The Masked Jounin ~A Kakashi x Reader~

Chapter Eighteen

You returned to the docks at 9 o'clock, feeling a small sense of satisfaction overcome you. You knew Shikamaru said 8, but he made you wait half an hour last time, so why not beat him at his game and make it an hour?

You smirk as you see him laying on the docks, his head resting on top of his arms and one leg sitting at an arch, the other crossing over it.

You take your spot next to him, laying on your back and looking at the stars.

"I'm night and your day, huh?" You remarked with another smirk, turning your head to look at him.

"Well, seeing as the clouds aren't out, stars are the next best thing." He said as he met your gaze. "Making me wait here an hour, huh?"

"Thought I'd beat you at your own game."

"You can be such a drag sometimes." He says with a chuckle, averting his attention back to the stars.

"Hey I created your trademark. At least show me some respect." You laughed as you hit him lightly in the chest. "As much as I love this view, shouldn't we start training?"

"I knew you loved looking at me." He said with his sly smirk.

"You know that's not what I meant."

"No, you just don't know that's what you meant." He retaliated.

"How does that even make sense?" You laughed as you stood up, outstretching your hand so you could help him up as well.

He took your hand and pulled himself up, not letting go once he was to his feet. He stood close to you, his body towering over your own.

"Wow. Since when did you get so tall?" You asked, surprised at the height of the Chuunin.

"Amazing how one grows up after the age of twelve." He says, sarcasm lacing his words.

"You can let go of my hand now.." you say, not breaking eye contact.

"So can you." He retaliated.

Neither one of you moved. You just simply looked each other in the eyes, getting lost in one another's gaze.

His eyes traveled down to your lips, then back to your eyes. He bit his lip and moved his hands to around your waist. Your heart beat started accelerating again, your cheeks warming up. You looked down to his lips. The soft, pink lips that has met yours once before. You looked back into his eyes. Shikamaru moves his left hand from around your waist to your cheek. He cupped it, stroking it lightly with his thumb, causing them to turn warm with red.

"You're so beautiful..." he said outloud, not sure if he was saying it directly to you or just speaking the words that came to his head.

"Shika..." you said hesitantly.

"Yes, (y/n)?" He asked as he pulled you even closer into him, his hand moving from your cheek to the nape of your neck.

You didn't say anything. The only thing you could do was stare at him and try to ignore the butterflies that were fluttering in your stomach.

He leaned in closer to you, his lips lightly grazing yours. Your breath hitched as he took your bottom lip in with his teeth, slightly biting at it. He released it, causing disappointment to grow slightly within you.

His lips still so close, to yours he whispered. "I know you want to kiss me, just as bad as I want to kiss you..."

Those words.

The same words he said to you six years ago right before kissing you the first time.

He wasted no more time. He moved his other hand from around your waist and placed it with the other one right on the nape of your neck. He leaned his head down and collided his lips with yours.