time it was going to be different; she was going to be more selective of her next relationship. Trouble was the pickings were slim around the village. Naruto was in a very committed relationship with Hyuga Hinata; Lee had hooked up with a village girl who was a school teacher. Damn, Sakura thought to herself. Now that I'm available, the two guys who were genuinely pining over are now taken.
Just my shitty luck.
But it wasn't going to let her down. "I just have to be more observant… the guy I'm looking for could be right under my nose." Sakura spoke to her reflection as she brushed her long pink hair.
The copy-ninja's eye roamed over the documents scattered across Hokage Tsunade's desk, making sure his name wasn't on any of them for a mission. He sighed with relief, there wasn't. He noticed the small corner classroom she had made just for her and Sakura, and he smiled. In the very beginning Kakashi's expectations were low on the little Kunoichi; she was all too worried about Sasuke than trying to be an actual Shinobi when she was younger. Into her third year of training Tsunade saw the girl's potential in manipulating and creating chakra, so she took her under her wing as a student. Sakura had proved herself time and time again during her training with the Hokage, and now Tsunade wanted to give her all her jitsu secrets, explaining once to Kakashi that she wasn't going to live forever, and she knew that Sakura would be an excellent candidate for obtaining these gifts.
"What are you doing in my chambers?" Tsunade yelled as she slammed her door shut.
Kakashi smirked under is dark mask as he sat on the edge of her desk. "Just waiting for you, Hokage-sama."
"Bullshit," Tsunade grumbled as she walked over, pushing him off the desk roughly. "Don't worry Hatake…you're not scheduled for another mission for another couple of weeks, so take a break and get out of my office."
"But I came to observe your class today with your student," Kakashi said coolly as he sat down in the chair facing her desk. "I would like to check on Sakura's progress."
"She's not your student anymore, Hatake. You should be wasting your time somewhere else," Tsunade said as she turned around, looking at the village skyline from her huge window. "…Or you have other reasons for being here today?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about Hokage-sama," Kakashi replied, his voice void of emotion.
Tsunade whipped her head around, her brown eyes narrowed. "Oh, you know what I'm talking about, fool. And don't come in here with that Hokage-sama bullshit; I know you don't have a speck of respect for me... " Tsunade pointed a perfectly manicured fingernail into his chest. "But when you are in my presence alone I expect you to call me by my name respectfully, understood?"
Kakashi winced when Tsunade poked his chest. Even though he was wearing his vest, her strength on just one finger alone almost broke his damn sternum. From the look in her eyes he could tell she was not joking. It wasn't true about not having respect for her; he knew it was her conscience that ate away at her about him. Kakashi sighed deeply, nodding humbly as he silently apologized for any offense he gave her. She stood there, her arms akimbo, waiting for him to speak.
"I apologize," Kakashi began, pausing only for a moment to add, "Okaasan."
Sakura ran up the long steps of the Hokage tower, stopping momentarily to catch her breath. She wasn't late for her training session; she was just excited that today it was just her and Tsunade. When Ino was there with them she felt like she had to spend her time upstaging her. It was too much pressure! But when she was alone with Tsunade, the atmosphere was different. Tsunade took her time with her, showing her more jitsu techniques than the ones she demonstrated in front of Ino. Sakura felt right now Tsunade was the only one that truly believed in her ability, and that made her proud.
As she approached the door she heard Tsunade speaking to someone. She really couldn't make out what she saying, but when the other person spoke she knew instantly it was Kakashi. Sakura frowned. She suddenly remembered the incident outside the candy store with him, and she rolled her eyes with annoyance. What was he doing here?
"I already know about Asuma and Ino… so now you're trying to seduce little Sakura?" Tsunade accused the copy-ninja as she sat down behind her desk.
"You know she's too young for me," Kakashi replied disdainfully. "I told you why I was here."
"And that is bullshit, I'll say again," Tsunade spat angrily. "Look, Asuma is a playboy, so I know this thing with the Yamanaka girl is not going to last. But Sakura… she is my prized student, and I don't need her having any distractions while I'm training her. So whatever your intentions for being here today, I ask that you not interfere, understand?"
"Hai," Kakashi said with an exasperated sigh.
"And more thing boy," Tsunade added as she narrowed her eyes at him once more. "Don't break her heart. Sasuke has done enough damage to that poor girl and it took her a while to come to terms with it."
Before Kakashi could retort they both heard a knock at her door. They both stared at each other surprisingly; they were stunned that someone came that close to them and not once acknowledge their presence.
"Enter," Tsunade said as she rose from her seat.
"Ohayou Hokage-sama," Sakura spoke merrily as she entered the office. Kakashi slowly spun his chair around, and their eyes locked on to each other for a split second. "Ohayou… Kakashi-sensei." She tired to sound surprised to see him there, but her false greeting gave her up.
"Yo," Kakashi said plainly, rolling the seat back into the forward position, unknowing to Tsunade and Sakura both he was grinning like the dickens under his black mask.
"Kakashi will be observing your techniques today Sakura," Tsunade announced as she walked over to the small classroom with the medical mannequin on the cot. "He will critique your skills and takes notes."
Sakura gave Kakashi a smothering stare. How dare he! Critique her skills? Wasn't it enough that he still treated her like a child and now he was checking up her like this was a parent /teacher conference?
"Hokage-sama speaks very highly of your talents," Kakashi told Sakura as he stood. "I'm eager to see what techniques you can demonstrate." He saw her flinch, and she immediately stormed over to the classroom as if she was given the worst news ever. "…You don't mind if I sit in and observe, do you Sakura-chan?"
Sakura slowly turned around after giving herself a moment to control her anger. "Not at all, Kakashi-sensei. I was only under the impression it would be me and Hokage-sama here today, that's all."
"Good, now that's all cleared, lets begin." Tsunade said clasping her hands together.
It was a long two hours.
Sakura was feeling so tense with Kakashi staring at her. And it wasn't only that; it was the bored, undaunted expression he had given when she went through the hand signs. Like he was entirely uninterested with everything she did. When she began the healing techniques on the mannequin she heard him yawn lazily. At the end of the second hour she had a brief test of her skills by naming all the medical techniques by hand sign. In most cases Sakura didn't work well under pressure; it just felt like a normal day with Ino in the class. But instead of Ino it was her lazy-eyed former teacher.
"Good job Sakura, we can stop here for today." Tsunade told her, patting her on the back. "I've got a meeting with the elders in a few minutes, so pack up all the medical supplies and lock up my office, okay?"
"Yes Hokage-sama," Sakura answered with a bow.
"I'll see you later Hatake," Tsunade said drolly to the copy-ninja, never looking his direction as she walked out the door.
Sakura turned her attention to medical supplies, hoping Kakashi would take the hint and leave behind Tsunade. No such luck. After a few minutes she could still feel his presence in the room, the sound of the office chair squeaking back and forth softly.
Kakashi just watched her. It was comical that she was trying to ignore him. His eyes looked over her slowly, panning up her long creamy legs, her plush little bottom to the long, cotton pink hair that now flowed down her back. When did her hair get so long? He really wanted to play coy with her, but sensing she was still pissed about the other day it was time to set things right.
"Where are your notes?" Sakura finally asked Kakashi, never turning around as she still continued to straighten up.
Kakashi frowned. "What notes?" he asked confusingly.
"The notes you were going to take while during my demonstration," Sakura finally turned around to face him, her face showing every inch of agitation in her features. "Where are they?"
"Oh…those notes," Kakashi said as he stood, stretching lightly. He paused for a moment before he gave her an answer: "They're up here, in my head." He took his right index finger and tapped his forehead.
"Humph," Sakura said, only to turn around again, bending over to place a box under a shelf. Kakashi's eyebrow rose with inquisitiveness when her bottom stuck out again. "You want to know what I think about your observation Kaka-sensei?"
"Indulge me, Sakura-chan," Kakashi responded coolly.
"I think –" Sakura stood up to turn around, only to run dead into Kakashi's chest. Baffled by his sudden proximity, she looked up at him, brushing a stray hair out of her face.
"Did I break your concentration, Sakura-chan?" Kakashi spoke with a bit of hilarity in his voice.
Sakura only narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. "…I'm only wondering why you're invading my personal space, that's all."
"Sorry," Kakashi stood back a little, letting the little Kunoichi breathe. "Please continue."
"Well as I was saying… I think you came here for something else." There was a brief pause between them before he gave an answer.
"You're correct. I did come here for a reason. I came to apologize about yesterday, Sakura-chan." Kakashi told her with a curt bow.
"Will you please stop calling me Sakura-chan?" Sakura huffed, honestly annoyed by the copy-ninja's behavior. "An apology, huh?"
"I had no intention to offend you, treating you like you were a child. But I want make amends." Kakashi offered.
Feeling a bit empowered, Sakura folded her arms with a raised eyebrow to ask, "And what would that be?"
"Ramen and a long, grown up walk with me."
Sakura rolled her eyes when she heard that. Like that was something to swoon over. "Wow Kakashi… you really know how to wine and dine a girl. Am I a supposed to be flattered by this?"
"No… but it's a start," Kakashi chuckled lightly. "Look Sakura, I'm not good with the formalities of asking someone out, so please accept my offer."
"So now you're asking me out?" Sakura chided. She walked around him, her arms still folded as she thought about what he said. "Why this sudden interest in me, Kakashi?"
"I've always been interested in you, Sakura. I just thought that a quiet dinner between friends would be… nice."
"Nice, huh?" Sakura repeated back at him as she rocked back on one foot, biting her lip. "Okay… then I would be delighted in joining you for ramen, Kakashi."
"You will not be disappointed," Kakashi told her, his smile still hidden.
"That still remains to be seen, but we'll see. You can pick me up at my place around seven." Sakura pushed past him, walking over to the door and opening it to only pause briefly staring at the copy-ninja. "Well let's get out of here; I've got some more things to do today before I go home."
Maybe she was over dressed for this.
As Sakura looked at her reflection in her bathroom mirror, she nervously waited for her date to arrive.
Her date.
Kakashi Hatake, that is.
Why did I agree to this? Sakura thought to herself. Because you're attracted to him, Inner Sakura whispered to her devilishly.
"Shut up!" Sakura whispered fiercely to herself, recalling when she broke the news to Ino…
When she told Ino of her 'date', the poor girl was overjoyed. It immediately made her wish she had kept it to herself, because Ino felt she needed to give her some advice for the evening. Sakura nearly puked with her suggestions.
"It's a friendly date, not a fuck fest." Sakura snapped bitterly, taking a swig of her cappuccino.
Ino just tittered merrily. "Friendly dates they are until he walks you home."
"Then I won't let him walk me home." Sakura simply told her. It only irritated Ino further.
"My God Sasuke has turned you into a fucking prude!" Ino exclaimed, and Sakura nearly feel out of her chair. "You are in the midst of your sexual prime, Sakura. Use it or it'll dry up and whiter away!"
"Just because you give it away freely doesn't mean I have to, pig," Sakura seethed, looking around at the customers who overheard the conversation. "I want my head to lead me this time, not my heart. If it makes me a prude then so be it."
Ino was surprised that her girlfriend told her off so boldly, so after closing her slacked mouth, she slowly smiled. She pitied her for a moment, hoping her friend would stick to her word. Hatake Kakashi was definitely an enigmatic person, and there was no telling what techniques he had under his sleeve to get a woman into his bed. From Ino's recent investigation on him, it didn't take a whole lot. But she found out he was particularly selective on the type of women he bedded; so maybe it was a good sign for Sakura.
"Alright," Ino told her as she raised her hands up in a sign of surrender. "I'll stick my nose out of it."
"Thanks," Sakura sighed as she finished drinking her cappuccino.
"Have a wonderful evening at the ramen shop my dear." Ino joked as she batted her eyes at her friend.
Sakura didn't say a word, only elbowing Ino playfully in the side as she continued to chat about other things.
Sakura gazed at the lavender dress she wore for the evening, wondering if her attire was too revealing for this kind of date. She loved this dress; she only worn it once before, and that occasion was on a date with Sasuke. He complemented her all night on how good she looked; so maybe she figured Kakashi would appreciate it as well. It hung off the shoulders, not showing a lot of cleavage, but enough to jog the imagination. Its tight fitting material showed off every curve, enunciating it elegantly with a small, two inch split on the right-hand side.
Walking out the bathroom, she glanced at the clock that sat above her fireplace. 6:55 PM. Knowing Kakashi with his poor attendance, he wouldn't be there for another twenty minutes.
She began to giggle at that notion until she heard a soft knock at her front door. Sakura froze; her mouth opening with wonder as she slowly approached the door. Taking hold of the door knob, she took in a controlling breath and closed her eyes in a silent prayer. She smiled, opening the door wide as Kakashi stood there, holding a small bouquet of wildflowers in one hand, his other hand in his pants pocket.
And if it wasn't for the dark mask he wore, she would have noticed his unhinged jaw dangling at the very sight of her.
They both stood there, motionless, speechless for seconds. Sakura blinked, feeling the sudden mood shift between them. Her pleasant smile faded a few degrees as she gazed back at him, now feeling her knees growing weak for some unknown reason. This was Kakashi. Pervert Kakashi. The same man who was her teacher, the same man who trained her and her team many years ago. The same man who had a fetish for reading dirty novels in the public and showing up late for everything.
Then why did she suddenly feel… like this at the very sight of him now?
"Evening, Kakashi." Sakura stuttered out finally, her now sweaty hand grasping the door knob.
His response was delayed as his wondering eye looked at her from head to toe. "Nice dress." His voice didn't even sound right. It sounded thick and raw.
Sakura's cheeks pinked with the compliment, and her smile broadened. "Thank you. Are those for me?" She pointed at the arrangement in his hand, and he slowly handed it to her. "There are some very pretty flowers. They smell nice."
"Your dress is nice too," Kakashi repeated again, this time his voice sounding a bit more strained. "I mean it fits you very…." He seemed to be lost in thought, and he swallowed thickly as he gazed at her almost dreamily. "…Very nicely."
Sakura's heart began beating double time, and she fretted a little. "Oh," She could only say as she found her throat dry. She felt herself sway, like she was standing on the edge of the shoreline when the tide was coming in. The gravitational pull had her swooning; pulling her in a direction she wasn't sure she wanted to cross yet. And besides, this was supposed to be a date. A ridiculously cheap and possibly Dutch date between friends.
Why was it suddenly turning into… something else?
"Well." Kakashi told her evenly, feeling his chest tighten with an emotion he hadn't expected to feel this evening.
"Well." Sakura sighed plainly, tearing her eyes off him for a moment. She looked over at him once more; and it felt like she was hit with a ton of bricks. He was looking so… she couldn't describe it. The air was strangely surging between them… and she needed it more of it.
She needed it now.
Before she could resist the temptation, Kakashi closed in the gap between them, pulling his mask down and kissing her hard.
The flowers were abandoned at the doorstep as the door closed behind them.
That damn dress.
Now Sakura remembered why she only wore that dress one time before.
Coming to her senses, she looked across the room and stared the article of clothing with bitter amusement.
They lay on the floor of her living room, not making it too far from the front door. They ripped at each other's clothes; groaning and screaming obscenities as they lost control. This wasn't like Sakura. She loved making out and all the oddities that came with it. This was different. She felt reckless and unrestrained to Kakashi's advances.
She felt… wild.
And for that moment, she welcomed it.
She loved it.
They were just standing at the door, she was just saying hello to him. Now they're completely naked, and she can see his face- oh my god, his entire face! Before she could take a moment to appreciate his handsome features, he did something that no man ever has.
He kissed her.
Down there.
Sakura screamed; withered and nearly passed out from the waves of pleasure he gave her. It was like she was dying repetitively, and she encouraged it more. She had never felt anything like this in her life. This was it. This was that feeling, that almost there sensation Sasuke always brought her to, but failed to deliver. It was wonderful.
It was heaven.
He rose, settling between her legs as he grabbed her the backs of her knees. He spread her legs shamefully apart, his thick throbbing organ finding its mark and sinking in to the hilt of her slick passage. He filled her so completely that when he began to move against her tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes. He was savage and merciless has he pounded wildly into her. He grabbed her proportionally sized breasts in his hands, grouping them roughly as he brought one to his mouth, sucking like a man dying of thirst.
Sakura's over sensitized flesh could not endure any more, and all at once her body exploded with the first true orgasm she ever had. Kakashi followed suit, grunting lewdly and straining against her hard as he flowed into her, both of them melding together as one.
It was in the aftermath of that very moment Sakura was fully aware of what she, or what they actually did. She was now laying on his chest, feeling his labored breathing slowing down. His heart was still thundering hard, and his hands were sliding gently across her moist back and shoulders. Instantaneously they looked at each other; both of them feeling the moment of awkwardness that now lingered between them. Sakura's cheeks felt hot with the memory of what had just occurred; mingled with a small amount of shame on her part. This was not how she conducted herself. She prided herself on being in control, at all times. She gazed at his handsome face, watching his mouth curve up into an awkward smile as he ran his free hand through his silvery mane.
"Wow," Kakashi finally said, his voice sounding deep and relaxed. He tried to say something else, but the right words wouldn't come to him. Just as he hesitantly began to speak again, his stomach did the talking for him. And unmistakable growl emitted from his empty stomach, and his face reddened.
Oh… he can get embarrassed from his growling stomach but not from screwing me on the living room floor, Sakura thought to herself.
"I'm hungry. Are you hungry?" Kakashi asked suddenly as he began to sit up. Feeling a bit stunned over the entire situation, Sakura could only gesture with a nod. He gave her a tight, nervous smile as he stood, and he helped up to her feet. "Good. Let's go eat some ramen, shall we?"
What the hell is going on?
Sakura stirred her uzumaki ramen around in her bowl, feeling bewildered. She looked over at her date, lover or whatever he was as he gorged himself on his fourth helping. Apparently he had acquired a huge appetite after all that activity earlier, Sakura surmised.
They quickly (and oddly) dressed, and headed out the door to the ramen shop without a word of what had just transpired between them. Sakura tried to remain composed as they walked along, but the sticky warmth of Kakashi's seed between her legs was a constant reminder, no matter how much she wanted to deny it. When they got to the shop, Kakashi was very chatty with the shop owner, laughing and carrying on with him like nothing happened. They ate in a weird silence; and deep down Sakura was grateful, but still puzzled.
"I didn't intend for that to happen tonight," Kakashi finally said during his fifth helping, making Sakura look over at him. She couldn't see his features because she was sitting on the side where his amulet rested on the side of his face. "I don't know what came over me..." He paused, taking in a deep breath as he turned his head, his eye now piercing through her as he gazed at her seductively. "…maybe it was the dress."
Sakura's face flushed, and she looked down at herself for a brief second. She was still wearing that deceitful, shameful dress that got her screwed for the evening, and her first thought was to burn it the second she got a chance. She looked back up at Kakashi, his gaze still on her as she watched his eye roam across her scarcely seen cleavage.
"Well it's a good thing it was the dress, otherwise I would have thought this was the way you greeted your dates." Sakura replied absurdly.
"I don't know what made me- I mean us to do that." Kakashi corrected himself quickly, turning his stool around to completely face her. "Strange, isn't it?"
Sakura nodded, eyeing him suspiciously. "Yeah, well… whatever it was, it's not going to happen again." She saw his face slack with her proclamation, and he quickly picked it back up again, nodding with her in agreement.
"Absolutely," Kakashi agreed with her as he placed his mask back on his face. "I respect your wishes. Even though it was rather intense, and… gratifying I might say."
Sakura quirked up an eyebrow. "Ah, umm…yeah… it was." She looked away from him for a moment, recalling all the vivid details, and feeling a surge of heat flutter between her legs. "And you're quite handsome, by the way." She stuttered as she rubbed the back of her neck, the suddenly felt hot right now.
"Thank you, Sakura… you quite beautiful yourself." Kakashi complimented.
"No…no I'm not." Sakura gushed, looking back at him with blushing cheeks.
"Yes, you are."
"You're just saying that now."
"…Saying it now? Why would you say that?"
"Because… you're saying it after the fact. You're just pacifying me."
"So you saying I was handsome is just the same."
"But I didn't get to see your face until tonight!"
"It's all the same…"
"Whatever the case, you think I'm pretty, I think you're handsome. Fine. But what happened this evening won't be happening again!" Sakura snapped, feeling herself becoming annoyed with conversation.
"Understood," Kakashi replied after a dramatic pause. "Can I walk you home at least?"
"Oh no," Sakura said with a wave of her hand. "I'm not sure if I can trust you." Kakashi caught her hand, holding it tightly by the wrist. She tried to pull away, but his grasp on her tightened.
"Maybe… just maybe you're not sure if you can trust yourself, Sakura-chan." Kakashi spoke in a surprisingly deep, throaty tone that sent shivers down her spine. His grip on her wrist loosened, and his thumb began to gradually caress her wrist in slow deliberate circles, feeling the pulse that now was beating wildly underneath.
"If I wasn't mistaken," Sakura spoke softly, the swaying sensation flowing through her senses yet again. "I would think that you're trying to seduce me, Kaka-sensei."
"Maybe," Kakashi said with hunch of his shoulders.
"Well it's not going to work dammit." Sakura told him through clenched teeth as she squirmed on the stool, failing miserably in quelling the heat that was spreading all over her now.
"If that is what you wish." Kakashi responded, his voice lowering down to a mere whisper.
They actually made it to the bedroom this time, and even though Sakura told Kakashi that it wasn't going to happen again, it did. And many times for the rest of that evening, too. He caught her at moment of weakness; striking just when her defenses were at their lowest. They took their time, making slow, sweet love that brought Sakura to the brink of tears. And over and over he would whisper in awe at how beautiful she was, how wonderful she felt, and how she was all his. And in spite of herself, Sakura couldn't agree more.
She would wrap herself into this moment, she decided. Sakura allowed to be taken in a way she never knew was possible; without love. She was attracted to Kakashi; but truth be told she didn't feel an iota of love for him. The turn of events were occurring too fast for them to even let that factor be considered; so she made up her mind to use him, satiate her needs, and do damage control in the morning.
And morning was so many hours away.
::To be Continued::
What a curious turn of events, huh? I know everyone is going bonkers about me making Kakashsi's mom Tsunade... I've always thought it was, but couldn't prove my theroy on it. So why not put in my story??? Let me know what you thought about this chapter in a review, okay? Thanks for reading!!!
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