Struck: A Kakashi Hatake Fanfiction

Chapter Thirteen: "Just Breathe" Pearl Jam

"Mmm." I couldn't suppress the moan from my lips as I sunk down into the steamy water of the bathhouse. I rested my neck on the ledge and stared up at the starry sky, letting myself get lost in my thoughts for a while. It was a quiet night, and I had the bath all to myself.

I was curious to see what information I could get from that woman's grandson. And we needed to get back to the smaller village to investigate Konton further. If we couldn't find...him...we were just going to have to go back blind. Surely even Hatake would agree with me on that.

I felt a small curve in my lips at the thought of the formidable shinobi. This afternoon had just been so easy with him. He was as charming and mysterious as ever. I was afraid things might be different after we'd...but it was good. I was, however, hoping that we'd released the sexual tension the other night... But I was getting a feeling that that wasn't going to go away.

I sighed and closed my eyes. I thought about what he'd said to me—"I have no intentions of stopping." But I guess that's what I was afraid of—him not wanting to stop. Because I hadn't meant that I wouldn't just want to stop having sex. I meant—that I wouldn't want to stop him; I wouldn't be able to quit him.And if all he wanted was sex? Well, I don't think that would be enough for me.

Was I even ready for something? Hideshi had left me...shattered. There are still nights I wake up in a cold sweat, reliving the nightmare of that night...

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a familiar masked face.

"Maybe you should take a little break from Make Out Paradise, Hatake," I said as I saw his dark eye flicker to my breasts that were just under the surface of the water.

In a flash, he was in the water next to me and I straightened up to meet his gaze.

"Now, why would I do that?" he asked in a low voice. His shoulder was up against mine. The feel of his skin as it slid against mine sending sparks through me.
"Because you've clearly become a pervert," I snipped with a faux-judgmental eyebrow arch. He answered me with his closed-eye grin and a sexy chuckle as he leaned back against the wall.

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"Miss Akiyama, I think you like me that way," I quipped back at her. That laugh of hers rang out again and I couldn't help but grin and join her.

She does that to me, makes me laugh. She's like a combination of Obito and...Rin. Silly and serious. I just feel...drawn to her. Hmm.

She let out a deep breath. "Who would've thought," she said softly.

"Hmm?"

"That one day I'd be in a bath with my older brother's friend? Life is weird."

"Indeed."Who would've thought I'd be...feeling like this for my old friend's annoying little sister? Heat rose to my cheeks. She couldn't see it but I tugged my mask up higher anyway.

We soaked in silence for a few minutes. Emi let out a yawn and she rested her head on my shoulder.

"So, Hatake. You know all about my rubber ducky obsession," she smirked. "Tell me about you."

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When we'd grown tired of the bath, we came back to his room and kept talking. About nothing, everything. I was tracing the scars on his chest with my fingers while we lay in his bed, tangled under the covers. He was so warm. He'd lost his mask at the door and I hadn't been able to pull my attention from his face for long.

When my eyes started to grow heavy, he pulled me close and touched his lips to my forehead. I slipped into the sweetest sleep...