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Bond words	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1655 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It has bin a couple of years, again. As I was cleaning out my drive, I found a couple of stories. SOme of them completed, some of them not.
I am going through some tough times at the moment. But writings like this make me feel beter and so I decided to post these.
I hope you enjoy.
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Ibiki stares at his hand. Even with his gloves on, he knows there is a scar present. His whole body is scarred. Everywhere. On his head, on his chest, on his legs. There is not a limb that is unharmed. His body is mutilated. He sighs and looks up.

His body may be scarred, but it is not tainted by those bond words. He smirks. Other Shinobi wear a name on their wrist, arm, chest. Some even wear it on their neck. He shakes his head and lowers his hand. Bond words only appear when you touch your soul mate. Skin on skin. He is lucky. Even with all his hand on hand work with interrogation prisoners, he never had any name appear. Which is a good thing. After all, he is not made for relationships.

He snorts and glances up again.
The Mission Room is filling up. Several Shinobi are coming back from their missions. Like Anko. Ibiki narrows his eyes at her. The woman looks different. Even more perky. Ibiki frowns and straightens his back. She smiles and walks towards him, biting her lip. Ibiki frowns and folds his arms over each other. She advances towards him, takes a deep breath and lifts her arm. Slowly.
Ibiki blinks and looks down.
It stands there in black letters against her skin.
He looks up again. She bites her lips and nods. “We touched.” She takes a deep breath. “We touched and my arm tingled and his chest twitched and the names appeared.” She looks over her shoulder towards the one whose name is on her arm. Gai. Eternal rival of Hatake Kakashi. He smiles brightly. The light is reflected from his teeth and Ibiki inwardly winces.
Ibiki and Anko were the last ones from the Interrogation team to have unmarred skin. Well, skin with no name on it. Now he is the last of the Interrogation unit.
Ibiki presses his lips into a thin line and nods. “Congratulations,” he whispers. She hears is and smiles. “Thanks.” She pushes against his shoulder. “I know you are not into this thing. I know that you don’t believe that there is one for you.”
Ibiki shrugs and lifts his head up. “I do hope you can concentrate on your work.” He smiles a little, nods at Gai and turns around. “Remember that you have to work the day after tomorrow. Don’t come to work all exhausted.” He smirks and glances over his shoulders.
Her cheeks are red and she is stealing glances at Gai. The man in green is blushing as well. Looks like she is going to be busy tonight.
Ibiki shakes his head and turns back, just in time to see a large stack of papers heading out towards him. He holds his step and sighs. Another paper nin. He snorts and shakes his head. Something orange flashes by and the papers fly over Ibiki’s head. His hands tingle. Somebody touched his skin. Just the ending of his glove. On both of his hands. Both of them tingle. Underneath his gloves. He grits his teeth and blinks.
Two men are lying over his lap. One paper nin, a male with long hair and a scar over his nose. And another man. One who shouldn’t be lying over him. The lazy Hatake Kakashi. The genius.
Ibiki clears his throat and gives them both a push.
The paper nin groans, blinks and moves his head in shock. “I’m sorry, I didn’t watch where I was going.” He scrambles to his feet, bites his lip and shakes his head. “My hips…” He frowns and shakes his shoulders. “They… tingle.” He shakes his head again and he sighs. “My apologies, again.”
Hatake Kakashi chuckles. “Maah, Iruka-sensei, don’t sweat it. I’m not made of porcelain.” He shakes his head, rubs over his hair and places a hand on Ibiki’s chest, pushing himself up. He blinks and turns his face to look behind him. “And I am guessing that Morino-sama here is tough enough as well.” He stretches his back and holds one of his hands in front of Ibiki. “Let me help you up, Morino-sama.” He grabs a hold of Ibiki’s hand and hoist him up.
Ibiki grunts and pulls his hand free as soon as he is on his feet again. He nods towards Kakashi and rolls his shoulders.
Kakashi blinks, tilts his head to one side and frowns. It is only visible on a quarter of his face, but to Ibiki is it’s visible. He brings one hand to his neck and rubs. “Well, I’m off. See you.” He is gone within the blink of an eye.
Ibiki shakes his head at his depart.
“Are you alright?” Iruka asks.
Ibiki grunts at that question. He rolls his shoulders, nods and walks towards the door. There is no time to wait.
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Ibiki stares at his hands. They still tingle. Underneath his gloves. On the back, both of them. He grits his teeth, narrows his eyes and takes the gloves of. One by one. Perhaps something is wrong with them, after both the paper nin and the Copy cat walked into him. He snorts. They are Shinobi of Konoha, they should know better. He rolls his eyes and throws the gloves onto his desk, brining his hands towards his eyes.
He blinks.
He widens his eyes.
He swallows, blinks and stares at his hands again.
This.
Can’t.
Be.
He closes his eyes and covers them with his hands.
For years he thought he didn’t have one. A soul mate. It can’t be right. There are two names on his skin. One on each hand.
He lowers his hands and stares at them. They are still there.
Umino Iruka, it states on his left.
Hatake Kakashi, it says on his right.
He frowns. It can’t be right. It can’t be true. It must be a mistake. Those two men must be soul mates. To each other. There is no way he can be involved in this.
He takes a deep breath and reaches out towards his gloves again. He… he could just ignore it. He nods to himself and sighs. Yes, ignore it. That is all. Nothing more. Nobody is going to ask him to remove his gloves. Nobody will believe it when Iruka or Kakashi have two names on their bodies. They are made for each other. Just not with him around.
The tingle is still present. In both hands. And, there is something twirling in his stomach. He snorts and grits his teeth. Ignore it. He is not made for relationships.
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