Shānnarō!

Written by gokusgirl

A/N: This is a incomplete story I wrote a year ago... just for Kakasaku fans out there. Enjoy the first installment! I'm still working on it; I just haven't gotten to the finishing points so far.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Wish I did, though.

Chapter One

Sakura Haruno tried to look interested in her friend's conversation, but in all honesty it disgusted her to hear her talk this way. It never failed, every afternoon after their medical classes Ino would drag her to the candy shop and she would then tell her pink-haired friend of her nightly escapades with her former sensei, Asuma Sarutobi.

"… You should have heard how he moaned when I licked him there!" Ino squealed in delight, stirring her straw in her banana shake vigorously. Sakura drew out of her 'listening mode' for a moment, taking in the last few sentences the blonde spoke, staring at her ridiculously. She noted how Ino's cheeks were flushed just talking about sleeping with Asuma.

"Wow Ino," Sakura began dryly as she bit into a pecan roll. "You've been sleeping with Asuma-sama for three weeks now… is it still all that?"

Ino snorted. "Sakura-chan, don't be mad because you're not jumping anyone's bones." Sakura stiffened with her remark, knowing Ino was noting that Sasuke had recently broken up with her for the third time in four years. And before she could make a reply Ino cheerfully piped in to say, "You need to let Sasuke go and put yourself out on the market!"

"Oh please," Sakura said as she rolled her eyes. "It's not about sex, Ino. It's about finding love."

"Well that may be true my friend, so while in the quest for love I intend to have fun along the way. Why don't you try going for an older man?" Ino asked.

"Like an older man is the answer to my problems." Sakura said with distaste.

"They might not be the answer, but they can surely alleviate certain tensions a girl like us can get," Ino leaned in closer to her friend, squeezing her arm gently. "And they have a hell of a lot more experience than these man-boys we deal with on a regular."

Sakura couldn't argue about the certain tensions she had been having lately. Between her classes, training with Tsunade and her recent move into her new apartment, life had her stressed. Nothing would be more satisfying than having an evening with some sensual massages, kisses and hopefully lovemaking that would make the ground shake and her toes curl. But Since her and Sasuke's breakup of an official eight weeks, Sakura was a total wreck. She held it in good; always keeping a smile on her face in public, a cheery tone in her voice and a bounce in her step. But the inner Sakura was a depressed, whimpering mess. And it sickened her that every afternoon she had to hear how Ino is getting fucked senseless by her ex-sensei; it was beginning to be all too much. Sakura's demeanor was starting to falter around her friend; the true inner Sakura was emerging, which was merely bubbling under the surface.

"I don't need advice on how to whore Ino," Sakura snapped, and being suddenly surprised by her outburst, she covered her mouth. She noticed the shocked look her friend gave her from her remark, and instead of spitting out a stream of curses and insults, Ino roared with laughter.

"Wow…you really need to get laid!" Ino laughed aloud, the patrons of the candy shop now looking at her. "You are so uptight forehead-girl!"

"Fuck you Ino-pig," Sakura muttered through gritted teeth, grabbing her books as she headed for the door.

"Just take my advice honey and see if I'm not right!" Ino yelled as Sakura stormed out, carefully rising one hand with an extended middle finger as she left. She was so upset at Ino that her eyes were clouded with red hot anger. She fumed and grumbled as she walked up the sidewalk, not even noticing the person she was about to walk right into. With a loud thud, Sakura bounced off the person and landed butt first on the sidewalk, her books flying everywhere.

Now she was pissed.

Whoever walked into her was going to pay dearly for fucking up her already fucked up day.

"Sorry Sakura-chan," the smooth voice said, and Sakura looked up to see that the person she about to curse out was her former sensei, Hatake Kakashi. As he towered over her, the sun beamed behind him, making him look taller than usual. He had one hand in his pocket, and the other clutching the latest Come Come Paradise. He took his hand out of his pocket, only to scratch the top of his head with embarrassment; even the covered mask could not hide the redness that appeared on the top of his cheeks. "I was so focused in my book I didn't see you. Here, let me help you up."

Kakashi extended out his free hand to Sakura, and after a brief notion of reluctance Sakura accepted it. She stood, dusting her clothes off as she watched Kakashi pick up her books. He was saying something, she was sure it was apologizes for bumping into her. But she had tuned it out, suddenly observing her ex-sensei closely. He was solid when he ran into her, it was the only real physical contact she ever had with him; with the exception of the childish pat on the head he was so keen on giving.

At 32, and he didn't look a day older from the first day they met when she was 12. Not a wrinkle, at least not around his eyes (with the mask covering majority of his face), and she couldn't tell if he had gray hairs on his head due to his unusual silvery grey hair color. But there was something else she noticed about her sensei that she never noticed before, he sounded sensual, sexual. And even now as he stood over her in his slinky height, he was beginning to look… attractive.

::What are you thinking Sakura?:: The inner Sakura told her as she pretended to listen to him talk. :: He's an old man… and right about now any man looks attractive to you.::

"I asked are you hurt?" Kakashi asked again, this time a little louder, drawing Sakura out of her thoughts. Sakura blinked, and gave a tight, uncomfortable smile.

"I'm okay sensei… I wasn't looking where I was going either, sorry."

"Sakura-chan… I haven't been your sensei for many years… there's no need to address me that way." Kakashi noted as he closed his book, giving her his full attention.

"Well…" Sakura began as she searched for something else to say. She hadn't seen Kakashi in a while; he had committed himself to several S-Class missions in last year and between that he was training a new group of genin.

"Let me make it up to you," Kakashi cut in before she said anything else. "I'll buy you an ice cream."

Wow, that dampened the mood, Sakura thought to herself, her shoulders dropped with disappointment. She didn't know what to expect from Kakashi, but it definitely wasn't that. Gripping her books tightly against herself, she threw her head back as she walked around him saying, "I'm not a child anymore Kaka-sensei, but thanks anyway." For a brief moment she had forgotten about Ino's remarks and even being bumped to the ground.

Now she was in an even shittier mood than before.

Kakashi called out to a retreating Sakura only to be ignored. "What's gotten into her?" He wondered aloud.

*************

Kakashi hated coming to this bar. He wasn't a big drinker, well at least not in public anyways. The place reeked of smoke, and the music was too loud. But this was the only place he could catch up with his old buddy Sarutobi Asuma. He was dying to tell him of his pervious mission.

Looking through the crowd of patrons, Kakashi finally noticed Asuma sitting in a booth, his back facing the door. He was leaning into seat as if he was talking to someone, but Kakashi wasn't sure due to booth's privacy screen. Finally pushing himself through the crowd, he walked up to the booth to find Asuma sitting in the booth with Yamanka Ino, both of them too engrossed kissing each other to even notice he had even walked up. Ino had one leg in his lap, and Asuma hands were sliding up and down her naked thigh. Kakashi was shocked, and he couldn't bring himself to getting their attention. Ino leaned her head back so Asuma could kiss her neck, and she opened her eyes catching sight of their audience.

"Oh, hi Kakashi!" Ino spoke dreamily, patting her sensei on the back to gain his attention. Asuma snapped his head up, and looked up at his friend with a huge, toothy smile.

"Kakashi, you old dog! Have a seat!!" Asuma said in his huge, boisterous voice. Not knowing what else to do, Kakashi sat down opposite of them, folding his hands in front of him on the table. He looked at the both of them questionably, noting that they were obviously drunk, and from the appearance of their almost removed clothing they were making out for some time. The seconds ticked by like hours, and sensing the awkwardness in the moment Asuma finally spoke up. "Do you remember…?" Asuma asked as he began to introduce Ino to the copy-ninja.

"I know who she is," Kakashi cut in rather abruptly, making Asuma slowly stroke his goatee with amusement.

"Baby… go get me and Kakashi some warm sake, and take your time." Asuma ordered Ino softly, giving her a quick peck on her cheek.

"Sure," Ino replied, giving him a long, deep kiss before crawling over his lap and making her way to the bar. As Kakashi and Asuma both watched her sway her ass from the table, she peeked over her shoulder, giving Asuma a sexy wink. Asuma let out a ragged, lustful breath as he watched her walk away, and then looked over at his friend.

"God she is insatiable," Asuma laughed, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. He took a long drag from it and laughed again. "Man you should have seen your face when you saw us!"

"She's your student, Asuma," Kakashi chastised, shaking his head. "What you're doing is in violation of the ninja code of ethics."

"When did you become so high and mighty mister fuck-anything-that-walks?" Asuma said angrily. "Have you forgotten how we were at her age… how we were screwing all the girls in our class… not to mention all those missions?"

"That's different Asuma and you know it," Kakashi replied. "At least we were students screwing other students. I've never done what you're doing."

"Well try it, you might like it," Asuma said after taking another drag of his cigarette. He leaned in closer to his friend, a lustful sparkle in his eye. "Do you know what a woman her age is doing for me? And man is she limber. She has a sexual appetite that matches my own and there's isn't anything she won't do!"

"I don't think I want to hear this," Kakashi warned him, rubbing his temples.

"You're too high strung Hatake… maybe you need to get laid, eh?" Asuma suggested with a big smile on his face. "And don't worry…I'm not in violation like you think. Ino is a former student, so it doesn't count anymore."

"But what do you think the village elders feel about this?" Kakashi asked.

"Fuck the village elders," Asuma ground out in a harsh tone, looking over his shoulder quickly. "This is my life. I've given several years of service as a Shinobi to this village and I will live my life as I see fit. Anyway… people need to mind their own damned business." They both sat there for a moment in silence, and Kakashi took in what his friend said. He decided not to turn his visit into a pissing match so he nodded firmly to assure him that it was alright. Asuma smiled. Putting his cigarette out in the ashtray, he laughed. "But seriously, Hatake… you need to find a good woman, give you a distraction from everyday life."

"Yeah, yeah… easier said than done my friend." Kakashi said with a small laugh. He had been quite selective of women in the past, and really no one in Konoha Village met his standards. Romance was just not in the equation for him lately. Between his hectic schedule of missions and training the new genin he honestly didn't have the time. He just resorted to using his hand to please himself than being bothered with someone who would want pillow talk afterwards.

"You never know… the woman you're looking for could be right under your nose." Asuma said as he stroked his goatee, noticing Ino returning with their sake and three small drinking cups.

Kakashi thought that was a funny cliché. As he took his first drink of evening (carefully sipping through his black mask, of course), he recalled that no one had been under his nose recently, except for one pink-haired female that he ungraciously ran into that afternoon. Sakura, he thought. She was pissed that he offered her an ice cream. Just like she was child. Hell, she was fourteen years younger than him, and he still thought of her as a child… until today. He didn't mean anything by treating her to ice cream; it was something that he always offered her. She always seemed happy about getting ice cream in the past. But she made abundantly clear that she was not that child anymore, and stormed off before he could understood what he did was wrong.

He remembered how she was sitting on the sidewalk; her skirt raised up just enough to see the seam of those white panties she wore… her white, creamy thigh exposed…

Kakashi shook his head. Why am I thinking about Sakura this way? He thought.

He looked over at Asuma and Ino, both talking to each other, sitting very closely. Asuma was running his hand up and down her leg as they spoke to each other, and Ino was giggling. This is why, Kakashi thought. Just watching his friend and his very young ex-student make out ignited a fire within him that he thought was doused years ago... But Asuma was right... He did deserve to have some enjoyment in life; even if it was only for a brief moment it was certainly deserved.

After three drinks Kakashi called it a night, thanking the couple and leaving even after they insisted that he stayed. It was getting late; he had training early in the morning. Besides, just sitting there with them caressing each other was making him feel like a third wheel.

Kakashi walked out of the bar, letting the cool night air sober him as his mind cleared. He contemplated his new mission. This would be a difficult one; but he was confidant in knowing that he never failed a mission.

:::To be continued:::