Disclaimer: I wonder if Kishimoto-san knows that we all have dirty little fantasies about his characters? Oh well, he probably has them too, since he owns them and all. Hmmm, kinky.
If you want to be nice to me, you can leave reviews here instead of at Adult fan fiction. I hate the way it's set up there.
Erm, yes…here we go.
Kakashi watched the village from the top of the Hokages monument. He didn't expect to be able to see Sakura from this distance but he hoped that on the half chance she would be out he'd spot her impossible pink hair.
His side and sharingan ached from use over the past three days of trying to find her. His first intention of catching her at home in bed was foiled when she refused to show up. He kept checking back but she never made it home to rest even at odd hours of the day. His next plan on catching her at the hospital also fell through since it seemed she'd asked the Hokage for some time off.
Other than those two places he didn't know where else to check. Before he'd ask Naruto or Sasuke but that seemed impossible at the moment. He also didn't want them to know he'd ended up loosing her as well.
Positioning his hitai-ate back into its normal position to give the sharingan a rest, he made his way to the middle of the village near the busiest section. It was almost noon and he figured she'd probably be eating on the go.
He paused every now and then looking into the streets before moving on. Dropping down into an area nin usually hung out to eat and relax he considered disguising himself incase she was hiding.
"Oi! Hatake! Lose something?" Genma waltzed over with Raidou ever present at his elbow.
"Lookin' a little rough there Hatake." Raidou commented lazily.
"Actually I did lose something. Maybe you've seen it." He said quickly. Hoping they'd have spotted her in the last few days.
"Hmmm, is it pink, cute, and able to punch a hole through a wall?" Genma asked teasingly.
"Yes. You've seen her around lately?" Kakashi asked with all seriousness. Genma laughed and Raidou blinked in surprise.
"No really Hatake. Are you serious? You can't find her?" Raidou said unbelievingly.
"No. I can't find her. If you see her anywhere just tell me."
Kakashi ignored their curious looks and Genma's obvious delight at the whole situation. Bringing his hands together he formed a quick practiced set of seals before placing his palm to the ground. A small squashed faced dog with a hitai-ate around its neck appeared under his palm.
"Hey, he's serious…" Genma commented as Pakkun shook himself a little and turned towards Kakashi.
"Again? Kakashi when a woman makes this much of an effort to avoid you-" Pakkun began solemnly as he looked around.
"Pakkun." He stopped talking immediately and glanced up at the nin. "Just try again, she hasn't left the village." Sighing Pakkun walked between Raidou's legs and started making his way down the street.
Kakashi pushed between his two friends and followed close at Pakkun's heels.
"Want me to tie her down if I find her?" Genma called after him, he didn't receive an answer.
Sakura's eyes opened against her will. Weak light bathed her room through the open window and she wondered what had awoken her. A strange flow of chakra and scratching of nails on her window sill told her what it was.
Groaning a little she pulled the blanket up around her body hoping that she was dreaming. When a small furry form crawled onto her side and stuck its wet nose against her cheek she knew she wasn't.
Smiling she rolled over onto her back as Pakkun crawled onto her chest to lay down.
"Sakura, I've been looking for you for a number of days." He said in his deep voice. She smiled a little more as her hands found his soft ears and smashed in nose. He grumbled happily as she fondled his ears and scratched his neck under the hitai-ate.
"I suppose that means he'll be here soon." She said running her hand down his back.
"Yes, he'll know I've found you since I haven't returned. And here he is." Pakkun commented as Kakashi landed silently on her sill, crouching down so he could fit.
Sakura didn't look up at him, only continued to pet Pakkun and uncurl his tail to watch it curl back up again.
"Sakura, you have to tell me," Pakkun said quickly. "How did you avoid me for so long? My nose isn't so easily tricked."
She pointed to a chair pulled up near her closest. A very tattered and old vest hung on the back while a pair of black jounin pants and shirt much to large for her lay in a heap on top. Pakkun hopped quickly to the floor and onto the chair with dexterity at odds with his shape.
Snuffling about for a moment he turned back to her with a look a respect.
"You stole some of his used clothes. No wonder I smelled you in his room after we had been looking for you. Clever." He leapt back to the bed to receive more attention from her skillful hands.
"But they smell more of you now, wearing them for that many days in a row wouldn't have worked for long. Since I found you as well." He closed his eyes happily before popping them back open.
"I wouldn't have thought to follow a second Kakashi walking around the village." He continued on bravely, filling the silence. "Don't you think its clever Kakashi?"
Kakashi continued to stare at Sakura who resolutely found other things to look at. Then he glanced at Pakkun quickly.
"Ahem, yes, think I'll be going now." Sakura stoked his velvety ears one more time.
"See you later Pakkun." With that he disappeared, waiting for his next summoning. She rolled back over onto her side, exposing her bare shoulders and back to Kakashi as she pulled the blanket and sheet up a little.
He stepped onto her bed and then over her to land lightly on the floor. Picking up his old jounin vest he noticed how small it was, it must have been the first one he'd gotten. Sakura had probably picked it so that it didn't fit too large.
He hadn't noticed any of his dirty clothes missing when he'd realized she'd been in his apartment. Only that her pile of clothes, still sitting in his room, were left untouched.
Sakura watched his back as he set the vest hanging over the back of the chair once again before turning over on her other side. Not knowing what to say to him she opted for avoiding the whole situation. Even as she desperately wanted to watch him, talk to him, touch him.
As she felt a weight indent the bed near her back her heart almost leapt into her throat. When his fingers trailed lightly through her hair and stroked down her back she shivered. When his hand left its place between her shoulder blades, leaving every hair standing on end, she turned over. He was facing her doorway, elbows resting on his thighs.
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