SoraInu-chan

Kaka/Saku

One-shot

xoxoxoxo

How confusing…

Yes, Hatake Kakashi, ninja extraordinaire… was very confused.

How was he confused? Well, you see… he couldn't believe his good fortune, or, erh, his bad fortune.

Have you ever heard of coyote ugly? Well this was a rendition of this, only she wasn't ugly, in fact…

No he couldn't say it, he couldn't think it, he couldn't believe he had DONE it with her, HER, why, why, why, WHY hadn't his common sense, his chivalrous often annoying nature and his overprotective brain numbing senses taken over and stopped him from doing what he should NEVER have done?

Oh. My. Gawd.

He had slept with his ex-student Haruno Sakura, and he wasn't even regretting it. He was such a dead man.

Yep.

--How it happened…--

Training had been over at least an hour ago and it was well past time for everyone to be getting on with their lives, in fact it was well past eight o'clock, which meant Sakura, Naruto and Sai had long since parted ways from Ichiraku and headed out to do what they did everyday when there was no mission.

Sakura would probably be at the hospital or over helping Tsunade and weaseling a scroll from her in exchange for paper work or taking a case at the hospital or even helping her escape Shizune.

Naruto would be training some more after dinner with Lee and Gai in an attempt to improve for the upcoming Jounin trials.

Ah, to be 19 and young again, of course thinking about it he realized not all of his team was the same age, Naruto had turned nineteen a few weeks ago, he knew that because Jiraiya had dragged himself and a few others to a strip tease for Naruto's birthday (Naruto of course didn't care for it but blushed red the entire time none the less.)

Kakashi didn't much care for dancers or strippers either; it was to much of a hassle and mostly a waste of money but he did enjoy seeing the normally rambunctious ninja Naruto quiet and bashful for once. He did get to finish his newest book, which had been on his to do list so it wasn't a total waste.

But once again, speaking of birthdays, Sakura had forced them all to go out for his birthday and just when he had been about to split she had forced presents on him, Naruto had gotten him the newest Icha Icha Violence (the one he had then later finished at Naruto's party)…

Sakura had rolled her eyes at the present but refrained from saying anything, Sai (who Sakura had forced to go because he was still socially inept and still had no idea what social protocol was…) had gotten Kakashi a surprisingly pleasant gift in the form of a gift card to his favorite bookstore.

Sakura, oh bless her, even if he hadn't used it yet… Sakura had gotten him an all expense paid trip to the number one rated hotel Onsen in the next town over. And all he had to do was take a few vacation days, grab a few books and go. Too bad he was always so late, that gift was given in September it was now a little past April and…

That brought up Sakura's birthday, nearly a month ago she had turned 18, he really hadn't thought about the age differences in the team so much, they all assumed Sai was 19ish since he never really told them what age he was and Naruto was 19 (they never heard the end of how old he was) and he himself was 12 years their senior, he didn't care about how old he was but still, it was funny that the youngest member of the team was Sakura when she most certainly was one of the most mature…

And this had been Hatake Kakashi's mind set as he walked past a dark alley way very near to his home, and this had been on his mind as all of a sudden Sakura grabbed him and pulled him into said dark alleyway, although now he was questioning what the hell was going on.

"Sakura?"

"Shh! I have to talk to you."

Okay… this was very odd, "In a dark, secluded alleyway?"

Sakura glared at him for a second before her face turned red, well not really, a light blush flushed her cheeks, he could barely make it out in the shadows but most certainly it was there.

"I trust you Kakashi, you know that right?"

He was suspicious, "Right…"

"I need you to do something for me…"

Uh-oh, she didn't want him to cover for her or something so she could get some information on Sasuke or leave the village or something stupid like that, did she? Of course she didn't, despite being formally in crush with the Uchiha and still in pursuit of him (not in a relationship like way, thank goodness) she was very patient about waiting for information to come to her.

After a few years of trying and failing to return the Uchiha to them Sakura and Naruto had accepted that some things took time and some things, hell a lot of things, where not meant to be.

"I suppose…"

Sakura let out a 'woosh' of air, "Alright but first we need to get something straight,"

Kakashi nodded in the darkness and since her hands where holding him in place by his Jounin jacket she felt the light movements of the cloth, "Okay, I trust you enough that things won't be awkward no matter what happens, because we can be professional about this."

Okay… what?

"Umm…"

"You also aren't big on bragging, in fact, the only thing I have EVER heard of your sex life is second hand stories through the kunoichi vine and the hot spring gossip."

"They talk about my sex life where?"

He was very confused.

"Hatake Kakashi,"

"Yes…"

"Do you find me attractive?"

He may have started choking on air at one point because he was having trouble stopping coughing.

Sakura made a frustrated sound in the back of throat, "I'm being serious."

"Sakura, I don't know how to answer-"

"Be truthful, please Kakashi?"

He sighed, oh boy, "Yes, Sakura, you’re a very attractive person, but I don't see what this has to do with-MMMPHhh."

She was kissing him, holy hell she was kissing him, ahh! And what was he doing! He was kissing her back. He broke the kiss, suddenly her strange questions made a whole lot more sense.

"Sakura, no-"

"Oh come on Kakashi, I can't die a virgin and your hot and I trust you and you do have a really good reputat- Mmmph."

Enough convincing, he may have dropped his book when he had grabbed her, oh boy. He'd have to get that later.

It was interesting the blur of events that happened next, his hand there, her hand here, her legs around his waist and him pushing her against the wall, eventually they left the alley way and where in his apartment, clothes falling off, hands and skin, skin and lips, he had an inner debate about his mask, she didn't care either way, if he felt more comfortable with it on then it didn't matter.

Eventually he lost it…

Screaming, moaning, biting, scratching, loving, healing, again, oh boy…

And now he was here again, in the dark room, just before dawn, staring at his ceiling with one arm trapped under Sakura who was wrapped in a sheet and laying by him, his lower half trapping his legs in the sheets up to his abdomen.

Did he regret it?

No.

Did he think he could have handled it all better?

Yes.

Did he care all that much now?

Not really.

Was it totally worth whatever happened when she woke up and regretted it herself?

Eh, yep, definitely.

Kakashi sighed and shifted so he was back on his side staring at Sakura's naked back, he had been surprised she had been so… what was the word for it…

Hmm, he didn't want to say well endowed because that brought to mind Tsunade, but Sakura had a very nice body, the red shirt she had worn since she was a teenager had a way of hanging on her in a way that hid the curves and breasts under her bindings.

She had great legs though… oh wow did she have great legs.

Kakashi blinked his gray eye and shook his head, wow he needed to get his head out of the gutter and at least pretend to be remorseful about sleeping with her.

Yep… nope, no he couldn't do it.

It had to be at least 5 a.m, it was still dark out but a burst of light was lingering in the sky, brightening it in an odd way, but still much to dark for dawn.

Sakura stirred, and as she did so he noticed the bruises around her neck and trailing down…

Opps, didn't mean to look that far, most of the bruises where bite marks when… oh he wasn't supposed to think about that… he held in a self satisfied sigh, nope, no regret.

She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for a second, she blinked, then hazy emerald orbs meet his, aw, the after sex glow, it was lovely.

Yep, he was a pervert and he just didn't care.

He expected her to scream, cover herself up and blush, apologize, hit him, anything. She blinked again, then yawned and stretched like a cat after a nap.

She curled up for a second time and sat there a second before shifting and sitting up.

She held the cover to her chest but it was almost in a lazy fashion, "What time is it?" She mumbled looking around the room for a clock, alarm clock, anything.

"5ish."

Sakura gave up searching for a clock and yawned again, "No wonder you're always late, do you even have a clock in here?"

What an oddly normal conversation… sorta, maybe she was still disoriented, "Sakura?"

She blinked and looked over at him, coming fully awake, "What?"

He shook his head, "Never mind."

Suddenly she was grinning his eye narrowed slightly, he was still careful to keep his sharingan eye shut.

"What?"

Sakura shook her head and dropped the covers to stand up, he was knocked speechless for a second, "Nothing," she dipped down and grabbed her shorts and panties pulling on the shorts but not bothering with the panties.

He really should stop staring.

"I have to get home and change, see you at training."

It really wasn't a question, "ah… sure."

Sakura hadn't quite located her shirt yet but had found her skirt and was holding it to her chest, she turned as she was about to leave his bedroom, "oh and Kakashi,"

"Hmm?"

She smiled at him, "I told you, you didn't have to take it off if you didn't want to, this had nothing to do with that."

And with that she left, this had nothing to do with what, and then he thought for a second…

"Shit."

His hands went to his face and he realized he was maskless, but then, she admitted this wasn't about sleeping with him for his mask.

He fell back in bed and shut his eye.

Did he really want to know what this was about? Kinda, but he would live either way, with or without knowing.

But damn, he was so dead.

xoxoxoxoxo

A/n: A short jaunt into a Naruto-verse that doesn’t exist; lovely isn’t it? I keep seeing Kakashi’s character two different ways, one is the I –really-don’t-care-what-you-think Kakashi from his youth and the other is the tormented soul that loves to complicate love lives.

Yep.

This one’s more fun.