Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet Carnal Desires ❯ Playing ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Sweet Carnal Desires

Summary: `What are you doing?' she demanded. `What does it look like?' he answered dryly. `Harassing me.' She exclaimed hotly. Then she pushed him off her and stormed away from him. Kakashi looked down, `Fuck, not again.'

Kakashi x Sakura

By: Artemis the Black Witch

Chapter 3: Playing

Two weeks later.

Beepbeep. Beepbeep. Be-be-be-beep. Beep. Beepbeep.

Sakura looked up from her patient in front of the surgical table to the life machine and gave a sigh of relief. Success. She nearly lost him twice during the operation, but she had finally gotten all the poison away from his blood system.

She hated patients dying when they were in her care. It made her remember that once upon a time, she had been the weakest of her team and her incapability in saving them. It happened of course, that is unavoidable if you work in the line of medics regardless of whether you were good or not.

The feeling of failure was always bitter.

The first time she had lost her patient, she had stayed up for 5 nights in a row studying on medic scrolls to improve her skills, hoping somehow that if she was better or more skilled than she was now, that patient wouldn't have died. She berated herself over and over again, nearly working herself to death. If Tsunade hadn't stopped her and hammered some sense into that thick-skull of hers, she didn't know what would have happened.

The inter-com could be heard in the surgical room as it informed Sakura of her patient in another room.

She pulled her gloves off and tugged the surgical mask from her face. Her white coat was unbuttoned again as she walked out the doors of the operation room with a feeling of triumph. She strode down the corridor of the hospitals and reached the room her next patient was waiting in.

As she neared the room she heard a familiar loud voice,

“Teme! What are you? An idiot? That guy was aiming for you with a shirkurin already and you still rushed right over with chidori?”

And an equally familiar deadpanned voice saying,

“Shut up, dobe.”

Sakura rolled her eyes at them as she could easily picture Naruto standing by Sasuke's bed and Sasuke sitting up the bed giving the blond boy his usual scowl. An affectionate smile could be seen on her face as she stood outside the room. Some things never change.

Without a word or warning, she barged in Sasuke's room, brushed past Naruto who was holding a fist at the Uchiha and pulled off his covers to look at the damage done.

Two kunai and a shurikan were implanted to his side.

Sakura lifted an eyebrow and gave Sasuke one of her looks that obviously said, `I am not impressed'.

The stoic Uchiha merely grunted but had turned his face away from her.

With a flick, the medic pulled the weapons out of his side and covered it with her chakra pumped palms to stop the blood from flowing. Without sparing either of them a glance, she walked briskly to the medical cupboard and pulled out a roll of bandages over and wrapped his torso up.

If she was 13 years old at that moment, she would have squealed in a high-pitched girly squeal and started staring at his chest. But now, it was different. Sasuke was like a brother to her. Which explained her next action.

Making a Sasuke-shaped hole on the wall of the hospital.

“Sakura.” His voice could be heard muffled by the wall.

“You idiot.” Was her simple answer to his simple question.

“Hn.”

“You can go now. And I don't want to see anything as stupid like that ever again. You are being badly influenced by that idiot over there.” One hand waving absently at Naruto.

She ignored his offended, “Hey!”

“If there is, there will be no missions for you for a month due to `getting rusty'.”

“Ya hear that, teme? I don't want to see you that stupid as well!” Naruto chimed in.

“Hn.” Was his predictable response.

Pausing for a minute, she turned to Naruto, “Is Kakashi back yet?”

“Yeah! I saw him buying the newest Icha Icha Paradise this morning.”

Sakura raised an eyebrow. “Naruto. You were in the store, I presume?”

“Yeah!” was his happy response.

Sakura smirked amusedly, “Why were you there? We all know Kakashi is a pervert.” She gave a sigh and shook her head in mock disapproval, “Not you too, Naruto.”

Sasuke smirked.

Naruto went bright red.

“I-I-I wasn't buying Icha Icha Paradise! I was…I was buying another book!” was his excuse.

“We all know that bookstore was only for those kind of books, dobe.” Sasuke said dryly, smirking.

Naruto kept quiet.

Sakura, deciding on taking pity on the poor boy said loudly, “You know what? I don't think I even want to know. As long as I don't see you reading it, it's fine then.”

Naruto gave a sigh of relief.

“Thank god that the pervert's back, I need to check on his Sharigan. I checked his medical records yesterday and the last update was 2 years ago, could you believe it? I can't believe that man, he's so annoying. Always coming to my house after missions for me to heal him instead of going to the hospital straight away. Did you know that he once came to me at 3 at night with 4 broken ribs and a broken leg! He's so infuriating! Then another time-”

“Sakura. You're rambling.” Was Sasuke's monotonic voice as his hand covered her mouth to stop her rapid speech, while Naruto just stood there and nodded to her as if he really did understood what she was saying, despite the fact that her speech was so fast that it was quite hard to pick up the content.

The inter-com went off again, requiring Sakura's assistance in another room.

She groaned. “I swear they are trying to kill me with the amount of work load I have.”

“But you love it though, don't you?” Naruto said with his wide smile.

Her eyes softened and she have him one of her soft smiles.

“Yeah.”

As she turned to leave, Naruto gave her a yell, “Sakura-chan! You're coming to the pub, tonight, right?”

She tilted her head backwards and gave him a yes and then disappeared in a flash.

“So, up for ramen?”

“We just came back dobe.” Was his annoyed reply.

“Even better!”

The only sound they could hear was an annoyed grunt and two pops as the two ninjas disappeared.

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The pub was crowded was Sakura weaved her way through thongs of people, mostly ninjas, to reach her friends who had already arrived earlier. Ino was sitting at the side, flashing any guy that passed their table flirty glances beneath her eyelashes, Shikamaru was sitting there and muttering about troublesome team mates, Choji was eating was usual and Naruto was having a drinking competition with Sasuke,

while Kakashi was sitting nearby with his group of friends, Anko, Genma, Kurenai, Asuma and Gai.

“And here comes our favourite pink haired beauty. How are you, my love? Would you like to come over to my house tonight? I've missed you.” Genma slandered over lazily, trying to leer down her half buttoned blouse.

Instead of pummelling him into oblivion as she would have done to him any other day, she hooked her arms under the man's arms, pressed herself against him, her lips hovering over his and gave him a sultry smile.

Her hand curled around his nape, breathing to the shell of his ear, she said in a husky voice, “Oh Genma, I'd love to!” she purred. Then trailing a finger up his arm, she went on in a husky voice, “What time? 11?” Pausing, she bit her lip and gave him a heated look. “I'll even dress up as your personal nurse.”

There was a pregnant silence as everybody on the table stopped what they were doing at once and stared at them with their jaws dropped to the ground, while Genma felt Kakashi's burning gaze on his back. Asuma raised his eyebrows in amusement.

It was common knowledge in the group after a night of forcing 10 shots of vodka, 6 mugs of brandy and 15 shots of gin down the man's throat that Kakashi was attracted to her.

For once in his life, Genma spluttered as his face grew red rapidly resembling a tomato and at the same time fearing for his own safety, if looks could kill, the ones that Kakashi's lone eye were giving him would have him hung, drawn and quartered already.

“Ah…hahaha. Actually, I think I have something to do tonight!” He peered behind her and as if he saw someone he knew, he waved to air enthusiastically and ran off as if hounds were at his tail, disappearing in the crowd.

Sakura smirked boyishly with a hint of evil amusement in them and rubbed her hands enthusiatically, “Ah, I'm rich!”

Ignoring their expressions, she turned to Kakashi and her smile widened with glee.

It seemed like she has already forgotten about the incident in her office two weeks ago.

“Kakashi-sensei!” she emphasised the sensei as her smile turned dangerous.

And she was on him like a tiger.

Her arms went around his arm in a flash. She gripped his arms tightly and her short nails bit into his skin with vengeance. “How nice of you to grace us with your wonderful presence tonight! I was wondering if you could do the same tomorrow morning at my office? 9 o'clock sharp?” Although she had stated it as a question, it was obvious that it was a demand.

Kakashi blinked.

Her nails went deeper, digging harder into his skin forming little indents and her smile was even more dangerous by the second, if it was even possible.

“Maybe.” Came his usual infuriating one word answer.

Her smile disappeared altogether. His smirk was apparent even under the mask. Oh how he loved winding her up. Her green eyes flashed. A moment later she released him, a scowl now on her face.

Twisting her head to the side when she heard Naruto call her name, she gave her friends a brief wave, indicating that she would be there in a few moments, she turned back to him and hissed into his ear, “You'd better, Tsunade has been badgering me for your file for the past two weeks. She's going to have my head if you didn't come.”

Pivoting on her heels, she went over to her table, leaving Kakashi staring at her swaying hips as she left.

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“Sakura-chan!” Naruto exclaimed and jumped up and down like a 5 year old boy in his seat. Shoving people around, he managed to get a space next to him for her with Sasuke sitting on her other side.

Taking her seat, she smiled at the two of them, “Hey guys.” Her eyes trailed over the people sitting around the table and rested on Ino. She smirked evilly.

“Wh-What?” Ino asked, getting unnerved by her face.

Sakura's smirk widened.

“You owe me 100 bucks.”

Stunned silence as Ino blinked over her friend's words.

“No way!” she finally exclaimed. “Not possible! You made Genma splutter and blush?”

Sakura just continued smirking.

Ino's eyes widened further, “How?” she demanded.

Sakura just smiled coyly, leaning on to an unsuspecting Naruto, she purred out in the exact tone she had used before, “Oh Genma, I'd love to!” she purred at a spluttering Naruto. Then trailing a finger up the poor boy's arm, she went on, “What time? 11?” Pausing, she bit her lip in mock consideration, her eyes flashing in humour, “I'll even dress up as your personal nurse!”

Everyone, except poor Naruto whose face was growing red at each passing moment, burst out in laughter while Sasuke smirked.

Sakura held her hand out. “So, pig, pay up.”

Grumbling under her breath about flowers and money, Ino grudgingly dumped 100 bucks into Sakura's out-stretched hand. With a flick of her hand the money disappeared into her pocket.

Waving a hand in the air, she gave the bartender a yell for a lemonade breezer and started arguing with Ino on how Jiraya was not sexy.

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“Sa-ku-ra.”

Sakura turned to see a medic-nin strolling up to her leisurely. Her smile brightened.

“Haru, what are you doing here? Not trying to snatch my patients away, are you?”

Although he has high almost aristocratic cheek bones, eyes that are as blue as the ocean, he looked as untidy as ever. His brunette locks were messy and in dire need of a brush, his face was in need of a shave, his tie was loosened around his neck, his shirt untucked and his lab coat was wrinkled and unbuttoned.

Yes, Akira Haru was one of the messiest people Sakura had ever known and could almost rival Naruto. However, that did not stop girls from fawning all over him everywhere he went.

The heart-throb was not only good-looking, but was one of the top medics in Konoha and ranked right up the top next to Sakura. However, instead of working actively in the ER, (this had happened before, it had resulted in him and Sakura fighting each other and competing with the number of patients they could take on in one day, and in the end both of them were so tired after three weeks that they collapsed for 2 weeks with Sakura forced off the mission rotas), Haru works in the lab, doing experiments to think of new ways to help people. He was the kind of person who, when got started on a thing, the time would fly out his head. This was why he was always so messy, he would just stay in the lab for days and not come out - just like Sakura.

Haru and Sakura had a love-hate relationship. It was almost like Naruto and Sasuke's, but while they tried out-doing each other in fighting, they tried out-doing each other in the medical field. Although this had resulted in over-exhaustion on both their parts, the medical world had benefited from their competitions. On the other hand, they were close friends and often did research with each other when Sakura wasn't annoyed with his cockiness. This often resulted in either they arguing with each other about something they didn't agree on, or them staying in the lab for days and not coming out until their friends drag them out.

“Nah, but I'm sure they want my sweet temper instead of you. I just finished writing up the report we did on the poison last week. I'm hungry, come for lunch with me?” He smirked as he swung an arm around her shoulders.

“Sorry, Kakashi-sensei is coming for his check up today; I need to be in to trap him with my net in case he escapes again.” She smiled apologetically.

“Ah, but Saaaakurrrraaaa! It's only 11! Don't you want breakfast?” he whined.

Pushing his arm off her shoulders she smirked evilly, “My appointment with him is at 9. He should be here soon. Besides, I'm sure Keiko would love to, why don't you go ask her? She's just over there.”

Haru froze. “Keiko?” he shuddered at the thought of the nurse who clung to him whenever he was in her sight and his face paled.

Sakura's smirk widened. She gasped dramatically and waved at a random direction at the open air, “Keiko! Over here! Haru's finally out of his lab!”

If it was possible his face paled even further. Without looking backwards, the genius jumped out of the nearest window and escaped with his tail between his legs.

Sniggering at his antics, Sakura twirled on her heels and headed to her office.

To see Kakashi sitting on her desk, fidgeting with her desk lamp, twisting it in a weird angle like a six year old finding a new fascinating toy.

Giving out a started yelp, she pressed a hand against her heart, she fumed, “How many times I do I have to tell you, knock before coming in! Or rather don't even come in when I'm clearly not there!”

Her face was flushed with anger with her hands on her hips. Kakashi loved it whenever she was angry, her eyes would be flared with anger and her lips looked so soft and wet that Kakashi was tempted to kiss her, instead he swung himself into her office, slouching in front of her desk and shrugged nonchalantly.

“I was hoping for you to be in the middle of changing or something like that.” He remarked offhandedly.

There was silence as it took her half a minute for his words to fully sink in.

“Wh-What?” she stared at him wide-eyed, unsure that she had heard him correctly.

“Nothing,” his eye curved as he smiled at her innocently.

Sakura frowned at him and shook her head. Seriously, that man was crazy. But something about him was different today. Come to think of it, his attitude had changed in a very subtle way since…the mission he had before this one. That had brought up with the last encounter she had in this exact same room as that time.

The teasing was normal for him, but to think of it, it was almost…bordering on flirting. She had dismissed it before as one of his `pranks' in making her uncomfortable. Really, you would think that he was a six year old child than a full grown jounin. But now, she couldn't stop the memories plaguing her head.

What was he thinking?

Bastard, he's playing her, wasn't he? He was doing it again with the stupid under-toned comments.

Kakashi stared at her in amusement. She was interesting even when she was zoning out on him. He watched in further delight as her face grew darker and darker and her aura flared out, both indicating her anger, showing her infamous temper, no doubt because of the confusion of his actions.

She really was tempting in her anger. How would she be like in bed? Just as feisty?

But as much as she looked so desirable that he wanted to rip that media coat off her and-

Let's just say he didn't like her ignoring him.

“Sakura.”

No reply.

“Sakura.”

Still no reply.

She seemed to be quite deep in her thoughts.

Her lips looked so full and soft that he wanted to taste them again. He could still remember its taste from that fateful night.

Her bottom lip was pulled up and being chewed between her teeth. That won't do at all. She wouldn't want to have bloodied lip, won't she?

Smirking evilly, Kakashi moved over to her steadily. Noticing too late what he was doing, Sakura looked at him sharply, not understanding what he was trying to do. She stepped back as he moved forward - until her back hit the wall.

She was cornered.

Placing two hands at either side of her head, Kakashi smirked down at her, his eyes smothering her with his heated gaze as he looked her up and down, his gaze lingering on her now parted lips.

Her tongue darted out of nervousness to wet her dry lips.

He groaned. In a flash his mask was pulled down and before she could even see his face properly, his mouth came crashing down to hers, muffling her surprised squeak.

Sakura stared at his closed eyes, frozen on the spot not responding and mouth opened in a gasp as his tongue grazed her bottom lip. He had taken the opportunity to plunge his tongue into her mouth and one of his hands cupped the back of her head to tilt her face upwards for a better angel.

A moment later, her eyes closed on its own accord, soft mewing sounds were coming out from the back of her throat, caught up with her passion. Her arms came up and wrapped themselves around his neck pulling him down, closer to her.

His other hand trailed down her collar, slipped into her unbuttoned coat, around her waist, down her rear, skimmed down her thigh and lifted up her knee to press more fully to her body.

Her eyes snapped open to the feeling of his obviously…awakened parts and pushed him away immediately, gasping.

“What the hell?” she gasped, still not understanding the situation fully, refusing to believe what had happened a few moments ago.