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Sunday, April 14, 2013

Behind the Porcelain Mask

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of its characters and make no money from this. Masashi Kishimoto does.


"I hear you'll be testing your first genins today," Kakashi stated casually.

They were leaning on the same tree, on opposites side of it, and reading quietly.

"I am. I still have a few hours before, though," Sakura replied as she flipped a page.

"Have you decided how you'll test them?" he asked, curiosity evident in his voice.

"I'll make sure to bury one student alive and scare the girl to death while the idiot is starving somewhere," she answered, smirking to herself.

"Ah, bell test, then?" he replied, barely hiding his pride.

"Will you lend me your bells? I didn't buy any yet," Sakura said as she crawled to his side of the tree.

"I'm afraid I can't do that," he responded, shaking his head. "Bells have to be earned."

"What?" she growled. "But I already managed to steal the bells from you!"

"Looks like you'll have to do it again," he let out cheerfully, smiling.

"Kakashi-senpai!" she screamed in anger as she pounced on him, immediately reaching for the bells.


Part 2
Dealing With a New Kakashi

Chapter Four: Unsuccessful


The clock was ticking. Tick, tock, tick tock. Regular and constant. Continuous. The ink that filled the pages of her novel appeared as nothing more than indecipherable stains to Sakura's eyes. The couch was too hard. Her butt was starting to go numb from the lack of cushion. After a glance at the clock, Sakura groaned. Kakashi had been gone only for thirty-six minutes. It would still be a while before he came back. At least, he'd bought some more light bulbs the last time he'd gone out. If she'd had to spend her afternoon in the darkness, victims would have been made.

Snapping her book shut, Sakura got up to replace it in her pack.

"That inconsiderate bastard," she muttered under her breath as she paced around the room, hands fidgeting.

If Kakashi didn't show up with dinner, she would punch him. Hard.

"Can't even tell me when he fucking leaves," Sakura grumbled as she plopped back down on the white couch.

Good thing they weren't in summer. The leather would have made it even more unbearable to sit on this wretched piece of furniture.

Kakashi had left without even telling her. He had waited for her to be busy with checking all the take-out menus before he sneaked out of the apartment. Now, she was stuck alone and without food because, of course, he carried the money they were provided for the mission.

"I swear," Sakura groaned as she clenched her fists, barely resisting the urge to smash the coffee table.

Last night had been awkward, but had it been that bad?

They had shared the bed, as always. Both of them had been extra careful to make sure not even a hair of their heads tickled the other. She had worn pants and a long-sleeved shirt, even if she was practically sweating in it since the apartment was heated. They both managed to fall asleep, and waking up wasn't as bad. Their morning routines were different and they didn't need to be in the same room for very long.

Sakura's eyes settled on the tv in front of her.

She rarely ever watched it. Her free time wasn't spent with such leisure and entertainment. There were always patients in the hospital, poisons to be designed or antidotes to be discovered in the lab, annoying chuunins to be trained...

Perhaps now was the perfect time to see what all the hype was about. Ino had said something about a particularly good show.

Sakura leaned forward and grabbed the remote, grimacing as she examined all the buttons on it. She would probably be able to keep herself busy all afternoon with this puzzle.


There were steps outside on the other side of the door, for the seventeenth time. Sakura could hear keys jingling after the person had pulled them out of his pocket. The last time, it had been their adjacent neighbor. Her eyes were locked onto the doorknob, watching it like a hawk. The steps stopped, letting her know that the person was standing in front of the door. A key was shoved in the lock and Sakura stood from the couch, muscles tense and ready to pounce. The lock clicked. He was coming in.

He was coming in. His hands were empty.

"I thought you'd been kidnapped," Sakura spat as she crossed her arms over her chest, fingers tapping her biceps rapidly. "You man-child."

"You would have argued if you knew I was going alone," Kakashi replied nonchalantly as he closed the door behind him.

"And somehow that justifies it?" she let out, exasperated. "You didn't even buy dinner!"

"I didn't know what you wanted?" he replied tentatively, eyeing her as he made his way to the kitchen.

"You don't care what I want!" she roared as she stalked towards him, arms painfully stiff at her sides. "You just do whatever you want and expect me to follow!"

"That's what captains do," Kakashi retorted as he opened the fridge.

His eye narrowed when he found it completely empty. It was only natural. They were only there for a week. They wouldn't bother to stock it.

"You're being unfair," Sakura argued, grasping his arm and forcing him to face her.

"No," Kakashi ground out as he shook her hand off. "I'm making sure you stay safe."

"This could qualify as a C-ranked mission," she growled while taking a step towards him to stand barely a foot away. "Don't go saying you're worried for me."

"I am," he sighed, leaning on the wall behind him and crossing his arms on his chest. "No matter what rank you assume this mission to be, this is ANBU. This isn't a game."

"Whether you like it or not," Sakura whispered harshly as he put a finger to his chest. "I'm your teammate. You can't keep me out of missions."

"Quit ANBU," Kakashi ordered, stoic as he looked down at her.

"Only when you will," she snapped, fisting her hand in his shirt.

"I didn't join to have you follow me around and get yourself killed," he roared as he stood straight and grabbed her shoulders to push her back a little.

"You're full of crap!" Sakura shouted as she shoved him into the wall, seeing red. "I'm one of the top jonins in Konoha! Don't you dare say I can't take care of myself."

"I'm saying that ANBU is dangerous," Kakashi muttered, pushing himself off the wall to head to the bedroom.

"Even after a decade you don't trust my abilities?" she questioned as she gripped his shoulders and turned him around.

"Not when you're deluding yourself into believing I need your help," he rasped.

"That's it! I've had enough!" Sakura screamed as she aimed a punch to his face, which he barely managed to dodge.


"For fuck's sake, Sakura!" Kakashi shouted as he clutched his bleeding head.

She hadn't meant to throw the clock at him. She really hadn't.

"Let me see," Sakura said meekly as she pried his hand away from his forehead.

She had heard it ticking again and it had been too much. She had to destroy the damned thing.

"Shouldn't you apologize?" Kakashi asked, sitting still on the floor while she examined him.

He had a large gash and it bled profusely. Damn it.

"No," she said sternly as she started closing the wound.

"You made my head bleed," he replied all too seriously.

"You deserved it." Or the clock did, at the least.

"Sakura, look at me," Kakashi growled when she was done healing his forehead.

"What --" It was too late when she looked at him.

His Sharingan was spinning. Immediately, she found herself tied to a table in an environment completely unfamiliar to her. It seemed endless, just darkness. No matter how hard she struggled, her restraints gave no sign of weakness.

"What is it that little Sakura fears?" Kakashi's voice said, resonating from every direction.

Sakura swallowed the lump that formed in her throat. She had never experienced the Sharingan before, not in any way.

"You're scared I'll die," he let out after a few seconds of thought.

She bit her lip, feeling her heart pumping wildly in her chest already.

"You don't think I'll do it," he said. "It seems you're forgetting who I am, Sakura-chan."

Her eyes widened. He was kidding. He had to be.

"Let's do it," he chuckled.

A chill ran down her spine. Sakura had heard this voice of his before, always reserved for his enemies. He wasn't kidding.

Kakashi appeared to her side,  several feet away and standing proud in his ANBU uniform.

"Kakashi," she called brokenly. "Let me go."

"You shouldn't show such weakness, Sakura-chan." Kakashi cooed as he stepped towards her. "Do you know what happens to ninja who display emotions and weakness, hm?"

"K-Kakashi, don't," she pleaded, fighting against her restraints once more and turning her head away to avoid looking at him.

It was futile.

Kakashi let out a pained howl.

Sakura's head spun to the other side to see what had caused it only to find that the blade of a sword was lodged in his chest, sticking out from his back. Blood was gushing out of the wound and she knew that nothing could be done to save him. It had gone right through his heart, she could tell.

Her teeth clamped down on her bottom lip, drawing blood, and tears welled up in her eyes. This wasn't real, she tried to remind herself. It was all an illusion.

"S-Sakura," Kakashi called desperately, reaching for her.

The table disappeared below her, leaving her to lie on the floor and free to move. Sakura didn't move an inch, every of her muscles to stiff it hurt. It wasn't real. It wasn't.

"Help me," he pleaded.

Tears ran down her cheeks and she forced herself to repress the sobs that tried to escape. Kakashi was okay. He wasn't bleeding to death right next to her with no hope of being saved.

She heard his body fall on the floor. She knew that he was dead now. He wasn't getting back up.

Images of the day he had been brought to the hospital, in ANBU uniform and on the verge of death, replayed in her mind. She could see the amount of blood he had lost staining the hospital floor, feel his pulse weaken under her fingers. The despair and panic she had felt in that moment coursed through her system with the same intensity they had back then, forcing her to relive every second of it. She wanted to cry out, to beg him, to hit her head against the floor until it stopped. But she couldn't. This wasn't real and she couldn't break.

"Sakura," Kakashi called out. "Open your eyes, it's over."

Sakura did as she was told, letting go of the breath she'd been holding when she recognized the apartment.

Before he could say anything else, she sprang to her feet and locked herself in the bathroom.

Sakura turned the shower on mechanically before slipping out of her clothes and sitting in the tub. The hot water soothed her nerves a little, but it did little to stop the the wild beating of her heart or the fear that still gripped it.

"Sakura," she heard Kakashi call from the living room.

She didn't reply.

"Sakura," he said again, firmer. "I'm your team captain. You'll do as I say."

Her hands flew to her head, grabbing her hair tightly and shutting her eyes. She didn't have much of a choice but to listen to him.

Once she was certain he wouldn't talk to her anymore, Sakura stood up. She tried to calm herself down as she could, but the image of Kakashi pierced by a sword remained fresh in her mind, refusing to be buried.


Kakashi was asleep next to her. Sakura was pretty certain it was very late, well past the middle of the night. Still, she couldn't sleep. Whenever she succumbed to exhaustion, nightmares plagued her mind, inspired by the illusion he had forced on her.

She was crying again, unable to stop herself. She practically felt twelve years old again.

Her body trembled against her will, no matter how much she tried to remind herself that she would wake him up if she didn't quiet down soon. Disobeying her, her throat let free a small whimper.

What if he really did die? What if she couldn't save him?

Would she be left alone?

A sob escaped her and she clamped a hand on her mouth to silence herself.

"Sakura?" Kakashi called, voice heavily laden with sleep.

When she didn't respond, he turned to face her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Sakura?"

"What?" she replied, realizing that he wouldn't ignore her and go back to sleep.

"Are you crying?"

"No," she lied.

"You are," he muttered, tugging on her shoulder until she laid on her back.

His face hovered above her as he inspected her and his fingers came up to wipe the tears from her cheek.

"Why are you crying?" Kakashi asked, pulling back a little.

"It's nothing," Sakura whispered, rolling onto her side with her back to him. "Let me sleep."

She tensed when she felt Kakashi inch closer to her. One of his arms wrapped around her and pulled her closer to him, hugging her to him loosely. As much as she disliked admitting it, she enjoyed the proximity.

"Is it what I made you see?" he breathed against her neck, his other hand coming up to stroke her hair.

"Kakashi-senpai..." Sakura whispered, clasping her hand over his, which laid on her stomach. "I'm fine."

"People who are fine don't cry in the middle of the night," Kakashi muttered.

"Alright, I'm not okay," she ground out, tightening her hand around his and backing up against him. "So what?"

New tears rolled down her cheeks, the pain she had felt just minutes earlier returning in full force. The warmth he emanated soothed her a little, but it wasn't enough to lull her back into a comfortable state.

"What's going on?" he asked, still caressing her hair.

"Don't you know already?" Sakura sighed, swallowing the lump in her throat.

"I know you miss them," Kakashi whispered weakly. "I wish I could do something."

"Kakashi-senpai, you've got it all wrong," she said, shaking her head. "It's the thought of losing you that hurts so much."

"What are you talking about?" he replied. "It's never affected you like this before."

"I've never been so close to losing you," Sakura cried out as she turned around and threw her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. "Don't you understand I just can't lose you too?"

Kakashi remained silent, holding her tighter to himself.

"If you die," she whispered, biting back a sob. "I really don't know what I'll do. I just couldn't take it."


Maybe it was because of the warmth that radiated from his body. Or the way he held her. Maybe even it was because of the way he had said her name, but she kissed him without warning. Her arms tightened around him and she pressed her body flush against his, sighing in satisfaction when his masked lips moved against hers.

Sakura pulled down his mask without waiting for his permission. Before she could kiss him again, he pushed her on her back and rolled on top of her. Barely a second later, his lips were on hers again. Their kiss was broken again when Sakura pulled his shirt up to remove it, taking a second to run a hand up his chest before he did the same for her shirt.

Her pants and underwear didn't take long to join the rest of the clothes on the floor. Kakashi kissed his way down her neck, moving down to tease one of her nipples.

"Kakashi..." Sakura whispered, tugging at his pants.

Obediently, he pulled them down before settling between her thighs.Sakura whimpered weakly, locking her legs around his  hips. It stung a little when he thrust into her, but she moaned nonetheless and tightened the grip of her legs, loving the warmth that traveled from her crotch to her breasts.

Sakura tugged at his arms until he lay over her, pressed to her. She wrapped her own arms around him, clinging to him as she breathed heavily into the crook of his neck. Immediately, he imitated her, giving her neck a kiss every now and then.

Kakashi's pace was faster than the last time, harsher. Sakura whimpered in his arms, reveling in the feel of his skin against hers. He was warm. His chest was hard and pressed down on her breasts almost painfully every time he sank back into her, making her whimper quietly under him. While his stubble scratched her shoulder, his hair tickled her cheek, creating an interesting contrast of sensation for Sakura.

His hand trailed down her stomach to her sex so he could stimulate her clit, but she pulled his hand away.

"No, just keep going," Sakura breathed in his ear.

Kakashi grunted in response and his hands moved to grip her hips, thrusting into her faster and a little harder. A moan escaped his lips as his pace changed, his pleasure seemingly escalating. The sound made Sakura's body tingle and she curled up against him, whimpering again.

"Kakashi," she whispered, tangling her fingers in his hair.

"Let me --" Before he could finish his sentence, he grunted and stiffened against her, breathing ragged.

Kakashi stopped moving for a few seconds. "I can do something different if..."

"This is perfect," she breathed out, grinding her hips into his and making him moan again. "Please, don't stop."

He complied, resuming the movement of his hips. Sakura gasped, feeling her legs quivering against him. Kakashi groaned, gripping her hips against as his pace became erratic.

"Kakashi," she moaned into his ear.

Sakura could feel that he was on the verge. Butterflies filled her stomach and she closed her eyes, focusing entirely on him. He was panting against her neck, grunting with every thrust. His chest rubbed against hers smoothly thanks to the thin layer of sweat that now coated their bodies and every time he sank in her, her hips moved to meet his.

Even with her eyes closed, Sakura could feel the world spinning around her. There was nothing to see in the darkness. Only him to feel, his moans to hear, his warmth to comfort her.

"Sakura," he grunted as he gave one final thrust, spilling his seed in her.

Kakashi lay down at her side, pulling her into his embrace. Sleep wasn't hard to find now that she was relaxed.


Sakura woke up to the smell of food. Cracking one eye open, she could see Kakashi moving about in the kitchen. Before she could stand up, she realized she was naked once more. The night before replayed in her mind, or at least, the feelings did since she had seen none of it. Sakura groaned, throwing an arm over her eyes. They had had sex again.

How was it that even if she knew it shouldn't have happened she was still happy about it?

She had been bawling her eyes out and Kakashi had made her feel peaceful instead. Sure, the whole ordeal had been caused by him in the first place, but thinking about how his skin had felt under her fingertips, she didn't regret it. Kakashi was a good lover.

Comfort was hard to come by for ninja. When it was within your reach, you took it, Sakura convinced herself.

Another question remained. Why had he slept with her?

Kakashi entered the room. "You're awake."

Sakura nodded as she sat up, not bothering to cover herself when the blanket pooled around her hips. He'd seen it all. Twice. His gaze lingered on her chest for a second, but he was quick to look back up.

"Breakfast is on the table," he said before exiting the room.

He had pulled the door almost closed, but not quite. There was still a small space between it and the wall.

Sakura was tempted to waltz into the kitchen stark naked, but resisted. The situation was already awkward enough. If he wanted to catch a glimpse of her through the crack of a door, then so be it.

As she dressed, she made sure to place herself where he could see her if he wanted. If he was testing whether or not she was fine with last night, he'd have his answer. If he was just being a pervert, she could still punch him.

"I hope you didn't get natto again," Sakura muttered as she entered the kitchen.

She hadn't smelled any, but maybe she had just been lucky.

"No," Kakashi replied as he handed her a small bag. "I found this strange place with breakfast sandwiches."

"Breakfast sandwiches?" Sakura asked, frowning.

She dug in the bag curiously, fishing out the small wrapped sandwich. It definitely smelled better than natto.

"Biscuit, egg, bacon and cheese. It's what they eat further in the east, apparently," Kakashi explained as he retrieved his own food and unwrapped it.

"Sounds good," Sakura replied with a smile as she sat down.

After her first bite, she hummed loudly. "That is so good."

"It's too greasy," he complained, but bit into it again. "Of course you'd like it."

As always, his book covered his face. Luckily, after more than a decade, she had long given up on trying to see his face. His habit wasn't enraging anymore, she just lived with it and let him have his privacy if he wanted it so bad.

"Why did you buy it then?" Sakura muttered as she finished her meal, licking the fat off her fingers.

Kakashi remained silent.

Sakura eyed him suspiciously, but her lips broke into a broad smile. "Thanks, Kakashi-senpai. I appreciate it."

As frustrating as he could be, he had his adorable moments.

"What's the plan for today?"

"Another visit to miss Hana," Kakashi replied as he stood up to throw the wrappers in the trash.

"I guess that means I get to be bored here again," Sakura grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I'm afraid yes," he answered, shrugging his shoulders.

"You better be back with dinner this time," Sakura warned as she stepped in the living room, throwing him a glance over her shoulder through narrowed eyes.

"Don't worry. My forehead won't let me forget how mad you get if I don't feed you," Kakashi groaned, rubbing his bruised forehead.

He looked so attractive without his hitai-ate.

"You should go back to that place where you got breakfast," Sakura said, smirking. "I'll go take a shower now."

If he really did bring back junk food again for dinner, then she would forgive him for the previous day.


When Kakashi showed up with dinner -- with fast food -- Sakura was ecstatic. Tempura, fried rice and even dango for dessert. He couldn't have done better.

As he set the table, Sakura sat down, breaking up chopsticks apart and squirming in her seat. It had been a while since she'd had such a deliciously over fried meal.

"Thank you, Kakashi-senpai!" she exclaimed when she sat down and started digging into her meal right away.

Kakashi looked decidedly unhappy, but Sakura couldn't care less. She had gotten her way.

"So how'd it go?" she asked, taking a bite of shrimp.

"I think I gave her a heart attack, but she'll live," he answered, shrugging his shoulders.

"Do you think she'll obey?" The tempura was great.

"I'm not sure," Kakashi said as he pulled down his mask.

Sakura's eyes practically bulged out of her skull.

"What?" he let out, frowning. "You've seen it already."

"No!" Sakura cried out as she stood abruptly, slapping her hands on the table. "It was too dark!"

It was his turn to look dumbstruck.

"So that's what you're hiding?" she gasped, inspecting his face.

Kakashi touched his cheek self-consciously. "What are you talking about?"

"The only thing that's normal about you," Sakura crowed, grinning.

"You're mean, Sakura," he replied, pouting.

Pouting with those pale, thin lips that had kissed her several times already.

"You just had not to make such a big deal out of it," she snickered before moving her attention back to her meal.

The rest of their dinner was spent in silence, with Kakashi sulking on his side of the table and Sakura grinning uncontrollably on the other.


When time came to go to bed, Sakura and Kakashi headed to the bedroom together. Before entering it, they threw each other a careful glance, as if trying to guess what the other was thinking. On Sakura's side, at the least, that was certainly true.

In the end, it couldn't be such a big deal that they slept together, Sakura told herself. It wasn't that uncommon for teammates to move towards a casual sexual relationship. After all, they spent a lot of time together and knew everything that had happened. Words weren't needed and expectations were clear. Comfort, pleasure and a blank mind for a little while, then back to normal life.

Sakura watched Kakashi as he removed his shirt. Biting down on her tongue, she tried not to think too much of how sexy her ex-sensei was. It had been one thing to fantasize about him as a kid, but it was another entirely to experience the real thing. Even his voice was sexy.

Ignoring the way her body heated up at the several naughty thoughts that invaded her mind, Sakura removed her pants and t-shirt. She hadn't made a habit of sleeping in panties and a tank top when he was there, but decided to stay that way for that night. It was too warm for sweatpants and a long-sleeved shirt again. If Kakashi could sleep shirtless, then she it shouldn't matter that she slept like that, she told herself.

When Kakashi's hand touched her hip, Sakura jumped, startled out of her thoughts.

"I'll set the alarm clock," he said as he waited for her to step aside so he could reach it.

Sakura held her breath as she backed away, biting her lip. She wished she could have been alone for a little while. Or maybe she could go take a shower and he wouldn't hear what she was doing if the water was loud enough?

"Is seven fine?" Kakashi asked, glancing at her.

Without his mask and headband, it was too easy to want to kiss him again.


Sakura nodded quickly, giving him a lopsided smile. She was getting far too carried away, but her libido wasn't making it easy on her.

"Is everything fine?" he let out as he faced her, brushing his fingers against one of her arms.

His eyes were  half-closed, watching her intently as he waited for her answer. He was standing a little too close to her. He smelled so nice. She would have to make sure he brought back more that soap he'd bought.

That was too much.

"Yes," Sakura blurted out as she moved towards the door. "I'll just go take a shower before I go to sleep. Don't wait for me."

Just as she reached for the doorknob, he grabbed her arm.

"You're aroused," he said, as if it was normal to say such things.

"W-What?" Sakura gasped, turning to face him with wide eyes.

How did he even know?

"Are you sure you want to take a shower?" he asked as he backed her up against the wall, putting a hand on each side of her head.

Sakura remained silent, jaw slack and cheeks flushed.

"Tell me what you want, Sakura," Kakashi whispered, brushing his lips against her ear.

Her head rolled back against the wall, eyes closed and breathing quickening. A shower paled in comparison to what he was offering.

"You seem like you could help," she breathed out, one hand sliding up his chest.

"Is that so?" he chuckled, grinning as his head retreated to take a good look at her. "How? Like this?"

One of his hands pressed against her hip before traveling up to her breast, fondling it roughly. Sakura gasped and arched into his touch, whimpering faintly. Kakashi pulled her shirt off and kneeled down to place kisses on her hips and stomach, working his way up slowly until his lips latched on her nipple.

"Kakashi-senpai," Sakura groaned before sucking in a sharp breath.

Her skin was already tingling, her heart beating violently and she couldn't see past him even if she tried to. Tangling her hands in his hair, she sighed contentedly as he sucked on her breast.

"What is it?" Kakashi replied, glancing up at her as he released her nipple. "Do you want me to do something else?"

His fingers slipped under the elastic of her panties, playing with it for a little.

"Is this where you want me to continue?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.

Sakura nodded and whimpered, tugging at his hair to make him hurry a bit. He pulled her panties down her legs in one swift movement before standing straight to press his lips against hers softly. Relaxing against him, Sakura responded easily to the kiss, enjoying the way his touches were so careful yet still sent shivers down her spine.

Hooking a hand under each of her thighs, he lifted her up and pressed his body to hers, trapping her between him and the wall. Sakura groaned as she felt his erection against her core and ground her hips against his. A grunt escaped his lips and he bit down on her neck, causing Sakura to gasp at the unexpected sensation. He hadn't bitten down enough to break the skin, but it stung nonetheless. Somehow, it still turned her on.

"You're in a hurry, aren't you?" he chuckled, pressing small kisses to the teeth mark he had left.

Sakura hummed, giving his words little thoughts since she felt his hand snaking between their bodies and heading towards her crotch. It wasn't long before his thumb was drawing circles on her clit again, making her moan loudly as jolts of pleasure coursed through her body. She'd been so aroused before they even started that she was practically on the verge of her climax already. Her legs were quivering against his hips and her arms tightened their hold around his shoulders, clinging to him desperately.

"Hold on tight," Kakashi ordered.

Obeying without thought, Sakura secured the grip of her legs on him before his hand let go of her thigh and disappeared between her thighs to join the other. He slid one of his fingers between the lips of her sex tentatively before pushing it inside of her slowly. Sakura tensed against him, hips jerking and moaning again.

She was so close.

When Kakashi's movements picked up a regular pace, Sakura's breathing came out in ragged pants as she shook, hoping her grip on him wouldn't falter. The last thing she wanted was falling on her butt when she was on the verge of an intense orgasm.

As if guessing her thoughts had strayed for a moment, Kakashi kissed her again, demanding her full attention once more. His tongue traced her lips and they parted for him, allowing his tongue to brush against her own. Sakura groaned in the kiss before letting her head roll back so she could breathe freely, needing the air far too much right then. Kakashi's tongue flicked her lip as he sped up his ministrations.

"How about I do the same but a bit lower now?" he offered, voice so husky it made Sakura tremble.

Imagining Kakashi going down on her, Sakura gasped. If he was as talented with his tongue as he was with his fingers, then she was in for a treat. The simple thought of it was enough to push Sakura over the edge she'd been dangling from for the last few minutes already.

"Kakashi!" she screamed as she bucked against him, shutting her eyes tightly as she let the waves of pleasures rock her body.

While Sakura mellowed in his arms, Kakashi lowered them to the floor carefully. Cracking one eye open to take a peek at him, she smiled. He was watching her, eyes a little too wide and his lips slightly parted. Clearly, he hadn't expected her to come so quickly. In all honesty, she hadn't either, but it seemed she'd been more worked up than she had first thought.

"Do you want to go sleep now?" he asked after a little while, when her breathing was back to normal.

Glancing down at his crotch, Sakura could see there was still a tent in his pants and smirked. "Wouldn't that be unfair to you?"

"I'm fine," he said as he helped her stand up.

Frowning, Sakura made her way to the bed and dropped on it on her back, splayed comfortably over most of it and exposing her entire body to Kakashi's view.

"I'm sure you could be better than fine," Sakura teased, watching him as she ran a hand down her body.

After all of this, her eyes felt like they would close against her will. She was so relaxed she could just fall asleep peacefully right then, but she was determined not to. Kakashi had been all too generous with her and not returning the favor wouldn't be right. The way he observed her, tense and with obvious lust, clearly told her had lied about being fine. Even he wasn't immune to the pleasures of the flesh, after all.

"Do you want me, Kakashi-senpai?" she cooed as he stepped closer and she sat up.

Kakashi remained silent, but Sakura didn't need an answer to know what he was thinking. With a coy smile, she pushed his pants down and wrapped her fingers around his erection. She had been right, he was on the large side. The muscles in his abdomen tightened but he didn't move an inch.

"You don't have to do this," he said, voice strained.

"Do you want me or not?" she asked, looking up at him with a frown.

She wasn't sixteen. If she offered him her body, it meant she was fine with it. The awkward moments when she wasn't comfortable enough with herself to refuse a man were far behind her.

When he still didn't answer, Sakura ran her tongue on his shaft, satisfied when he grunted and gripped her head.

"Do you want me?" she repeated as she sat back down, lowering herself to the bed again.

"Yes," Kakashi finally admitted.

"Then go ahead," she purred, stretching her arms out to encourage him to join her in the bed.

After a moment of hesitation, Kakashi finally settled between her thighs and buried himself inside of her with a loud groan. Sakura whimpered as her eyes slid shut, enjoying the warmth that pooled in her belly. Gripping her hips, he lifted her up a little so it was easier for him to grind his hips into hers.

"Kakashi-senpai," Sakura moaned, although too tired to feel more than a warm tingling. "Harder, please."

Kakashi complied easily, grunting as he pounded into her. Sakura took the time to observe him, smiling as she noticed he was gritting his teeth while his eyes roamed her body appreciatively.

"Senpai!" Sakura cried out when he hit just the right spot, sending a small wave of pleasure directly into her clit. "Please, don't stop!"

Much to her surprise, one of Kakashi's hands clamped down on her mouth. Her eyes blinked rapidly as she looked in his for an explanation.

"I don't need you to play along to turn me on," he rasped as he removed his hand and placed it back down on her hip.

Heat flared up in Sakura's cheeks. It wasn't the first time she had exaggerated pleasure to arouse a partner when it was his time to have his fun, but never before had they noticed, let alone called her off on it.

Just as she started worrying that she was in fact not all that attractive to Kakashi, he moaned and shut his eyes, tightening his hold on her as his thrusts became harder and faster.

"Sakura," he ground out, opening his eyes to watch her again.

"Kakashi-senpai..." Sakura breathed out, running her hands up his chest, enjoying its warmth and the way it moved along with his breathing.

Her hips jerked against his when he sank in her once more, hitting just the right spot. She moaned weakly and let her head roll back on the mattress, relaxing under him. Even though she was still exhausted, she couldn't say she didn't enjoy this. The sounds Kakashi emitted made the experience worthwhile just by themselves.

"Sakura, I... I'm gonna come," he warned, shutting his eyes again.

After a few erratic thrusts, she felt the warmth of his seed fill her and breathed out in satisfaction. There was something about knowing that he had taken as much pleasure from her as she had from him that boosted her ego.

Moments later, he collapsed at her side, taking some time to regain his breathing.

"How did you know I was just doing it for your benefit?" Sakura asked several minutes later, turning her head to look at him.

Kakashi looked back at her, a small smile on his lips. "The same way I knew you were aroused."

"And how would that be? My skin was flushed?" she replied, frowning.

"I have a very sensitive nose," he muttered as he stood to retrieve his pants.

Sakura's eyes widened and she sat up immediately, mouth gaping open. Of course, she'd been aware of his acute sense of smell, but this was embarrassing.

"That does mean you're always able to tell, right?" she gasped. "Like, everything. My periods and all?"

"Yes," he answered flatly.

Sakura could see his cheeks had taken a discreet tint of red as well, letting her know that this fact bothered him as much as her.

"That's disgusting," Sakura let out bluntly.

"It most definitely is after team training," he said, sounding annoyed.

"Sorry," she mumbled, putting her fingers to her lips as she realized he might be a little insulted. "I didn't mean to offend you."

 "Forget about it, will you?" he let out as he climbed back on the bed and pulled the blanket over him.



When Sakura woke up the next day, she found herself in Kakashi's arms. His chin was leaning on the top of her head and she could feel his breathing on her hair. Even their legs were tangled together. The material of his pants was rough against her leg, making it itch.

When she moved down to scratch it, she felt Kakashi stir and then stiffen, most likely as surprised about their position as she was.

"Morning," she said as she moved away from him and stood up on the floor, stretching her limbs.

"Good morning," he replied hesitantly, watching her.

It was probably because she was still naked, but at this point she didn't care. If he wasn't comfortable with a little nudity after all this, then it was his darn problem.

"Don't you think you're giving the neighbors a good show?" he chuckled, pointing to the window.

Sakura spun on her heels to look at the window, gasping as she remember that it faced another apartment building. Squealing, she lunged forward to pull the curtains closed. Luckily, she hadn't seen anyone, but that didn't mean no one had seen anything.

"Do you think they saw us yesterday?" she asked as she started dressing.

"It was too dark," he said as he exited the room.

Deciding that he must be right, Sakura followed him into the kitchen.

"We don't have anything to eat," Kakashi said as he saw her.

"We can go get something," she replied, shrugging her shoulders.

Usually, he would have woken up earlier to go buy something, but it seemed he had slept in today. Why did he even do that anyway?

"Go take a shower, I'll go," he let out as he went back in the bedroom to get a shirt.

"Why?" Sakura asked, watching him curiously. "I'll be ready in a minute."

When he didn't answer, she took a sniff at herself.

"Do I smell? Is it that?" she blurted out, suddenly very conscious of her body odor since she had no idea what he could possibly smell.

"No, you smell good," he answered as he walked by her to go put his shoes on. "I enjoy taking a walk alone in the morning."

"Oh," she let out as she stepped in the living room, hugging her arms to her chest to cover herself. "Okay."

Standing in a room in just her panties while he was fully dressed was a bit awkward.

"You should dress before I come back," he mumbled as he shrugged into his coat.

"What?" Sakura let out, frowning. "Why do you have to tell me that?"

"Just in case," Kakashi answered with a sigh. "A naked twenty-something woman is quite distracting."

She smirked as he spoke, realizing that there was nothing to be offended about in his suggestion.

"I'll make sure to look forty-something by the time you come back then," Sakura teased, biting on the tip of her thumb.

When he opened the door, she noticed he hesitated, taking a second to let his gaze linger on her exposed body. She could have sworn he had muttered something under his breath when he left, but she was unable to understand it.


It was time to leave. Their week was up and their target was still adamant about dating their client's son. Sakura sighed as she packed her bags, disliking the whole situation. It had been a long time since she'd failed a mission and the same certainly applied to Kakashi.

"Tsunade is going to kill us for failing something so simple," Sakura mumbled as she zipped up the last of her bags.

"I have a feeling she was expecting this mission to be more complicated," Kakashi replied as he shouldered his own.

"You think so?" she asked, arching an eyebrow.

"I told you. This is an ANBU mission," he said, now serious. "They're not supposed to be this easy."

"So she expects a follow-up mission, doesn't she?" Sakura thought out loud as she put her coat on before grabbing her bag and heading for the door.

"Yes," Kakashi said as he opened the door and let her through first so he could lock it behind them. "We'll probably be back in within a month."


Next Chapter: Different View

Back in Konoha, Kakashi and Sakura report their failure to Tsunade. After this, Kakashi seems to avoid Sakura at all costs. Refusing to accept it, Sakura confronts him about it.



  1. This is the best by far :) This is my favorite pairing and you are seriously talented. Thank you so much! Keep up the good work

    1. Thank you! I'm glad you're enjoying my writing. I'll try and post an update for it soon!

  2. I love how you write and I love this couple! I've been following your work on devianart too, keep it up and I really can't wait for the next chapter ^^ Thank you so much!

    1. What are you thanking me for? :P

      I'm the one who's got to thank you for reading my work!

      Also, thanks for following me on DA. I'm glad you're reading my stuff here too, because my DA updates tend to be delayed, haha!

  3. Hey there!
    I love this pairing ;) and I'm an avid reader of your stories.
    Anyways, I read your post about your separation with your boyfriend :( and i just wanted to say how sorry I am you're going through a tough time right now. Chin up! You're a nice person, I can tell. That combined with your talent in writing you have a lot to be happy about 8) (sorry if this was none of my business)

    I especially like this Behind the Porcelain Mask story you're doing. I love how you're taking you're time and not rushing the story. And Sakura's dream? That was great. Do I smell plot? ;p I can't wait to see where you go with this story. But take your time! Do whatever makes you happy with it :)

    1. Hello!

      Thank you for reading my stories! It's always a pleasure to know people read more than one of my works...

      Thanks for your concern as well, but let me reassure you, I am fine! Even if we had been together five years, the seperation was rather mutual and we're both okay with it. It's just for the best.

      I really try hard to take my time with it! It's my little baby project to learn and really flesh out a plot... I hope you'll enjoy it to the end!

      Should you have Skype or something, feel free to add me! It's Lola.Lot

  4. Have we lost you? :(

    1. No worries, I'm still there! I just haven't written in a while, been busy with work and a bunch of crap happening. I don't know when I'll be updating again but I'm not giving up on this.

    2. Phew! Thank you :)

  5. I love your kakasaku stories, you write really well and i hope you will be able to update this one soon because i really love it ! ;-)