The Old Biddy

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Lastly, if you're wondering, it's called "It's In His Kiss." The artists vary from Betty Everett to Aretha Franklin to Cher.

Chapter 17-What If?

Kakashi and Sakura slowly parted from their kiss, looking into each other's eyes, and feeling kind of hazy. Who knew that it was true that you could tell if he really loved you by his kiss? Because no matter how deep and passionate, or light and chaste Kakashi's kiss was, to Sakura, Kakashi's kiss always felt right, always felt loving.

Through the years, she had had her share of kisses with Naruto and Sasuke and Sai and even Rock Lee, but it never felt right. Sure, she'd always felt the churning in her stomach when she'd kissed each of them, but unfortunately, it wasn't the pleasant kind. Maybe it was because she knew Naruto was meant to be with Hinata who was now his girlfriend. Or maybe it was because she knew Sasuke was too cold and distant to care for her the way she wanted, no needed, to be cared for. Or maybe it was because Sai just couldn't get the emotion thing down right and kept crossing her the wrong way. Or maybe it was because as sweet as Rock Lee was, she could never feel any physical attraction towards him.

But with Kakashi, everything fit into place. There wasn't some other woman harboring feelings for him and waiting for him, he did know how to be warm and caring, he did have the emotion thing down, and even when he did cross her the wrong way, she felt so goddamn attracted to him, that she could think of alternate, albeit raunchier, ways of punishing him. And, of course, it all came down to his kiss. Because when you're with the right person, the kiss feels...different. It makes you lose your breath and your heart jump up in your chest. It makes your stomach flutter, in a good way. You want to graze your lips against his because your lips won't stop damn tingling until you finally do. Like eskimo kisses, you just want to rub your lips against his if only to feel the softness and texture of his lips against your own. When Kakashi kissed Sakura, it was all there...the losing of breath, the heart jumping, the stomach fluttering, the lip tingling, the lip rubbing. Oh, it is sooo in his kiss.

Kakashi gently scooted down on the bed until he was lying flat on his back, then rolled Sakura and himself over so that she was beneath him with him resting comfortably between her legs. His favorite position. There was just something about having Sakura naked below him, her pink hair fanned out around her lovely face, and her jade-colored eyes looking up at him wonderingly. It made him want to...

Sakura squirmed beneath him and he knew she felt it. They were still connected, after all, and you can't exactly hide stuff like that when you're joined where you're joined.

He gently rubbed her cheek with his thumb and lowered his lips down upon hers for another kiss. Just one more kiss. Always just one more.

When they parted, he was surprised to see the tension on her face.

"What is it? What's wrong?" Kakashi asked, trying to hide his growing panic.

Sakura caressed his face lovingly and met his eyes again, her expression softer than before.

"I was just thinking how I couldn't stand to lose you."

Kakashi let out a sigh of relief.

"I thought you were having doubts about us."

"..."

"Sakura...you're not having doubts about us, are you?" Kakashi asked, panic rising up inside of him again.

"It's not our feelings for each other that I doubt, and at this point, I don't even really give a damn about what other people might have to say about us either. It's just...like I said, I don't think I could bear to lose you. What if you don't come back from a mission? What if I don't come back from a mission? What if we have children? What happens then if one of us dies? If both of us die?"

"Sakura, you can't live life on 'what if's'. Weren't you the one who made me promise to stop hiding behind walls and to let people into my heart? Try looking at it from a different perspective...What if we let this chance pass us by? What if we die sad and alone wondering what would've happened if we had simply taken a chance rather than let the 'what if's' of this world control our lives? Nothing in life is guaranteed except death, so you might as well live it to its fullest and with as much happiness as you can fill it with. Because we only get one life, and even if you do believe in reincarnation, who's to say you won't be brought back as a rock?"

Sakura laughed.

"What if...you spend the rest of the night making me forget my stupid worries and just force me to focus on the right now?"

"Done." Kakashi said, grabbing onto Sakura and making her laugh and squirm as he showered kisses all over her face and neck and anywhere else he could reach. Sakura was failing miserably in her attempts to escape, but then again, she wasn't really putting up much of a fight.

To be continued...