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Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine...sadly...

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"Talk?" Sakura looked Genma over, quizzically. 'Surely he doesn't know anything...' She thought timidly.

"Yeah," Genma removed a hand from one of his pockets to pull the senbon from his mouth and roll it between his fingers; thoughtfully. "Do you want to clean up first?"

"C-clean up?" Sakura felt her cheeks grow warm with shame.

"Look," He rubbed his face. "I know what happened between you and Yamato, and I was just trying to give you the opportunity to clean up." Genma looked at her knowingly.

"No," Sakura waved her hands frantically in front of her face. "Nothing like that- I mean something like that happened...but not what you think." She could no longer look the man before her in the eyes. 'How did I end up in this type of situation.' She groaned inwardly.

Genma sighed with relief, 'Thank goodness...Yamato what were you thinking?' He stepped foreward and placed a hand on the young womans shoulder reassuringly. "Lets go somewhere private, shall we?" He offered.

"We can go to my apartment," She pointed in the direction. "I will feel comfortable there; I look like a mess." Sakura frowned, looking down ar herself.

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Genma waited patiently in her living room as Sakura showered and dressed in clean clothes. She made them both breakfast before sitting down to discuss whatever he needed to tell her.

"So what did you need to talk to me about?" Sakura pulled at her sleeve nervously.

"Well, it's kind of hard to explain," Genma picked at his breakfast. "Or should I say, I don't know where to begin." He tapped an index finger against his temple, trying to form his thoughts in to plain sentences.

"Ok, I am just going to lay this all on the table." Genma slouched back against the couch. "Kakashi, Yamato, and I all joined in on a bet that involved...taking your virginity." He looked directly at her, it was hard to say, but she deserved to hear it.

"All of you..." Sakura looked away, disbelieving and abashed. "Even Kakashi?" She looked hurt.

"That's the thing," Genma sat up straight, ready to explain. "I noticed, as well as Yamato, the way you two look at each other. Kakashi obviously noticed how much you have grown over the past couple of years, and deep down he wanted to acknowledge you as a woman, but this is Kakashi we are talking about here. He did not want to shame you..."

"Shame me?" Sakura looked angry. "Three men I trust the most betting against one another for my virginity; that is shameful!" Her mentor shined through her at that moment and Genma felt like cowering, but he had to finish.

"Yamato and me," Genma continued. "Came up with this bet ahead of time, thinking that it would motivate him. Honestly he was heavily intoxicated when he agreed; I was shocked to tell the truth. We actually expected him to shoot it down and then seek you out for the sheer fact that he would want to protect you from us. Him agreeing was not part of the plan, but it worked; I saw him leave your apartment the other night." Sakura blushed.

"I told Yamato that it was time to back out of the deal; obviously Kakashi made a move and it was now up to the two of you to decide where it would go." Genma looked around the room, searching for the time; Sakura pointed at a small clock across from him. "Sorry, I don't have much time, but anyways...Kakashi came to me last night and demanded we forget about the bet because we were too old for dangerous games like this; I agreed. He was worried about hurting you, and I think that if something happened between the two of you, he didn't want to think it had to do with anything besides his own honest feelings." Sakura stared at him with an incredulous look.

"As for Yamato's actions tonight," Genma looked apologetically. "I don't know what he was thinking, and for that I am sorry. I also want to apologize for my own actions." He was shocked to hear Sakura laugh as he finished.

"I forgive you Genma, besides, I never once thought you would make a move on me." She smirked deviously. "We all know you have a thing for Shizune." Sakura laughed again as Genma tried awkwardly to hide the hint of a blush on his cheeks.

"Right then, I need to get going." He stood abruptly and meandered briskly toward the front door. "Just think about what I said, and even though I just confessed Kakashi's feelings for him, take them in to consideration, but don't blame any of this on him." Genma opened the door and stepped outside.

"Oh, and go ahead and take the day off," He smiled generously in her direction. "I will give Hokage-sama a good reason for your absence."

"That's very kind of you Genma, but I don't slack off." She smiled back politely and Genma could not help but see the fierce Hokage herself, gleaming through, once more.

"Ok, well take it easy then. See ya." With that he was gone, and Sakura had a lot to think about; on the way to work of course. She was already running late, today would be a long day.

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Sakura had all day to ruminate over her conversation with Genma that morning; many of her patients began to feel uncomfortable when faced with her constant and drastic mood changes. One minute she was fine and willing to forgive, and the next she was violent and fuming; she would have their heads!

When the day finally ended, Sakura rushed home; her bed was calling her. When she arrived though, she realized she had a visitor. Unable to make out who they were from her distance, she approached her apartment with caution. Realizing who the night time guest was, Sakura exhaled in relief.

"Kakashi." Sakura greeted him with an eager smile. "Even though I am exhausted, I can honestly say I am happy to see you." She was thankful for the darkness surrounding them as she blushed deeply. Sakura surprised herself, realizing she could not harness any anger toward the copy-nin; she had it bad.

"Sakura," Kakashi's right eye creased in his signature smile, and the young Kunoichi led the way in to her apartment; turning lights on as she went. "I hope it's not too late to stop by."

"Not at all," She paused, closing the door after her former sensei. "You are always welcome here."

"Well, thank you," They made their way to the living room, taking seats at opposite ends of her small couch. Images from their encounter two nights ago flooded her thoughts, and Sakura felt her body flush with warmth. "Genma said something about you not feeling well, and I know you well enough to know that you don't get sick, so I wanted to come check up on my favorite student." He looked genuinely concerned.

"I'm fine," She brushed away his apprehension with a wave of her hand and one of her full, and toothy grins. "I have just had a lot going on lately."

"Anything you want to talk about?" He eyed her; his expression was soft and comforting.

"Actually," Sakura bit her lip; across the couch, Kakashi tensed. 'That lip.' He lamented.

"I did have something I wanted to ask you." Her words were light and breathy; she was nervous.

"Hn?" Was the only response he could muster. His eyes were on her mouth, and his thoughts matched those of the woman in front of him; he could not get over that night, constantly imagining what would have become of their situation, had he stayed.

"Why did you leave the other night?" Sakura questioned tensely; Kakashi snapped his eyes away from her mouth, and met with her intense stare. As if she had read his mind, speaking his very thoughts, the copy-nin was slightly shaken.

"I told you," He paused contemplating his choice of words. "You were drunk, and I would never dream of taking advantage of one of my students in such a vulnerable situation." Kakashi mentally kicked himself. 'Student? She is no longer my student.'

"Former student." Sakura's words were solid, as she glared at her ex-sensei.

"Yes, former stu-" Kakashi had a handful of pink hair, pulling Sakura's head back. She had attempted to lunge at him and steal a kiss Instead she found herself straddling Kakashi, precariously on the edge of the couch, bent backwards in a contorted arch against his body. "Actually, Sakura, I still have plenty to teach you." He growled against her chest, his warm breath sweeping across her flesh.

Sakura felt his teeth on her neck; much like that night, and she groaned with pleasure. If he did not see this through to the end, she was bound to lose her mind. Her body flushed; her skin was on fire, and her body ached so desperately for the man beneath her.

Kakashi bit her hard; this was something Sakura assumed he enjoyed, and she had no complaints. Finally releasing her pink tresses, he used his newly freed hand to trace her spine from top to bottom, his hand coming to rest on the small of her back.

Sakura sat up, looking him in his visible eye. She moved fluidly to remove his forehead protector; revealing his Sharingan. Studying the mismatched set of eyes, Sakura was captivated. She moved slowly to hook a finger beneath his mask. Her heart beat wildly within her chest. 'Just a little farther...' She tugged cautiously at the tight fabric.

Sakura stared at the face in front of her; she held her breath as she pulled down the last remnants of his mask. When at last his face was revealed, she could not peel her eyes away; Kakashi was a handsome man. Sakura now understood his desire to hide behind the mask; he was utterly distracting.

"Kakashi..." She breathed, stroking his face lightly with her finger tips. The Jonin stared back at her vehemently, as they sat there unmoving for several seconds. "Kakashi I want-" She felt a pair of soft full lips press against her own, and she succumbed to his embrace.

Kakashi filled her mouth with his own skilled tongue; his kiss was deep and loving, unlike any kiss Sakura had ever experienced. When he pulled away she groaned with objection, but he continued to trail kisses down her neck, stopping only when his chin met with the collar of her vest.

Looking up, Kakashi gave Sakura a look, awaiting her approval. In answer she closed her eyes and tilted her head back; Kakashi unzipped the garment at painfully, and teasingly slow pace. Once the article of clothing was no longer an obstruction, he continued with his conduct. Kakashi picked up where he left off, trailing kisses from the nape of her neck, to her clavicle, and down to the crease between her breast, where he stopped momentarily to nip at the tender flesh visible just above her bra. Sakura moaned, slinking her arms around his head, pulling him closer.

Kakashi grasped her by the hips and forced her back gently, once agin arching her spine. His lips trailed another line of kisses down her abdomen, and across her navel, stopping directly above her skirt; unlatching her bra as he went. As Kakashi pulled her back up, Sakura brought her hands up to shield her exposed breasts; she had been completely unaware of his actions. Kakashi smiled tenderly, pulling her hands away; she blushed deeply.

Taking one of her breast in his hand, Kakashi brought it to his mouth, encircling it with his tongue; Sakura inhaled deeply. She let her hands explore his back, holding on tightly as he continued to nip and suck at her tender mounds.

"Not here..." Sakura whispered in his ear, and Kakashi understood immediately. He stood and grabbed her tightly around the bottom, lifting her up with him. They traveled slowly through her apartment like this, locked passionately in a kiss, until they stumbled in to the bedroom. Kakashi stopped at the edge of Sakura's bed, and released his grip on the Kunoichi; knocking her breath out as she hit the mattress.

"Kakashi!" Sakura sat up, flustered, and he could not help but laugh. Pushing her back upon the bed, Kakashi positioned himself between her legs; his face hovered inches above her own. With a hand, he traced his way down her side and leisurely began to remove her lower garments; Sakura looked anxious.

Laying beneath the Copy-nin, completely nude and defenseless, she was aware of a familiar heat bubbling up from her core. As if there were an untamed beast of her own, deep inside of her, she felt carnivorous, and hungry for the man above her. 'So this is that monster...' Sakura remembered Yamato's words.

She reached out in the dark, grasping for Kakashi, and she found him, though she was shocked as her hand brushed against exposed flesh. 'When did he...' Sakura pondered as she nervously continued to stroke his chest, running her fingertips down his abdomen and across his stomach; she heard his breath hitch, and he leaned down place his mouth upon hers. Sakura felt something hard pressing against her thigh, and she tried to glide him to her entrance, moaning loudly as they grazed each other; flesh on flesh, but Kakashi resisted. He ended their kiss abruptly, and sunk his face against her shoulder.

"W-what is it?" Sakura asked desperately.

"I can't do this.." Kakashi sighed dejectedly in her ear.

"Why not?" She sobbed.

"Sakura," Kakashi sat up on his knees, running a hand through his hair, as he exhaled dolefully. "There's something I need to tell you. I-"

"About the bet?" Sakura smirked at the look of shock on her former sensei's face.

"How long have you known?" He asked, disbelieving.

"Since this morning," Sakura wrapped her legs around him and pulled him back down to her level. "Genma told me everything after Yamato almost won the bet." She rushed through her last words, fearful of his reaction.

"Yamato almost-" Sakura sealed his mouth with her own, disabling him from continuing, but he broke free.

"In that case..." Kakashi's eyes were dark, filled with an intense and terrifying look. "I have no reason to hold back." He growled in to her neck before biting down cruelly, drawing blood, and soliciting a loud moan from Sakura.

Enveloped by the mixture of pleasure and pain pulsing from the fresh wound on her neck, Sakura was completely oblivious to Kakashi's movements and gasped in shock as she felt him enter her. He held his breath as her warmth surrounded him, clutching the sheets beneath them as he tried to firmly to control himself; Sakura hissed in pain as he pushed gently against her barrier.

"Ah!" One last cry of agony, and Kakashi slid deep within her; Sakura gasped in pleasure, digging her nails in the Jonin's back. The way he made love to her was enamoring. The explosion Sakura had been awaiting, finally came; culminating blindly, and clutching Kakashi's thrusting hips, Sakura convulsed in spasm's of euphoria. Though that experience was not limited to that single moment, and lasted a good part of the night, the Copy-nin at last abandoned his senses and surrendered to his own glorious bliss.

Kakashi let out a long, satisfied sigh and collapsed atop the pink haired Kunoichi; he watched as the last bout tremors passed through her and her chest rose and fell rapidly with her breath. There was a light sheen of sweat glazing her skin, cooling her drastically; she shivered. Silently, Kakashi fell beside her, bringing the sheets up to cover them, and pulled Sakura close to his chest.

No words were spoken, as none were needed, and the two drifted to sleep, simultaneously.

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The sun was bright and unwelcome to Kakashi as he opened his eyes, taking in his surroundings. 'Sakura's room.' He noted, but when he turned to face her, there was no one beside him.

"Sakura?" Kakashi called out as he stood and walked out of her room; dressing as he went.

"I'm in here!" She called from the living room; Kakashi followed her voice. Sakura was fully dressed and heading out the door.

"Do you have to help out at the hospital today?" Kakashi inquired.

"No," Sakura smiled deviously. "I have to find Ino and get her to pay up."

"Pay up?" Kakashi wasn't following.

"Yeah, she bet that I couldn't bag the infamous Copy ninja." She laughed as she opened the door. "But clearly, she underestimated her opponent." She walked out closing the door behind her, and doubled over with laughter.

Of course none of that was true and she merely had a summons from Lady Tsunade, but seeing Kakashi's shocked expression before she left was priceless. 'How does it feel, Kakashi-sensei?' Sakura chuckled to herself as she made her way, cheerfully, to the Hokage's residence; maybe no one would notice the slight pep in her step...