DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO. I HAVE NOTHING. PLEASE DON’T SUE ME.

WARNING: RATED M FOR SEXUAL CONTENT

Dancing in the Moonlight

Darkness enclosed the still atmosphere, the stars shining through the navy sky.

All was calm, the trees swaying gently in the breeze. A shape shifted swiftly through the night. Jumping from limb to limb, the figure stopped, gazing down upon a crystal like river, eye locked on a black silhouette moving through the water.

“Ha-ha, so there you are…”

Weight lifted from the tree limb, as predator swooped in on its prey. With a soft thud, the figure landed on the river bank.

The noise caused the silhouette to pause, their back stiffened, as though they were listening intently.

“Hello, Sakura-Chan”

Jumping, Sakura turned around, staring at the silver haired copy-nin.

“Kakashi-Sensei what the hell? What are you doing here?”

“I was out for a midnight stroll, saw you down here, and thought, why don’t I say hello?” The jounin walked to the nearest tree and sat down, clearly preparing to make himself comfortable.

“Out…for…a…stroll?” Sakura repeated her right eye twitching as she tried to hide her anger. Here she was, standing in front of her ex-sensei, wearing nothing but a pair of black panties, her red medic hitai-ate and the binding she wrapped around her torso. In front of Kakashi Hatake, that was deadly, and Sakura was full aware of his perversive nature.

Bending down to pick up her red shirt, Sakura heard a definite ‘tut’ from the near by tree.

“What?” Sakura spat, proceeding to cover herself up.

“Oh, nothing…it just seems such a shame to cover up something so beautiful, and it’s such a warm night too, I would think you wo-” Kakashi was cut off mid sentence, as he dodged a flying shampoo bottle aimed at his head. Flying up into the tree, the shinobi caught the bottle.

“‘Sensually Smooth; for hair that leaves no loose ends’,” Kakashi paused, sneaking a sly look at Sakura with his onyx eye. “Sensually smooth, Sakura-Chan? I never thought you would be the one for ‘sensual smoothness’, with, ah, ‘no loose ends’.” Kakashi relished in her reaction, a smirk creasing the black fabric of his mask. How he loved to torment and infuriate her.

“Give me that now!”

“Sakura-Chan, where are your manners? Don’t you know how to respect your elders?” Sakura’s eye’s glowed dangerously, and Kakashi knew he was treading thin.

“Kakashi, would you, please, give me back my shampoo? It would be much, appreciated.” Sakura managed through gritted teeth.

“Why, of course Sakura-Chan, I do not wish to deter you from your bathing time any longer.” The shampoo bottle floated down to Sakura, and she violently caught it, stuffing it into a pink make-up bag she had obviously brought with her.

“Does that mean you are going to leave? So I can bathe in peace and private?”

“Leave? I wasn’t planning to. But please, don’t be affected by my presence, act as if I wasn’t even here.” Kakashi chirped, pulling a ragged orange-covered book from inside his jounin jacket.

“KAKASHI! YOU ARE THE MOST DISGUSTING, PERVERTED, OVERTLY ANIMATED MAN I HAVE EVER HAD THE MISFORTUNE OF MEETING!” Sakura bellowed. Leaves feel from the tree limb, as though frightened for their safety, opting to act in a kamikaze way to escape. “YOU EXPECT ME TO STRIP DOWN TO MY SHORT AND CURLY’S IN FRONT OF YOU? ARE YOU INSANE? YOU’D PROBABLY JUMP MY BONES THE MINUTE I UNSCREWED THE BOTTLE CAP ON MY SHAMPOO!” Sakura paused to take a breath. Her hair was strewn across her face, which was growing steadily scarlet with her rage. Kakashi wondered if she would explode. Seizing the opportunity, the copy-nin swiftly jumped from the tree, landing with a soft thud on the forest floor.

“Sakura-Chan, do you really think that little of me? Do you really think I would take advantage of you, for my own selfish needs? You should be careful what you imply; you might just find yourself regretting your words.” Kakashi slinked towards Sakura, his right hand in his pocket, while his left held the orange book, his eyes momentarily leaving the page.

“I, er, I…well no. I don’t think you would take advantage of me,” Sakura blushed as she spoke, ashamed of the insinuation she had made. “It’s just, uh! Kakashi-Sensei you truly are the most infuriating man!” Admitting defeat, Sakura stormed over to the tree, and roughly sat down, crossing her arms as she did.

“Kakashi?”

“Hmm?”

“Why did you really come out here tonight?” Sakura inquired. She knew there was more to his motives than ‘just a midnight stroll’.

“Sakura-Chan, I told you, I was just out for a little fresh air.”

“Bullshit, Kakashi.” Sakura’s language startled Kakashi, causing him to look up from his book. “I honestly don’t believe that for a second. You come out here, miles away from Konoha, when you know I’m on a mission, for a ‘bit of fresh air’?” Sakura air quoted the last words, making her look 12 years old again. Rising, Sakura moved to the silver haired shinobi, placing a comforting hand on his forearm. “I’m no longer a child, Kakashi, so please, don’t baby me.”

Kakashi looked into Sakura’s emerald green eyes. She was right. She was no longer the pink haired little girl he once knew. Physically, this was obvious. Sakura had matured into a stunningly beautiful woman. She was fairly tall, slender, and, although small, had a perfectly round bosom. Her face was thinner, all traces of her puppy fat gone. She had flawlessly shaped legs, which seemed to go on forever. Not only was she beautiful, but she was intelligent. She was the smartest genin Kakashi had ever met, yet she was always so, precautious. She was a love-struck teenage girl, with nothing but Sasuke Uchiha on her mind. “My,” Kakashi thought, “how things change.”

Moving away from Sakura, Kakashi found a spot on the river bank, sitting down, while stowing the book back into his jounin jacket. He patted the ground next to him, signalling that Sakura should take a seat.

“You really have changed in the last 12 years, haven’t you Sakura-Chan?”

“Oh you’re so perceptive, Sherlock Holmes. How did you ever figure that out?” Sakura grinned, her sarcasm oozing like a squashed peach.

Kakashi chuckled. Some things never change though, like her contempt for his demeanour. It also seems like pure habitat that she calls him “sensei”.

“You really want to know the reason I travelled out here to see you?” Kakashi treaded with caution, knowing that the reason would infuriate her. Deciding that a quick escape would be the best approach, Kakashi shifted his body weight to allow for it.

“Oh course I do Sensei. Otherwise, why the hell would I ask?”

“I was worried about you.”

“You were…you were what?” Sakura’s tone changed, and Kakashi braced himself for the explosion.

“Yes, I was worried about you. I know you haven’t been on a proper mission in awhile, and I knew you would be on your own, so I…checked on you.”

Silence resounded through the forest clearing. Moonlight exposed the ground, trees hiding in the shadows, acting as if they had something to conceal.

Sakura’s mind was reeling. “He was worried about me? Why was he worried about me?” She knew she should feel angry, annoyed that he feels she is that incompetent as an elite jounin, a studied kunoichi that she would fail somehow in her mission, yet she knew this was not true. Against her will, Sakura found herself, warm, at the thought he cared. He was worried about her not because he thought she was incompetent, but because he cared for her. She couldn’t help but wonder how far these emotions ran within him.

Kakashi sat, watching Sakura’s expressions through the moonlight. Her face was hard to read. One moment she would have furrowed brow, and the next her face would relax, with the slight trace of a smile, and then it would change back into furrowed brow. It was a continuous circle. The jounin gathered that she was fighting an inner battle, trying to decide whether to kill him, or thank him.

“Er, well…you needn’t have worried Kakashi-Sensei. I’m a perfectly capable kunoichi. I can handle myself.” Sakura sternly replied, rising as she spoke to him. “It’s a complete waste of your time to come out here checking up on me. I’m sure you have some very valuable Icha Icha reading to do.”

Kakashi looked at the smirk on her face, and was thankful she was not mad. “I can read Icha Icha anywhere, as you well know I do.”

“You’re a perverted dirty old man…and I wouldn’t want you any other way.” Sakura bent down, and kissed the silver haired jounin on the head. “Thank you for caring about me.”

Kakashi felt a fire erupt deep down in his stomach. It spread through his body, burning holes through him like acid. For the first time in years, Kakashi felt a passion sparked within him that was not caused by his beloved Icha Icha books.

“What the hell are you thinking?” Kakashi thought, aghast at his own feelings. “She’s 14 years your junior! You were her teacher! It would be wrong!”

Yet no matter how much Kakashi tried to ease the yearning within him, the sad reality was he wanted to stuff Sakura like a Christmas turkey, then snuggle with her like there was no tomorrow.

Sakura stood there, hands on her hips, looking out onto the river, then at her own body.

“You know what, stuff it. I’m going to wash. I need to wash myself. I reek.”

Kakashi’s hand slid in the mud a bit, as he tried to comprehend what she had just said.

“Uh, um, I beg your pardon?”

“I said I’m going to bathe Kakashi-Sensei. You just better promise not to look, or else I’ll open one mega can of whoop-ass on you!” Sakura smiled at Kakashi, laughter clearly visible behind her eyes.

“Wouldn’t even dream of it” Kakashi airily replied, as if it made no matter to him what she did. In attempt to seem even more aloof, Kakashi once again pulled out the battered orange covered book, deciding to lie down on the ground with the book over his face.

“Good.” Sakura giggled. Somehow, she felt closer to him than she did 20 minutes ago. She felt a distinct pull to the jounin’s vague appearance. Slowly she pulled the red shirt over her head, throwing it to the ground where it lay in a heap.

Kakashi moved the book from his face, just revealing his eye. He watched Sakura drop her shirt, and felt a tingle of anticipation as her fingers moved to undo her binding. He watched breathlessly as her hands unravelled the cloth, moving from left to right. He found himself imagining what it would be like to run his hands along her body, the pleasure in unwrapping her like a magnificent treat.

Sakura unravelled her cotton bindings, nervous of her body in present company. She bit her lip as she reached the cotton covering her breasts, finding herself strangely excited. Here she was, stripping naked, in front of her perverted ex-sensei.

Kakashi’s eye widened as Sakura’s cotton binding fell from her warm body. He gasped inwardly as her pert breasts were exposed to the night air. He had never seen such pristine breasts. Sakura’s skin glowed in the moonlight, giving a creamy look to her body. The shadows cast across her body enhanced her curves. Her breasts were small, yet full, and Kakashi longed to suckle them, feeling their silk cover brush against his rough tongue.

“What the hell? She’s my ex-student! I’m over a decade older than her! Kakashi get a grip on yourself man!” Kakashi reprimanded himself on his actions, and picked the book up once again.

Sakura glanced over at the silver haired man.

“He’s still engrossed in that book. He didn’t look up once.” She felt a surge of warmth towards the jounin, instantly wanting to run her fingers through his hair.

“Sakura, get a grip.” She whispered under her breath, as she realised the burning desire the man sparked within her. Turning her back to him, she picked up her pink make up bag, heading swiftly to the water.

Kakashi lifted his head, as her heard a small splash. Using all the self control he had, he laid his head back down, his arm behind it as support. The less he thought about her, the less likely he was to jump her right then and there.

Sakura slowly worked her body into a smooth lather, her soap smelling of faint cherry blossoms. Her mind was working furiously. As she brushed her left nipple, she let out a deep groan.

Kakashi sat up, as he heard Sakura. Her voice was filled with untold pleasure. Unable to restrain himself, he stood up, removing his jounin jacket, and placing his precious book carefully on the ground. Taking small steps, he walked towards Sakura, and on a path he knew was dangerous.

Sakura bit her lip at her vocalisation. She had never felt so sensitive in her life. She felt like there was a cool fire erupting from inside her, consuming her until she could stand no more. Sakura wondered whether Kakashi had heard her.

“Chuh, if he did and tries anything well, bah!” She said under her breath, making a slight punching movement with her hand. Even Sakura couldn’t bring herself to believe this statement. She would love it if Kakashi tried something on her.

Sakura jumped, as she felt a rough hand gently touch her shoulder, and run down her arm.

“You seem to be having trouble in washing those, hard to reach places, Sakura-Chan” Kakashi breathed in her ear. His breath was warm on her body and sent shivers of desire through her spine. Without another word, Kakashi lent over Sakura’s shoulder, plucking the lathered flannel out of her hands.

“Oh my god! He’s going to wash me! My ex-sensei is going to wash me! And…is he? He is! He’s topless! Chuh!” Sakura frantically thought to herself, the last part causing inner Sakura to do Snoopy dances.

Slowly, Kakashi began to rub the cloth over Sakura’s exposed back, his left hand resting gently on her stomach. “He’s so gentle,” Sakura thought, “For someone who is so deadly...this is probably a scene from one of his Icha Icha books…”

“What am I doing? What the HELL am I doing?”

Kakashi knew he should stop, and apologise to Sakura, yet he was mesmerised by the curves, her skin, and at this moment, her breasts. As he washed he back, stoking up and down, Sakura’s breasts lightly bounced. Kakashi watched, his desire burning deeper in his stomach.

“There, all done.” Sakura was snapped out of her thoughts, as Kakashi slid his hand across her hip, placing the flannel back in her hand, joining his hands together across her stomach. Sakura felt as he pulled her closer to him. She could feel the curves of his stomach, the toned abdominals, on her back. She felt small next to him, timid, her frame relaxing as she felt safe. Thinking back, Sakura realised that she had always felt safe with Kakashi. He was strong and powerful, and the famous Copy-nin proved in their first major mission, where he fought against the demon of the mist, Zabuza.

Sakura turned around in Kakashi’s arms, giving him a full view of her breasts.

“God, she’s beautiful” Kakashi thought to himself, as his jaw dropped slightly at the sight.

“Uh, thank you, for cleaning my back, Kakashi, it is, uh, always a, difficult place to wash.” Sakura stammered, her cheeks reddening as she spoke. Her head was hung slightly to her right, her lips in a nervous smile, while her large emerald eyes peered up at Kakashi. Timidly, she stood on tip-toe, dropped the flannel, pulled down the black mask and kissed the silver haired man.

Kakashi couldn’t believe it. Her mouth was against his, and he felt her warm breath tickle his lips. Unable to restrain himself, he took Sakura’s mouth into his own, intertwining his tongue with hers. He rolled his tongue up and down Sakura’s teeth, reaching into the back of her mouth, lazily following her cheek back to the front, only to do it all again.

Sakura moaned gently into Kakashi’s mouth as she felt him suck her tongue. Never before had she felt a kiss filled with such passion. Sakura felt the heat of the kiss extend from her mouth, travelling through an untold path down her body. Regretfully, she pulled away from Kakashi, gasping for air. It was only now she realised how stunningly handsome Kakashi was. She felt the fire with in her double in size, as she gazed at the perfect face she had just kissed, covered only by a navy hitai-ate.

Kakashi felt Sakura pull away from him, and moved his left hand to entangle in her hair.

“Wow,” Sakura panted, “That’s the – the best – best kiss I have ever had”

“I know,” Kakashi smirked.

Sakura looked at him in disbelief. “Not arrogant at all are we”

“Of course not. I’m just fantastic at pleasing a woman. I’m not the resident Sex God of Konoha for nothing you know”

“Fantastic at pleasing a woman, huh? Jumping the gun a bit, aren’t we? It was only a kiss” Sakura scoffed, wriggling to loosen Kakashi’s grip.

“Had enough all ready?” Kakashi breathed, tightening his hold on her small frame, “I had only begun”

“Wha-? Kakashi!” Sakura replied, as he started to kiss a hot trail along her neck. She couldn’t believe this sudden turn of events. Here was her ex-sensei, making love to her, in the middle of nowhere, at night. This was unheard of.

Unwillingly, Sakura felt a deep moan vibrate at the back of her throat.

Kakashi grinned as he heard Sakura moan under his touch. Much to Sakura’s distaste, he pulled away, looking her directly in the eyes.

“Sakura, if you do not want this, I will leave, and we can act as if nothing happened,” Kakashi said, “But I must tell you, I will solemnly regret doing so. Once I start, I will not stop. And…” He grinned “anyway, by the sound of it, you were enjoying yourself”

Sakura blushed at his directness. She believed he would leave if she really wanted him too. But the question was, did she want him to leave?

Kakashi watched her, as she contemplated her choices. The way she was biting her lip was intoxicating. The look was so innocent. Nothing fired Kakashi’s flame more.

“Kakashi…”Sakura breathily said, turning her head to stare directly into his onyx eye. “Please…don’t leave.”

That was all Kakashi needed.

Swiftly, Kakashi swung Sakura’s legs around his hips, and sought to plunder her mouth once again. Sakura moved her hands to his neck, playing with the soft hairs at the base of his head.

Breaking this kiss, Kakashi moved to Sakura’s neck once again. He ran his tongue down her neck, trailing a path from her left ear down to her collarbone. Sakura shivered. She felt so sensitive in his arms. So feminine, against his muscular torso.

Kakashi revelled at how responsive she was to his touch. He felt driven, hungry, for more. He was desperate to please her.

Playfully, Kakashi nipped her ear, drawing a ragged moan from the pink haired angel. He moved his hands to grip her bottom, giving her cheeks a gentle squeeze. Sakura jumped at the sudden burst of pleasure searing through her body. She wanted him. She wanted him now.

“Ka-Kakashi. Please, I need you – I want you to -” Sakura sentence was cut off by a particularly throaty moan. Kakashi had just found his way to her breasts.

Gently, Kakashi nibbled, on her soft flesh, avoiding her nipple.

“So, you want more…” Kakashi’s voice was muffled as he continued to harass Sakura’s left breast. In one swift move, Kakashi moved them from the water, pinning Sakura to the soft ground on the river bank.

Sakura gasped as she felt Kakashi’s body on top of her, his legs resting between her own.

Silently, Kakashi took her hands in his own, placing them above her head. With one hand restraining her arms, he allowed the other to run along her body. His long fingers trailed the smooth skin along Sakura’s side, sending shivers down her spine.

His mouth was still attached to her breast. He continued to suck, bite, and caress the flesh. His tongue sent Sakura over the edge, her body was squirming uncontrollably.

Kakashi ran his hand along her hips, taking in her silky smooth curves. Oh, how he wanted to thrust hard and heavy into her. There was only the well being of one pink haired goddess stopping him.

Slowly, Kakashi removed his hand from Sakura’s wrists, his right hand now caressing her other breast. He let his hand wander down her torso, gently tickling her mid-drift, earning ragged moans from the small kunoichi beneath him. Kakashi tucked his thumb underneath the elastic of Sakura’s black panties.

Sakura gasped, and turned a violent shade of scarlet, as she felt Kakashi pull down her panties. Subconsciously, she went to close her legs, trying to cover herself up.

“Sakura – Chan, you have no reason to be ashamed. I will stop if that is want you want.” Kakashi said, halting all activity, a concerned expression on his face.

“No, please, don’t go.”

Smiling, Kakashi lowered his head as Sakura relaxed her legs. She had no idea what made her feel comfortable around Kakashi. Maybe it was because he had always treated her with respect? He had always been there when she needed someone to talk to, a shoulder to cry on.

Sakura’s thoughts were cut off as she felt Kakashi’s warm tongue flick across her clit. Her mind was wiped blank. She felt the fire within her erupt to immense heights, as her hips bucked wildly at the new sensation.

Kakashi started a steady pace, lapping at Sakura’s warm centre. Her juices ran over his tongue, the taste of her sending him wild.

“You taste, so, fucking, awesome” A muffled voice came from in-between Sakura’s legs. Sakura didn’t hear him. She was lost in her pleasure, never wanting him to stop. Her moans increased as she felt her body fill with pleasurable anticipation.

Feeling her tense beneath him, Kakashi knew she was getting close. Slowly her inserted two fingers into her dripping core, while his tongue continued its assault on her clit.

Sakura screamed as she felt two long fingers enter her.

“Shhhh…keep it down babe” Kakashi whispered, his mouth full.

Stifling another scream as Kakashi continued to thrust his fingers in and out, Sakura bit down hard on her arm.

Kakashi continued to pump into her, her juices flowing out of her continuously. He felt her muscles clench around his fingers with every thrust, gripping to them as if for dear life.

“Ahhhhh, Kakahhhhhhhhshi, I think I’m going – to. I – uh – can’t…”

“Just let go Sakura, just let go.”

And with one particularly hard thrust, Sakura lost all consciousness. Little lights appeared in her eyes as she sky rocketed from this place in time. She was flying in the sky.

Kakashi felt her inner walls give way, as Sakura succumbed to the pleasure. She screamed, forgetting that she should keep quiet. After all, she was on a mission.

Sakura slowly came down from her high, her eyes starting to focus again. When she had control of her body, she turned to look at Kakashi. The sight shocked her.

Kakashi had taken off his pants and there, staring in her face, was his long, very hard, man hood. Sakura couldn’t help but think how perky it was, as if it was saying “hello”. She let out a girlish giggle.

Kakashi spread Sakura’s legs as wide as they would go. Sakura was dumbfounded, and tried to close them up again.

“Kakashi, what the hell?”

“You didn’t think I would let you be the only one to get some satisfaction tonight did you?”

“But, wha - ? Kakashi!”

Kakashi pulled towards him, her legs positioned on his hips. He aligned himself with her opening, and paused.

“Do you want this Sakura?”

He prayed to Kami that she did. He was painfully hard, the fire within him finding new heights. After seeing her powerful orgasm, it took all his will power not to loose it then and there.

“I – uh…wha-?”

“Do you want this Sakura? Please hurry up, I’m not in the most comfortable state, and either way I would really like to find some relief”

Sakura didn’t know whether to hit him or laugh at his bluntness. She turned all the possibilities over in her mind. ‘Well, I can’t really turn back now can I?’ She thought.

“Yes”

Kakashi groaned in approval. With one swift thrust he entered her fully, moaning at how she felt around him, her arousal apparent through her flowing juices.

Once she was accustomed to him inside her, he began his pace. It was mind blowing for him to go so slow. He usually liked his woman rough, but as he was unsure of Sakura’s experience, he took it carefully.

Sakura let out a groan of frustration. Was this really all the great copy-nin could do?

“Kakashi, you better pick up the pace. I’m not going to fucking break”

Kakashi glared at her in disbelief. Here was sweet, little, Sakura – Chan, asking for it…rough?

Gladly, he complied, thrusting into her as hard and deep as their position would allow. He quickly sped up the pace, and soon both of them were on the verge.

“Ka-kakashi, I need – I need, MORE!” Sakura screamed, as Kakashi hit a spot deep within her that sent her over the moon.

Grunting in approval, Kakashi moved her legs, placing her knees on his shoulders, while lifting her hips up. And then it began.

It was like Kakashi let the wild side take over. He pounded in and out of her, fast, hard, and as deep as her body would allow. The calm night air was pierced with Sakura’s shrill screams, and Kakashi’s deep throaty moans.

Kakashi couldn’t stand it anymore. He knew he was close.

“Sakura, hurry up, or you are not going to get there”

Sakura spluttered as Kakashi continued to pound into her.

“Don-‘t, wo-uh-rry, I’ll be, be right, be-behind you”

Suddenly, Kakashi felt her inner walls clench. He couldn’t take it anymore. He let go, realising the tension that had built up within him. He closed his eye, and enjoyed as wave after glorious wave swept over his as he gradually slowed his pace.

Sakura screamed as she was once again sent through the clouds.

Tired, worn, Kakashi let go of Sakura’s legs, slumping forward on to her. Panting her rolled them over with the last of his strength, so as not to crush her small frame.

Once Sakura had regained any form of conciousness, she looked up at the silver-haired jounin. Softly she chuckled. Kakashi opened his eyes.

“Hmm, I take it you enjoyed yourself” He grumbled, in his low sexy voice.

“Oh yes, very much so” Sakura replied, a sexy grin crossing his face.

Kakashi could not believe this was the same love-struck teenager he had once tought. Again, he wondered how much time could change a person.

“Now, will you believe that I’m not the sweet, innocent, little kunoichi every one thinks I am?” She smirked down at him.

Kakashi kissed her. It was soft, and gentle. Almost loving.

“Yes”

Continuing to kiss her, Kakashi felt the flame within him begin to rise again. Gently he rolled them over, pinning her shoulders to the ground.

“Shall we dance again?”

One scarlet and one onyx eye pierced through two emerald eyes. Melting, Sakura succumbed once again feeling of pure bliss, created by one perverted, overly animated, silver-haired, copy-nin.

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