Complicated things | By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kakashi waits until the door closes behind Ibiki’s back, before turning around, hiding his face in his pillow and muttering some words, gibberish really. He crawls out of the bed, sighs and gets dressed.
This is nothing, really. It is just, humor? What else can it be. Just Ibiki’s humor.
Kakashi shakes his head and makes his way towards the kitchen. Iruka and Ibiki are already seated at the table. Ibiki drinks coffee and Iruka tea, from the looks of it. “I wanted to make some food,” Iruka says. He coughs and nods behind him. “But there was none. You could have told me that you needed to do groceries. I would have brought some from my place.”
“We can always head towards your place,” Ibiki suggests. “To get something to eat.”
“You can leave,” Kakashi says. He shrugs and moves to fix himself a cup of tea. “I mean, you stayed the night, I am not injured and I am well rested.” He watches the steam rise from his cup.
“So, you are well rested?” Ibiki asks. There is a playing undertone in his voice. “Rested enough for some activities?” he asks.
Kakashi glances over his shoulder. The interrogator is smirking, looking pretty pleased with himself. Like he knows something that Kakashi doesn’t. Something suspiciously.
“Are you?” Kakashi asks back. He takes the mug in his hand and turns around.
Ibiki stares at him. Long. Hard and in silence. “I am,” he says. He narrows his eyes. “I am well rested. I have enough energy for some activities.” He rises to his feet, towering above Kakashi. “Do you have a suggestion for an activity?” He leans in.
Kakashi has to look up as to not break the gaze between them. Excitement rushes through his body, as Ibiki forces him backwards. He hits the sink with his back and briefly glances at it.
“I am a bit tired,” Ibiki says. He places a hand on Kakashi’s chin.
“If you are, then you are not well rested enough,” Kakashi replies.
Iruka laughs.
“Shut up,” Ibiki says. It sounds like a snarl. “I am tired about us dancing around each other.”
Kakashi closes his eyes. “I am standing still.” And he is. Completely still. Not moving an inch. Not even breathing. For the man in front of him is close and overwhelming. Big, strong, warm and so, so fitting at the moment.
Ibiki groans and releases his grip. “Right, just right.” He clears his throat and turns around. “He has no injuries, he is well rested. I am headed out.” And with that, the man is gone. Through the door, away from the apartment.
Kakashi stares at the free space in his kitchen. He blinks a few times, trying, forcing his brain to catch up with all of the past events.
“Do you understand?” Iruka asks. He sips from his tea.
“I don’t.” Kakashi shakes his head.
Iruka chuckles and takes another sip. “Give it some time. From both sides.” He smiles, empties the last bit of tea from his cup and places it down. “I am heading out as well.” He keeps smiling, even while he walks away, out of the kitchen.
Kakashi is left to his own. In an empty apartment, which was far from empty just mere minutes ago.
They were there. They slept in his bed, drank from his cups and they were so close.
He sits down at his table and pull his mask down, pondering about how he slept into Ibiki’s embrace. As he sips of his own tea, he wonders what he should have done. Something was amiss, and he is the Copy nin, thus he should know what was amiss. Did Ibiki feel the tension? No, Kakashi must’ve talked in his sleep!
Kakashi widens his eyes. If he did talk in his sleep, then all of his secrets must be no more secrets. As in, Ibiki knows. And mocks him? No, he said something about, dancing? What kind of dancing? They were not dancing. Holding each other, yes. And Ibiki fixed his arm. And checked him on injuries. But dancing?
Kakashi groans and drops his face to the surface of his table. Could it be that Ibiki knows all, because, let’s face it, he is the Head of Interrogation and secrets are nothing to him. And that he not only knows, but he wants Kakashi to admit it, because he wants to laugh at him?
A small part inside Kakashi’s chest wants something else to be true. It’s the same part that longs for him to wake up daily next to those two men. The same part that wishes for soft caresses, nights spend together with the three of them, on the same couch, listening to each other. He wants Ibiki to know it all. And, also, he wants for Ibiki to want the same.
And, very selfish, he also wants that Iruka knows all, because, let’s face it, he probably already does for he is an excellent teacher, but that the teacher also wants it.
Long story short: He wants them both to know his desires. And he wants them to have the same desires.
Kakashi groans again and shakes his head. He can want that all he wants, but that will never be true. Ibiki is the Head of Interrogation. Iruka is a teacher. And a desk jock. Both are honorable men. And probably not gay. And even if they were, why would they fall for him?
He leans his head onto his hands and sighs. The day started great, but somehow he wishes it was time for bed again.
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