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Chapter 6 - Growth!

Kakashi watched Sakura with interest as she pranced and spun down the darkened street of Konoha.

It had taken Kakashi all of five minutes after they had left the club to work out that Sakura was actually drunk. Very drunk. She had clung very tightly to his arm as they left, pressing his arm in between her breasts and bumping her hip against him slightly as they walked. Then as they drew a relatively safe distance from the club she released him, and danced up the street a little ways in front of him, stopping every once in a while when she came across a light pole, or a street sign. Then she would stop, throw Kakashi a very flirty smile and would start dancing against said pole.

Kakashi couldn't believe he was being teased like this by his little pink haired student. He had never expected Sakura to be so bold. He continued to move at an even pace, keeping his one exposed eye trained on the cherry blossom, while he kept his ears perked for any signs of threat.

Part of him urged for the removal of the cover on his sharringan. That same part that wanted her teasing dance moves burned into his brain forever. The same part he had been fighting to ignore ever since he had pulled Sakura's name out of the bucket.

The more she danced and teased, the more that part took over. Kakashi was fighting a loosing battle with himself.

Just at that moment, Sakura had hooked her leg around another pole and begun dancing, "Oh Sensei..." she said with a cheeky wink, "If I fall for you, will you be there to catch me?"

Kakashi blinked in surprise. She hadn't said anything to him since the club. She had simply run ahead and danced, and to think that would be the first thing she said sent a pleased shiver up Kakashi's spine.

"Yes Sakura, I will always be there to catch you," he said quietly.

In that very moment, that second, Sakura's red stiletto on her left foot snapped with a loud crack, and with a surprised 'oh', she fell to the ground with a soft thump, landing on her backside.

"I thought you said you would catch me?" she said with a pout.

Kakashi chuckled and moved over to inspect the damage, "Need to give me a little more warning first, Sakura."

"No promises," she said, flashing him a brilliantly wide grin.

He offered her his hand and she took it and was pulled to her feet, however as she put her left foot on the ground she cried out in pain. Kakashi bent down to inspect the sore foot and took it gently in his hand. It was already starting to swell and had some signs of bruising already.

"Well, my diagnosis is a sprain," he said looking up at his pink haired date, "Although, I'm sure as hell no doc. Can you walk on it?"

She narrowed her eyes at him, "I stepped on it before and went ouch, I don't think I can."

Kakashi rubbed his masked chin in thought, "Then I guess there's nothing for it, I'm going to have to carry you home."

The pink that rose in Sakura's cheeks coupled with the small smile that now graced her lips had Kakashi wondering if she had sprained her ankle on purpose. He bent down in front of her, and she gently slid her arms around his neck. Then he felt her chest press against his shoulder-blades, and finally her left leg slid up on his hip, followed closely by her right.

Slowly and carefully, Kakashi got to his feet. Sakura was very light on his back. She wriggled slightly to get comfortable, but instead she slipped back. In an attempt to stop her from falling, Kakashi grabbed her backside and hoisted her up higher on his back. The soft moan that escaped Sakura's lips when he did this was almost too much, not to mention that fact that his hands were now firmly planted on her ass.

"Sensei," she whispered in his ear. Another shiver shot though him as her warm breath blew on his ear, "Do you like where your hands are?" Her question was followed by a soft nip on the top of his ear.

He couldn't hold back the moan that escaped him.

"I'll take that as a yes then, Sensei," she giggled seductively.

It was defiantly a yes. He liked it very much.

The bright sun light streaming through the window cut against Sakura's closed eyes. It had previously been shining across the top of her exposed shoulders, warming her tired body. Now it was waking her up, rather then keeping her pleasantly warm and comfortable.

"No..." She mumbled rolling over to rid herself of the blasted light. Bad idea. The light had been bad enough, it had hurt her eyes, BUT the moment she rolled over, she was slammed with a thumping migraine and the overwhelming urge to puke. Quick as lightning, she shot up out of bed, straight out to the bathroom. She paid no attention to the rest of the house, or the smell of expertly cooked eggs, sausages and bacon. All she could do was hope she reached the bathroom in time to puke directly into the toilet bowl.

She heaved, bringing up multi coloured fluids and the remainance of last nights dinner with Kakashi...

Wait, last night... Kakashi...

Thats right, she had completely forgotten her and Kakashi had had their first date last night. What had happened?

She recalled Ino being late, and drunk, Shikamaru taking her home... Dancing with Tenten and Hinata... scolding Kakashi about his perverted book and bringing it on their date and reading it in the dark... and a couple of guys at the bar buying her drinks, Kakashi moving up behind her protectively, half scaring them off...

Then it became fuzzy.

What happened after that?

Sakura rubbed her aching head, and stood, flushing the toilet as she went. She winced at the disgusting aftertaste of vomit and moved to the bathroom sink to brush her teeth.

While she was there she removed the long pink extensions, and brushed them, and her own hair. She placed the extensions back in their box, which Ino had placed on top of her bathroom cabinet for safe keeping after Sakura had left. She then tied her hair back and examined her face. She was pail, and her eyes were slightly hollowed in...

She stepped out of her bathroom and was immediately slammed with the scent of food. Her stomach which had literally just been emptied of all its contense, growled at her like some kind of hungry wolf. She followed the scent to her kitchen, paying more and more attention to her home's state as she went. The living room was a shambles, her clothes from the night before were strewn everywhere, her books were no longer where she had left them, but had been carelessly scattered all over the floor. A blanket lay cast aside on her couch.

Oh shit.

Panic began to rise in the pits of her stomach, and she looked down only just noticing she was wearing an old T-shirt and the same underwear as last night. Now she wasn't even sure she wanted to know what happened last night.

Slowly she poked her head around the doorway into the kitchen. Standing in front of her stove was a man with a shock of messy silver hair.

Shit.

"Good to see your finally up," He said turning away from the stove top to look at her. His exposed eye was crinkled in such a way that had always put her at ease in the past, but right at this second it wasn't working. Sakura was far to busy thinking of all the things that could have possibly happened last night that would lead to her cloths being all over her living room, and her Sensei crashing on her couch, "Enjoying your hangover? Take a seat and eat, and I'll explain once your done," he said plonking a plate of very tasty looking food on the table.

Sakura did as she was told and sat down and hopped straight into the food. She hadn't realized how hungry she was.

"Now about last night," Kakashi's tone was even, but there was a slight pink to his cheeks above his mask, and his eye was watching his hands, which were placed on the table in front of him.

Sakura swallowed the bite of food she had in her mouth and waited for Kakashi to continue.

"You got quite drunk last night Sakura. I certainly wasn't prepared for you to be like that," he said softly,"How is your ankle by the way?"

Sakura looked down at her feet and shrugged, "My left ankle is a little sore, but its not too bad,"

"On the way back here you ran up ahead and were... uhhh... pole dancing..." Kakashi shifted a little, seeming slightly uncomfortable with the conversation.

"I was?" Sakura asked, eyes wide.

"Yes... but that's not the worst of it, when you were doing that, you slipped. Your heel broke and you twisted your ankle, I had to carry you back here. I carried you back here while you were coming on to me..."

Sakura's eyes went very wide and her face went bright red.

"You came onto me very hard Sakura..." Kakashi's voice was little more then a whisper, but Sakura heard him very clearly.

"Did anything else happen?" she asked.

"Thankfully no... almost though... We got back here and you begged me to stay the night. It was a stupid move on my part, I agreed... you were very forceful, very flirtatious, very hard to say no to..." Kakashi now lowered his head, trying to hide the red in his cheeks, "you cornered me on the couch... stripped down... I don't know how it stopped..."

Sakura's eyes were wide and round with shock, her face was beat red with embarrassment and her heart was swollen with pride that her sensei had been able to control himself where she could not, "T-thank you..." she muttered.

"Dont thank me yet..." he said.

Sakura had never seen Kakashi like this. He was awkward, and shy. A huge change from the confident and flirty Kakashi she was used to. Before Sakura knew it Kakashi was standing right next to her pulling her head around to face him, "I need to know something, to test something," he whispered.

He lent down to her, his face very close to her own. His eyes stared deep into hers, a secret meaning in his actions becoming apparent behind his dark eye. Sakura's breath caught in her chest in anticipation. Agonizingly slowly Kakashi lent in and gently kissed the corner of her mouth. Sakura released a small moan. His cloth covered lips, and the gentleness of his touch sent shivers though her body unlike anything she had ever felt before. A warmth started to pool between her legs and she wanted to force him to kiss her more. She wanted this.

"Kakashi..." she whispered.

Kakashi grunted in response. He didn't move, instead he waited for her to decide.

"Kiss me... please..." she begged.

It hadn't taken much at all. No building of noticeable emotion over time, nothing like that. It was sudden, like a strike of lightning. She wanted Kakashi Hatake.

His cloth covered mouth moved slowly over her lips and his hands slid around her waist. Her arms snaked around his neck in an attempt to pull him closer. She could feel his hot breath through the cloth, she could feel it catching with his nervs. His hands shook slightly on the small of her back. She stood slowly and pushed herself closer to him, pressing her breasts against his hard chest. This simple action encouraged a moan from her sensei and his one exposed eye closed. He wanted her as much as she wanted him.

"Please, Kakashi... Kiss me..." she breathed.

Without argument, and with a small satisfied moan, he obliged. He kissed her through the mask, and her knees went weak. He had to hold her up when he nibbled on her bottom lip though the cloth of his mask.

Tehehehe...

My Boyfriend inspired this little piece 3

Nothing too bad... yet... after all, its only the first date... 3 more to go XD