Authors Note: Alright! SO to clear up something - Sakura went 14 years into the past. She is 17-18. Kakashi is 17. In the "current" time Kakashi would be 31-32.

I will have to wait to go back and fix the other chapters as I need to re-do the saved documents on here and do not have the originals on this computer.

Hope you all enjoy :) Reviews make me post :D :D

The festival was bursting with cute couples. Paper lanterns were strung up over top all of the town streets. Food stalls and games littered the walk ways. The town was full of laughter, giggling and the blushes of young love.

Sakura's own face was flushed. Her arm was linked with the 17 year old version of Kakashi as the pair of them meandered through the streets. Sakura was relieved that Kakashi was leading them through the crowd as she didn't think her mind could focus on anything other than what had just happened in the hotel room. What was she doing? He was going to know when she got back to her own time. The famous Copy Ninja - her Hokage - her former Jonin Sensei - the man that had known her and been there for her since she was 12. A man who had had to deal with all her pubescent mood swings, tears, and awkwardness. Her perverted former sensei.

"Why are you clenching so hard?" Kakashi's head was bent towards her ear so he could speak quietly.

Sakura felt her flush deepen and chose not to turn her head to look at him. "Ano - sorry." She forced her self to relax her hand.

Kakashi hummed next to her before asking, "Are you nervous?"

Sakura wanted to laugh at him in response but couldn't get her body to respond in that way. He was still too close but she assured herself that she would remain professional. He was just a teenage boy right now. She would deal with the consequences in the future in the, well, future. It was for the mission anyways. They weren't actually flirting or getting attached. They were not actually going to do anything back in the hotel room. Not even a little.

"Not nervous," she replied softly. Kakashi said nothing back as he continued to lead them through the crowded streets. He was trying to make a mental map of everything important in the town - to find all the hidden alleys and anywhere else that Shinobi could hide. They didn't know that it was Shinobi kidnapping people but it was highly likely as Asuma and Kurenai were not weak by any means. He was having a hell of a time concentrating as every time he took a step forward Saki's breast rubbed against his arm. He had never thought an elbow could feel aroused but his was on fire right now.

The young ninja didn't know what was wrong with him right now. He kept feeding into these desires - desires he had never had before. Sure, he had wanted to sleep with girls before but nothing he couldn't control. He was always in control. He would sleep with anonymous girls on his agenda. He never got close to girls in the village. He barely ever knew the girls he did get close to when he did end up seducing them - not that that was particularly hard for him. There was something about Saki that was drawing him in and he did not like it. He wanted to tease her and make her stomp her feet. He wanted to push his elbow into her breast even deeper. But he couldn't. He wouldn't.

He abruptly stopped at a dango stand and pulled his arm away from her. He ignored the part of him that missed her warmth. Kakashi bought them each a treat, handed it to her and continued walking slightly ahead of her with one of his hands in his pocket. He missed the look on her face as she noticed the distance between them.

Sakura caught up to him in a few quick strides and leaned into his ear as cutely as possible while stretching a full head above her regular height. "Is that how a boyfriend acts?"

Kakashi glanced sideways at her as he tried to eat a piece of dango without taking his mask completely off. "Buying the girl good and escorting her around? ...yes?"

Sakura huffed lightly as she maintained their close proximity. "What do you think drew their attention before?" Sakura knew they couldn't speak directly about it out in the open but she was trying to make a point.

Kakashi sighed, pulled his hand out of his pocket and draped his arm around her waist. He made sure his hand rested lowly on her hip as he pulled her body closer to his. "That better?"

Sakura ignored the tingling sensation that cut across her body where ever his hand had grazed. She ignored the feeling of his leg against her hip and his warm hand on her hip. She turned to look at him and smiled - refusing to let him get to her.

"Probably looks more couple-like now, don't you think?" Try as she might she still wasn't able to maintain eye contact for too long.

"Hn," Kakashi chewed the last of his dango before tossing the stick in the nearest trash can. "Bit different for them, though."

"How so?" Sakura was still happily chewing on her dango. How Kakashi managed to eat so quickly without getting a stomach ache she would never understand.

"Given the constant cloud of sexual tension that follows them it wouldn't have been much of a stretch. That or someone found out who they were." He replied absentmindedly. His thumb was drawing circles on her hip and it itched to sink lower. He could smell her. Flowers and a light dusting of arousal. His throat became tight.

"I guess we will just have to get better at acting." She turned her head away from him and stared out at the crowd around them.

Kakashi wanted to pinch her bottom. "Yea," he mumbled in agreement.

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The pair returned to their room after wandering the festival for a few hours. They had played some games, watched some entertainment and tried to appear as a cute young couple. Sakura didn't know why but it felt like they were playing fake relationship chicken. Kakashi was a proud man in Sakura's era and didn't take well to having his mistakes pointed out. She could take a guess and assume that the younger version of the man she knew was similar, if not worse, at taking criticism. That would explain why after she had pointed out his distance, and lack of boyfriend-like behaviour, he began to take his role very seriously. Kakashi seemed to be testing every boundary he could to see if she would react and blow their cover. Sakura wanted to push him off or punch him into the ground but knew she had to react like the dutiful little girlfriend. His touch was electrifying and continued to fluster her to the point that she couldn't act properly. Instead, she blushed furiously and turned into a mixture of Ino and Hinata.

Kakashi would intentionally move closer than necessary when moving through the crowd - making sure to rub up against her more than he needed. Sakura would blush and stutter but also push her body back into him so as not to lose whatever game he was playing. She kept telling herself it was just for the mission and not because she loved the way his body felt pressed up against hers. The worst was when he made a lewd comment. Sakura's instinct was to pound him into the ground but, for obvious reasons, she couldn't do that. If she had given herself more time she would have tried to swat his arm playfully and giggled it off but her face just flushed a deep crimson and she stopped in her tracks. She could see Kakashi looking at her playfully - knowing too well that he had won their little game. Shortly after that they returned to their room - to Sakura's relief.

Kakashi immediately went to the couch and pulled out his orange book. Sakura fought the urge to make a snide comment and walked into the bathroom. The massive, marble bathtub was calling her.

When she was out of sight and he could hear the sound of the bath filling, Kakashi let out a long sigh, took his mask off and kicked off his boots. There was something wrong with him. He had never enjoyed this type of mission before but he had felt a smile on his face almost the entire evening. It had taken all of his strength not to act on his desires. Her face when he had asked her what panties she was wearing had sent a shiver down his spine. Even now he could feel himself harden at the thought of her naked in the other room. Get back to your book. He was more than half way through the novel now. The scenes were continuing to get more and more interesting but he still found himself more interested in the medic.

She was a dangerous distraction. Kakashi barely knew anything about her, nor did he trust her fully. Sure, the Hokage seemed to but there was something missing - something she was keeping from everyone. He turned the page in his book and was met with a rather graphic illustration. He felt the urge to giggle but quickly squashed it. Thankfully no one else was around to see him or the flush that was spreading across his normally covered cheeks. It was weird being on a regular mission, or as regular as missions can get. He had been in Anbu for so long now that he had forgotten what it was like to be on a mission with shinobi who had personality. Being able to joke around rather than cold calculating silence. It was different when you had actual comrades.

In Anbu you didn't get attached to those around you. Everyone that signed up basically had a death wish to begin with - especially the missions he was assigned. It was why he had left regular missions behind to begin with. They were always reaching out to him. Trying to get him to join in at their social events. He had entertained them a few times but it just solidified the fact that he was in a different world than them. Their sympathy was annoying. He was fine. He just didn't want them fawning over him all the time.

There was something about Saki that drew his attention more than any other comrade he had had since his time under Minato-sensei. She didn't annoy him like others did. She didn't seem to fawn over him or give him the same sympathy. She was always surprising him. Sure, he had been forced to spend all this time with her but he found himself enjoying it...sometimes. Maybe he could flirt his way out of the forced medical leave. Would she be fooled by that? Could he distract her with that? The image of her blushing face caused a smile to reach his lips again. She did seem easily flustered by him. It had been fun to try to get different reactions out of her that evening.

Kakashi had expected her to get fed up with him and push him away. To throw a little temper tantrum like he had seen her do over the past few days. But she tried to ignore her instincts - he could tell. She stuttered brilliantly when he did something unexpected. Blushed at all the right moments. He wasn't sure if she was acting. Maybe she was that good of an actress - he didn't know her well enough yet to tell. He wanted to believe she wasn't. His pride desperately wanted to think that it was just him causing her to blush and shy away. To flirt back. To be so inconsistent.

She had reacted perfectly earlier - when he had kissed her. He had said it was for the mission but deep down he suspected he had done it just for his own libido. It was this damn book he was reading. That had to be it. He had never acted like this before he started reading it. Every page he read pulled him in deeper and deeper into the story - tantalizing him. None of it was realistic, at least not in any shinobi's life that he had ever heard of. But he couldn't help picturing Saki in the place of the heroine. He felt his pants tighten again and looked up at the door to the bathroom.

Kakashi could see the door from where he was seated but anyone coming out of the bathroom would only be able to see his head. Should he? Saki would likely take a while in there, right? He tried to strain his hearing to see if it sounded like she would be out soon. He could hear her softly humming so he assumed that meant she was still relaxing in the massive bathtub.

He didn't want to let his urges get the better of him later. If he didn't do this now he might not be able to control himself. He could just wait until Saki was finished and go into the bathroom to do it privately but there was an urgency to the aching throb in his groin that he didn't think he could ignore. He would just have to make sure he kept his eyes on the door.

Sakura was in heaven. The bathroom was larger than her apartment. The bath larger than her bedroom. It was absolutely extravagant. There were multiple taps that spewed out all kinds of different spelling soaps and lotions. The tub was so deep that her head was barely above the water when she stood in the center. The hot water felt amazing on her body. If she closed her eyes and tuned the world out it was almost like she was back at home. Back in her own time where nothing weird was happening between her and her former sensei.

She wasn't sure how long she had spent in the tub but her waterlogged fingertips told her that it was time to go back to her current reality. Sakura clamored out of the bath and avoided looking at her naked self in the mirror while she searched the cabinets for towels. She had been so eager to get into the tub that she hadn't checked to make sure that there were towels waiting in the bathroom. Besides - it was a fancy Inn, why wouldn't they have towels in the bathroom.

They didn't have towels in the bathroom.

A small puddle was beginning to form beneath her as she stared around the room in desperation. Young Kakashi would never let her live this down. He liked to pick at anything he could in order to tease her relentlessly. It was his way of keeping her from pinpointing his own issues. But she didn't have a towel and she couldn't just stand here until she was dry. Sakura took a deep breath in and moved to the door. It was angled in such a way that he could easily see her through the mirror behind her if he met her at the crack in the door.

"Kakashi" She called out hesitantly but no reply came. She waited a moment, thinking that maybe he was asleep or left the room briefly. But Kakashi wouldn't have left without telling her, right?

She opened the door a little wider and tried to push her head out into the room. "Kakashi!"

This time she heard a grunt and the sound of quick movement. "Kakashi?"

There was a brief pause before he replied. "Yea?"

"There are no towels in here," she said sheepishly. Again, the silence dragged on. Sakura couldn't see him from her position and didn't want to risk him getting a glimpse of her naked skin. She knew he hadn't moved and didn't understand why. She opened her mouth to say something again but he spoke before she could.

"So?" he drew out the long vowel. Sakura rolled her eyes.

"So, can you please bring me a towel?" she tried to keep the pleading out of her voice. Sakura heard him hum from the couch before moving to get up very slowly. She tried to watch him through the crack in the door - careful to make sure he wasn't trying to peek at her.

Kakashi walked over to a cabinet next to the bathroom door. From what he could tell Saki hadn't seen anything. He hoped. His erection wouldn't go down either. Not with the knowledge that she was naked and pressed up against the door not 4 feet from him. He had been so close. The first time he had heard her voice he thought it was just his overactive imagination. Kakashi glanced quickly at the door and saw one of her eyes peeking at him through the crack. Hopefully her view was so impaired that she wouldn't notice the tent in his jonin pants.

"What were you doing?" she asked.

He paused as his hand gripped one of the bath towels and turned his head more towards her direction. Sakura ducked her head away from the door so that he body was hidden completely.

"Reading." Kakashi stated simply. He let go of the full sized towel and began to smile. He grabbed a face towel instead and walked closer to the door. "You still need this?"

"Just leave it on the floor."

"Then it will get dirty," he leaned into the door frame and peeked through the small crack in the door. Her face appeared behind it, eyes wide as they saw him staring back.

"Are you trying to peek at me!?"

Kakashi smirked back at her. "Do you really want a towel? I can just step back and wait for you to come out on your own?" He felt a throb in his pants again. There was something seriously wrong with him.

Sakura opened the door further, careful to keep her body hidden from his few, and stuck out her arm. "Just give it to me!"

"In the bathroom? I thought our first time should be in the bed. But whatever you say," he replied lightly, making sure to keep the towel out of her grasp.

"Kakashi!" He couldn't help but picture her entire body flush with embarrassment.

"Hmmm?"

Sakura glared at him and opened the door a little wider. His hair was ruffled and his mask was off. There was a faint flush to his features that reminded her of their encounter earlier in the day. He smiled at her and step backward while holding the towel low and out of her reach.

"I'm not coming out there to get it. Stop messing around, Kakashi," she almost growled. Her gaze drifted down to where the towel was in order to gauge how much of her body she could keep hidden if she jumped out to rip it from his fingers. It was subtle but he wasn't holding the towel all that naturally and she thought she saw his hand twitch as her gaze fell.

Kakashi should have just given her the towel and left well enough alone. He was now using the towel to hide his own problem from the girl in the doorway. The door was open wide enough now that he could see a big of her bare shoulder and leg. Just a few more inches and he would get a glimpse of a lot more. Maybe if he moved to the side he would see her through the mirror behind. He fought the urge to shake his head and mentally tried to snap out of whatever his hormones were making him do. Quickly he tossed the towel at her and turned away. Hoping to Kami that she wouldn't notice. That she hadn't noticed. That she would be quick so he could hop in the shower and take care of his little friend.

"Were you masturbating?"

Kakashi froze. He heard the sound of her hand hitting her mouth. Should he reply? He could feel the heat creep up the back of his neck. Was she curious or bothered by that? He glanced back at her and met her shocked gaze. She likely hadn't meant to actually ask him that.

He smiled cockily at her. "Yep."

She abruptly shut the door. Kakashi chuckled and sat back down on the couch. Would she come out in that teeny tiny towel?

"KAKASHI!" The door slammed open. He glanced up and saw exposed legs, a towel that barely covered and the pink face of an embarrassed young girl. Yup. There was something wrong with him and he didn't know how to fight it. He watched as Saki ran to her bag for a change of clothes, trying to keep herself covered. As she bent down Kakashi saw the curve of her ass and felt his cock throb painfully. He couldn't handle this anymore.

Sakura stood with a bundle of clothes in her hand ready to return to the bathroom when she saw Kakashi run in there and slam the door. The sound of the shower followed soon after. She walked to the door and banged on it repeatedly.

"I wasn't done in there!"

"Occupied." The young Kakashi's voice said with an edge of finality.

Sakura's hand went to the doorknob.

"I wouldn't do that, Saki." Kakashi's voice was right behind the door now. "Not unless you want to help me with my problem?"

Sakura stepped away from the door as if it were on fire. She could feel a familiar warmth spreading through her body. Was he really doing that? Was it because of her? She wanted to yell pervert but a smile fell on her lips instead before she shook her head and walked as far away from the bathroom as she could. She should be disturbed. Grossed out. Repulsed. But she liked it. She liked this. She was screwed.