Kakashi's Kiss

I know its been well over a year since I updated this story. This is one of my earlier works and I had never really planned on going anywhere with it. I reread it today however and felt the urge to continue it again. That's most likely how this story will be. I'll update whenever I can crank out a chapter.


EDIT 2:07pm 12-9-10:
PRAWN: I highly doubt you will, but if you ever come back just to see what's up with this story, I am in fact 20 YEARS OLD! The birthday on my profile is my real birthday! I stated above that this is one of my earlier works. I started this story back when I had first discovered fanfiction. I was still naive and very much a fangirl. I am well aware of how fangirly most of my Naruto stories come off. However, if you still don't believe me, maybe checking out my Harry Potter stuff would change your mind about my age.

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Ayame awoke the next morning with the feeling of a hand running through her hair. She pushed herself off the bed a little trying to stretch her tired muscles. “Good morning.” Kakashi said as he stopped stroking her hair. She barely registered his voice.

“What time is it?” She asked plopping back down. “Its almost 10.” He said as he put his arm around her waist and snuggled against her. She suddenly remembered where she was.

“What?!?!” She shrieked as she bolted up right. “Oh my god! I’m going to get in so much trouble. My parents have probably called the police already and they will have been worried sick about me.”

She tried to untangle herself from the mess of blankets, sheets, and Kakashi that was holding her down. “Calm down.” Kakashi said with a chuckle. He got a firm hold of her and gently pulled her back down.

“But what am I supposed to tell them?” Ayame asked as she tried to wiggle free. “I spent the night having wild, crazy sex with my gym teacher? Yeah I’m sure that’ll go over well.”

“I already took care of it. I called them early this morning while you were sleeping and told them that you weren’t feeling well. Your mom said she was going to come get you right away but I said you were passed out on my couch and that I’d bring you home in the morning when you woke up.” He explained.

“She asked why you were at the school so late and I told here there was some sort of new extracurricular thing going on, I can’t remember exactly what I said, and that you were so caught up in the excitement you forgot to call home and tell them what you were doing.

“I also told her I would have taken you home right away if you hadn’t fallen asleep so quickly and that it was no trouble at all.” He finished.

“She believed that?” She asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t they?” He asked.

“They don’t trust me as far as they can throw me. And until now, I’ve never even done anything to contradict their rules.” Ayame said as she crossed her arms in frustration.

“Well she seemed grateful that I was here to make sure you were ok.” Kakashi said as he pulled her up against him. “Now, all that wiggling you did earlier seems to have caused a little, or should I say, a big problem.” He said shifting slightly.

Ayame playfully shoved his shoulder. “You are absolutely insatiable!”

Kakashi waggled his eye brows and smirked at her. “Oh I’m insatiable? I seem to recall that you’re the one that wanted to go a sixth time at three o’clock in the morning. So then what does that make you?”

She pretended to ponder the question for a moment. “A horny, hormone driven teenager.” She stated matter-of-factly. “What’s your excuse?”

“I’m just horny.” Kakashi said with a shrug.

“Well unfortunately for you, you’ll have to take care of that yourself after you take me home.” Ayame said as she tried to stand up. Unfortunately for her, she was still very much tangled up in the sheets and Kakashi.

“But I thought we could have a little more fun before you leave?” The pouting man said as he held her tighter.

Again, Ayame struggled to get off the bed. She huffed a little and blew hair out of her face. “Fine, since you seem so intent in not letting me go!” She straddled his waist and gave him a quick kiss. “I’ll just have to make sure you’re completely satisfied by the time I’m gone.”

Half an hour later, found the two of them completely dressed and heading out to Kakashi's car, which was just a plain black Jeep Cherokee.

Most of the ten minute car ride to Ayame's house was spent in complete companionable silence, except when she was giving him directions.

“Where are you going?” Ayame asked when Kakashi took a wrong turn down an empty alley. He put the car in park and turned off the engine before answering her.

“You said you were going to make sure I was completely satisfied before you were gone.” Kakashi started slowly. “I think there is some… hard evidence that I’m not.”

Ayame's eyes moved to Kakashi's jean clad crotch. A smirk found its way to her lips as she shook her head and rolled her eyes at the man. He was worse that most teenagers.

The girl looked around the alley to make sure no one was watching them before crawling over the center console and sliding onto the man’s lap. She briefly wondered how they were going to make this work with such little space to move.

Before Ayame had a chance to voice this thought, Kakashi's unmasked lips found hers in a kiss that demanded her full attention. His hands settled on her hips and gripped them almost painfully. She gasped when he forced her hips to rock forward against him. Ayame quickly figured out what they were doing and was soon moving of her own accord.

Several minutes of dry humping and two orgasms later, Ayame felt Kakashi's body stiffen under her as his cry of release was swallowed up by her. The two of the sat there for a while to regain control of their bodies.

Kakashi's warm hands found there way underneath Ayame's shirt. She sighed softly at the contact as she rested her head in the crook of his shoulder and neck. He hummed a little as her breath floated across his skin.

“This is so wrong Kakashi sensei.” She quietly said a good while later and still hadn’t moved. “You’re twelve years older than I am.”

“So? Would you have any objections of you were eighteen and I was… thirty?” The man immediately noticed that his math was off. Sixteen plus twelve is twenty-eight, I’m not twenty-eight which can only mean…

“You’re only 15?!” Kakashi said much louder than he intended.

Ayame sat up straight to put a little distance between them and cast her eyes downward. She didn’t want to see the anger and hurt in his mismatched eyes.

“I’m sorry.” She said quietly.

Kakashi sighed and ran a hand down his face. “Why did you agree that you were in fact sixteen when you weren’t?” He asked softly.

Surprised that he didn’t sound angry, Ayame looked up at him in confusion. “I don’t really remember much of what I said yesterday.” She slowly replied.

Kakashi couldn’t help the smile that forced its way onto his lips. “That’s understandable.” He said with a small shrug. He supposed it was his fault anyway for not asking how old she was in the first place.

“Come on.” He said and lightly smacked her ass. “We need to get you home.”

Five minutes later found a black Jeep pulling into the short, paved driveway in front of Ayame's house. They argued for a moment about whether or not Kakashi was going to come to the door with her. Ayame quickly gave in as she snatched her bag from the back seat.

When they reached the door, Ayame made to grab the handle but Kakashi put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. He rang the bell and a moment later a haggard looking woman answered the door.

“Ayame, oh thank god.” The woman, clearly her mother, said as she hugged her daughter. “We were worried sick until your gym teacher called us. What had you so distracted that you forgot to call?” She asked.

Ayame shrugged her shoulders a little and said in a small voice, “It doesn’t really matter. Not enough people showed up so they decided not to do it.” Kakashi had to admit she played sick well. He suspected she’d done it before. It also helped that her face was still a little blotched from their actions in the car not ten minutes ago.

“Please, come in.” The woman said when she finally addressed Kakashi's presence. He nodded politely and followed Ayame through the door. They glanced at each other and he saw the triumphant smirk on his face.

They walked into the kitchen where a man, presumably Ayame's father, was sitting at the table drinking coffee and reading the paper. Ayame's mother offered Kakashi a chair before all but forcing the girl into another one.

“Mom!” Ayame whined as she began to fuss over her.

“You look tired and a little feverish. You’re going to eat a nice breakfast and then you’re going to straight to bed.” She said sternly. Then she turned to Kakashi. “Would you like anything?”

“No, no. I just wanted to make sure Ayame was alright before going home.” He lied easily. “We’re starting volleyball on Monday and she needs to be healthy if the girls are going to beat the boys.”

“Alright then, if you’re sure.” She said as she put two pieces of bread in a toaster.

“In fact, I’d better be going.” Kakashi said as he stood up from his chair. He nodded politely to the mother and then to Ayame and made for the door.

Just as Kakashi turned into the hall and out of sight, Ayame noticed his watch lying on the table. She grabbed it and jumped up from the table. “Kakashi sensei!” She called as she all but ran from the room.

Ayame caught up with him just as he was opening the door. “Yes?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

“You uh… you forgot your watch.” She said softly as she handed it to him. Kakashi quickly put it on his wrist and clasped it.

“Oh, I didn’t forget it.” He replied. She looked up at him in confusion before he swiftly tugged his mask down and gave a short but heated kiss.

Kakashi didn’t care if she was underage, it wasn’t by much. And he hadn’t been lying when he said he actually liked nor about it being the best sex he’d had in a while, if not his entire life. It gave him a thrill knowing her parents were only one room away, that either of them could walk out at any moment and see him kissing their daughter.

The moment Ayame's tongue slid out to play, Kakashi pulled away from her and his mask was back up before should even opened her eyes. He winked and then he was gone.

Ayame wandered back into the kitchen and listened as he started the engine to his Jeep and backed out of the driveway. She sat back down where her breakfast was now waiting for her: Scrambled eggs, bacon, two pieces of buttered toast, and a large glass of orange juice.

“What was that about?” Her mother asked, regarding her daughter’s sudden fleeing.

She swallowed the bit of toast in her mouth. “His watch had fallen off. I was taking it too him. Everyone keeps telling him to get a new one but he says it’s got sentimental value or something like that.” Ayame couldn’t believe the ease with which she was lying.

“Honey, your face is all red.” She said when she turned to look at Ayame. She put a hand to her forehead.

“I thought I was starting to feel warm again.” Ayame muttered