Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet Carnal Desires ❯ Harrasment ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: Kakashi is mine. I wish.

 

 

Sweet Carnal Desires

 

Kakashi x Sakura

 

By: Artemis the Black Witch

 

 

 

Summary: `What are you doing?' she demanded. `What does it look like?' he answered dryly. `Harassing me!' was her hissed reply. She pushed him off her and stamped away. Kakashi looked down. `Fuck, not again.'

 

 

 

Chapter 4: Harassment

 

Target found.

 

Object was on the move.

 

Object had a cup of coffee and was currently drinking it while looking through unidentified documents, face scrunched up on distaste and was positively murderous.

 

The door of the room was opened.

 

Two unidentified human entered.

 

One was object's colleague and the other was Hyuuga Neji.

 

The colleague turned and left while the ANBU captain stayed behind.

 

Narrowing his eyes, he directed his whole attention on to the two occupants in the room, noting how object was teasing the captain mercilessly by the looks of the grumpy look on his face and object's laughter and how the target had steadied the captain by wrapping it's arms around his waist.

 

Object was now moving towards a cabinet in the room while the Hyuuga prodigy sat on the bed which was at the side of the room and looked incredibly sulky. Who knew that someone as cold as him could look like that? It must be because of Sa-

 

“KAKASHI-SENSEI!!!!!!!!! ME AND TEME BEEN LOOKING ALL AROUND FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!!!! I WANT-”

 

Naruto's loud screaming was halted when Kakashi promptly kicked him down the tree he was sitting at. An `omph' could be heard below accompanied with Sasuke's usual monotonic insult to the blond.

 

“Dobe.”

 

“WHY YOU-!”

 

Sasuke kicked him in the rear, sending him flying back up to the branch above where Kakashi was with a familiar orange book in front of his face. In reflex Naruto focused his chakra onto the sole of his feet and swung down to meet his former sensei upside down on the tree branch he landed on. Sasuke appeared next to him in an instant, sitting rather than standing like the loud ninja on the branch.

 

“Kakashi-sensei! Let's go train! It's boring here! What are you doing here anyway?” Naruto whined.

 

Kakashi snapped his novel shut and gave them his usual smile. “Gathering information. Know thy enemy.”

 

Subtly, he glanced casually at the direction of the hospital, which didn't escape the close attention of the Uchiha prodigy, before forming seals with his hands and was gone in a blink.

 

Sasuke looked at the direction where Kakashi turned to and saw Sakura tending to Neji's arm.

 

He smirked.

 

“Aa.”

 

Information gathering indeed.

 

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

 

Sakura was not in a good mood.

 

In fact, she felt like she would crack up any moment now.

 

The hospital could be now described as `the biggest pain in the ass' in her vocabulary. Six surgeries in one day she could handle, another lab assignment with Haru she could handle, or even give her a solo S-class mission to Water, she won't even beat an eyelash, but paperwork was intolerable.

 

She stood in front of her desk, staring at the amount of reports and files loaded on, just this morning by Shizune for her to write up.

 

To add to her frustrations, a sticky note was put on top all that pain with huge bold red letters emphasising on her written-up report of her dear old sensei by Tsunade-shishou.

 

Woe was life.

 

She was close to start jumping up and down while tugging on her hair manically.

 

She needed more coffee.

 

That was when Neji came into the picture.

 

The ANBU captain was badly injured and she could see an obvious bruise forming at the side of his head. No wonder he was swaying, albeit only slightly, but if the `Almighty Hyuuga Neji' would sway because of a mere small bruise to the head, then it could never be something trivial.

 

Smirking at the captain, Sakura playfully nudged him in the ribs and dragged him off to sit on the bed, “Neji-kun I never knew that you would get hurt. I thought you're invincible. Oh my poor baby.” She cooed at the grumpy ANBU.

 

She laughed at the expression on his face when she said that, who knew that Hyuuga Neji could act like a five year old?

 

Placing her hands at his temples, she healed his head in five seconds flat and moved away dismissing him with a “Now off you go dear, I have more thing to do to put up with your sulking.” In which the ANBU gave an offended snort and disappeared in a huff.

 

She cackled at him and turned back to her desk.

 

And her face changed immediately of frustration.

 

Damn those things, maybe she could ask Sasuke to Katon no jutsu it into oblivion later? With that in her head she pulled on her lab coat and walked off to the lab to find Haru and annoy him.

 

She was cornered, however, two seconds later as soon as she got out of her room by an annoyed Shizune.

 

“Sakura! How many times do I have to tell you? Stay there until you're finished with it! Or else I'll just have to tell Tsunade-sama not to give you any missions for four months.” She ended with a victorious smirk upon seeing the horror on Sakura's face.

 

“You. Are. Evil.”

 

With that Sakura stomped back into her office.

 

To find Kakashi in the exact position she has found him a few weeks ago with Naruto and Sasuke bickering over the arm chair while the latter was trying hard not to snigger at the uncharacteristically impatient Copy-nin.

 

“What's going on?” she asked, puzzled.

 

“SAKURA-CHAN!!! You are coming to Ichiraku with us, right?”

 

The medic-nin sighed.

 

“Sorry Naruto, I have tons of work to do. Maybe another day?”

 

The blonde's face fell as if a dark cloud had dropped over his head, and then his whining began, “Aw, but Sakura-chan! We haven't gone out since forever! I really want to spend some time with you, please? Please? Please? Please? Please?”

 

She ignored him.

 

And he went on.

 

“Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, plea...mfhhh!”

 

That was Sasuke slamming his at Naruto's face.

 

“Oi, teme! You wanna-” the blonde's tirade was cut off by his deadpanned voice.

 

“Just come Sakura, he won't stop pestering you until you do anyway.”

 

Sighing, Sakura eyed the clock.

 

6:30

 

Then she eyed the stack of paper in front of her. It wasn't like she would do all of that today. She might not even need to do it if Tsunde-shishou gave her a mission tomorrow.

 

Mmm...good idea.

 

“Okay then, let's go!”

 

Blinking at her sudden change of mind, Naruto broke into a huge grin and proceeded to start dragging his two team mates out of the door, while singing his made-up ramen song, with his former sensei walking behind them.

 

Kakashi trailed his eyes to the only girl of the group and down to her backside.

 

Mmm...not bad.

 

 

“And then,” SLURP. “TEME was so weeeak that I have to go,”

 

SLURP SLURP SLURP.

 

“SAVE HIS ASS!”

 

SLURP SLURP SLU-

 

And the Raman King fell off the chair graciously on to his ass as `teme' had hooked his foot on his stool and flipped him off for being `annoying'.

 

Sakura raised an eyebrow at the familiar antics.

 

She rolled her eyes at the ramen eating blond who is now sitting on the floor with his bowl, which has miraculously not spilt a single drop of soup as he fell, while trying to kick Sasuke, who is avoiding his pathetic kicks without even looking at him.

 

Her attention reverted back to her own bowl as she resumed eating it in a slower pace than the blond who is now back on his seat again and ordering his fifth bowl of the night.

 

Her gaze, however, shifted to her left where the masked nin was currently sitting and reading his book.

 

His bowl was already empty.

 

Damn, she missed the eye candy.

 

The flap to the door opened, distracting her from her morbid tactics in finding out the face beneath the mask, revealing Haru in his ever glorious state of dress.

 

Sakura cocked an eyebrow as he waved at her.

 

What on earth is he doing out of the lab?

 

The brunette medic strolled over casually, ignoring the looks her team mates gave him and wrapped an arm around her neck, pulling her over to plant a sloppy kiss on her cheek.

 

Sakura rolled her eyes, used to his antiques and wipped his drool off her cheek in distaste.

 

“What are doing out of the lab? Have you finished the research?”

 

“Sakura darrrrling.” He drawled, pressing yet another slobby kiss on her other cheek, missing Kakashi's murderous glare, “Do have such little faith in me? Of course I have, so now, I can lock you up with me for the next two weeks in the lab for the experiments!”

 

Groaning at his childish behaviour, Sakura proceed to wipe of his drool again with a mild look of disgust on her face.

 

She blinked when her tired brain processed his words.

 

Then her face lit like a light bulb.

 

“Experiments?” Her grin then turned positively evil. “I am so beating you this time, you keep the scores dear, the last time I remembered it's 150-149 to me. I'm winning dear. Not you.”

 

Her reply was a snort and his retreating back headed towards the other side of the shop to his friends his right hand waving back with a salute.

 

A crash on her right caused her to look back at the bickering pair.

 

Naruto can be seen trying to kick Sasuke with his legs as well as eating his ramen while Sasuke was trying not so subtly - it seemed that his patience with the crazy blond has finally ran out - to break his legs.

 

Sakura turned back to her bowl and sighed.

 

This is going to be a long night.

 

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

 

The sky was pitch black with no clouds to be seen as Sakura parted ways with her boys, while Kakashi offered to walk her home.

 

The man walking beside her was silent as a wood as she tried to strike up a conversation with random thoughts in her mind. Unsuccessfully.

 

He simply gave her a `hn' and ignored her.

 

Sakura puffed out her cheeks in annoyance, a habit taken up when she started training under the Godaime who was almost permanently drunk.

 

The night air was not helping her with her nerves around the quiet nin. In short, she felt like she was walking in a sauna and the stuffy silence was not helping.

 

She sneaked a glance at the person strolling casually beside her under the guise of tying her hair up so that she could relieve the heat around her neck.

 

Annoyance grew as she realised that he wasn't paying any attention to her at all.

 

What on earth was wrong with him?

 

After another 5 minutes of brooding silence the pink haired kunoichi could not bear it anymore and with a determined glint in her eyes, she stomped up to the front of the jounin, curled her fingers to the collar of his vest and tugged him down roughly to her eye level.

 

“What is wrong with you?” she demanded, an upward tug on a corner of her lips, another habit formed throughout the years, showed that she was getting increasing irritated with the masked nin before her.

 

Kakashi was forced to be dragged out of his deep thoughts of inventing his 100 ways of butchering Haru as he slowly realised that the woman that he was having many wet dreams with to be an inch apart from her face.

 

His eyes were drawn to her lips as the left corner was pulled up to show her displeasure to his behaviour.

 

Kakashi gave her a smile and said calmly to the storm raging quite near him.

 

“Sakura. The skin on your lips is peeling.”

 

She blinked.

 

...What?

 

By instinct, her tongue drew out and dragged across her lips for confirmation.

 

She gave him a bewildered look as her anger was temporarily forgotten and replied, “No, it's no-”

 

Her sentence was cut off abruptly as the mask on his face was pulled down in a second and his mouth covered hers and at the same time he plunged his mouth into her wet cavern.

 

Hands came around to tilt her head upwards at her nape and cup her head to keep her from moving.

 

Sakura was swept off her feet as he held on to her tightly and his mouth gave her such wonderful tingles down to her toes.

 

Dear lord, he is such a good kisser.

 

He left her mouth in favour of the side of her neck, kissing and sucking at the same time while his hands occupied themselves to her rear, pulling her towards him and, good god, since when did he back her up against a lamp post?

 

A deep moan could be heard when she felt him slip a hand underneath her red top to cup her breast.

 

That was when she realised three things.

 

One. That was her own voice.

 

Two. It wasn't only he, who was doing all the groping and kissing, but her own hands were currently under his arms, curling over his shoulders, pulling her own body as close as his and one of legs was curled around his hips and oh god, she was grinding against him on her own will!

 

Three. What was he doing? What were they doing?

 

Realisation was like a bucket of cold water on her senses.

 

Then anger surged through.

 

That...that...that JERK!

 

“What do you think you're doing?” she demanded as Kakashi moved to slip a hand under the waistline of her cycling shorts.

 

He stopped with a sigh.

 

Damn. Pity. He was so close as well.

 

“What does it look like?” he answered dryly.

 

“Harrassing me!” came her hissed reply.

 

With a shove and a stumble, Sakura was ten feet away from the silver haired nin glaring at him hotly as he raking a hand through his hair with a sigh.

 

The kunoichi lift her head up defiantly and yelled at him.

 

“YOU PERVERT!”

 

And she was gone, stamping away in her fury, leaving the famous Copy-nin behind.

 

Kakashi looked down and groaned, frustration underlying his calm voice.

 

“Fuck, not again.”