Fade In

Fade In

Chapter Fifteen – Heart

…

The shower turned off moments before Sakura slipped through the window. And when she touched down upon the worn hardwood floor of his living room, Kakashi was rounding the corner of the short hallway.

“Sakura?”

“You shouldn’t leave your windows unlocked.” She said, giving him a barely there smile in the moonlit darkness.

His bare shoulders relaxed as he placed the hidden kunai on the rickety table to his left. He could see her figure outlined in the shadows, all the soft curves and planes of her body. And her eyes…her eyes shimmered with something different tonight.

Kakashi looked away, used the small white towel around his neck to dry his still dripping hair.

“And who was the one who told me use doors like normal people?”

Her lips curved into a knowing smile and she quietly stepped forward. She unzipped her warm red vest, shrugged it off to reveal a black skin tight long sleeved shirt with similar pants and her knee high boots.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Sakura quietly asked, tossing the red clothing on the dark green couch on her way over to him.

She might as well be blunt with him. There was no time to dance around the issue now, no more time to waste doing what she had always done when anything involved Kakashi. She stopped directly behind him and she could see the lean muscles in his back slightly flex, tense a little at her question or maybe it was her closeness.

“Why didn’t you tell me Kakashi?” It was a soft murmur that fanned across his bare upper back. A gentle whisper followed by the pads of her fingers that had him momentarily closing his eyes.

But he turned around, caught her roaming hand in his and stared into her eyes with his own mismatched pair. “What would you have done Sakura? You didn’t even know your own feelings then, what’s the difference now?”

She remained silent, unable to find the right words to convey to him what she felt.

“You should go.” ‘Because I don’t know what I’ll do to you if you stay a second longer.’

Kakashi was about to let her go, but she held on, fingers threading through his and heart pounding in her ears. She had told a former teammate what stirred in her heart once, only to wake up alone on a cold hard bench the next morning. But that had been when she was young right? When she hadn’t yet known what she wanted and was governed only by her wayward emotion and her silly little heart.

So this time…this time it would be different because if Sakura was anything, she was stubborn to a fault.

“If I told you I was scared would you believe me? If I said I was just trying to protect you—myself—would you think I was being selfish and stupid? I don’t know when the lines between us began to blur Kakashi, but when they did I was scared. I didn’t know what to do so I treated you like I’d always treated you. I ignored everything and it worked. For a time it worked.”

Sakura bowed her head as she struggled with herself to make him understand. Why was this so hard?

“We’re shinobi right? We lose our important people, even sometimes ourselves. Maybe I was stupid to run away from everything, but it helped dull the ache…gave me time to figure things out.

But I’m not gonna apologize for being afraid to get close and to love you Kakashi…for being afraid to lose you. With everything that was happening—is happening—I just couldn’t risk-”

“It’s been awhile since I heard you talk so much.”

She felt his hand smooth down her side, his warmth as he stepped even closer.

“If I told you I’d never leave you would you believe me?” He whispered, sliding his hand underneath her shirt.

And she relaxed, let herself feel and just be because this was all she was and all she would have.

“Will you tell me everything’s going to be okay?”

“Everything’s going to be okay. I promise.”

And her silly, scarred, little heart believed him so when Kakashi ghosted his lips across hers she let everything go in a shuddering breath. When his tongue sensuously trailed the seam of her lips and when his hands whispered along her skin, she let herself go.

“Are you sure?” He breathed.

“Yes.”

“There’s no going back.”

“I know.”

And that was all Kakashi needed as he took the kunai from earlier and gently dragged it up the back of her skin tight shirt, pulling the torn black material off of her. His hands fluttered over her body as he led her to his bedroom, touching and caressing, unable to get enough of her because now…now he finally had her.

Sakura threaded her hands through his silver hair, pulled at the slightly damp strands as he trailed hot butterfly kisses along her jaw, down her neck. And then they were suddenly on his bed, the scent of strictly Kakashi wrapping all around her like a hazy fog.

There were just too many years of pent up emotion between them. Too many things left unsaid for so long that it was all rushing out in an uncontrollable flood that neither wanted to stop.

She pressed into his knowing touch, a raspy moan breaking away from her parted lips. Her nails raked down his back, fingers touching and memorizing the feel of his skin, the ripple of lean muscles. She claimed his mouth in a bruising, passionate kiss, nipped his bottom lip and tasted him, wondering if she would ever get enough and why she waited so long for this.

And then his hand trailed a burning path down her middle and didn’t stop until he touched her, made her delirious with his soft strokes and gentle probes. It had never felt quite like this with any other. This all-consuming need to have him and to be with him was overwhelming. A crashing kaleidoscope of raw emotion.

“Kakashi…”

He kissed her again, breath slightly ragged as he shed his only article of clothing. It was only a breadth of a moment before she felt him—all of him—enter her in one smooth, beautiful motion. Sakura gasped, looked into his mismatched eyes, took in his uncovered face and the fade in of emotion that was always hidden behind the mask.

And as he thrust into her, hard and passionate, as her breathy moans left her lips and she gripped his arms till the whites of her knuckles shown, she thought to herself that no one could take this away from her. This moment in time was hers and only hers to have.

Kakashi stole another deep kiss, locked their lips as he continued to drive into her core and drown her sweet sounds that were only for him with his mouth. Her hands squeezed his shoulders and nails bit into his skin as she let the overwhelming euphoria of her release take over her mind and body, touch the very center of her soul. His name lovingly tumbled from her lips and he knew then that he’d never get tired of hearing it.

Still riding the ebbing tide of her release, Sakura arched her back, gripped the sheets and pulled when Kakashi’s thrusts became harder, wilder. She could tell he was close as he slammed into her, sweaty skin against sweaty skin, breaking the rhythm, building up another inevitable crash. Heavy pants, moaning, ragged breaths and groans.

It wasn’t long after when Kakashi went over the edge and took an enraptured Sakura with him in a spiral of pure heady release.

…

It seemed like they’d only just closed their eyes when hard banging on the door jolted them awake.

“Hatake-san! Wake up! Hatake-san!”

Sakura sat up as Kakashi tiredly pulled on the pants from earlier and a shirt, covering the lower half of his face with the attached mask. Standing up, she wrapped the sheet around her and looking up at him, noticed his raised brow.

“What?”

“You sure?”

Sakura furrowed her brows. “About?”

And then the momentary confusion cleared and all she could do was smile when she understood. “I’m not your student anymore Kakashi. But if anyone has anything negative to say, well, they can come talk to the end of my fists.”

He smirked, kissed her hard because really, they were above sneaking around. If they were going to do this, it was going to be all the way.

“Hatake-san!”

“Seems pretty urgent.”

Sakura quickly followed him out of the bedroom and when he opened the door, a relieved looking Konohamaru quickly dove into the message he was given.

“Hatake-san, Shiranui Genma requests you at the hospital right away. Have you seen Sakura-san by any chance? She wasn’t at her apart—”

“Ino’s going into labor isn’t she?” She cut him off, shoving Kakashi out of the way, her jade eyes rounded in worry.

“S-Sakura-san?” Konohamaru let his jaw drop when he finally noticed her, brown eyes traveling from Kakashi to the pink haired ninja and back again.

“Konohamaru!” Sakura snapped.

He jumped, blushed and rapidly nodded his head. “Y-yes! Shiranui-san just brought her into the hospital.”

Sakura immediately sprang into action, looking for all her discarded clothing. “Kakashi! Did you really have to take a kunai to my shirt!”

The copy nin gave the nervous teen a crinkle eyed smile. “Tell them we’re on our way.”

Konohamaru nodded dumbly before taking off. But while he zipped through the empty streets of Konoha, he couldn’t help the mad grin that curved his lips. Wait until he told Moegi and Udon.

…

Genma held Ino’s hand, taking it like a shinobi even though she was crushing his bones to tiny bits. The medics were running around, preparing for the birth as she dealt with the painful contractions. Sweat marred her brow as she tried to control her breathing.

“This is a lot more painful than I thought.” She rasped, leaning her head against Genma’s.

“You’ll be fine.”

She snorted, gasped when another contraction hit her. “Easy for you to say.”

He kissed her softly. “Kakashi and Sakura should be here any minute.” And then he smirked lecherously. “Konohamaru said she was at his apartment. In a bed sheet.”

Ino laughed even though it hurt to do so. “That’s my girl.”

A big contraction hit her and she knew the baby was coming right now whether she was ready or not.

Following a medic, Sakura and Kakashi burst through the door.

“Where’s Shizune?” Sakura quickly asked one of the staff.

“The baby’s coming!” Ino shouted, a vein threatening to pop.

Another medic in training dashed through the doors, eyes nervous. “Shizune-san told me to tell Haruno-san to take care of the birth. She’s currently trying to handle two intoxicated Sannin.”

“Sakura! Get this baby out of me!”

Genma looked pleadingly at her. She tossed a glance at Kakashi, saw the outline of his mouth pull up before he headed over to his long time friend and patted him on the back.

“How’s the hand holding up?”

“Shut it Hatake.”

Sakura shook her head and rolled up the long sleeves of Kakashi’s shirt. It’d been a while since she’d delivered a baby, but hopefully things would go smoothly. After quickly sanitizing and pulling on a pair of gloves, she hurried over to Ino and gave her a confident smile. She was fully dilated and ready.

“Alright, on your next big contraction, take a deep breath and start pushing.”

…

At 5:03 on a crisp late autumn morning, Ino gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. Shiranui Daichi. At seven pounds he had his mother’s blue eyes and his father’s chocolate brown hair.

“Thanks Forehead.” Ino tiredly murmured as she held her son, kissed his soft brow.

“Anytime.” She gave Genma a smile before slipping out of the room.

…

“Where’d you go?”

Kakashi held out a shopping bag. “Breakfast.”

“Shower first.”

“Your place or mine?”

“Yours is closer.”

Kakashi took her in his shower as the water fell all around them. She whispered sweet nothings in his ear, moaned his name just how he liked it. Being with her…touching her…and he thought as they came together in the curling steam around them that this was as close to heaven as he’d ever get.


…to be continued…


A/N: You really didn’t expect them to just talk did you?

-hasu86