Sakura let out a breath of relief as she and Kakashi neared the gates of Konoha, running at the same hurried clip that they'd been traveling at since they'd left the hotel that morning. Chancing a quick look at Kakashi, she got an eyeful of his ass he ran in front of her, and her face heated up as her mind replayed scenes from the night before.

They'd been up almost the whole night, making use of practically every surface in the hotel room. Once he'd decided to stop holding back, Kakashi had been insatiable, and Sakura had lost track of the number of times he'd brought her to the brink of orgasm only to throw her headlong over the edge. It had been nearly dawn when they'd both finally collapsed on one of the beds, bodies tangled together.

In the morning, however, things had been… different. More accurately, they'd gone back to normal, as if the night before had never happened. Kakashi had woken Sakura up later than they'd originally planned, telling her that they needed to move quickly if they were going to get back to Konoha at their designated time. In order to keep to their schedule, they'd had to maintain a fast pace all the way home, which made conversation impossible.

It didn't, however, stop Sakura from thinking—and she did plenty of that. She'd had sex with Kakashi. What did it mean? Did it even men anything? From what little interaction they'd had since then, he'd seemed to be back to his friendly yet slightly aloof self. Had he really only had sex with her to convince her not to tell Naruto about his experience as a drag queen? She'd assumed that was just an excuse, but his behavior was making her reconsider. Was it really that easy for him to return to normal?

It wasn't easy for Sakura. In fact, there was a dull ache in her chest when she thought about their interactions becoming platonic again. Maybe he's just really awkward with this kind of stuff, a hopeful part of her mind suggested. But it was hard to believe that; this was Kakashi, after all, a noted genius. He was good at everything he put his mind to.

He also reads porn in public and hides behind a mask all the time. He's not exactly great at social interaction, that same inner voice pointed out, and Sakura sighed in frustration. Her thoughts had been like this all day—going from remembering the night before, to thinking about whether their dalliance would continue, to thinking Kakashi didn't want anything more than one night, to thinking that maybe there was a possibility he did. And then she would look at him and remember what he'd looked like in the throes of passion, and the whole cycle would start over again. It was exhausting.

Kakashi and Sakura both slowed their pace as they approached the check-in station at the gates. Izumo and Kotetsu greeted them both from inside their booth, and Kakashi offered a greeting in return as he went to sign them in. Sakura just smiled, knowing she was being pensive but unable to stop her circular thoughts. Letting her gaze wander, she fell back into the same mental trap of trying to understand just exactly what motivated Hatake Kakashi.

"Sakura."

She blinked as Kakashi's voice interrupted her mental carousel, looking up from the random spot on the ground that she'd been staring at. Kakashi was watching her closely, his expression unreadable.

"The Hokage left note that he wants to see us immediately," Kakashi continued, holding up the scroll that Naruto had sent.

They exchanged a look. They both knew why Naruto wanted to see them—he wanted details about the mission. The salacious kind. Something told Sakura that he wasn't going to be happy when he didn't receive them.

"Well, I guess we should go get this over with," Sakura said with a sigh, and they both said their goodbyes to Izumo and Kotetsu and darted off in the direction of the Hokage Tower.

When they arrived at Naruto's office, the doors were already open. A veritable herd of shinobi aids stood inside, and the din was considerable. Shikamaru stood to one side, deep in conversation with one of the aids, while several more stood in front of Naruto.

The second Naruto saw them, he clapped his hands with barely-restrained glee. "Alright! We can deal with this later. Right now, I want everyone but you two to leave," he said, pointing at Kakashi and Sakura. "You can stay, too," he added offhandedly to Shikamaru.

As the various aids filed out with the sound of pattering sandals and shuffling papers, Kakashi and Sakura took their places in front of Naruto's desk, standing at attention. Shikamaru slouched into a chair behind a smaller desk to the side, returning to some paperwork and apparently uninterested in the conversation that was about to happen.

Naruto informally leaned against the front of his desk, grinning at them. "I'm ready to hear your report."

"The mission was a success," Kakashi began. "The client was right—the owner was up to illegal activity in the club." Kakashi went on to explain how the owner had been filming the staff in various stages of undress backstage and running a cam site with the results. "In addition to two low-rank missing nin that were hired to protect the establishment, the owner himself was also a missing nin. All three are in ANBU custody now."

Naruto seemed interested in the explanation at first, but as Kakashi continued, he began to fidget, that bright grin still on his face. "That's great and all—good job, really—but I don't care about that! Tell me about Kakashi in drag!" he nearly shouted, looking expectantly at Sakura.

Sakura didn't answer, and Naruto impatiently turned back to Kakashi, his grin faltering slightly before returning full force as he asked, "What did you wear? Did you have to put on a little show?"

"It was a standard mission that ended successfully," Kakashi responded blandly, his gaze focused somewhere above Naruto's head.

"Bullshit!" Naruto exclaimed. "Sakura-chan, tell me what happened!"

Sakura remained silent, pressing her lips together and fighting the urge to squirm under Naruto's increasingly fierce blue gaze. Shikamaru, meanwhile, had abandoned his paperwork and was watching the exchange with new interest.

Naruto threw his hands up in exasperation. "What the hell, Sakura-chan! We had a deal!" Upon hearing this, Kakashi turned to look at her beadily, one brow raised.

Sakura's jaw tightened, and she cleared her throat before finally speaking. "I'm afraid I can't remember any details, Hokage-sama. It all seems to have slipped my mind."

Eyes wide with disbelief, Naruto looked from Sakura to Kakashi, who gave him a benevolent smile that made creases appear at the corners of his eyes. Naruto flailed slightly as his index finger stabbed the air in Kakashi's general direction. "What the hell did you do? What happened?!"

Kakashi's voice was mild as he replied, "I can assure you that everything I did on this mission, I did with great skill and vigor."

Sakura abruptly choked on nothing, coughing as her brain supplied several indecent examples of Kakashi's skill and vigor. She felt him lightly pat her back and restrained herself from the urge to throttle him, not having to look at him to know he was enjoying this.

She composed herself in time to see Naruto draw himself up to his full height as he frowned at her. "I am your Hokage. I demand an explanation."

Kakashi leaned toward Sakura and loudly whispered, "Don't listen to him. Rise up against your oppressor."

Naruto's jaw dropped, blue eyes wide. "You can't do that. That's—"

"Sedition, Hokage-sama," Shikamaru supplied, finally piping up. Sakura and Kakashi both turned to stare at him, and he shrugged lazily, looking amused. "What? You're over there fomenting rebellion." Kakashi hummed thoughtfully, as if to concede that he had a point.

"Fine!" Naruto barked as he glared at Sakura. "You don't want to tell me? Then I'm telling him that this was all your idea!"

There was a beat before Kakashi turned to look at her with narrowed eyes. "Interesting," he said in a deceptively calm voice.

She cursed inwardly, trying to avoid both of their gazes and instead looking at Shikamaru, who gave her a "you're on your own" shrug. Great. Naruto was pissed at her, and she definitely didn't trust that gleam in Kakashi's eye. Meekly, she asked, "Is there anything else, Hokage-sama?"

"Don't you give me that 'Hokage-sama' crap," Naruto said sulkily, obviously unimpressed with her obsequiousness. "I'm going to find out what happened, and what he did to get you to keep quiet about it!"

There was a moment of pregnant silence, where Sakura stood staring at the floor while Kakashi kept smiling that bland smile. Naruto finally pouted and said, "You both suck." Sighing in resignation as he realized that neither of them was going to break, he added, "You can go. But this isn't over."

As Sakura and Kakashi made their hasty exit, she carefully avoided catching his eye. When they were outside the building again, she awkwardly waved and said, "Well, I guess that's it! I'll see you later!" and began to beeline down the street in the general direction of her apartment. Between Naruto's little admission and the awkwardness between them since they'd had sex, Sakura was ready to go home and hide for a while.

She had foolishly begun to hope that she'd been successful in her escape when she passed an alley and an iron grip closed around her upper arm, yanking her between two buildings. Kakashi, whom she assumed had flashstepped ahead of her, slowly walked her backward until she was pressed against the building behind her. He put a hand on either side of her head, effectively bracketing her in, and fixed her with an expectant look.

"Oh, hi again!" Sakura said with false cheerfulness. "What's up?"

Kakashi's eyes narrowed slightly but he didn't answer, letting her squirm.

"Oh... you're probably wondering about that thing Naruto said about the mission being my idea." She gave a laugh that was completely unbelievable. "I don't know what he's talking about, really."

Kakashi waited, gaze unwavering.

"Well... I mean... it was Naruto's idea to pick you for the mission. But I guess he just wanted you to be backup? And I might have… suggestedyoubeadragqueeninstead?" she finished in a single breath, her voice raising until it disappeared in a squeak.

There was a long moment of silence, and then he exhaled slowly through his nose before finally speaking. "You owe me now. You do realize that?" There was a faintly amused glint in his eye now, along with something that Sakura hoped was desire. Her heart began to flutter in her chest.

"What do I owe you?" she asked, keeping her hands by her side even though they were itching to touch him.

He looked up as he pretended to consider, and then he fixed her with that piercing grey stare again. "You're going to have me over later."

The slight uncertainty in his voice made her smile, and she tipped her head to the side. "Are you asking me or telling me?"

"Yes," he answered, his mask stretching across his smile. Straightening, he cleared his throat as he stretched casually. "Well, I'm off. I'm going to take a nap. I plan to be up late tonight," he added, and his eyes definitely held heat now as he fixed her with one last look.

"Oh," Sakura replied stupidly, feeling her face heat up from the way he was looking at her. Inside, her heart was singing.

"See you later, Sakura," Kakashi said, his voice having returned to his usual aloof tone, and he waved before disappearing in a flurry of leaves.

Sakura stood still for a long moment as a wide, stupid grin spread over her face, pressing her hands to her mouth. It wasn't like he'd made a declaration of love or anything—not that that was even what she was looking for—but he'd shown a clear interest in her beyond the previous evening's activities. And she was definitely interested in continuing… whatever it was they were doing.

Biting her lip to stifle an unacceptably girlish squeal, she hurried off in the direction of her apartment. She had a house to clean, a shower to take… and lingerie to pick out.

- Omake -

"You know what this means."

Naruto's voice rang through the all-too-rare silence that had previously filled his office, and Shikamaru sighed. He'd been expecting this.

"We can't let this stand. I'm Hokage! That's supposed to mean something!" Naruto's voice was starting to take on a whiney quality that made Shikamaru have flashbacks to when they were twelve. "I want to know what happened!"

"There's not a lot we can do," Shikamaru countered. "Sakura doesn't seem like she's going to crack, and you know Kakashi will never tell you anything."

That seemed to momentarily stump Naruto, who lapsed into silence, his face screwed up in thought. Shikamaru was about to return to his paperwork when Naruto suddenly exclaimed, "Hey! What if we just send them on another one?"

"Another what?"

"Another drag mission! We'll send them on another one and this time I'll send someone else..." Naruto trailed off, and then brightened and added, "And they can film it! I'll get Sai to do it!"

"Do you know how unlikely it is that we'll get another mission that takes place in a drag club?" Shikamaru asked, exasperated.

Naruto waved his hand dismissively. "If you have to, find someone and offer our services for free. This is of the highest priority."

Shikamaru fought the urge to clap his hand to his face. "You know we're currently just one wrong move away from a trade war with Iwa, right? We kind of have bigger fish to fry right now."

Naruto scowled. "Just do it!"

Fighting the urge to roll his eyes, Shikamaru relented. "Yes, Hokage-sama."

"We're going to have to make sure Sai has good equipment, I need to see everything," Naruto was muttering to himself as he walked back behind his desk.

The idea was a stupid one, Shikamaru knew that. Still, Naruto was a good leader who deserved to have some fun occasionally, even if he was a giant pain in the ass. Standing, Shikamaru prepared to walk to the records office so that he could research the drag clubs of the shinobi world. There wouldn't be a lot of information and ferreting it all out would probably take hours.

It was going to be a real drag.

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A/N: It's a wrap! Thank you so much to everyone that supported this ridiculous little story, your reviews really kept me going where I might have otherwise decided this story was too silly to continue. I don't always get a chance to reply to reviews on FF anymore, but I read every one and they make me extremely happy. Thank you.

Also, as the ending would suggest, I'm not done with Kakashi in drag. My current plans are to start putting out a sequel in December, as I have another project to work on in November. See you then!