The girl with Pink Hair

Chapter Forty Three

...I feel...safe...

I felt like no one in the world could touch me while I laid under his warm embrace with his muscular arms around my waist holding me close, this state of being that was filling every cell in my body was indescribable.

I loved sharing body heat with him, my head rested on his bare chest as I listened to his relaxed heartbeat thumping away. Saying I had missed this couldn't begin to explain the emptiness that echoed through me at night when I laid in bed without him.

When I looked up at him, I just knew and that all I knew in this moment. I didn't care about anything or anyone else, I didn't care I was missing all my meetings, my training session, or blowing off the river village who was only looking for an antidote for the reapers poison due to my request.

Lying beside him again after an entire year I knew he was my home, when I looked into his face I could see myself in twenty years down the road with him still by my side and this was a thought I never had before.

I always expected to die in battle, I never wanted a house in the middle of nowhere with no neighbors around before now. I was trained ready to die, trained to accept the ultimate price for freedom. Just like he had done before he died Kakashi had me questioning my life and my future I thought about his ring sitting on my kitchen counter.

"I'm sorry." Kakashi chuckled after a silent hour of laying in my bed.

"Huh?"

"Did I interrupt your day?" Kakashi smirked looking at me, he was amused he messed up my day I saw he held my phone which held many missed calls and messages.

"What are you doing with that?" I asked laying my head back on his chest.

"I don't have your number." He muttered; I opened my eyes he has done this once before. I smiled feeling like this man was my Kakashi...I felt myself start to drift off as he turned on his side pulling me into his embrace, he snuggled his head against mine and I was fast asleep.

I woke up alone in my bed, I slowly sat up rubbing my face before looking around my empty room. If that had all been a dream, I swear I am getting drunk today.

I pulled myself up with a yawn moving into the living room when I smelt food. I turned my head, Kakashi was cooking, my mouth slightly opened seeing I had not had a hot steamy dream about my ex, he was actually here in my house.

"Your awake." Kakashi noticed me.

"Uh...Yeah?" I moved closer to him,

"Are you ok?" He turned hearing my confused tone, after a second a devilish smirk crossed his face. "Are you just sore?"

"I am not-" I glared moving but stopped feeling slight pain between my legs. "-fuck you." I said annoyed as he laughed.

"I'm ready to go again if you are." He taunted before pointing to the table "Sit."

"I eat there-"

"I am feeding you." Kakashi clarified setting a plate of four cheese chicken penne down, which was my favorite dish. I gravitated to it, as I sat down Kakashi hovered over me. "But I'll eat you out right now on this table-"

"Food." I cut him off as I bit into the pasta, I opened my eyes surprised by how freaking amazing it tasted. I saw the victory smile on his face as he turned to the stove, but I didn't care I inhaled half the plate. "Wait-" I muttered; he has never made this for me before. "-how did you know-?"

"I know many things." Kakashi answered not even letting me finish, I rolled my eyes.

Did he ask Carver or Raiden about me?