Shotgun Wedding

Chapter 3

Naruto may not have heard, but Sasuke was eyeing Kakashi dangerously early the next morning, his eyes flashing between black and red. Sakura finally whispered that whatever he had heard had been an act to reinforce their role as husband and wife. He looked skeptical at first, but finally relaxed and stopped glaring at his former teacher.

The innkeeper’s wife was eyeing Kakashi a bit differently than the grumpy Uchiha. She watched him with curiosity and interest in her eyes. Seeing the woman’s frank gaze, Sakura scooted closer to Kakashi on the long bench and slid her hand boldly up his thigh. Kakashi’s leg twitched under the provocative stroke and he looked down at her, eyes curious. She flicked her gaze to the blushing woman at the counter, who could clearly see how high Sakura’s hand rested and how possessive her hold was. Still watching the woman she slid her hand to the left and covered the bulge in Kakashi’s trousers. Kakashi gasped softly and snapped the pair of chopsticks he was holding.

Sasuke noticed the exchange and had the presence of mind to smirk and nudge Naruto, who was busily shoving noodles into his mouth. “Looks like Sakura isn’t getting enough,” he snorted.

Naruto took in the situation at a glance and grinned, though it looked a bit strained. “Can’t satisfy your wife Kakashi?”

Kakashi actually blushed lightly, but his eyes narrowed and he stood. “Nothing that I can’t fix immediately.” He tugged Sakura off of the bench and dragged the blushing young woman from the room, ignoring the stares of the other patrons.

He shut the door to the room and sighed. “What was THAT about?” he growled softly.

She blushed and whispered, “The woman, the inn keeper’s wife, was eyeing you with the wrong kind of interest. I just wanted her to realize you weren’t available.”

“That was the first thing that popped into your head?” he asked putting his hands on his hips.

She was trying not to notice that the front of his trousers were looking a bit more snug than usual, but it was hard…difficult not to. “Y-yes?” she admitted hesitantly. “I-I just didn’t think…I just did it…I’m sorry,” she whispered, her lip trembling softly. She had clearly gone too far.

He sighed again and gathered her into his arms. “Don’t be. You did a wonderful job. I was just shocked as hell when I felt a hand creep between my legs. Next time whisper ‘darling’ or ‘honey’ first to warn me. I nearly leapt off the bench,” he said in soft amusement.

She giggled a little at that and sniffed. “Alright.” She took advantage of their position and snuggled into his arms. “How long do we have to stay here?”

“Long enough to make you scream a little,” he murmured, the sound rumbling in his chest against her ear.

She pulled away with a gasp and blushed furiously. “Kakashi?” she asked nervously, as he pulled up his headband.

“Relax, I won’t touch you today,” he murmured soothingly. He lifted her chin and waited for her eyes to meet his, hesitantly at first. She was blushing; he knew she was thinking about last night. He activated his sharingan and began to work his hypnotic magic on the beautiful young woman.

The slow spin of his sharingan was fascinating and alluring. Sakura sagged against the door and would have fallen to the floor if he hadn’t held her up. She was surprised at the sudden, raw lust that swept through her body. “Kakashi,” she gasped in surprise. It felt like tiny fingers were dancing over her skin and stroking her thighs. “What is this?”

“It doesn’t have a name that I know of,” he murmured softly, running his fingers gently over her lips. “Are you ready for more?” he asked huskily. He wouldn’t deny that having her limp, flushed body in his arms was pleasurable. He wanted so badly to do this for real, to sink into her body while he gave her pleasure.

“Yes,” she gasped against his fingers, clutching at the front of his vest. Suddenly she was surrounded by darkness, floating in nothingness, completely nude. She didn’t have a chance to protest the change however. Phantom hands stroked over her naked flesh, gently squeezing and massaging her body into full arousal. “Kakashi,” she groaned. “What is this…what are you doing?”

“Shh, just relax,” he murmured through the darkness. “Open your mind to the touch,” his soothing voice purred.

As the hands stroked down her body and spread her thighs, she hazily decided Kakashi would be very popular with the women of Konoha if he’d only date more. With this technique he could give a woman and orgasm in a crowded bar with no one the wiser. She gasped again as phantom breath skittered over her thighs and damp flesh. Her heart pounded when she realized what he was about to do…or rather what his sharingan was about to do. She cried out and threw back her head as warm lips and a soft, caressing tongue invaded the tender flesh between her legs. “Oh my…ah!”

She heard the soft chuckle of a self-satisfied male float over her skin. She’d never imagined that this would feel so good. Sakura knew from Ino that it was kind of nice, but Ino’s explanation hadn’t done it justice. His tongue probed gently tickling over her sensitive bundle of nerves, and then down into the soft entrance to her writhing body.

Gentle fingers caressed her where his tongue did not, driving her relentlessly toward ultimate completion. “Kakashi,” she gasped, in a high, urgent voice as his tongue flattened out and he caressed her weeping entrance and then moved upward to tease the sensitive nub of nerves nestle delicately above. He teased it in small, careful circles, taking his cues from her harsh breathing and cries.

Sakura realized with no small amount of pleasure that Kakashi knew exactly how to please a woman. Not for the first time she wished this was for real. To have someone like Kakashi in her life and in her bed would be glorious. She felt the first swirls of her orgasm building, astounded that it was all in her mind. Vaguely she could feel the real Kakashi still supporting her gently, gazing down into her eyes with his own mismatched ones. “Kakashi, I’m close,” she gasped, her voice high and breathless.

Strangely enough the teasing tongue didn’t cease, even as his soft voice encouraged her on. “That’s it Sakura. Give in to it. Savor it,” he rumbled gently.

She arched her hips, tilting them in anticipation of the coming storm, moaning softly as the angle intensified every sensation tenfold. She screamed in pleasure and relief as her orgasm ripped through her body, every nerve tingling with it.

Sakura sagged to the floor in front of Kakashi, gasping and trembling at his feet. The floor and the bed and the walls were around her again and she was a puddle on the floor. She watched as long legs bent and Kakashi squatted in front of her. She expected a smile, but his face was serious and his eyes darkened with something she didn’t quite recognize.

“You are beautiful,” he murmured softly, reaching out to touch her cheek, brushing away tears she didn’t know she’d shed. “So delicate and beautiful and dangerous to a man like me.”

She blinked at his startling words, but leaned into his hand. “Thank you…for everything…for your gift and your words…for teaching me all of this.”

He pulled his hand away and nodded. “You…you should probably get to that new job. The markets open in an hour. I’ll see you tonight?”

“Yes,” she murmured, standing up with his help. “What about…what about you?” she asked softly. “Will you teach me…about you?” She didn’t know when he’d suddenly become a teacher of a different sort, but that was the way things were developing. She could also feel the hard brush of him against her belly as he steadied her. It wasn’t fair to take pleasure from him and not offer it back.

“Not now…maybe not ever…” he said softly, letting go of her. “I shouldn’t even be doing what I have been doing. Go to work Sakura,” he said turning. “We’ll talk later.”

She nodded and silently left the room. Sasuke and Naruto were waiting in the hallway, suspicion etching their faces. “Time for work,” she said softly, brushing past them. Naruto caught her arm and reached up to gently straighten her hair, likely mussed from what had just happened. “Thank you,” she murmured and continued down the hallway and out of the inn.

Sasuke and Naruto walked through the open door of her room. Kakashi was pulling down his forehead protector and gazing out the window of the room. Sakura was walking slowly across the rode. “So you used it on her?” Sasuke murmured.

“Yes,” Kakashi admitted. “You know the one,” he said vaguely.

“So it was all real?” Naruto murmured, his voice a soft growl.

Kakashi jerked his head in affirmation and watched as Sakura cheerfully greeted the old man that ran the vegetable stand. God she was beautiful.

Sasuke came up next to Kakashi and watched Sakura nod to the old man and then follow him into the little building. “What are you doing Kakashi?” he murmured.

“Something very foolish,” Kakashi responded softly.

***
Sakura trudged back to inn, exhausted, but happy that she’d taken the job. He’d decided to keep her at the stand all day, since more people came in with a pretty attendant working there. It was fine with her, since she needed something to keep her busy, but it also meant she’d had to train for a few hours afterward. She hadn’t forgotten that Kakashi had wanted them to continue training. She saw Sasuke and Naruto coming down the street, looking just as tired as her. “Did you have to train too?” she asked as they fell in next to her.

“Yeah, the heartless bastard,” Naruto grumbled.

“Speaking of which, where is he?” she asked curiously. She was surprised that he wasn’t with the boys.

“Looking for a place for us to stay. The inn is becoming problematic,” Sasuke murmured.

“Oh,” she said softly. Was it the inn or her questions that were becoming problematic?

“Some of the other patron are being a bit too nosey about your marriage,” Naruto muttered. “It’s really none of their business. That’s why we’re here, right? New start and all. Kakashi thought it might be nice if you two have somewhere to live that’s a little more private than an inn.”

Sakura was astounded at Naruto’s ability to lie so seriously. “You’re not coming with us? You have both followed me so far though. What will I do without you?”

“Don’t worry,” Sasuke murmured. “We told him to get a place with two rooms…preferably not next to each other.”

She blushed and Naruto snorted. “No kidding. You newlyweds are really something. Makes me wish I’d brought along someone.”

“Like who?” Sakura teased. “Hinata maybe?”

“Hinata?” Naruto asked with a frown.

Sasuke and Sakura shook their heads in disbelief. “Naruto, you idiot. Hinata has been in love with you since we were twelve, maybe longer,” Sakura huffed.

Naruto gaped. “Seriously? I had no idea. She’s so quiet and weird most of the time…I didn’t know it was because she liked me in that way.” He sighed and shrugged. “Too late now I guess,” he murmured as they walked into the inn. “We’ve abandoned our village. She’d never have me now.”

Sakura patted his shoulder and followed the two young men into the dinning area to get some dinner. Kakashi joined them in the boys’ room two hours later. He looked exhausted but happy. “I found a place close to the farm. It’s a small house that a couple in town inherited from the woman’s parents. They want to stay in town, close to their shop, so they agreed to let us rent it while we’re here. I told them we may not stay in the area, so they agreed that selling it to us wasn’t the best idea.

The three smiled and nodded. It would be good to get away from the constant whispers and stares they got at the inn, especially for the ‘new couple’. “What is it like?” Naruto asked.

“Well get packed and we’ll go there tonight. It’s already furnished and ready for use,” Kakashi said with a slight smile. “I’ll go settle up with the inn keeper and then pack my own gear. Everyone meet in the lobby when you’re ready.” They all nodded and Sakura hurried down to the room she shared with Kakashi.

She quickly packed her own bags and then decided she might as well pack Kakashi’s too. Didn’t he say he was disappointed to pack his own bag that first day of their marriage? As she carefully folded his clothing, she smiled a little sadly, wondering if this was the last day of their marriage. With no one around to hear or see them, he probably wouldn’t need to push her into making noises that kept gossipmongers at bay.

“What’s with the face?” Kakashi asked softly, as he wandered into the room and shut the door. “Will you really miss this place that much?” he asked glancing around the simple, small room.

“No, but I will miss the things that happened here,” she admitted with a sigh. “We’re moving because things are moving in a dangerous direction for us, aren’t we?”

“Yes,” he acknowledged, stepping up behind her. “We could have just pretended we were intimate and made the appropriate noises, but I was foolish and we became too intimate. I can’t continue that for the next few months without there being a lasting effect on both of us. It’s just a mission. The marriage will be void when we return Sakura,” he said softly, squeezing her shoulders gently.

“I don’t want it to be,” she whispered with a slight catch in her voice.

He picked up his pack and tossed it over his shoulder. “Neither do I,” he admitted, walking from their room.

She swallowed her tears and picked up her own pack, following him quickly down the hall. They couldn’t let anyone know that the marriage was falling apart. She slipped her arm through his and kept pace at his side. “Darling?” she asked sweetly as they strolled into the lobby. Only a few people were about, but still….

“Hmm?” he murmured, glance down at her.

“Is our new house big? Big enough for a family?” she asked.

“Of course love,” he ‘assured’ her. “There is plenty of room for us and a few children.”

“Good,” she said with a firm nod. She smiled at him, trying to look like a pleased wife, and cover up the breaking of her heart. He must have found a place were he could sleep separately from her. It really was over.

***
It was a pretty large cottage that he’d found. There were two small rooms and one larger room for sleeping and another large room for eating, cooking and sitting around in. The toilet was a tiny building in the back and the bath a big tub next to it. It was simple, the new cottage, but it would work for them.

Kakashi pointed Sasuke and Naruto towards the larger room. “You two will share that room. Sakura’s is next to yours and mine is on the other side of the sitting area,” he said, ignoring the curious looks that the two young men gave Sakura and himself.

Sakura nodded silently and walked into her room. “Goodnight. I have work early, so I need to sleep now.”

The two young men looked at Kakashi with narrowing eyes, neither missing the hurt look on their teammate’s face. Kakashi shook his head in warning and walked across the dark sitting area to his own room. They turned and watched as Sakura silently unpacked her bag, even placing Sasuke’s ‘presents’ in a little drawer in the dresser.

Naruto spoke first. “Sakura…it’s just a mission…we can’t get too wrapped up in the role playing. We can’t forget why we’re really here.”

She jerked her head in acknowledgement, her lips firming into a straight line. “Yes I know,” she said evenly.

“Do you?” Sasuke asked softly as they slowly entered her room.

“Yes,” she snapped, her lip starting to quiver.

Naruto reached for her and pulled her stiff body into his arms. “Do you love him Sakura?” he asked gently.

She was quiet for a moment, her face tucked against the blond’s neck. Finally she whispered in a broken voice, “I think I do.” She broke down immediately and sobbed into his jacket, clutching the front desperately. “Why do I always fall for the men who can’t love me back?” she sobbed.

Sasuke flinched at that. Her feelings for him as a child and teenager had never been a secret after all. “I wish I was lucky enough to have a woman like you Sakura. You loved me when I was too selfish to return your feelings. You would have made a very good mother and wife. I wish I would have realized that years ago.”

She blinked damp eyes at him and smiled a little. “That’s very sweet Sasuke,” she murmured, sniffing. “I wish Kakashi felt the same,” she whispered softly.

“He does,” Naruto murmured, stroking her hair. “He is just too foolish to admit it.”

“And he is thirteen years older than you,” Sasuke offered. “If you stayed together, the village might really ostracize you. A teacher and his student together is taboo, no matter what their age.”

“I know,” she admitted softly. “I am probably just caught up in the things he can do to me.”

“You weren’t faking?” Naruto asked suspiciously.

“No, he used his sharingan,” she admitted shyly.

“Eh? What did he do with it?” Naruto asked curiously, whipping around to face Sasuke. “Is it dangerous?”

“No,” Sasuke murmured. “Aside from being dangerous to the heart,” he amended, his eyes flicking over Sakura’s teary face.

“Show me!” Naruto demanded.

“No way!” Sasuke muttered in annoyance. Sakura giggled a little at the thought of Sasuke using the technique on his blond teammate. “You’re a guy!”

“So?” Naruto grumbled. “I want to know what is so great about this trick that she’s upset about its loss.”

Sakura wiped away her tears and smiled. “Oh yes Sasuke, please show him. This should be interesting.”

Sasuke’s frown slipped and he smirked at her. “You want to watch?”

She blushed and bit her lip. “Maybe I do,” she shrugged. Sasuke started to chuckle at that.

“What’s so funny?” Naruto grumbled.

“I’ll give you a taste of what Kakashi did to her and you’ll see why we find this so amusing,” Sasuke murmured. He stepped past Sakura and took hold of Naruto’s chin. “Relax,” he murmured gently. His eyes flashed red and spun lazily before Naruto’s softly blue ones.

Naruto immediately stiffed and gasped. Sakura didn’t know what Sasuke was pouring into the blonde’s head, but it was fun to watch the flamboyant young man blush and try to get away. She would have continued to watch the antics of her teammates happily, if she hadn’t suddenly seen a flash of movement at her window. Still smiling and laughing she said, “There’s someone outside guys. I need to get Kakashi.” She playful rubbed their heads and wandered out of the room.

Naruto immediately started yelling at Sasuke. “You can’t touch me there!”

“I didn’t touch you,” Sasuke grunted, blushing lightly. “It’s all a trick in your mind.”

Sakura smiled tightly, amused by the two men, but nervous about who was outside as well. She paused at Kakashi’s door briefly before slipping through the door into the dark room. He was lying on the bed his arm over his eyes. “What is it Sakura?” he asked softly.

She climb onto the bed and laid her head on his chest. “There’s someone outside my window. I think we were followed.”

“Did they see you watching them?” he asked, stroking her hair.

“No. I pretended that I was distracted by Sasuke using his Sharingan on Naruto,” she murmured.

“Let me guess which ‘attack’ Sasuke used,” Kakashi said dryly.

“Naruto asked for it,” she mumbled into his skin. “What do we do now? They’ve probably noticed that I was unpacking my stuff in that room and you were in here.” Sure enough, she glanced at his window and saw another flicker of movement. “They’re watching us now,” she whispered.

“Damn it,” he swore. “I thought this would be better for us. I didn’t realize they were watching so closely.”

She sat up and gently moved over his body, straddling his waist. “Well ‘darling’ let’s show them what they came to see,” she murmured, a little shocked at her own boldness.

“Sakura,” he warned, grabbing her hands as they smoothed over his chest. “I’m not a saint.”

“Kakashi!” Naruto called, appearing in the doorway. “What in the hell are you thinking, doing that jutsu on Sakura! You pervert!” Of course then he saw the position they were in and squawked in surprise.

“See?” Sakura said with a smirk, sliding off of his waist. She walked to the door and pushed a scowling Naruto out into the sitting room. “It’s time to play for the peeping tom Naruto and I don’t need you to watch too…unless you’re into that of course.” He spluttered until she slammed the door in his face.

She turned back to Kakashi, who was sitting up on the bed. “Now, where were we?”

He sighed and tugged her into his lap. “We were about to go to sleep, cuddled in each other’s arms.”

“What?” she asked in hurt confusion. “What about the guy outside?”

“It isn’t that unusual for a couple to just fall asleep together Sakura,” Kakashi assured her patiently. “Couples don’t have to have sex every moment they are together.”

“Oh…okay,” she said, shoulders drooping a bit. “I guess that’s true.” Why did she feel so disappointed? It wasn’t as if they were really married. It was a mission and she’d been getting too distracted by it. At least Kakashi remembered what they were really here for. Her lip trembled.

“Sakura?” he murmured softly. “Oh Sakura, don’t cry, please.”

Sakura didn’t know what had come over her. She was the level headed one in the group, the thinker. She knew this wasn’t real, it never had been. Kakashi had just been playing a part. He wasn’t really in love with her. Yet the moment he touched her, she burst into tears as if he was really rejecting her, rejecting his wife. “I don’t mean to,” she hiccupped between sobs.

He stroked her hair and back, humming softly, trying to sooth the little woman in his arms. “I know this is hard Sakura. It’s hard not to get involved in a mission like this and not get attached to those you’re with.”

“How do you do it?” she asked with a sniff, looking up at him with watery green eyes.

“I don’t,” he murmured. He settled her on the bed and lay down at her side, drawing her gently into his chest. “I can’t ignore how beautiful you’ve become or how strong you are or how much you arouse me,” he murmured against her soft hair.

“Oh,” she said softly, sniffing and snuggling into him. “Thank you.” She lay quietly against him, wondering what it all meant. “Should we abandon the mission then?”

“No,” he murmured running his hand over her back. “We are trained to take on any role. This won’t get in the way.”

“S-so no more pretending to do things so people will hear?” she asked softly.

“We weren’t pretending Sakura,” he reminded her. “They just didn’t know what we were doing behind the door. I should have gone about it differently so we didn’t end up like this.”

She blushed and nodded. He was right, her cries had all been very real. She didn’t know if she would have been able to fake that, but they should have tried. Suddenly the prospect of running away with her former teacher didn’t seem that far fetched. “But what about now?” she asked softly.

“I don’t know,” he said honestly. “No matter what I feel for you and the boys, my first duty is to Konoha and my missions. I shouldn’t get distracted, but that is going to very difficult with such a tempting distraction at my side,” he murmured, rolling until he was above her and nestled between her legs.

“Oh,” she said again, wondering where her vocabulary had gone lately. His gentle weight against her hips and belly was both exciting and frightening. She felt her breath catch in her chest as he lowered his head and brushed his masked lips across her cheek and over her trembling mouth. “Kakashi?” she asked softly, not really sure what she was asking.

“Should I stop?” he asked softly, running a hand up her side. “Please tell me to stop Sakura.”

She looked up into his mismatched eyes and opened her mouth to answer. Unfortunately Naruto busted into the room. “We have a visitor Sensei,” he said excitedly.

“We know Naruto,” Kakashi said pushing up from Sakura’s slender body with a sigh and settling on his knees. What was with the interruptions tonight?

“No, I mean he’s in the sitting room. His name is Zuiken,” the young man said urgently. “He wants to talk to you now.”

Kakashi cursed softly and nodded, rubbing his head. “Okay, okay. I’ll be there in a minute. Just…just tell him to hang on.”

“Sure,” Naruto said ducking back out of the room.

He turned to look back at the woman sprawled below him. “I’m sorry Sakura,” he murmured to the blushing woman. “This is bad timing I know.”

She sat up and pushed gently at him so she could stand. “No, it’s okay. Go talk to this Zuiken. I’ll join you in a minute,” she murmured. “I just need to get collected.” Kakashi nodded and stood. He smiled gently and ran his hand through her hair before turning and wandering out of the room to speak with their ‘guest’. What a mess.