It is said that once a man is driven to extremes, he begins to see what is really going on inside him.

Hatake Kakashi has experienced this devastating feeling many times even more than most Hidden Leaf Village shinobi. First, he lost his mother, whom he never met, then his father took his own life. Later, when Kakashi finally somehow recovered, he lost his friend of his own stupidity.

Life can be so cruel.

For Kakashi it was painful once again, the moment he killed his friend and then lost his own teacher and his wife... And while Kakashi went out of his way to keep an eye on the heir of the Fourth Hokage; which in some ways made his life meaningful, he wasn't always there for him, he didn't contribute much when Naruto faced many failures in his life. Kakashi didn't know at the time what he would say to the boy whose parents sacrificed themselves and him for the sake of all those inhabitants who treated him so badly. However, Hatake felt sorry for the boy.

They were both orphans, and over time, as Naruto became his apprentice, he was promoted in the hierarchy to someone close to his heart, along with Sasuke and Sakura. They created a kind of family that no one could take from them. Over time, Sai joined their group, but he could never get along well with Sasuke, mainly because to the former Root member, Naruto was a good friend and couldn't bear the thought of how the last member of the fallen Uchiha clan was treating him. Apparently reading about emotions didn't reveal the secrets of the relationship between Naruto and Sasuke, that was always full of all kinds of nicknames. The book couldn't define it, not in the way Sai saw Naruto. Or maybe there was something more between Uzumaki and Uchiha? However, Hatake would never admit to such thoughts. Besides, there was also Sakura in it, who ignored both boys, Naruto had no chance for her from the very beginning, and Sasuke lost the case when he tried to kill her. Any self-respecting kunoichi wouldn't forgive it, no matter how much affection she might have for the person. And Sai was never an option. But where was he in all of this? The one who was always by her side to ease the pain. The one who always knew what to say so that the tears would stop flowing down her cheeks. The one who didn't realize until the very end how important his only female student was to him until he almost lost her...

That day, Hatake Kakashi was once again put to the extreme test, his rage, regret and bitterness at its crescendo. And it all might have ended differently if Tsunade sent more ANBU patrols before she finally decided that Team Seven would be deal with it.

Unfortunately, they weren't prepared for it at all. Not even the Hokage had fully figured out the enemy they were about to face, or even the ANBU patrol she had dispatched the first time. Tsunade had too much hope on his team at times, and knowing their opponent's weaknesses, which Kakashi had been trying to pick up from the moment they arrived here, they had no chance of winning against him.

That's why the man's army dealt with the Uchiha without any problems, as if they weren't afraid of Sasuke's mangekyō sharingan or his Susano; so now he looked pitiful as he lay there, crushed by a pile of boulders, unconscious, though still surrounded by a group of hostile ninjas.

Naruto almost lost all of his chakra and the Kyūbi's chakra too in trying to save Sasuke and Sakura because Kakashi somehow saved himself. As always, anyways. He was now standing further away from Naruto, a little closer to the unconscious Sasuke and too far away from Sakura.

Hatake's heart skipped a beat as he tried to analyse what had just happened. He glanced at Naruto, who was trying to get up from the ground with the last of his strength, when a group of enemy ninja flooded him with a barrage of blows, which Uzumaki couldn't cope without the help of chakra and his clones.

He looked once more at Sasuke, lying in a scarlet puddle, and finally with pain painted on his face, Kakashi shifted his gaze to Sakura, whose face twisted angrily, though fear slowly crept into her eyes as their eyes locked together.

Hatake misjudged their location, because in order to get inside the cave, they had to use Sakura's help, who used practically all of her chakra to 'pave their way', and then heal Kakashi after he was knocked out at the very beginning and although he released himself, the blood oozed from the numerous wounds on his body, so Sakura took care of Hatake when Naruto and Sasuke rushed into the fray. Rasengan and chidori lit up the darkness of the cave as her healing hands warmed his body pleasantly, slowly healing numerous incisions.

This was their biggest mistake.

Sakura resisted his cold, ice-like gaze, which he transferred to the opponent right behind her back, holding her tightly in his embrace.

Their biggest mistake — to reveal their medic ninja.

Kakashi stood on the other side, closely watching the enemy's movements with his sharingan. Logically, his strategy was to deprive Kakashi's team of the medical ninja in the first place. Hatake has already dispatched Pakkun to inform the Fifth Hokage to send at least two support teams, Gai Maito's team and Shikamaru's team, as well as Kotetsu and Izumo, as additional support to transport the wounded ones.

Kakashi had to get his team out of here, as all of its members had very little life left. And his mind was working at peak speed, though dimmed by the pain he might experience in a moment if more members of his family were to die because of his stupidity. Though it was going to be completely different — "you will drop by, catch whoever needs to be and deliver to me for questioning" — that was what the Hokage said. In theory, a very simple task, if not for the fact that their opponent was drawing an endless supply of ninjas from somewhere, and his technique was even superior to that of the sharingan. It was clearly one of Orochimaru's experiments.

Kakashi took a deep breath before meeting the torturer's eyes, knowing perfectly well what he had to do. Sakura gritted her teeth and barely noticeably nodded her head, agreeing with her fate.

"Raikiri," he whispered, and the lightning and chirping of birds flashed and reverberated in the vast cave.

He stared at the enemy, frowning threateningly.

"Raikiri," his opponent roared and ran his lightning blade across the belly of the captured Sakura.

Fury boiled over inside Kakashi's heart. He knew that he had acted risky, but only this was able to distract his opponent, namely copying his proprietary technique. While the real Kakashi and one of his clones came from behind to rescue Sakura from his hands...

The man sat up in his bed, panting heavily under the influence of a dream related to recent events. He had only just managed to break free from the clutches of the nightmare that once again enveloped him in its darkness, as in the days when he struggled with the loss of Rin and the demons that tormented him after his hand...

Kakashi looked at his hands, although he couldn't see Rin's blood on them now, but the moment he almost lost his former apprentice showed him what he hadn't noticed for so many years and renewed old wounds.

"Sakura?!" The woman in front of him shouted, which didn't sound like Sakura at all. "I'm not Sakura!"

Kakashi slowly opened his eyelids and glanced at the naked female figure kneeling in front of him. It wasn't his Sakura indeed.

"Did I tell Sakura?" An innocent smile twisted his lips. "I meant..."

His mind was working at full speed, but he couldn't quite remember the woman's name. His hands tightened on her hips then, and he pushed, which in turn made the woman arch and moan, completely forgetting his slip-up. But when Kakashi closed his eyes again, Sakura loomed in front of his eyes, and the man couldn't help but imagine that it was his former apprentice who was kneeling in front of him, and he was digging into her right up to the base until he was satisfied, once again with her name on his lips.

It was at that moment that the woman hit him with the pillow in the face, which Kakashi covered with the mask at the supersonic speed.

"Forget it! I'll never date you again!" she snorted, getting out of bed. "I have my dignity and I don't date assholes who can't even remember my name!"

Kakashi sighed in resignation and pulled up his pants, which he buttoned immediately. He glanced at the woman who had quickly pulled her dress on, and the man had no heart to inform her that she was wearing it inside out. He watched her as she left his apartment in a panic. And he was left alone with his thoughts. And that was probably the worst part of it, as his mind had been playing tricks on him lately.

The man got up from the bed and walked to the window, from where he was watching the woman running down the street, who had been moaning his name a moment ago. And despite her fervent reassurances, she returned to him the next day for more.

Why Sakura? — he thought. He really didn't understand himself. He didn't know what made Sakura so important to him, but the moment he almost lost her showed him what he was afraid to admit to himself for a long time. Or maybe there was just something wrong with him? Anyway, he was certainly not normal, because who normal reads adult romances in public places? And who in their right mind would fantasize about their ex-apprentice? No, Kakashi was certainly not normal. However, despite everything, he didn't understand what Sakura had in her that she attracted him so much that there wasn't a day or an hour that he wouldn't think about her. And when he had been sitting in the bar in the evenings in the last two weeks of this tragic mission, returning to his apartment with a different woman every other night, the same thing had happened every time. Namely, he imagined that it was Sakura in front of him and that it was Sakura who was moaning his name. He was a really sick man.

But he would never, ever allow himself to drag her to his bed. Not when she herself wouldn't initiate it in the first place.

"If you like this Sakura, why don't you sleep with her?" one of his "conquests" asked, who wasn't too bothered by the fact that he didn't remember her name because she didn't remember his name either, and all she knew about him was that he was a famous Copy Ninja.

"It's complicated," the man replied then, masked again and pants pulled over him, sitting on the edge of the bed.

The woman smoothed out her dress she had just pulled on.

"Instead of being with the woman you clearly want, do you prefer to go out every night with strangers who don't even remember your name, and you?" The woman raised an eloquent eyebrow.

Kakashi studied her for a moment. She was a beautiful young blonde with eyes dark as night. Only Hatake noticed it just now, until now he thought he was dealing with the pink-haired and green-eyed kunoichi. He was so fucked up.

"As I said..."

She laughed sonorously, interrupting his speech. "What could be so complicated?" she asked, clearly amused.

Kakashi looked at the floor.

"The fact that I'm her commander," he replied.

"And?"

"And a former teacher," he added as the woman still persisted.

"So now she's no longer your apprentice, but a subordinate?"

Kakashi nodded.

"Is she of age?"

Another nod.

"So, you don't have any obstacles," the woman replied thoughtfully, her lips curled into a mysterious smile.

Hatake rolled his eyes.

"Yes, there are. Like..." Kakashi scratched his cheek, then quickly added what first came to his mind, "She definitely prefers brunets," he said, and this time it was he who smiled mysteriously.

The woman slipped her heels over her feet, glancing at the man over her shoulder as she headed for the exit.

"You're just telling yourself she doesn't want you, and I'm sure if she had the chance to taste some of your sex skills, she wouldn't be that resistant." After these words, she left his apartment, and Kakashi began to wonder if she wasn't wrong.

~*~

Kakashi pinned her wrists to the wall just above her head, but Sakura didn't protest. Not when he kissed her in such a wonderful way, and the taste of his mouth burned her red.

She parted her lips at his pressure, greeting him with joy as his tongue slid inside her mouth, catching hers. Sakura was afraid to admit that she had never kissed anyone in her life, except for those ordinary kisses on the cheeks, or on the occasion of Kakashi's birthday, for example. But she never would have imagined that she would like the taste of a man's lips on hers so much, and the way his tongue caressed her own. Until she moaned her approval right into his mouth, which Kakashi took as encouragement as he deepened the kiss. His lips parted wider and wider, and his tongue gripped hers more and more greedily. Sakura reciprocated him, hoping that her inexperience in this field wasn't too apparent.

Kakashi, on the other hand, tasted his former student with great passion. Completely lost in this unreal, so far, desire. He only thought that Sakura tasted exactly as he imagined it, her lips were perfect in every way, reflecting his kisses perfectly, as if that was what she was made for — kissing him. As he felt and heard her moan, he felt a wave of exciting shivers run through his body as he decided to take it a step further, losing himself more and more in kisses. Their mouths opened wider, kissing uncontrollably, and Sakura kept up with his pace and equalled him in every inch of the passion burning within him.

The man sighed softly as he bit her lower lip, and she moaned, completely unexpected by such a gesture from him. He slowly opened his eyelids as he looked down at his forehead protector girdling her eyes. There was something incredibly exciting about it, and Hatake wouldn't have been himself if it hadn't made him feel even more desire. His eyes absorbed the sight of his former apprentice, thirsty for his mouth. Her pink hair made it clear that his innermost desire had just come true.

That's why, on the spur of the moment, Kakashi slipped his knee between her thighs, and Sakura moaned in surprise when at the same time the mouth of her former teacher stormed her lips. She didn't object. She responded to his call, kissing him even more passionately than she had a moment ago. It's as if Sakura had the sharingan's ability to copy his kissing technique. The man expressed his approval as her tongue twisted around his, teasing and provoking him. Then Kakashi released her wrists and pressed his hands around her bare hips as the dress that Sakura was wearing that day slid up to her belly, exposing her underwear and stockings.

Hatake was able to appreciate women's underwear, so choosing the one that Sakura decided to wear that evening gave him inexpressible pleasure. He wasn't embarrassed anymore and, clasping his hands on her buttocks, he pressed her against the wall with his hips, pressing against her crotch with his erection.

His lips, on the other hand, started wandering from her lips to their corner, which — still in the bar — decorated the white cream, which summoned his dirty thoughts when Sakura then licked this sweetness from his thumb. She definitely could spark the imagination of men, or just his — Konoha's biggest pervert. Kakashi smiled triumphantly as he moved with kisses along the line of her jaw and down to the hollow of her neck where his tongue stepped into action.

Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck, entwining her fingers in his hair. She then tilted her head back, allowing kisses that lit a real fire inside her. She had never been so excited in her life, she wouldn't even be able to admit to herself that she could so desire her former teacher. But...

Sakura tugged at his hair until Kakashi broke away from her neck. Then he looked at her, examining her eagerly parted lips and blindfolded eyes.

"Kakashi-sensei, kiss me," she moaned, and he didn't protest.

The triumphant smile once again entered his lips as he leaned in to place a kiss on her lips, but he stopped a few millimetres away, so that their lips were almost touching each other, and though Sakura still moaned, "Please, sensei."

Kakashi kept still as his triumphant smile turned to smirk.

"You know, Sakura, if I didn't know you better, I would have thought you were trying to get your former teacher to do something beyond his competence as the current leader of the team seven," Kakashi said, though the tone of his voice sounded like he was enjoying her helplessness.

If she hadn't been wearing his protector, she would have blinked in surprise.

"The thing is..." she began but stopped short as she was completely blank in her mind.

"Yes, I'm listening to you, Sakura," he replied in the same teasing tone.

That's when something hit her — he was clearly teasing her! But it took two to play, and although she had already done a good job — quite good given what she felt through the thin material of her panties — she could have dragged their frolics even further.

"Oh, sensei," she began in that coquettish tone of hers. "Wouldn't you like to take the opportunity to teach your apprentice this and that when it comes to bed things?"

She felt his smile as he placed a feather-soft kiss at the corner of her mouth.

"But it looks like my student knows her stuff very well," he replied, cupping her chin in two fingers, and Sakura sighed blissfully.

"Or maybe she doesn't?" she said mysteriously, wrapping her legs around his waist.

Kakashi made a soft noise, as if Sakura surprised him with her bold move.

"What do you mean?" he murmured in her ear, and she shivered as he gently bit at its petal.

"You probably won't believe me anyway, but..." Sakura hesitated, running the tip of her index finger along the line of his jaw, feeling how it twitched when he clenched his jaw.

"But?"

"I've never kissed before," she confessed, and there was utter silence for a moment.

Their breaths mingled with each other then, and that only indicated that Kakashi was still right in front of her. And the fact that one of his hands was still clenched on her buttock, while the other had slipped from her chin to her cleavage. And how their bodies touched each other at strategic points. Sakura felt the heat emanating from the man, and the desire burned inside her with real fire.

"Never?" Hatake gasped out.

"Never," Haruno replied, then added, "I just had my very first kiss."

Kakashi shivered, and she, driven by instinct, moved her hips, rubbing against his erection.

"You seem pretty experienced in this matter for a virgin," he said after a moment, his voice dropping an octave to that low, full of sexual tension and excitement, driving her to her limits. Oh, yes. Sakura could definitely say that Kakashi had a truly remarkable voice that was extremely arousing when he used it in this way.

"It's because..." Sakura smiled mysteriously. "You know, Kakashi-sensei, you have to admit..." Suddenly Sakura's hand went under the material of his pants and grabbed his cock. "...even virgins can gain some experience by reading all the volumes of Icha Icha."

Her fingers closed around his foreskin and moved slowly downward. Sakura thought for a moment that Kakashi was in such shock that he didn't register this little caress.

"I never thought that there would come a day when I would meet a woman in my life who will read the same books as me," he said; and then he groaned as Sakura's fingers began to move faster and faster on his cock, clenching in a pulsating rhythm on it.

Kakashi rested his forehead against her shoulder as she caressed him with her touch.

"I was always curious about what was so interesting in those books until I finally found it out myself," she confessed, and then she moaned as she felt he bit the skin on her arm.

The man pinned her wrists back to the wall just above her head, ending her caress, then bent over her mouth again.

"Sakura..."

"Kakashi-sensei, kiss me."

Hatake groaned miserably at the flirtatious tone of her voice again.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"That you want to lose your virginity this way?"

Now?! He was asking about it now?! After he lit her red and all her sensors screamed for his touch... Demanding to be caressed by Hatake Kakashi! She wanted to rebuke him with her words, but remembered the purpose of this mission, so she quickly collected herself.

"I guess not quite that way," she replied, smiling slyly.

She sensed Hatake's heavy gaze on her.

"I understand," he said with his lazy tone of voice, and Haruno moaned and tightly embraced him with her legs around the waist, until his penis, swollen to the limit, pressed against the moisture of her panties.

"You could take the blindfold off my eyes to admire your handiwork," she whispered in his ear as his face returned to the hollow of her neck.

Everything depended now on his decision... Well, the success of her mission, of course — Sakura corrected herself in her mind. After all, it couldn't be that she was doing it only for her own pleasure, right?