That's MY Book!

Disclaimer: Naruto not mine.

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She had seen his muscles tense when he finally noticed she was here. He must've been really troubled by something. Even as he spoke, his shoulders were still hunched, his back still turned towards her.

"What are you doing here?"

Sakura opened her mouth to say something. But her voice was lodged in her throat.

At her silence, Kakashi couldn't help but clench his teeth. He could smell her. Even from this distance. The strawberries were just so... overwhelming. He had a tight reign on his control, though the strain made his words harsher than he had meant to, "If you have nothing else to do here, I suggest you leave. I'm on a mission."

The threat of being shunned by the jounin finally pushed the chuunin to speak, "I... I need to tell you something."

No, he wouldn't take pity. He couldn't take it. Not from her.

Standing, the protection scrolls in hand, he started walking off to the tree line around his camp, "I don't have time for chitchat. I'm on a mission. I suggest you leave now."

Sakura shivered. He was being so... cold. Her anger heated up a split second later. She wouldn't let him drive her away like this. She wouldn't relent like some cowardly and pathetic girl.

"I have something to say. And I'm gonna say it."

"I'm on a missio-" He started to sound like a broken record. His voice so distant. So monotone. Sakura couldn't stand it.

She cut him off immediately, "I'm your partner, remember? This is my mission too."

But Kakashi just continued setting traps around the camp, not even looking in her direction. Sakura stood in the middle, waiting for him to say something.

"Did you hear me? I said I'm your part-"

"Fine." The jounin replied before she could repeat herself. But even that one word was unexpected.

The pink haired chuunin had expected a rebuttal. An argument. That's what the old Kakashi would have done. 'But the old Kakashi would have had his book,' a downcast Sakura noted, 'the old Kakashi wouldn't have been like this.' Then again, Sakura wasn't exactly the same old Sakura either.

'Dammit, why did I say that?' Kakashi wondered angrily, 'No. It'll be fine. Just ignore her. Don't look at her. Don't touch her.'

But he could still SMELL her. Oh, if only she had thrown away that shampoo like he told her to.

'Why won't he LOOK at me?!' Sakura felt like she would go mad. Little did she know she was driving the jounin insane with her mere presence. 'Grrr...' her mind came to a slow boil. That's when Inner Sakura came in, 'Ignore me, will he? Fine, operation 'Get Kakashi's attention' now in progress.'

Kakashi was now busying himself with starting a fire. Sitting across from him, Sakura said, "You know Kakashi, about that book-"

"Keep it." He interrupted without so much as blinking an eye, his gaze focusing on the kindling before him.

"What?"

"I'll buy another."

No, this wasn't what was supposed to happen!

"Kakashi," Sakura decided a direct assault was how to deal with this situation, "why won't you look at me?"

"I'm building a fire." He said simply.

"Why won't you look at me?" Sakura repeated, her tone more firm.

But the jounin pointedly ignored her this time. Growling internally, Sakura crept forward. She crawled over the beginnings of his fire, her face inches from the crouched jounin's before her. His eyes were lowered so much his lids were almost closed.

Sakura's voice was soft, "Why won't you look. At. Me?"

'Oh. My. GOD.' Kakashi fought furiously to keep his breathing steady. She was so close. What was she doing? He had already figured out she was just playing with him earlier. She had gotten the practice she wanted from him. What more was there? Why did she continue to torture him?

His composure was calm. His voice wasn't, "What more do you want from me...?"

But the chuunin found it difficult to pay attention. She wanted to think it was because he was so close. Well, she was so close, but whatever. But she found a sudden warmth distracting her, "Is something cooking?" It was strange. That familiar aroma. The warmth on her hand.She looked down, "OH MY GOD!"

She sprung forward, wanting to go just about anywhere than the spot she had just been on. The fire was starting all right. And her hand had been directly above it. 'Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.' She berated, trying to lay still.

"S...Sakura...." Kakashi said slowly.

Huh, where was he? Sakura darted her head around. That's when something shifted.

Beneath her.

Surprised, her green eyes looked down at a slightly alarmed black one. Oh. THAT'S where he was.

"Kakashi-sensei, how'd you get down there?" She asked, her brain definately not functioning right now.

Kakashi blinked. He wasn't sure which came more of a shock to him. Her body on top of his. The fact that she had returned to calling him sensei. Or that she sounded like she truly didn't know HOW he got pinned under her. Hmm... probably the first. The jounin shook his head, breathing deeply to clear his head. He caught himself doing it a second too late.

'CRAP.' He had smelled her scent. Again.

It was so much stronger. She was so much closer. He must... resist...

Oops. Sakura hadn't meant to call him that. It had just slipped out. The chuunin felt something protruding from Kakashi's vest and shifted, trying to get more comfortable. She glanced back at Kakashi's face when she heard him hitch his breath.

'HO-LY SHIT.' Kakashi realized he was running out of curses that included bodily wastes. That and he couldn't help but notice Sakura's body rubbing against his. Stop thinking. He commanded himself. Of course, that wouldn't help at all since it was his body, and not his brain, that needed stopping.

"Sa...Sakura...."

The chuunin grinned in victory. He was noticing her now. Operation 'get Kakashi's attention' was a success!

Kakashi caught her grin and started to feel a bit uneasy. His eye narrowing, he warned, "If its Sasuke you're after-"

"Eh?!" Sakura's eyes widened. Was THAT was Kakashi thought? She couldn't help but laugh, "Sasuke? Haha, what are you talking about?"

Frowning, slightly irked she wasn't taking this seriously, the jounin said, "I don't think you should practice on me if it's Sasuke you want."

"Practice?" It was Sakura's turn to frown, "On you? Me? Want Sasuke?"

Before the silver haired jounin could start believing her vocabulary had dwindled to that of a caveman, the kunoichi (female ninja) continued, "I don't think so, Kakashi. I was over him years ago. It's YOU I want."

Both of them stopped as the last statement she said sunk in. Realizing herself what she just said, Sakura's face turned red as she stammered, "I-I mean it's, uh, you I want to ,er- give the book back to."

Knowing her excuse was as lame as one of Kakashi's, possibly even lamer, Sakura looked up at the forest in search of a distraction. Quickly she said, "Oh, look. A little fishy. I'll go and say hello."

There were so many things wrong with that statement. One, there was no stream or river nearby. Two, fishies don't live on land and even if they did they wouldn't be able to hold a decent conversation with her. And three, the jounin beneath her wasn't gonna let her go anywhere. A fact Sakura soon realized when she noticed she wasn't... well, she wasn't going anywhere.

"I would appreciate it if you let me go talk to the fishy." Sakura babbled incoherently, trying her damndest not look at the jounin beneath her.

"What did you say?" Kakashi asked, his voice sounding lighter than it had been the past couple of days.

This surprised Sakura, who made the mistake of looking him in the eye. The word 'fishy' died at the tip of her tongue as her green orbs were held by his black one. So what ended up coming out of her mouth was something that sounded like, "Fshlk."

'Oh man. Why, god, why did I say I wanted him?' Sakura wailed, 'Darn it all. Now he must think I'm some sort of idiot.'

There was only one solution Sakura could see to this problem. Escape.

Her inner self nodded vehemently. Escape and regroup to live another day. If she didn't, she feared she would die on the spot, then and there. And THAT wouldn't be good for the mission. Yeah. Kakashi had said he would take care of the mission by himself, anyway. Sakura doubted he needed her there.

So escape it was.

And in order to do that, she had to distract Kakashi so she could slip out of his hold and run off crazily into the night, claiming she had been out of her mind when she had said what she said when he finally caught up to her back in Konoha village.

"I hope you're not thinking of distracting me so you could escape and claim you had been out of your mind when you said what you said when I finally catch you." Kakashi commented, catching the chuunin completely off guard.

How. The Fuck-?

While her mind was still trying to comprehend how he had basically said something near to what she was thinking, which was a crazy feat upon itself, Kakashi took advantage. He rolled, effectively switching their positions, his visible eye curving into a grin at the doubly shocked expression on her face. Was it possible to have more than one shocked look on a person's face? If not, then Kakashi hadn't a clue how the chuunin managed to get three of them all together.

Sakura blinked. Mentally, she tallied the trapped limbs. Her whole left leg. Her right thigh. Her torso. And her left arm. Add into the mix that Kakashi wasn't even trying right now and she could definately come to the conclusion that she was trapped. Damn him.

"Now what was it that you wanted?" He asked, his face hovering dangerously close to hers.

"I... wanted...." Sakura noticed how his head was dipping lower. So close, she could feel her breath rebounding off the wall of his mask. Panicking, she shoved her slightly burnt hand between their faces. Hastely she said, "I wanted you to fix my wound!"

The burn was pathetic, really. Her skin hadn't even turned that red. Despite that, Kakashi didn't refuse to give his assistance. Grinning slightly under the mask, he inched his face a little lower and kissed her palm.

'Eh?!' Sakura's squeezed shut eyes shot open at the contact, her arm trembling slightly.

Kakashi smirked. Moving his face slightly, he managed to get one of Sakura's fingers to hook onto the top of the mask, slowly tilting his head upwards to draw down the obscuring fabric. As he did so, her unmoving fingers trailed slowly against his face, following the contours of his slender nose, graceful yet strong cheekbones, and firm luscious lips. Now it was Sakura's turn to skip a breath as well as a heartbeat. His skin was so smooth. Yet underlined with such power. Kakashi shivered as he felt her fingers on his lips. Ever so slowly, he kissed the tip of each one, evoking a slight shudder under the chuunin beneath him. Kissing the palm of the slightly injured hand last, he slowly nudged it aside to take in the sight of Sakura's green orbs.

"Better?" Kakashi questioned, smirking again.

Slowly, Sakura shook her head.

The jounin frowned, "It didn't work?"

"No," The chuunin was surprised she got her voice to work. Still dazed a bit, she slowly drew her hand down to touch her lips softly, "It hurts here."

Kakashi's black eye widened, before returning to a half-lidded state. He grinned slightly, "I'm not sure if I can fix that."

Sakura frowned, "I'm sure."

"Are you sure? I tend to break things."

"This doesn't break easily."

"Hmmm..." Kakashi scratched his spiked silver hair, his eye wandering upwards in thought, "I'm not sure you know what you're asking for. You do reali-"

Before he could even finish what he was saying, he heard an impatient growl beneath him. The next thing the jounin knew, he was being pulled down by the nape of his neck. His first reaction was to resist, so he found himself mere centimeters from the chuunin's face. Kakashi had stopped his descent using arms outstretched to either side, elbows bent. Sakura still had her one free arm thrown over his neck. But now her other one was freed as well as she calmly looped it around the back of his neck as well.

Grinning slightly, the pink haired kunoichi pulled him down further. Much to his dismay, the jounin found little resistance in his lean muscled arms. It wasn't like Sakura was stronger than him or anything. But at the moment, he was being assaulted by the smell of her. The smell of strawberries. That and the feel of her hands clinging possessively around him seemed to drain his strength.

Sakura pulled his ear closer to her lips, her softly spoken voice bringing shivers to the captured shinobi, "I KNOW what I want, Kakashi."

The jounin turned a black eye on her, his mouth quirked playfully, "Do you now?"

With a speed that surprised even the great Copy nin Kakashi, Sakura deftly flipped the jounin above her, using the leverage of her right leg and freed arms. Straddling him, she leaned forward on elbows bent on each side of Kakashi's head, her hair draping around their faces. Lowering her head just enough for her lips to be brushing Kakashi's, she whispered, "Yes. But do you know... what you want?"

Her full, hot lips barely making contact with his own was driving him crazy. Kakashi tried to capture her lips with his, but Sakura was quick. She pulled back slightly, lips still making contact, but still kiss-free as well. The chuunin smirked, catching the frustrated gleam in her captive's eye. Oh how the tables have turned.

"Well, if you don't know..." Sakura shrugged nonchalantly, beginning to climb off of the pinned jounin.

'Wait... is she-was she-Grrrr....' Kakashi growled in thought.

He wasn't a jounin for nothing. Before she had risen halfway off him, his arms encircled her waist, pulling her body back down on top of him. Sakura didn't resist, the smirk still on her face.

"I know what I WANT as well." Kakashi replied coolly, "My book."

Sakura froze, 'He's joking. Right? Tell me he's joking.' The chuunin frowned. 'Well, if that's all he wants...'

"Fine." An irked chuunin replied, trying to break lose from his grip. She could feel the sting of tears she refused to let spill. And it didn't help that Kakashi was keeping her in place when she wanted to just run away from there. Hhis nonchalant attitude was a facade. His grip was as strong as steel.

'I should've known. Kakashi, that jerk. Icha Icha Paradise can HAVE him and he them. Stupid books. Stupid-'

But her thoughts were interrupted as Kakashi said more softly, his features twisted in amusement at the look on her face, "But I want YOU more."

Inner Sakura froze, 'Pinch me. I'm dreaming. The Copy nin, Kakashi, wanted her more than his beloved books. This was impossible. Truly, utterly impossible. No way could he be serious. No way.'

But before she could start calling out 'okay, Naruto, where are you. You guys can come out now. Haha, very funny', she felt herself being pulled down. A slow, searing kiss was all it took to make her melt. The jounin couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to kiss her. She was making him dizzy. Her scent was as intoxicating as the lips he now devoured with his own.

'I will have the damn strawberries. I deserve them.' Kakashi thought with finality, grinning into the kiss.
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Hmmm.... The End??

-smirks- You guys probably want to know what happened with the book, though. And see more KakaSaku action. But as I read that last sentence, I thought to myself, Huh, sounds like an ending to something. Probably something to do with the word 'finality'. So whaddaya think? The end? Or TBC...

Either way works for me. -grins- I know I told you guys I had nineteen chapters written out, but I'm jus' giving you guys the choice to end it right here.