That's MY Book!

Disclaimer: Naruto is and never was mine.

A/N: I know you won't read this note, so just go on with the story already. -grins-

Oh wait, there IS SOME MATURE CONTENT in this chapter. M/F. UNDERAGE viewers TURN back now. Oh wait, haha. This is Aff. What am I thinking?
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Kakashi shook his head as he wondered if it was normal for trees to be dancing. At the same moment Gaara was staring at his hand, slightly astonished to find that it was swirling in a strange fashion.

Now while these two were staring with wide eyes around them, Sakura, in turn, gave both of them a weirded out look.

"Are you guys... okay??" Sakura asked, waving her hand in front of their faces, "HELLO?? Anybody home?"

"Silly Sakura." Kakashi said with a shake of his head, "We're not in your home. This is obviously the forest."

Gaara nodded in agreement with a brief statement, "Obviously."

Then the two returned to staring at the trees and their own hands, acting as if the objects were the strangest things they had ever seen.

"Oh my go-" Sakura spun to glare angrily at Itachi, "WHAT did you DO to them?"

But Itachi himself wasn't acting normal either. He was currently staring at the fire in a wide-eyed facination. And facination was an expression that clearly did not fit his persona.

"Why, hello." Itachi blinked, looking up at her with an almost pleasant expression, "I believe you know my little brother."

That said, he too returned to staring at the fire.

Sakura just stared, her gaze traveling slowly from one ninja to the other. Something was DEFINATELY wrong with this picture.

Taking a step forward, Sakura heard a slight 'clink' as her boot hit something. Looking down, Sakura found the glint of the tin cup winking back up at her. It all came to her in a sudden rush.

"The TEA!!" She said accusingly, raising her head to glare at each ninja in turn. They had ALL drank from the tea. Besides her, that is. Which only proved to explain the point in fact that she was in a slightly irritated state rather than in a slightly delirious state like the three idiots around her.

'What the...' Sakura frowned, 'What am I supposed to do about it?'

Well, it WAS Itachi's tea. He better damn well know how to fix the problem. They were on a mission, for crying out loud! A mission Sakura had JUST been about to find out!!

Grumbling and well down the path to be just plain pissed off, Sakura practically stomped over to the sitting missing nin. Despite his obviously intoxicated state, he remained in a slumped and stoic position, his elbows resting on his knees as he stared into the fire.

Growling, Sakura stepped directly into his view. His view of the fire obstructed, Itachi raised his gaze at the kunoichi's face. Then, before she could say anything, he moved a couple feet to his right and continued staring fascinatingly into the fire.

"Speak to me... oh mighty fire god..." Sakura could have sworn she heard the Uchiha mutter.

But she shook her head. No... the Uchiha Itachi could NOT have just said something as ridiculous as THAT to a normal campfire. Remembering that she was pissed, Sakura went in front of him, grabbing the front of his strong meshed shirt in order to pull him to his feet.

"YOU are going to TELL me how to get those two IDIOTS back to normal." Sakura growled, pulling her face as close to his as she could, her green eyes dangerously narrowed. As if the the seriousness of the situation hadn't been given away by her tone, the kunoichi added a stern, "NOW."

Itachi cocked his head as he noticed one of Sakura's nails digging painfully into his ribs. Oh wait. THAT wasn't her NAIL.

Haha, it was a shuriken.

Chuckling to himself, an alien sound which made Sakura wide eyed, Itachi turned his head so he could look at the blade held threateningly against his chest.

Cocking his brow up at her, Itachi murmured with a hint of amusement, "You can hurt someone with that..."

"I know," Sakura clenched her teeth, sensing that the missing nin was NOT getting it, "that's the WHOLE point."

Moving closer, wincing as the blade slightly broke through the surface of his skin, Itachi asked, "Why just hurt someone... when you could have pleasure mixed in as well?"

"Huh?! Wha-" Sakura managed to utter.

Then the words were stolen out of her mouth as the Akatsuki member sealed his lips over hers. Not only had he stolen her words. He had stolen a kiss, as well.

Spluttering, Sakura dropped the shuriken, backpeddling as she touched a hand accusingly at her lips, "You.... YOU- I cannot... argh, I CAN'T believe you just did THAT!!"

"Was it... unfavorable?" Itachi questioned, an oddly innocent look tainting his features.

Her face reddened as she realized... she had actually ENJOYED the kiss. But no way in nine hells was she going to admit it to the Uchiha!

"NO." Sakura answered a bit too quickly. But it was too late to catch herself on it.

Being the perceptive ninja he was, even in his inebriated state, Itachi caught the lie before it was even out.

Moving in as if stalking prey, Itachi slinked closer, his hand pulling down his shirt on one shoulder, intent on having the whole article of clothing off in a few seconds, "I think you DID enjoy it. And I think..." -the Uchiha stalked much closer- "that you want..." -he was too close. His hand pulling down his shirt even more- "MORE."

But before he could even begin to do anything, a certain silver-haired jounin was there. Thinking it was Sakura who had hastily pulled his shirt back up, Itachi picked up the pale hand to kiss it. But as his red gaze traveled upward to the owner of that large hand, Itachi paused in mid-kiss.

Kakashi looked horrified, a look of disgust forming on his face.

Sakura was wide eyed.

And Gaara... well, he was snickering over on his side of the campfire.

In less than a second, shouts of revulsion could be heard throughout the forest.

"Gah! Disgusting!"

"What? Your lips on my hand? I KNOW!!!" Kakashi exclaimed, furiously rubbing the back of his hand on the side of his pants.

Gaara was full out laughing now, cracking up so hard he was doubled over and gasping for breath.

Sakura remained where she stood, right between Itachi and Kakashi, her expression one of mixed bewilderment and the attempt not to laugh as the Kazekage was.

"That kiss. Was meant. For HER." Itachi spun around, glaring into Kakashi's black orb.

Ignoring the trees that continued dancing in the background, Kakashi pulled Sakura to his side protectively.

Resisting the urge not to bow before the fire beside them, Itachi struggled to keep up the infuriated look on his face. But the usually stoic muscles on his face weren't used to expressing so much emotion in just one night.

"She doesn't belong to you." Kakashi snapped, "Sakura and I... we belong together."

Snapping out of her wide-eyed phase, Sakura turned her melted gaze towards Kakashi, her voice one of delighted surprise, "Awww. Really Kakashi?"

"Yes." Kakashi replied, turning himself to face her fully, "And I'm going to prove it. Tonight."

"What are you talk-" Sakura started to say.

But once again she found the words unable to escape her mouth. In fact, she believed the delectable mouth of the jounin before her swallowed them. And Sakura had to admit, the experience wasn't unpleasant. Falling into the kiss and Kakashi's arms, Sakura found herself swept away to a whole different level. Something about this kiss was... different.

She no longer noticed the forest around her. Or the red gaze streaked green with envy that watched them. All that mattered were the warm lips that enfolded her own. The tongue that slipped inside her own mouth had her undivided attention before she noticed the hands.

Kakashi's hands traveled up and down her body, making her shiver and lean even more into the kiss.

A hunger enveloped both of them, burning through them as swiftly as fire through dry and brittle wood. This time Sakura didn't wonder what they were doing. Kakashi found he couldn't think straight. It seemed as if all that was Sakura was suddenly pouring into his veins, sending a charge through him that he couldn't and didn't want to resist.

As his hands rested heavily on her ass, his fingers tracing its curves, Sakura felt a jolt travel straight to the warmth between her thighs. Sighing in growing lust, Sakura opened her mouth wider and deepened the kiss.

Kakashi was only too happy to oblige.

Itachi watched with deep envy as the two bodies practically melded into one, both leaf ninjas pressed against eachother. Though he DID find it interesting to gaze upon the features that were usually hidden within the reknowned jounin's mask. So Kakashi did have a face after all. Knowing that he had lost his chance for the night, Itachi turned away with disappointment and slight anger. He would not be denied. He would have his time, but right now the fire seemed to call his attention.

Gaara at the moment, couldn't care less as he continued divesting his attention in the open palm before him.

Kakashi's breath hitched as he felt the lithe body of the kunoichi rub hard against him, pressing against him in all the right places.

Suddenly, Kakashi found himself impatient. In a gravelly voice filled with lust, the silver-haired jounin demanded, "Clothes off. Now."

Sakura laughed, her voice dancing around his head, "Not here."

As much as she felt she wanted it right now, she was still conscious of Itachi and Gaara's presence. Personally, Kakashi would fuck Sakura into the ground in front of the Hokage herself and not care. But he obliged as he saw the tempting pink-haired beauty beckoning him into the forest.

He was just glad she didn't want to stop this.

The moment they were well within the shadows of the trees, Kakashi made his move. Lunging for the kunoichi before him, his hands were under the fabric of her clothes before she could blink. Sakura barely had time to lean back into the trunk of the tree before she was mewling softly, her legs quivering to keep her upright against the jounin's onslaught.

There was no light laughter now.

No doubting thoughts.

All that remained was a heated passion.

Well... that and the barrier the clothes presented themselves as.

"These clothes... are going to have to go." Kakashi growled softly in between kisses.

"Do they?" Sakura inquired innocently, pulling back slightly look up at Kakashi.

Glancing at her lips, slightly swollen from their searing kisses, Kakashi said softly, "Do you want this? Do you... really want this?"

He only waited for her word. The one word that would free him.

Sakura's green orbs looked deep into his both his red and black one, searching his eyes as she searched her own soul. But then she realized that she already knew the answer. And so did he. All that was needed was verbal reassurance.

Grinning slightly, Sakura's voice was soft as she replied with conviction, "Yes."

After that Kakashi didn't hold himself back. And Sakura enjoyed the feeling immensely. All that power... all that muscle and strength coiled in one body, all if it lusting for her and her only.

Sakura shivered as she felt her clothes falling at her feet. His hands stroked each part of bare skin that was revealed to him, revelling in its softness. If the moonlight had bled through the trees at that moment, Kakashi had no doubt her skin would glow like creamy ivory. But Sakura was not gonna let Kakashi remain fully clothed as she was laid bare. Grinning slightly and pushing against him, Sakura's clever little hands soon had Kakashi as exposed as she was.

Kakashi was too distracted by the body pressing against him to give much thought to his own clothes. Once he was free of his restraints, Kakashi pulled her to the ground with him, kissing her gently and fiercely at the same time.

Sakura couldn't begin to describe what she was feeling right now. All she knew was that she wanted MORE. And she didn't doubt Kakashi would hold back. The pink haired kunoichi felt the warm bulge pressing against her thigh as Kakashi lay himself gently over her, his mouth nipping at her neck.

Sighing softly at the tremors the tiny nips sent through her, Sakura decided a little payback was in order. Grinding her hips upwards, Sakura knew she had done the right thing as Kakashi grew rigid before collapsing in a drawn out moan. Grinning at her small victory, Sakura rolled both of them over so she was straddling his waist. The jounin didn't even seem to mind at the slight shift of power.

He had never had a partner as... agressive as the one sitting atop him right now. And Kakashi wouldn't have it any other way.

Hands tracing Kakashi's incredibly defined muscles, Sakura was absorbed in just memorizing every little bit of the jounin before her. In her eyes, he was no longer the reknowned Copy-Nin Hatake Kakashi. No, at that moment, he was just Kakashi. He was the man she was too intoxicated by to turn away. He was the one man she had an interest in for more than just a one night fling.

And he was also the man who was pretending to snore loudly as if he had suddenly fell asleep.

Sakura's passion dwindled as her rage grew, "Kakashi!"

Yet he still remained snoring.

Why that smug little....

"Kakashi!!" Sakura hissed louder, shaking him.

But when his head merely lolled, his body limp and his voice unanswering, Sakura started to panic. Her voice was softer this time, "...Kakashi...? Kakashi? Answer me. Please, this isn't funny."

But he wasn't responding. The corner of his mouth wasn't quirking up in that annoying grin she wished fervently to see at that moment.

Gathering her clothes to her with a rising sense of dread, Sakura hastily dressed and pulled some pants on Kakashi before dragging his body with her back to camp. What met her eyes was exactly what she had feared.

The others were asleep as well.

Drugged.

They were all drugged.

"No..." Sakura gasped softly, wanting desperately to wake up from this horrible nightmare.

Who would DO this? Who would be able to sneak into Itachi's tea sack and drug it? Who would have the drive and the skill to-

That's when the Kunoichi recieved her answer. And her answer stepped right out from the shadows of the trees, followed be half a dozen mist nins, a slight smirk on his face.

In response to Sakura's disbelief, he replied with a simple, "Yes."
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Oh christ. A cliffy. And after all that waiting. I'm evil, aren't I?