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Keeper
By : djserani
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They stepped into the bar and gave their eyes a moment to adjust to the dim interior. It was fairly empty that night, which wasn't much of a surprise. Missions had picked up lately and a lot of the teams were out.

They, themselves, had just returned earlier that day and needed to unwind. Naruto and Sakura had disappeared together somewhere else. Sai waved as they stepped into the bar and headed over to harass Ino. Kakashi and Yamato chuckled, then threaded through the tables to take up a couple of stools toward the end of the bar.

Aio brought over their normal sake. "How'd you manage to be home tonight?"

"We just got back. Damn glad, too. It's getting too cold out there to camp." Kakashi said, upending his bottle.

Yamato sniffled to illustrate. "I hope we can stay home for a bit. We've been out constantly for the last three months."

"Good luck with that," Aio said and chuckled. He waved at them and moved down the bar to the other end.

Kakashi glanced up to see Iruka sitting alone, hunched over a glass full of amber liquid. "That doesn't look good. Is Izumo gone?"

Yamato shook his head. "No, I saw him on the gate." He hesitated. "I heard something outside the mission office earlier."

"Oh?" The older man raised an eyebrow.

Yamato hesitated. "It could be rumor, but that," he said, motioning toward Iruka, "seems to corroborate it."

"What is it?" Kakashi asked, his eyes on the teacher.

"He walked in on Izumo with someone."

Kakashi winced. "Ouch."

"It gets worse." Yamato said, draining his bottle. "Izumo was with a woman. One of the new chunin girls."

The one visible eye widened. "No."

"Yeah. The rumor goes that when Iruka confronted him, Izumo told him that being with Iruka was just a phase, tried to shrug it off, that it didn't really mean anything."

"That bastard." The copy nin frowned toward the other end of the bar where Iruka took another drink.

"Yeah, you can say that again." Yamato shook his head. "I know he can be a little hot-headed at times, but Iruka didn't deserve that. He's a damn good shinobi and a better-than-decent man. Not to mention h-h-hot." He watched as Iruka drained his glass and Yamato waved Aio over. "Another round for us and send one down to Iruka."

Aio nodded and went to fill their drinks.

Kakashi finished his own drink, then glanced sideways at Yamato. "It's the scar. Something about it makes you want to do, well, all sorts of things." He grinned, then paused. "This might seem a little opportunistic, but we've been waiting for a long time now. Want to see if we can cheer him up?" He raised an eyebrow and Yamato couldn't mistake the meaning. The younger man's lips split into a grin, and Kakashi answered with a bigger one of his own. "Right," Kakashi said, "come on."

Yamato picked up his bottle and the two of them moved down to the other end, taking up posts on either side of Iruka. "Hello, Iruka-sensei."

Iruka looked up at Yamato, then over at Kakashi with an eyebrow raised. "Yamato-san, Kakashi-san. How are you?"

"Cold. We just got back. How about you?" Kakashi asked, finishing his bottle.

Iruka didn't answer at first. He drained his glass, looking thoughtful. "I've had better days. I'm�not very good company right now."

Yamato frowned. "We can see that. Care to tell us why?"

Iruka shook his head. "Not really.

"I think we know." Kakashi said, quietly. "And for what it's worth, we think he was way out of line."

Iruka dropped his head on his arms to hide the blush that stained his cheeks. "Fuck. Does everyone know? Should I take out a fucking ad?" He sighed, then sat up again and rubbed his face. "I'm sorry, you didn't deserve that." He shook his head and took a deep breath. "I'm still a little� well, I just�" he paused as Aio brought the drinks. "I didn't order this."

Aio just waved at Kakashi and Yamato and headed back down the bar. Iruka glanced from one to the other. "Um, thanks." He took a long drink.

"The way I see it," Yamato said after sipping at his own, "is that, and I know this sounds like a platitude, but I think it's his loss, though right now it doesn't feel like it. He's a bastard and you didn't deserve it."

"Exactly." Kakashi added, then turned to look at the teacher again. He grinned. "I think you should take it out on his mission reports."

Despite himself, Iruka smiled. "I was already thinking about it. He's going to wish he hadn't crossed me." He glanced at Kakashi. "I have control of the gate roster for the next two months, too."

Yamato chuckled. "Oh-ho, he will regret it." He paused to look up when the front door opened. Sure enough, who should walk in then but Izumo himself. Yamato tapped Kakashi's shoulder from behind Iruka, tossing his head in the direction of the newcomer.

Kakashi's visible eye widened and he turned back to Iruka. "Want to get to him even more?"

"Hmm?" Iruka asked, his mind having wandered back to all the many and varied ways he could torture his ex-lover.

Kakashi bent slightly toward Iruka. "Come home with us." Kakashi said in his ear, making sure his breath teased it just a little bit.

Iruka's blush came back with a vengeance. He blinked and glanced up at the silver-haired man. "E�excuse me?"

Yamato nodded and leaned closer. "Entirely aside from the ways we could help you to forget about him," Yamato said, now that they had his full attention, "it would make him crazy." He nodded toward the booth Izumo had settled into.

Iruka glanced that way, then back at his drink. He cleared his throat. "Forget about him?"

"Yup." Kakashi said. "Because Yamato and I would both like�very much�to help you forget about him."

Iruka swallowed, blushing around his scar. "You�would?" He was finding it very difficult, all of a sudden, to think clearly. Or breathe.

"Yes, we would." Yamato said, his eyes meeting Kakashi's. He put a hand on the teacher's back and Kakashi put his on one shoulder.

Iruka stared into his glass, at a complete loss. Kakashi and Yamato had been partners for a very long time. As far as Iruka knew, they'd been together for years. It was well known that they were almost completely monogamous and had only twice ever been seen with someone else. They rarely played, despite the general ninja penchant for not getting attached. If you were chosen by those two, it was talked about. For months.

He had no idea why they'd chosen him. The only thing he could come up with was pity and it pissed him off. He cleared his throat and, despite the arousal that had already started to work its way through him, despite how good mindless sex sounded in that moment, he said, "I appreciate it, but I don't want a pity fuck."

"Pity?" Kakashi asked, looking offended and Yamato tsked.

"I know you follow the rumor mill, Iruka. You hear every one that comes through the mission office." Yamato said with a sigh.

"And they all come through the mission office," Kakashi added.

"When, dear teacher, was the last time we gave anyone a pity fuck?" Yamato asked with raised eyebrows.

Iruka had to admit they had a point. He finished his drink and set the glass back on the bar before answering. "You haven't."

"Precisely." Kakashi said, grinning under his mask.

Iruka sighed. "Your timing is a little suspect, though."

"You don't leave yourself open to being approached much." Yamato finished his own drink. "You're a popular guy, Iruka."

The color came back again. "Not really. But for some reason people seem to think I'm easy." He shook his head and glanced at the other two. "I'm not, you know. This isn't a game to me."

Both men nodded. "I think we knew that about you." Kakashi said, quietly. "But you also know that we're not players, either. We like you and we're attracted to you." Kakashi glanced again at Yamato.

"A lot, on both accounts." Yamato said, his face turning serious.

When Iruka still hesitated, Kakashi said, "how about this. Why not just leave with us? If you really don't want to go home with us, we'll respect that, though we'll both be disappointed. But that, at least, will give the bastard over there something to think about." Kakashi drained his bottle and set it on the bar.

Iruka looked from one to the other carefully. "Well, then. Why are we still here?"

When the door closed behind them, Kakashi and Yamato dropped the hands they'd had on Iruka's back. He turned to them and couldn't help the grin that spread over his face. "He watched every move." They turned together and the three of them started walking, Iruka between the other two.

Kakashi laughed. "Yeah, we saw that."

"The look on his face was priceless," Yamato added. "I thought he was going to bust a vein in his temple."

Iruka laughed and shook his head. "I may not even have to shuffle the gate roster after that one." He sighed and they walked in silence for a few minutes.

When they'd gone a few blocks, the copy nin paused and turned to Iruka. He shoved his hands into his pockets and his eye crinkled. "So� do we get rejected?"

Iruka raised an eyebrow, glancing at Yamato before answering. "You make it sound like I'm some sort of prize."

Yamato snorted and tried to cover it with a cough. Iruka blinked at him then looked back at Kakashi. "I'm not sure I'd have phrased it that way. " He said, and to Iruka's surprise, blushed and scratched at the back of his head.

"Well, hell." The teacher swallowed, shaking his head. "No, you're not going to 'get rejected,' as you put it."

"Okay, then." Kakashi said and turned to continue walking.

They didn't say anything for a while and Iruka started to get nervous. He had a fleeting thought that he should have had another drink before doing something like this. He really didn't play around.

He had no idea how the rumor got started that he was a slut. He simply didn't date much in the beginning. He'd been a little surprised the first time he'd found himself seriously attracted to a man. It had annoyed him to no end that it had been Kakashi, too. He'd shoved it off, concentrated on teaching and tried to ignore it. Especially since the copy nin had already been seeing Yamato.

Or, at least, so the rumors said. They hadn't actually openly admitted their relationship until about a year ago. And in the same way that Kakashi couldn't do anything normally, he'd announced it by kissing Yamato right in the middle of the bar. And that had dashed Iruka's second major attraction. Yamato.

No, Iruka just didn't date that much at all and didn't spend a lot of time in the bar. So, he wasn't seen all that often in general and maybe they thought he picked people up at one of the civilian bars instead or something. He just didn't know. The best he could figure was that his reputation as a slut came around when he had rejected a mission report one too many times for the wrong person. Either way, they were wrong.

He didn't know why these two thought he wasn't approachable. He had been seeing Raido for a good long while. But there'd been nearly six months between the split with Raido and when he started dating Izumo. The thought of that man just pissed him off and he didn't want to be angry.

He wanted to take the opportunity they'd given him. He was about to go to bed with two of the most attractive men in the village. He didn't want to screw it up or ruin it by thinking about The Bastard, as he'd come to call him in his mind.

That helped calm him a bit, at least until they approached the small house that Kakashi and Yamato shared. When they stepped up onto the porch and Kakashi unlocked the door, the butterflies came back and Iruka took a deep breath. That didn't help much, so he swallowed hard and tried to shove it away.

When coats and vests had been shed, shoes kicked off and scarves hung, they turned to the living room. "Why don't we open that bottle?" Kakashi asked and Yamato headed into the kitchen. The copy nin held out a hand and Iruka moved into the main part of the room.

He glanced around, but in his current state, he didn't register much more than very nice wooden furniture, which made sense, and a number of wooden sculptures. One of them caught his eye and despite his nervousness, he stepped up to it and stared. "That's beautiful."

"Thank you." Kakashi said from behind him. "That was the gift that finally got us together. Yamato made it for me."

"It's so detailed." He reached up, but snatched his hand back before touching it. "It's like you can see the leaves falling. He's a very talented artist."

Kakashi smiled. "I think so."

They heard a throat clear and they both turned around. Iruka started to blush, but it faded when he saw the red face on Yamato. "Um, thanks," he said, nodding toward the statue.

The teacher smiled. "It's really good." He shook his head. "I could never do anything like that." He chuckled. "Not an artistic bone in my body."

"No, your talents lie elsewhere," Kakashi said in his ear. Iruka glanced up at him and the proximity of the man caused heat to flare in him. He felt his face flush more. The mouth under the mask twisted. "I meant your teaching."

"Oh. Right." Iruka closed his eyes, trying desperately to get a hold of himself. He took another deep breath and when he opened it, Yamato had a bottle of sake held out at him. He took it gratefully and drank. "Thank you."

Yamato smiled. "You're welcome."

Kakashi accepted his and sat on one end of the couch. "Have a seat. I don't bite." He said, grinning. Iruka somehow doubted that, but took the offered seat anyway.

Yamato settled in on the other side of him and they drank in silence for a moment. It stretched, almost to the point of discomfort, when Iruka sensed something pass between the other two men. Glancing up, a pair of intent brown eyes were on him. "Will you take your hair down?" Yamato asked quietly.

Here it was and Iruka couldn't help but feel the desire start to pool at the look in those eyes. He pulled his headband off and then tugged at the hair tie, letting his long brown hair fall around his shoulders. He felt Kakashi lean toward him and a few seconds later, the man's mouth was on his neck. "Even softer than I thought it would be," he murmured. Than he thought it would be? Did he think about my hair? Iruka couldn't quite reconcile that, so he mentally shook it away.

He felt a mouth on the other side and his eyes closed as their lips worked over his neck. Yamato brushed the hair back and his mouth moved further down. "It smells better than we thought, too." That couldn't be mistaken. They'd not only thought about him - and his hair, but they'd talked about it between them, too.

When Yamato's lips found the super sensitive spot behind his ear, he lost all ability in that moment to think. Both mouths were tasting, sucking and nibbling on him. They played with his hair, which made him crazy. He didn't even realize how much he was moaning, but they did. They paid close attention to every sound Iruka made, every sharp intake of breath, every shudder.

He didn't notice when their hands were against his bare chest. He only realized it when they pulled his shirt up off of him. It was nuts the way they were driving him insane just from these tiny kisses and small touches.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. He lifted a hand and turned toward Kakashi. That's when he realized the mask was down. Too lost in what was going on to register that the was looking at the man's full face, their eyes met and he leaned in. He threaded his fingers through the silver hair, then their mouths touched and he moaned at the contact. He felt Yamato's lips move down over his shoulders as Kakashi's tongue slid into his mouth. Their kiss deepened and any tiny threads of coherent thought he had left completely disappeared.

When they broke apart and Kakashi pulled back, he smiled and Iruka couldn't stop the stare. "You're gorgeous." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he blushed bright red.

The smile widened a little, but there was no mocking look to it, no tease. He leaned in instead, kissed Iruka again and the embarrassment faded quickly. The younger man's eyes closed as the copy nin's lips moved over his. In that moment, Iruka couldn't remember a single kiss he'd ever had before that one.

When they pulled back this time, Yamato reached up and turned Iruka's face to him and took his turn. He spread his fingers through the short brown hair and where the kiss with Kakashi was soft, this was more demanding. Yamato's tongue slid along Iruka's, and they warred for dominance. They broke apart and Iruka took his turn to kiss and taste. He pulled at the collar of Yamato's shirt so he could get to the skin and nibbled his way along the column of throat.

Yamato sucked in a breath when he reached the juncture of his neck and shoulder and Iruka filed the bit of information away. Frustrated with the shirt, he tugged on it and a second later, it disappeared. He took a moment to take in the smooth muscled chest, then bent and started kissing it again. Yamato sucked in a breath, his eyes closing and his arms came around Iruka.

Kakashi went back to running his lips over the smooth skin on the teacher's back. He ran his hand through the long brown hair again, savoring the softness of it, then dragged them over his back. Iruka was as fit as the rest of the shinobi, but he apparently hid it well under his uniform. His back was as muscular and well-toned as Yamato's was and even the scar in the middle didn't detract from it. Especially knowing as he did where it came from. Kakashi allowed himself to drool just a little bit.

Iruka shifted on the couch, turning more fully toward Yamato, running his hands down over the chest. Their lips met again and the older man leaned forward, pushing Iruka back against Kakashi. When the teacher felt the bare skin against his back, he glanced over to see that the copy nin's shirt was gone, too. He never noticed it disappear.

Kakashi pulled him back against him, wrapping the younger man's arms up around his neck. "Yamato has a very talented mouth. Let him show you," he whispered and Iruka moaned softly when that mouth started to kiss a path along his chest.

Iruka loved having his nipples played with, to Yamato's delight. He spent a long time tormenting them, teasing them and generally arousing him. Kakashi held his arms in place, nipping and sucking on his neck and Iruka knew he'd have marks there. He couldn't seem to muster the will to care.

But as Yamato started to move further down Iruka's body, the other man got irritated with the couch. He got up and held his hand out toward the teacher. Kakashi let go of his arms and Iruka stood up. With one of them on each side of him, they led him into the bedroom and moved up against him.

Somewhere along the line, his pants were unbuttoned, though he didn't notice it happening. It wasn't until Yamato lowered the zipper and they fell open that he realized it. Yamato grinned and looked up at Kakashi. "I win that one."

Iruka blinked and raised an eyebrow. "Briefs," was all Kakashi said and Iruka shook his head. They'd discussed his underwear choice. He was really beginning to wonder about these two. He forgot it quickly, however, when his pants and underwear were lowered and pooled on the floor at his feet. A moment later, Yamato's tongue was licking the beads of pre-cum off of his cock and this time the moan that came from his throat was loud.

"Ohh, he makes noise, too." Kakashi said delightedly and bit a little harder at the tanned neck.

Iruka barely registered that. He was so hard, his cock straining and Yamato was teasing it further, running his tongue along it, then nipping at it gently. He wanted to put his hands through the short russet hair, but Kakashi was still holding them prisoner. "Oh God, Yamato�" He couldn't stop the thrust toward him with his hips.

But this just earned him tighter imprisonment. Kakashi wrapped his other arm down over Iruka's chest and held him close to him. "It's worth it, I promise," he murmured in the tanned ear, kissing his way along it.

With the new closeness to the copy nin, Iruka felt the heavy arousal against his back which only made things worse. He desperately wanted to touch and taste them, but they were ruthless, relentless and Iruka lost all track of lips and hands. The only thing he could focus on was the mouth on his cock, the hands holding him still, the lips on his ear and neck.

And then they let go of him briefly. It took him a second to realize he was no longer held down and he nearly attacked Yamato when he did. Their lips crashed together and his hands went straight to the other man's pants, nearly ripping them open in his urgency. There was a moan from somewhere when he took Yamato in his hand.

He heard his name from behind him and he reached back to find Kakashi close and naked. He wrapped his hand around the older man's cock and started stroking it as he was doing to Yamato. When he pulled back from the kiss they stared at each other a moment. "I want to taste you, too."

Iruka dropped to his knees in front of the other two men and couldn't resist the need to take him into his mouth. Yamato was already rock hard, and as Iruka worked his mouth over the length, he was encouraged by the sounds that drifted down to him. He glanced up and cupped the balls with his hand and was rewarded with a sharp hiss.

A moment later, though, Yamato touch his face. "Please, I don't want to come yet." Iruka pulled back and turned to Kakashi. Their eyes met briefly, then he moved his mouth down over the other man's cock. The mismatched eyes closed on a groan.

"Damn, he's good." Kakashi moaned and put his hand on Iruka's head as he started sucking. He sucked, teased and tormented him, but in only a couple of minutes, Kakashi pulled back. "Don't� please� I�" Iruka let go and sat back.

Kakashi pulled him to his feet and stepped back to the bed that the teacher hadn't paid attention to yet. It was huge, beautifully crafted of wood, of course, and would easily accommodate all three of them. Kakashi lay back and Iruka moved onto it next to him. Yamato was behind him then, and he felt the hand brush over his ass. He closed his eyes, hoping against hope that meant one of them would take him. He was damned near desperate by now.

Kakashi pulled him into his arms and their lips met once more. The kiss deepened and fingers that he thought belonged to Yamato spread his cheeks a little and teased the tight muscle there. He moaned against the copy nin's lips and felt an answering smile in response. A few seconds later, a finger eased into him. "God yes. More." He moved back against the finger as it explored him.

He nearly came just from that, he was so worked up. He didn't see the other two men exchange glances, but a moment later, the finger left him, the bed shifted and he buried his face in the bed, whimpering. Then Kakashi was behind him and he felt himself start to stretch as the slick cock eased into him. He moaned loudly. "I can't�I won't� GOD I'm not going to last�," Iruka warned.

Kakashi started pumping into him and he bent over his back, arms wrapped around him, holding him close. His head fell back against the copy nin's shoulder. There were lips on his cheek and he turned his head. Then Yamato was in front of him and he shifted his attention to the other man.

Their lips met as Kakashi's thrusts started to come faster. "Iruka�" the moan floated to him and Kakashi wrapped his hand around him, stroking him as he pumped. "Oh God, I'm coming� IRUKA!" he shouted and a few seconds later, it hit Iruka, too. Kakashi's name was another shout in the otherwise quiet bedroom as he emptied himself, his orgasm incredibly intense.

But they weren't quite done with him. He looked up to see Yamato with the small bottle and then he was kissing Iruka. He pulled him down to him and to Iruka's surprise, they rolled. "May I?" He asked, quietly and the younger man nodded.

He lifted spread his legs and Yamato got into position, easing himself into Iruka. The other man's eyes closed on a moan. "You feel so damned good," he said and started moving. Iruka watched the pleasure build on Yamato's face and couldn't help feeling pleased at giving the man that kind of pleasure. He wrapped his legs around him, pulling him even closer. Then Kakashi leaned in and kissed him again and, to his completely surprise, wrapped his hand around Iruka's cock once more.

And even more shocking was that he responded. It hardened again quickly and Kakashi worked it over as Yamato thrust into him. Their mouths battled, lips nibbled and he nearly shouted when his orgasm hit him again. He'd never come twice in a row like that before. A moment later, he and Kakashi broke apart and his mouth was captured by Yamato, the moan felt rather than heard as he poured himself into Iruka.

He lay there, completely stunned by what had just happened. Yamato collapsed onto him and he wrapped his arms and legs around him and kissed the top of the other man's head. Kakashi put an arm around Yamato and was still kissing the teacher gently. His heart was pounding, he couldn't breathe and he'd never felt so good in his life.

Yamato eased out of him and rolled to the other side of Iruka. The two men curled around him, Kakashi spooning him and Yamato resting his head against the youngest's chest. Their legs tangled together, arms wrapped tightly around each other and they all lay quietly.

When Iruka woke the next morning, he was confused. He was in a strange place and he was hot. He didn't wake up in strange places much since he'd started teaching. Rather he spent most of his time at home in his own bed, waking to his own ceiling. The one above him was not his.

Which reminded him that he was hot. He usually kept the temperature turned down, especially at night, to save on energy. So why was he so hot?

Then he felt movement next to him and the night before came back to him with blinding clarity. He'd been fucked within an inch of his life by the two people he'd lusted after and been a little in love with for years. He had to have been dreaming.

He didn't want to turn his head and look at the bed next to him. Because then he'd find out that instead of Kakashi and Yamato in bed with him, he'd done something stupid like forgiven The Bastard and was laying next to him instead. No, he'd rather maintain the dream. If he closed his eyes, maybe he could go back to the shower they'd all taken together after the first bout of sex. Or the second shower they'd taken before they came to bed for the night. It was a very pleasant dream.

Then a face buried itself in his hair. "It smells better when you use your own shampoo." Yamato's voice said.

Well, that was a strange thing for his dream to conjure. But then again, it was a dream and dreams were usually strange.

"Feels softer, too." Kakashi's voice added.

Okay. Well, that fits with the current run. Either he was still dreaming or he'd gone crazy. He pondered that for a moment and decided that either way, he was fine with it. If that's where he went when he finally lost his mind, he could happily stay there the rest of his life.

Except then he felt the hands move up his body. And that felt awfully real. Well, dreams could feel real. But none of the dreams he'd ever had of those two felt quite that real. He swallowed. That was one point in the 'crazy' column.

One of those hands wrapped around his morning erection and started stroking it. His eyes closed and he moaned. This was even worse. At the rate it was going, if he was dreaming, it would be a wet one. He hadn't had one of those in years. Well, that's another point for crazy.

"I think he's avoiding looking at us." Yamato's voice said.

"Maybe he regrets it?" Kakashi's voice asked, sounding honestly disappointed.

Okay, that couldn't be a dream. There's no way he'd dream something like that. The hand became a little more insistent and his eyes squeezed shut a little tighter. Involuntarily, his own hands reached out for purchase and encountered two warm male bodies.

Okay. Not The Bastard. He would never have considered bringing a third person in. Very realistic - too realistic. Not a dream.

"Have I finally gone crazy?" He asked himself out loud.

"Well, that's one I've never heard before on the morning after." Kakashi's voice commented.

"Me, either, but then again, neither of us have had a lot of morning afters, either. Very few, in fact." Yamato's voice replied.

"Very true. Even so, that one's a bit odd." This was the copy nin's voice again.

Unable to stand it any longer, he looked to his left. There, of course, was Kakashi, laying on his side, his head propped on one hand, the other under the blankets. "If I've gone crazy, my subconscious is very accurate."

He turned to the other side to see Yamato in a similar position. Except his other arm was toying with Iruka's hair. So the hand on his cock belonged to Kakashi, who chose that moment to speed his hand up a little. He closed his eyes briefly, lost to the feel of the hand on him a moan escaping him. He managed, just barely, to speak. "If I'm not crazy, then�"

"Then we had sex last night." Kakashi said, amusement in his voice.

"A lot of it." Yamato said and Iruka could hear the grin.

"Together. And two showers." Kakashi said. "We made a big mess."

Iruka, despite the attention being paid to his sex, wanted to slide under the covers. If he recalled correctly, the only one who made an outward mess much last night was him. The rest had mostly been left inside him. His face turned the color of a very ripe strawberry.

He felt two sets of lips on his cheeks. "No need to be embarrassed." Kakashi said.

"It certainly made us feel good. To know we could do that for you. Over�" Yamato said.

"And over�" Kakashi added.

"And over." Yamato finished.

"Okay, that's almost creepy." Iruka said, then his lips twitched. He glanced again at each of them. "Well, you definitely succeeded."

"Oh?" This from Kakashi.

Iruka nodded. "I didn't think of The Bastard until this morning. When I was afraid I'd fucked up, gotten drunk and forgiven him."

"Nope. And I really hope you don't." Yamato added.

"Not likely," Iruka snorted.

"That's good. Because if you did, then we wouldn't get to keep you." Kakashi said in his ear.

"Keep� me?" The color drained from Iruka's face.

Yamato nodded, his face serious. "Yes. We're not done with you yet."

"Not by a long shot." Kakashi added.

"Oh dear," Iruka said and he did slide under the covers, then.

Kakashi and Yamato looked at each other and grinned. "Definitely a keeper," Kakashi said and they dove under the covers after him.
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