Need You Now | By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3671 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"I've got to fill out a report and turn it in. I'm already late with it as it is." Yamato said as they left Hokage tower.
"I'll wait for you. But you couldn't pay me to go into the mission office right now. They're still sending me evil looks from when you were gone. The only one not interested in skewering me in there is Iruka. Make sure you flirt with him for me." Kakashi said, grinning.
Yamato blinked at him. "Flirt?"
"Like I said, I'm not going in. And if you haven't seen the way he's blushed around us for the last few days, then you need to get your eyes checked." The copy nin pointed at a bench. "I'll be over there. Say hi for me."
"Okay." Yamato stared at him as he walked off and shook his head. He stepped through the door and grabbed the forms and pen he needed. He hated doing the reports for the ANBU missions because he had to be so damned careful what he put on there. They still had be filed, just very well censored. He sent up a prayer of thanks that it would be his last one.
He went through it carefully, making sure he filled most of it out properly. He'd noticed Iruka on the desk when he came in and they'd waved to each other. He couldn't help but feel someone watching him and he wondered at it. He glanced up casually once, pretending to check the clock on the wall and saw Iruka look away quickly. Forcing his own blush back, he went back to the report and concentrated harder.
This wasn't the first time he'd noticed the younger man watch him. For that matter, before he and Kakashi had gotten together, he'd been trying to work up the nerve to ask the teacher out. Then he'd gotten the inspiration to make the gift for Kakashi and things had taken a different turn.
He forced his attention back to the report in front of him and, satisfied it was as good as it was going to get in his current mental state, he tossed the pen aside and stood up. Someone was with Iruka, so he feigned interest in the bulletin board for a moment instead of going to Genma or Izumo until Iruka's visitor left. He stepped up to the desk and handed the report to the younger man. "Hi," he said, trying to force his voice to be steady.
"Hello, Yamato-san." Iruka smiled and Yamato noticed the light blush around the other man's scar and he tried not to stare. God, even that made him a little crazy. Iruka took the form and looked it over. "Well, this looks…" he paused. "Oh, you missed something here."
"Oh?" He leaned over the desk to look at what Iruka was pointing at and noticed that the other man leaned forward, too, even though he really didn't need to. He caught a whiff of the teacher's shampoo. It smelled of a kind of citrus and he closed his eyes briefly, wondering what he looked like with that long hair down.
"Yamato-san?" Iruka's voice brought his attention back.
He blushed. "Sorry. Um, right. Sorry, I forgot to initial."
"Right. And this part here needs to be filled out." He pointed, then picked up a pen and handed it to him.
Yamato reached out to take it and when their hands connected, he felt something go through him. They stopped dead and stared at each other a moment, their faces only a few centimeters apart. Both men blushed horribly and Yamato simply forgot how to breathe. He hadn't felt like this since the early days with Kakashi. He blinked and it was only the sound of a throat clearing - the sound of his partner's throat clearing, that brought him back. He glanced over to see the amused look in Kakashi's eye. "Problem with your report?"
"Yeah, I apparently missed a couple of things." Yamato muttered, mortified. Kakashi may have told him to flirt, but Yamato didn't believe for one minute that he really intended for him to.
"Hello, Iruka-san." Kakashi said, and Yamato couldn't mistake the grin under his mask. He was enjoying their discomfort.
"Um, Kakashi-san. It's, erm, nice to see you." Iruka was looking everywhere but at Kakashi.
"It's nice to see you." Kakashi responded, the smile still in his voice.
Yamato concentrated on filling in the parts he'd missed on his form, then handed it back to Iruka. "Sorry for the problems with it."
"That's okay." Iruka said, looking it over. "Okay, well, um, it's fine now. Thank you, Yamato-san. Are you healed now?"
Yamato swallowed. He was going to kill Kakashi for planting the flirting seed in his head. "Yes, thank you. Well, I'll, um, see you."
"Yeah, bye." Iruka said and Yamato hurried out of the office, leaving Kakashi to follow as he would. He took a seat at the bench the other man said he'd be waiting on, laid his head back and closed his eyes.
Iruka watched the two men leave, wishing he could just transport away from there for the moment. Or, at least, have the floor swallow him up, but he still had work to do. He glanced to the side to see Izumo watching him. Thankfully, Genma seemed involved with another ninja turning in their report. "Um, I'm going to go file this. I'll be back," he said and made his escape.
He paused outside the room and leaned against the wall a moment, closing his eyes. That had been… well, he couldn't figure out what exactly to call it. He just knew that he hadn't been affected by someone like that in a very long time. He thought it over and realized that the last time he had felt like that, at least that badly, was probably the first time he'd really noticed Kakashi. The copy nin had put a hand on his shoulder in comfort and it had gone through Iruka completely.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. That touch had practically shocked him. His heart was still pounding, he was still having trouble simply breathing, his cock was rock hard. All over the simple touch, for God's sake.
He looked down at the papers in his hands and stared for a moment at the handwriting. Yamato's handwriting. He banged his head against the wall once, then stood up and continued his trip down the hall. He needed to get a hold of himself. He needed to get laid and get his mind off of them. Those two were partners, living together, and he had no business getting messed up over them. Either of them.
It had been too long since he'd had sex, and maybe that was just the problem. He and Raido had been drifting apart for quite a while before their split two weeks ago. It didn't matter, he wasn't seeing anyone and he wasn't about to go pick someone up in a bar. He sighed. He'd just have to… take a lot of cold showers. Or something.
"Why did you come in?" Yamato asked when Kakashi sat down.
"You were taking a while," Kakashi said and Yamato opened his eyes and looked over at him. "So, how long have you been attracted to him?"
Yamato sighed. "Since before we got together. I'd been trying to work up the nerve to ask him out when I got the idea for your statue. It was a last-ditch effort. If you didn't like it or… respond to it, I was going to figure out a way to ask him out."
Kakashi chuckled. "He first caught my eye nearly ten years ago. He'd been having trouble teaching Naruto. " When Yamato looked over at him, he frowned. "His parents were killed in the Kyuubi attack all those years ago."
"Oh." Yamato said, frowning.
"Yeah. Anyway, he was having a lot of trouble with it, so I talked to him a little bit. It was the first time Iruka didn't seem like just a brat to me." He paused. "I'd put my hand on his shoulder in comfort and it… messed with me."
"Yeah." Yamato balled his hand into a fist, then relaxed it. It still felt a little weird.
Kakashi shook his head. "The next day, Naruto had taken off into the hills. There'd been a group of nin from another village causing problems there the day before and the rumors were that they were still hanging out, looking for something. When Iruka found out, he'd taken off right away to go after him." Kakashi shook his head. "It's not that he couldn't handle one or two, even. But protecting Naruto, and dealing with them - and it turned out to be three…that would have been tough for me. Well, anyway, when I heard, I went after him. He'd been doing pretty well, too, but he was getting close to chakra exhaustion." He sighed. "We took care of them, but I couldn't help but respect how much he'd gone out of his way for this kid - someone who had no real connection to him except that they were both orphans. And the container for the beast that killed his parents, to boot."
"Wow. I had no idea." Yamato glanced over at Kakashi.
"Yeah. After that, I didn't see much of him except around the village here and there. At the mission desk or the ramen stand, that sort of thing. He'd always been attractive to me, but I was too busy ignoring that side of my life. " He chuckled. "Then I got his prized student assigned to me and it went downhill from there. He nearly chewed me up and spit me out in front of the chunnin exam committee when I entered them for the exams." He frowned. "I was a little harsh on him, then. I didn't quite understand the teacher-student bond yet."
"You couldn't have known." Yamato shrugged. "He doesn't seem to hold a grudge."
"Yeah, another of his interesting traits. Right up there with his loyalty, his love for Konoha, a very nice ass and a very sexy body." He paused and glanced over at the other man, who was staring at him. "So, you like him, huh?" Kakashi asked.
Yamato blushed. "I'm not supposed to. I love you."
"Doesn't keep you from liking someone. Especially someone you were already attracted to." Kakashi said.
Yamato frowned and turned to him. "I don't know that I'd have been nearly as calm if our roles had been reversed."
"Does it bother you right now to hear that I like him?" Kakashi asked.
Yamato shook his head. "No. Still messes with me that I do."
"Well, first off, I did tell you to flirt." Kakashi smiled, "The real question is, who would you have been more upset over? Who would you have been more possessive of? Me…or him?" Yamato blinked at him. "Before you answer, think it through carefully."
Yamato looked back at the ground in front of him, watching the breeze blow the dust and leaves around between his feet. "You."
"And that's what matters." Kakashi said, taking his hand. "Let's go home."
Yamato groaned as they walked in the door. He collapsed onto the couch, closing his eyes. "Ugh, I'm still not one hundred percent. That took a lot out of me."
"The walk, the discussion with the ANBU commander or flirting with Iruka?" Kakashi asked in amusement.
Yamato glared at him. "Ha. ha." He wasn't going to admit to Kakashi it was probably more the flirting than either of the other two. He sighed. "Well, at least we'll go out together," he said, thinking of their upcoming mission.
"That's something, though it'll bring its own challenges." Kakashi said, sitting next to him.
"Oh?" Yamato turned his head and looked over his lover. "Why?"
"We'll have to be careful we don't get distracted by each other." At Yamato's raised eyebrow, Kakashi sighed. "I mean, that I don't spend too much time worrying about you instead of paying attention."
"Oh. Yeah, I can see that." He glanced over, "I can take care of myself, you know."
The visible silver eyebrow went up and Yamato sighed. "That was unusual and you know it."
"I know, I'm sorry." He paused to look the younger man over. "You need rest. Let's go to bed."
"I thought you said I needed rest."
Kakashi rolled his eye. "To sleep. You're more of a hentai than I am."
Yamato snorted. "As if." But when he dragged himself to his feet and followed Kakashi into the bedroom, he found himself staring at the butt in front of him. He shook his head. Maybe Kakashi was right.
Iruka didn't visit that night or the next and Yamato had a feeling they wouldn't see him again unless they went out of their way to invite him. He wasn't sure if he was relieved or disappointed by that thought and he pushed the thoughts aside. He and Kakashi had enough to worry getting him back to health again.
In fact, no one came around, which was just fine with Yamato. They spent a couple of quiet nights doing little more than reading or watching old movies so that when he got up the following morning, he finally felt normal.
They were standing in Sakura's office as she looked him over. "Well, you're cleared for duty." She frowned, then poked him in the stomach. "You scared us."
Yamato rolled his eyes. "Kakashi already told me that."
Then she surprised him and hugged him. "You need to be more careful. We care about what happens to you."
Yamato blushed and belatedly hugged her back. "Well, um, I will." He glanced at Kakashi, who just shrugged.
She stepped back and Kakashi sighed. "We're to report to Tsunade's office in a couple of hours. We're being sent out and we'll be gone for a while. Do you know where Naruto and Sai are?"
Sakura blushed and nodded. The two men glanced at each other again over the blush, but said nothing. "Yeah, I'll let them know."
"Okay. Well, we'll see you then." Kakashi said, at a loss.
On their way home, Yamato shook his head. "What's up with her?"
"I have no idea, unless it's something with Naruto. She didn't laugh at Sai's penis joke on my moving day."
"I noticed that." Yamato frowned. "I wonder if she's changed her mind about him?"
"Who?"
"Naruto." Yamato sighed, then shrugged. "I don't know. I was never good at the whole relationship thing, anyway."
Kakashi squeezed his hand. "Seems like you're doing okay now."
Yamato blushed and looked over at the other man, but didn't respond.
When they got in the door, Kakashi turned to Yamato. "You know, you're cleared now and we have a little bit of time…"
Yamato's lips spread into a grin. "Yes, we do." He took a step forward and their lips crashed together.
They made it to the bedroom, just barely, stripping each other on their way there. But when Kakashi ran his hands over Yamato's bare back, he paused and moved behind him to look. There were a number of new scars, but two of them were huge. They were very ugly, marring the skin and the remembered fear came back to him briefly. One of them ran from his left shoulder all the way to his right hip and the other started right above his tailbone, stretched up his back almost into the first, and curved to end below his left arm. He ran his fingers over them very lightly and Yamato hissed out a breath. "I'm sorry," Kakashi said, pulling his hands back.
"It's okay. They're just sensitive." He glanced over his shoulder. "Are they bad?"
Kakashi just frowned at them. "They're long and very bright, but the only thing that bothers me about them is the reminder of how close I came to losing you." He closed his eyes a moment to force his emotions back in check and dropped a very light kiss over one.
Yamato turned around and wrapped his arms around the other man. "I made it. I'm home now and I'm not going out like that again."
Kakashi sighed. "I know." His eyes met brown ones. "I'm sorry."
"Don't. Let's just… put it behind us." So saying, he leaned in and kissed him again.
This kiss exploded and the eight days of enforced celibacy was suddenly too much for them. In no time at all, they were on the bed, stroking, nibbling and touching. Yamato left new marks on Kakashi's chest and the copy nin couldn't resist putting a few of his own on the younger man's neck.
Yamato wanted to taste, take their time a little, but it had been too long. Before he knew it, he was on his back, Kakashi over him. He felt the fingers go into him and he let out a moan. "Fuck that. Now, dammit, I want you now."
"Patience. You need to be able to walk." Kakashi, said, but was damned near desperate, himself. He worked his fingers in the other man another moment before giving in.
He forced himself to slow down enough to coat his cock thoroughly. He didn't need to hurt Yamato so that he couldn't walk. "You feel so good," he groaned, his eyes closed, as he eased into the tight passage. "Fuck, it's been too long. I'm not going to last."
He took the other man's cock in his hand and started stroking him, needing to see the brown eyes close and that face twist in pleasure before he let himself come. He shifted, sitting back more so he could hit the right spot, and was rewarded when his lover moaned much louder. "There, oh god, there..." Yamato braced his hands against the headboard, moving against Kakashi's thrusts. The copy nin's hand went a little faster, his tenuous control in place by only a tiny thread.
"Come. Please, Yamato, come." He moaned. He'd been reduced to reciting the damned ninja rules in his head in an attempt to hold on. Thankfully, his lover responded to the words and came hard, the sounds he made loud enough to be heard across the village, spraying them with his cum, covering both of them with it.
When Yamato's muscles constricted around him, milking his cock, Kakashi's control snapped and he surged into him, his own orgasm intensely strong, filling his lover with his seed. Yamato's name came from his lips and was just as loud as the other man's shout and then he collapsed.
As their pounding hearts began to slow, Yamato cleared his throat. "I am never going eight days again if I can help it."
Kakashi chuckled. "I don't think I'd last, either." He eased out of the other man and rolled, landing on his back next to him, staring at the ceiling. "Holy God, that was intense." He took Yamato's hand and held it, kissing it gently before rolling onto his side.
They stared at each other a moment. There was so much in the mismatched eyes looking at him, but Yamato couldn't decipher it. He wanted to say something, try, in some way, to tell Kakashi the mess of things going through his mind, how much he really meant to him, how much it meant that he understood him as well as he did, but he couldn't quite find the words. He lifted his other hand and brushed his fingertips down along the other man's cheek trying to show him, in some small way, through touch what he couldn't articulate.
Kakashi leaned over, their lips met and it was soft this time. Yamato's fingers wove through the silver hair holding him there as he poured what he could into the kiss. When they broke apart, their eyes met again and they stayed that way for a long time, both still unable to find the right things to say.
Finally, Kakashi pulled back. "I really don't want to, but we have to get ready."
Yamato nodded and sighed. "Yeah." He closed his eyes briefly. "At least we can go together."
"That's something, anyway." Kakashi said as he stood. "Come on, or we'll be late."
"We'll be late, anyway." Yamato said with a snicker.
Kakashi just chuckled. "Right."
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