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❖ Chapter 25: Where There's Smoke, There's Fire... 💋🍋💋
Even before Kakashi had set foot into the tavern, he could sense the storm brewing, as if it were a sixth sense he'd inherited. Earlier that day, during sparring with the team, he had felt it in the air—subtle but undeniable. It wasn't the dark clouds or the smell of rain that tipped him off—there had been none at the time. It was something deeper, an instinct woven into his very being.
The wind had shifted in erratic bursts, an omen that tugged at the edge of his awareness. His father had possessed the same uncanny ability to detect a storm long before it appeared on the horizon, a trait Kakashi had always assumed was more intuition than skill. So when they poof'd outside the bar entrance, the sudden gusts of wind hit their alcohol-fueled senses, making them sway as if the storm itself had been lying in wait. The silver-haired Jonin paused, gathering his chakra once more for another trip.
! Poof !
In an instant, they found themselves in the same secluded alley from earlier, the air heavy with the remnants of adrenaline and unspoken tension. The alcohol had muddled Kakashi's sense of direction, but not his awareness of Sakura—his cock twitched uncontrollably, having got a subtle whiff of her arousal right before they poof'd away from their friends. But after seeing her breathe heavy from the adrenaline, he wanted to make sure she was alright first.
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Pulling down his mask, he asked calmly, "You okay?" His crinkly-eyed smile teasing her as if he hadn't just been the center of her jealous wrath.
Sakura glared at him, though there was a heat in her gaze that had nothing to do with anger. "You knew her... and you let her touch you!"
He chuckled, leaning in closer so their faces were inches apart. "I didn't let her do anything," he murmured, his breath warm against her cheek. "And if I recall, you let that guy get way too close."
Sakura's face flushed, not from shame, but from the way his words stirred something deep within her. Her heart raced as she crossed her arms, trying to stay composed, though the heat building between them made it nearly impossible. "You can't seriously be jealous of that guy."
Kakashi grinned, a smug look in his eyes showing just how much he enjoyed the effect he had on her. "Of course not."
She rolled her eyes, but before she could retort, Kakashi wasted no time. His arms tightened around Sakura's waist, pulling her flush against him, his lips hovering near her ear as he whispered, "Don't think I've forgotten about that little stunt you pulled earlier."
Her emerald eyes widened at the sensation, her pulse quickening as his words sank in. A flush crept up her neck, her body betraying her attempts at self-control. He didn't stop there.
[A.I. Art]
"And tonight," Kakashi murmured, his voice low and rough, as he leaned in closer. His lips brushed against her ear before his teeth gently nipped on her earlobe, eliciting a wave of goosebumps along her skin. "Seeing you so worked up over me, in front of everyone..." His words were a heated whisper, laced with desire. A pained grunt escaped his lips when he pushed himself against her abdomen, letting her feel his frustration.
Sakura was momentarily stunned, her breath catching as she stared up at him. Then, as if something inside her snapped, she grabbed the front of his shirt, her fingers fisting in the fabric as she pulled him down toward her. Her lips brushing against his with a boldness that sent a spark of heat straight through him.
Kakashi groaned, the sound vibrating between them as he returned the kiss with an urgency that matched the fire blazing between them. His hand slid up to cradle the back of her neck, angling her head to deepen the kiss. There was no hesitation in the way she responded, her body pressing into his, her fingers threading through his silver strands. She tugged lightly, and he felt his pulse spike, his breath growing ragged.
When he broke the kiss, it was only to trail his lips along her jawline, then down her neck, tasting her skin as he went. Sakura gasped softly, her head tilting to give him more access, her body arching into his touch. "Kakashi..." she breathed, her voice a mix of need and impatience.
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Kakashi's smirk faded, replaced by something more primal, something raw. Hearing his name fall from her lips in that way nearly undid him. His skilled fingers slid beneath her skirt, quickly realizing she'd gone without underwear, and the discovery sent a jolt of raw desire through him. The instant he felt her slick heat against his fingers, a deep growl resonated from his chest as his cock pulsed with need.
His beautiful pink-haired goddess panted and moaned, unraveling before him. "Ka-kashi, please..." she had gasped, her voice trembling with desperation, as though she might burst into flames if she didn't find release soon.
The silver-haired man didn't need to be told twice; he wasted no time unzipping his pants, letting his cock spring loose after hours of restraint. He grabbed & lifted her so effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pinned her against the wall. His grip firm but controlled, savoring the way her body trembled beneath him.
Kakashi said nothing, even as he felt how dripping wet she was for him. His smoldering gaze remained locked onto hers as he pulled his hips back and pushed into her with one long, slow stroke. He felt her body tighten around him, her mouth falling open in a breathless, lustful cry.
"OH GOD!" Sakura cried, knuckles turning white as she held onto his shoulder and neck for dear life, her legs wrapped around him tightly. She could feel him inside her, thick and throbbing, his pulse beating in time with hers.
Kakashi's breath was hot and ragged against her lips as he murmured, "Shhh, keep it down... we wouldn't want to attract any unwanted attention, would we?" The thought lingered in the air, knowing if they weren't careful, someone might come looking to investigate the noise.
The pink-haired kunoichi bit her lip, trying to muffle her moans, but failed as he thrust into her with a slow, deliberate rhythm, his calloused hands kneading her ass. Each time he filled her, a wave of euphoria washed over her, his thickness stretching her perfectly. The alcohol coursing through their veins only intensified the sensations, making every movement feel impossibly delicious.
⌦ A/M SS ⌫
"Fuck... this tight pussy's all mine..." Kakashi purred, his voice low and strained as he rapidly lost control. His hips began to snap faster, harder, the primal need to claim her taking over. Each time he slammed into her, her enraptured expression pushed him closer to the edge, unraveling what little restraint he had left. The urge to mark her, to make it clear to everyone who she belonged to, consumed him. His breath hitched as he felt the familiar tingling at the base of his balls, his release just within reach.
His dirty words ignited something primal within her, fueling the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her. "Oh god... I'm gonna..." Sakura's voice faltered as her body trembled, her feminine muscles squeezed around his pistoning length with increasing intensity. As the peak of her release loomed closer, she felt her entire being aflame, consumed by the need to lose herself in him completely. She ached for the moment they would both unravel together, craving his release as much as her own.
Kakashi's left hand slid from her curvaceous ass, and swiftly covered her mouth as he pressed her harder against the wall for leverage. His mouth latched onto her neck, teeth sinking into her soft skin as an intense ripple from her pussy gripped his cock like a vice, sending waves of pleasure that blurred his vision. With a pleasured grunt, he finally erupted inside her in powerful, shuddering bursts, releasing all of the day's frustration.
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Sakura felt him, his big cock throbbing and pulsing as he spilled deep inside her, the heat of his release searing through her womb. The intense sensation of being filled broke the last thread of her restraint, sending her spiraling into a powerful orgasm. Kakashi, with surprising clarity had enough sense to clamp a hand over her mouth, stifling the screams that would have otherwise echoed through the secluded alley—Ultimately alerting the villagers of their scandalous activities.
Sakura clutched herself to him as he finished the last of his spurt, feeling the warmth of Kakashi's body still pressed against hers as they came down from the intensity of their shared high. His breath was ragged, his chest heaving against hers as Sakura's hands gently stroked the back of his neck, fingers tracing the line of his hair, relishing in the small, quiet sounds of pleasure he made. She was still basking in the glow of their release, her body tingling from head to toe, feeling weightless, almost boneless.
But even as the overwhelming pleasure began to fade, the familiar ache of desire was already building again within her. Kakashi, still hard inside her, only intensified that craving. Her pulse quickened at the thought. (Round one with him never feels like enough.) I Second that!
Sakura inwardly rolled her eyes at her inner self...
She could sense him regaining his composure, his breathing slowing. When he looked down at her, his gaze was dark and smoldering, his lips slightly parted as if he were about to say something important. His thumb and index finger brushed under her chin, tilting her head down so their eyes met.
His voice soft, yet firm. "I'm yours. Always. Never doubt it."
Sakura's chest tightened with love, the tenderness in his voice touching her in ways nothing else could.
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Kakashi always made sure she felt cherished, that his actions spoke of love even in moments like these. She smiled softly, feeling a surge of warmth, but there was a playful edge to her tone as she decided to reward him.
"I'm yours too. Indefinitely..." she said, her breath still uneven from their encounter. Slowly, she unwrapped her legs from around his waist, her feet touching the ground again as she slid down his body. Kakashi pulled out loosening his hold, though his hands remained close, unwilling to let her go completely. She could feel his lingering desire in the way his fingers lightly grazed her sides, unwilling to break the connection between them.
Sakura's gaze flicked up to meet his, a knowing smirk tugging at her lips. "We could've left sooner, you know," she added, her voice soft yet teasing, her body still humming from the closeness they shared.
Kakashi's grin only deepened, his smirk as sly as ever. Swiftly, he backed her up against the wall again, his large hands moving down her curves, fingers tracing her hips with a touch that sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through her veins. "And miss the chance to stake my claim in front of everyone?" His voice was low, thick with desire. "Not a chance."
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Her heart skipped a beat at the intensity in his voice, at the way his body was pressed against hers, so close yet not close enough. His touch, the look in his eyes, it all reignited the need inside her, making her ache with anticipation.
But she had plans of her own.
With a gentle but firm push, she placed her hands on his chest and nudged him back, feeling his muscles tense beneath her palms. Her eyes never left his, her smirk widening as she began to touch his chest. Kakashi's eyes darkened further, the air between them crackling with lust.
"You were such a good boy earlier," she purred, her voice dropping into a sultry whisper as her left hand slipped beneath his shirt, sliding it upward. While her right hand traced the defined lines of his abdomen, following the path down his happy trail. With each touch, her fingers explored the warm, toned skin beneath, exploring him inch by inch as her gaze lingered, a mischievous glint lighting her eyes.
"I saw you reject her, even before she followed you to our table." Her gaze never wavered from his as she slowly knelt before him reaching her destination—his length, twitching with anticipation just inches from her lips. With a teasing smile, she gripped him at the base, her breath warm as she hovered over him, eye-contact fully intact. "And for that, you've earned a reward..."
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Kakashi's breath hitched, and for a moment, the world around him blurred into a haze of overwhelming sensation. The sight of Sakura on her knees before him, her lips wrapping around his cock, was enough to make his mind go blank. Her beautiful emerald eyes went wide as she attempted to take more of him into her mouth, the sheer size making it difficult for her to manage, but she persisted. That look of determination only heightened the pleasure, and Kakashi felt a deep, primal urge stir inside him.
His hand instinctively reached down, fingers tangling in her soft pink hair as he gathered it into a makeshift ponytail, gently guiding her movements. She eagerly followed his lead, her mouth hot and eager as she swallowed him deeper, and the sensation was exquisite. Kakashi threw his head back, "Mmmhhn," a strangled moan escaping his lips as the pleasure surged through him, all but overwhelming.
But just when he thought he couldn't take any more, she pulled back, her mouth releasing him with a loud, wet pop. Her eyes flickered up at him, a playful, teasing glint in her gaze as she licked her lips. "Shhh, keep it down..." she whispered, her voice sultry and full of mischief. "We wouldn't want to attract any unwanted attention, would we?"
[I know it's not Sakura, but close enough - {from a different anime}]
Kakashi's chest tightened, his heart pounding in his ears. Damn his vixen. She was using his own words against him, and the way she teased him—so confident, so bold—it made his desire for her burn even hotter. No one had ever made him feel like this before. Her audacity, her playful dominance, the way she called him a 'good boy'—all of it made him lose control in ways he hadn't thought possible.
Raindrops started to trickle down his face, snapping him out of the haze of pleasure. Kakashi blinked, his breath ragged as he looked down at her—those lustful emerald eyes staring up at him. He knew then that neither of them would be getting much sleep tonight. And as amazing as the moment was, he knew they needed to change location if they wanted to continue. This alley was no place for what they both craved.
Quickly he reached down, pulling her up from her knees, crashing his mouth onto hers in a heated, lustful kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, unbothered by the taste of their combined essence lingering on her lips from their first round. Gently, he bit down on her lower lip, tugging slightly as he murmured against her mouth, "As much as I want my reward... not here."
With a raised eyebrow Sakura smirked, her eyes glinting with that same sensual confidence he had come to love. "I've processed most of the alcohol now," she murmured, her voice breathless but full of mischief. "I can get us to my place since we're close and besides... I've got the bigger bed."
The raised eyebrow and playful tone sent a thrill through Kakashi. She was so sure of herself, so effortlessly seductive, and it made him realize how lucky he was, how much she'd let herself embrace this side of her. He was proud to be the one who helped her discover it, who made her feel comfortable enough to express it.
They quickly adjusted themselves, clothes still askew from their earlier frenzy, and Kakashi couldn't resist pressing himself against her from behind. His hands roamed her body, and she shot him a heated glance over her shoulder, her lips parting as a soft moan escaped her. He could feel her anticipation, the electricity between them only growing stronger. Before she could poof them away, he made sure she felt exactly what she did to him.
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When they reappeared outside Sakura's apartment, a cold chill crawled up Kakashi's spine. He attributed it to the thrill of the night ahead, brushing it off as nerves or excitement. He had no idea what awaited them. Instead, he decided to be playful, his hands immediately finding their way to her breasts as she fumbled with the keys.
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Her soft moans filled the quiet night air, her body pressing back into him as he kissed her neck, grinding his hips against her from behind.
Finally, she managed to get the door open, and they practically stumbled inside, their lips crashing together in a heated kiss as Kakashi shut the door behind them with his foot. The apartment was dim, but the tension between them was palpable as they moved quickly toward her bedroom, hands roaming, desperate for skin.
She had jumped up onto him, legs wrapped around his waist, and he carried her with ease, his hands squeezing her ass as his lips found her neck again, shoes discarded in the process. By the time they burst through the door to her room, they were both half-naked, Sakura's shirt discarded somewhere in the hallway.
She had just managed to pull off Kakashi's shirt, letting it fall to the ground, when they entered her bedroom. As Kakashi's vision cleared, he froze. His body went rigid, and his eyes widened as he took in the scene before them.
Sakura, still clinging to him, looked up, her brow furrowed in confusion. "What's wrong, Kashi?" she asked, breathless.
Kakashi's heart pounded in his chest as his gaze fixed on the figure standing in the shadows of Sakura's room by the window.
They weren't alone...
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The last Uchiha had been waiting in the room, simmering in his own thoughts when they burst in—Kakashi carrying Sakura in his arms, both half-naked, completely unaware of his presence. They didn't notice at first, too wrapped up in each other, until Kakashi froze, and then Sakura's gaze followed. The shock hit them like a wave, freezing them in place. Sakura's hand gripped Kakashi's shoulder, her face flushed, while Kakashi looked right at him, his face a mix of surprise and tension.
(So the rumors had been true...)
[Close Enough]
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For a moment, Sasuke didn't know what to do. His entire body tensed, his fists clenched at his sides, the flood of emotions crashing over him all at once—confusion, anger, and something he wasn't quite willing to name. His Sharingan burned crimson, swirling with fury, while the Rinnegan in his other eye pulsed ominously. (How long? How long has this been going on? Has she been lying to me all this time? Was this why she never wrote or sent me anything?) The storm outside raged violently, mirroring the cyclone in his chest. Thunder boomed, and lightning cracked through the sky, casting harsh, jagged light into the room, perfectly illuminating Kakashi and Sakura in their disheveled state.
Sasuke's mind raced, but he couldn't think straight. He had come here expecting to remind her of his presence, to show her that he was still the same Sasuke she had once pined after, except less vengeful. But instead, he found himself standing there, watching her—watching them.
Him. With her. He couldn't stand it, he had to say something.
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"What the fuck is this?" Sasuke growled, his voice low and dangerous. His chakra flared violently, filling the room with an oppressive, suffocating energy that made the air feel heavy. The floor beneath him cracked as his rage surged uncontrollably, his hand shaking as he gestured at the two of them.
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It was getting close to midnight, and the steady rhythm of rain against the village rooftops filled the air as Naruto and Hinata made their way toward the Hyuga Compound. The storm had been relentless for the last hour, lightning splitting the sky in quick, violent flashes. Despite the downpour, they walked in perfect comfort, shielded by Naruto's seal. It was something he had created specifically for moments like these, when he wanted to enjoy being with Hinata without worrying about the weather. His hands glowed—proof of the seal—when she had laughed softly, always impressed by the clever ways he applied his skills.
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Hinata's hand was warm in his, her delicate fingers curling around his palm as they strolled through the quiet streets. The rest of their friends had stayed behind at the bar, and though Naruto could have stayed longer, he'd insisted on walking Hinata home. After all, she had a curfew, and he never missed a chance to spend time alone with her.
Then suddenly he felt it—a pulse of chakra that shot through him like a jolt of lightning. Naruto's brow furrowed in confusion. That chakra... It was Sasuke's, no doubt about it, but something was wrong. His best friend hadn't responded to Naruto's last letter, nor had he sent any message saying he was back. And why was his chakra flaring like that, crackling with an intensity that put Naruto on edge?
(Sasuke? What's going on?) Naruto's thoughts churned as he tightened his grip on Hinata's hand. The storm felt like an ominous backdrop to the surge of chakra, as if nature itself was responding to the emotional turbulence he sensed from Sasuke. It didn't feel right.
The rain continued to pour, but thanks to Naruto's Fūinjutsu seal, neither he nor Hinata felt the cold drops. As they reached the entrance of the Hyuga Compound, Naruto slowed his pace. His mind was a whirl of questions, but he couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling in his gut that something was about to go down.
Before they reached the view of the guards, Naruto stopped and gently pulled Hinata aside. His hand slipped behind her head, fingers threading through her soft hair, while the other wrapped around her waist. Without a word, he brought his lips to hers in a heated kiss. No matter how many times they kissed, she always turned that perfect shade of red, and it warmed his heart every single time. But what truly made him melt was the way she kissed him back, her body leaning into his, fully reciprocating the affection.
When she finally pulled away, Hinata's hand lingered on the back of his neck, the other resting flat against his chest, her eyes full of understanding. "Naruto-kun... go. I'll be fine," she whispered, her voice sweet and gentle, the same way it always was when she sensed his unease. "Thank you for bringing me home."
Naruto swallowed, the worry about Sasuke momentarily fading as he looked down at her. "Good night, Hime," he said softly, his hand cupping her face as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. He wanted to reassure her, to make sure she saw his smile before he left. Even if he was uneasy, she didn't need to worry about him.
Hinata smiled up at him, her cheeks still flushed from the kiss, and with one last glance, Naruto nodded before quickly forming the hand signs. In a puff of smoke, he was gone, heading toward the source of Sasuke's chakra.
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Sasuke's eyes zeroed in on the scene before him: Kakashi moved first, his movements quick and deliberate when he lowered Sakura gently from his grasp, then immediately stepped in front of her, blocking Sasuke's view of her with his own body. The betrayal in that action alone caused something deep inside Sasuke to snap. Sakura, the girl that had been in love with him, was now clinging to Kakashi from behind. Her bare shoulders exposed as she fumbled to find something—anything—to cover herself. She grabbed what seemed to be Kakashi's shirt from the ground, slipping it on hastily. But what stung the most was the way her eyes darted towards him, her face twisted with frustration and annoyance.
Annoyance. At him. As if he was the one out of line.
Sasuke's fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms until he could feel the sting of blood against his skin. He barely noticed it, his entire focus on the two people before him. The storm outside raged louder, thunder roaring as if in sync with the storm brewing inside him.
She was annoyed? At him?
The sheer audacity of it made his blood boil hotter. He had every right to be angry—he was the one betrayed. He was the one who had walked in on this... disgusting scene. His eyes flickered to a shirtless Kakashi, standing protectively in front of her, as if Sasuke was some kind of enemy, some kind of intruder. The thought alone made him want to tear the entire room apart.
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"Why the hell are you looking at me like that?" Sasuke hissed, his voice dangerously low as he directed his question at Sakura, who now stood beside Kakashi. The sight of her wearing Kakashi's shirt, the way she held onto his hand, fingers interlaced so casually—it was enough to make Sasuke sick.
She didn't answer immediately, her lips pressed into a thin line, her eyes avoiding his as she tightened her grip on the fabric that now covered her. That only enraged him more.
"Answer me!" he demanded, his chakra flaring again, causing the window to rattle and the air to feel heavier with each passing second. He felt the Rinnegan twitch with his rising anger, his instincts screaming at him to do something, to act, to fight. But for some reason, he held himself back.
(Why is she angry with me? Why does it feel like... I'm the one who missed something important?)
But no. This wasn't his fault. This wasn't something he had caused. This was Kakashi's doing. Sakura's doing. They were the ones to blame for this mess. Not him.
"You betrayed me," Sasuke finally said, his voice low and dangerous, filled with an anger that barely masked the hurt beneath. "Both of you!"
When Sakura finally spoke, her voice was softer than he'd expected, but there was no mistaking the irritation in her tone. "Sasuke... you seem to have the wrong idea."
"Wrong idea?!" he repeated, incredulous. Gritting his teeth he took a step forward, his eyes burning with betrayal. "I think it's pretty fucking clear what's going on here."
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Kakashi remained quiet, his expression unreadable, but his body moved forward and stood firmly between Sasuke and Sakura. The protective stance only grated on Sasuke's nerves more. Why was Kakashi so intent on shielding her? As if Sasuke would hurt her? As if he was the villain in this situation?
The room was thick with tension, the storm outside howling louder, rain pelting against the windows. Every fiber of Sasuke's being screamed for an explanation, for something to make sense, but all he could see was red. All he could feel was the searing heat of betrayal coursing through his veins.
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Sakura's mind was a whirlwind of Kakashi—his touch, his warmth, the way his lips felt against her skin. Every nerve in her body was electrified from the way he had ground his hips against her while she fumbled with the key. The desire between them was so consuming, it drowned out everything else. She hadn't even noticed anyone else was in the room. Not until Kakashi froze in place.
Half-naked in his arms, Sakura turned to where Kakashi was staring. Her breath caught as she saw a pair of furious, flashing red and purple eyes. Sasuke. A streak of lightning illuminated the room, the storm outside raging as violently as the aura in the room.
Her irritation spiked immediately. The heated moment Kakashi had so effortlessly created was now ruined by Sasuke's brooding presence. She had been so lost in her passion that the intrusion felt like a slap in the face. And for whatever reason, it just had to be Sasuke of all people, with his self-righteous glare and anger that was totally uncalled for. (He hadn't even sent word he was coming... Naruto would've mentioned something... hell even Kakashi was caught off guard...)
Kakashi gently set her down and immediately stepped in front of her, shielding her modesty. She scrambled to find something to cover herself with until her eyes landed on Kakashi's shirt. Grabbing it, she slipped it on quickly. Once dressed, she moved to stand beside him, she instinctively intertwined her fingers with his, seeking comfort.
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For a moment, they stood in silence, but the tension in the room was palpable. The storm howled outside, and Sakura's temper flared. She was fed up—fed up with Sasuke's interruption, fed up with the idea that she somehow owed him an explanation. Her voice was soft, but there was no mistaking the irritation in her tone. "Sasuke... you seem to have the wrong idea."
"Wrong idea?!" he repeated, incredulous. He took a step forward, his eyes burning with what looked like betrayal. "I think it's pretty fucking clear what's going on here."
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Her voice came out exasperated as she stepped forward away from Kakashi's protective stance and addressed him, crossing her arms over her chest, trying to retain some sense of composure. "Sasuke, in case it wasn't obvious by now," she started, her irritation clear, "Kakashi and I are together, we're a couple." Her jaw tightening as she spoke, her tone biting. "We've been together for a while and it's serious."
Her eyes flicked over Sasuke's face, watching as his expression twisted into a mix of confusion, disgust, and disbelief. Typical. Sasuke had always been emotionally distant, but the way he now looked at her—as if she had somehow betrayed him—ignited a new level of frustration. His audacity to act as though she had wronged him, as if they had ever been anything other than teammates, if she could even call him that.
She clenched her fists, the storm outside seeming to echo her rising fury. "So why," she continued, voice sharper, "are you in my apartment, demanding answers as if I owe you any!?"
Sasuke took a step forward, his voice laced with anger. "Sakura, you must be joking... he was our goddamn sensei for crying out loud!" His eyes flickered toward Kakashi before narrowing in disgust. "He's like 40—a perverted old man who reads porn in public! Why on earth would you—"
Before Sasuke could finish his thought, his gaze dropped lower, and his eyes locked onto the slimy liquid slowly running down her inner thigh. The room, once filled with tension and the roar of the storm, went eerily silent.
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Sakura's breath caught in her throat. She followed Sasuke's line of sight, her face flushing when she realized what he was staring at—Kakashi's release now dripping down her leg. It was mortifying, but there was a dark humor to it. Both she and Kakashi glanced up at Sasuke at the exact same moment, as if synchronized, and then everything happened in an instant.
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Sasuke's face twisted in rage, his jealousy and fury boiling over into something dangerous. Sakura barely had time to react before she saw the shift in his eyes, his Rinnegan flaring with power. Kakashi's arm shot out, pulling her behind him in a protective stance, but it was too late.
"Sakura!" Kakashi's voice was filled with fear as Sasuke's eyes locked onto her.
In a heartbeat, Sakura felt a pull, like the world itself was bending and warping around her. The last thing she saw was Kakashi's outstretched hand, his eyes wide with panic, as Sasuke's power ripped her from reality. The storm outside was drowned out by the sound of her heartbeat thundering in her ears.
And then everything went black...
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To be Continued . . .