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In the shadows	By : shadeoftroll Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1332 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 10
- 11
- 12
Now - a new year... to think that our story became this
long... and it's still unfinished. Wowzer...

Well, on to the story.

**************** CHAPTER 11 ***************

Iruka kept staring at his boyfriend,
waiting for an explanation. He tapped his foot. His hands were planted on his
hips. His doe-eyes were narrowed.

Ibiki scratched the back of his head
nervously. �Well�I thought it would look nice.�

The chuunin growled.

And the larger man backed up.

�I mean�itoshii, it didn�t cost that
much anyway.�

The brunette huffed and turned back to
the new rug sitting in front of the fireplace. Ibiki had lied. It did cost a
good deal more than what he had expected. It was fur and plush and he didn�t
know what animal it had come from, but it must be extinct now if the price he
paid was any hint.

Sasuke stood on it, digging his toes
into the thick down. �It feels nice Okasan.�

Iruka blinked widely and smiled at the
name. He knew on some level he should feel a bit aggravated that he was referred
to as a female, but as he had told his class before: �being a girl is NOT an
insult, so stop calling each other that!�

The genin blushed and didn�t meet the
darker man�s gaze. He wanted to get used to calling the school teacher his
mother. It made him feel better. Thought Sasuke wasn�t sure he�d ever be
completely comfortable calling Ibiki his father. He�d try though. The boy
glanced up at the large jounin.

�he�d try later.

The officer was staring heatedly at his
little virgin lover, dark eyes raking over the smaller man�s form hungrily.
Sasuke blushed and looked away.

Ew. That was not something he
wanted to think about when concerning his new mother.

But then again, what
child wanted to know that their parents had sex, really? So Sasuke took the
looks from Ibiki as a sign and silently retreated back to his room. He laid down
on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

It had been two days
now. Yesterday he would rather forget, but this day� this day he would remember
with warmth in his heart. He could still blush at the thought of calling Iruka
Okasan, but it did feel very natural and he really did want a family again. He
had missed so much over the years, even before he ran away to that snake
bastard.

If he just had
opened up his eyes he could have had this much earlier. He could have a brother
in Naruto and he could have had a mother in Iruka. Yet he was so foolish and
threw it all away because of his thirst for revenge that still burned heavily
inside him. Surely his real mom and dad were twisting in their graves.

Sasuke sighed and
turned in bed so he could bury his face into the pillow. He would stand for the
spit and anger from the villagers, over time they would hopefully forget his
treason. Until then he would have to rely on Iruka and Ibiki and perhaps even
Shino and Neji to protect him. And what would the rest of his friends (did he
even had the right to call them that anymore) say when they knew that he was
back? Would they rip him to shreds? Did he still have a fan-club of screaming
girls?

The thoughts blurred
together and before Sasuke knew it he was asleep.

Ibiki growled as his
little virgin was avoiding him. Every time he tried to get close, Iruka would
evade him and find something else to do. It was getting very annoying. He wanted
a big, mind blowing, sexually arousing, wet kiss from his bitch, but the man
refused him.

The little dolphin
was first moving around in the kitchen, taking care of the dishes. And then he
was cleaning up some laundry from his bedroom and put them in the washing
machine. He proceeded with cleaning up the bathroom at the same time.

And when Ibiki
thought he had caught Iruka in the bathroom, the teacher dared to defy him once
again and practically ran into the boy�s room to tuck him in. But seeing his
boyfriend gently remove Sasuke�s trousers and shirt and then tuck him under the
covers was really touching. And Ibiki�s soul could feel the warmth flowing from
Iruka as he leaned over to kiss the boy�s forehead. Ibiki walked up to Iruka and
a bit awkwardly patted their �son�s� head.

�Ibiki, I�m sorry,�
Iruka whispered as he moved them both out of the room and closed the door
quietly behind him.

�Sorry?�

�Mm, I just� these
passed two days have been so� exhausting.�

Ibiki could deal
with that. He picked up his little lover and carried him back to the living room
and sat down in front of the fire and on the new rug. He sat so Iruka was placed
between his legs and Ibiki himself could lean back against the couch.

�Ibiki?�

�Don�t say anything,
just relax. Get some sleep,� grunted Ibiki and put his large arms around the
smaller man. �We�ll talk in the morning and remember, we�re both back on duty
next week. Let us savor these few days we have left.�

Iruka nodded and
closed his eyes and let everything go for the moment. It felt nice to have
someone else to rely on and not only on yourself. Ibiki was the perfect husband
and as Iruka fell asleep he saw himself in a virgin white dress ready to get
married to this wonderful man.

********************

Iruka awoke the next
day feeling very refreshed and rested. He realized that he was in his bed, but
he was alone. Ibiki was nowhere to be seen. He had his pjs on, which just
consisted of a large shirt, and he was not feeling sore�. �Well, duh� you fell
asleep you dork,� Inner Iruka complained. Iruka just sighed and put his legs
over the edge and stretched his arms into the air and yawned like a cat. Man, he
did feel really good.

But he stopped dead
in his tracks when he heard voices whispering. He strained his ears but couldn�t
hear what they were whispering about.

�I don�t care what you do boy, just get
out of the house.�

�I thought I was under yours and
Okasan�s watch?�

�Boy, just get out of the damn house
today. Go with the Aburame and Hyuuga. Do something. Get some sun. You�re pale.�

�I was born pale.�

Iruka opened his door to find Ibiki and
Sasuke staring back at him innocently. Well, as innocent as those two could
look.

The chuunin stared from one face to the
other with a blank expression before pushing past them with his arms crossed.
�Ibiki, get your hands from around Sasuke�s neck before I kill you.�

The officer grunted and did as told,
releasing the bluing child. The boy choked for a few seconds, glaring at the
taller man. Ibiki glared back. Sasuke scuttled around him quickly to trail after
the only person in Konoha who could put the fear of God in the scarred jounin.
He caught up to the brunette and walked in his shadow.

�Are you hungry Sasuke-kun?� the school
teacher asked as he went into the kitchen.

The teen shrugged and rubbed his throat.
�Am I still going to be trained as a ninja?�

Iruka didn�t pause from rooting around
in the refrigerator. �I could make you anything really�when did I buy that? Oh,
that went bad�.�

Sasuke leaned against the wall for a few
minutes as his question was ignored before the chuunin finally sighed and turned
around. The small man rubbed his scar in a nervous gesture and glanced to the
side.

�I don�t know Sasuke-kun,� Iruka said
honestly. �It�s up to the Hokage.�

Ibiki snorted from the kitchen entrance,
making the other two look up. �Of course he�ll be trained. Whether the Hokage
likes it or not, the boy�s blood line trait is invaluable to the village.�

The brunette hardened his gaze, �Don�t
talk about him like a tool.�

The jounin shoved his hands in his
pockets. �I�m telling you the truth. Besides, he needs the training to become an
Interrogations Officer.�

Iruka�s chakra nearly snapped out to
strangle the larger man. �He�s going to be a teacher!�

Ibiki snorted in distain. �With his
gifts he�d be better suited to be an officer. He�ll be able to get the truth out
of people.�

The chuunin narrowed his eyes. �With his
brilliance, he�d be better suited to be a teacher!�

Sasuke decided he was fine with an apple
as a quick breakfast before inching out of the kitchen back to the living room.
That was a fight he wanted no part in. He didn�t know what he was going to do
yet. Neither Teacher nor Officer under the Hokage sounded interesting though. He
supposed he�d tell them later.

After he stopped hearing Ibiki being
thrown around. Sasuke had to chuckle a bit; his mama
could be such a pissy bitch. Not that he minded as long as he wasn�t on the
receiving end of course.

He took a juicy bite
of the apple and wandered outside and into town. He just hoped that he would run
into Neji or Shino. But he didn�t meet any of the two, instead he was met by
Shizune, the Hokage�s assistant. The woman looked at him with pity in her eyes
as she heard the villagers whisper about the traitor.

�Don�t you listen to
them Uchiha-kun, they�ll come around once they realize that you�re a good boy
again,� Shizune said gently. �By the way� where�s Iruka-san and Ibiki-san?
Weren�t they supposed to be your guardians?�

Sasuke laughed
softly. �I don�t think that even the Hokage herself would want to be anywhere
close to them right now. Okasan is slapping Ibiki around.�

Shizune�s eyebrows
shot up at the boys words. Had she heard him correctly? No, she did not just
hear Sasuke calling Iruka his Okasan now did he? Not possible. She swallowed
hard.

�Uchiha-kun� your
Okasan?� She asked.

Sasuke spotted a
dango-stand and decided that he wanted some. He was glad that Ibiki had pushed a
little bit of money into his hand. And counting it he was impressed by the
amount. That had made him wonder if Ibiki had earned a lot while being an
officer of Interrogation.

At first the man
behind the desk didn�t want to serve Sasuke anything, but Shizune held up a few
poisonous needles behind Sasuke as she glared at the man.

�The boy wants dango
so serve him some dangos,� she said with a sickening sweet voice. The man
hiccupped and Sasuke got his treat. He paid for it of course.

�Thank you
Shizune-san,� he said and took a bite.

�No problem, so� who
were you talking about when you said Okasan?� she really needed confirmation.

�Iruka-sensei. He�s
my Okasan now,� Sasuke said just as naturally as he was talking about the
weather.

Shizune sweat
dropped and gave a nervous smile.

�R-really, does he
know about it?�

�Yeah, he knows it.
But he doesn�t mind�.� Sasuke stopped and looked to the skies as he ate the last
dango. �I do have trouble seeing Ibiki as Otousan though. But perhaps with
time��

Shizune tripped over
her own two feet when she heard Sasuke talk like that. He sounded� hell, this
was not good. She summoned Ton-Ton and whispered into his ears to get the Hokage
right away. The Uchiha-boy was not well. He must have been subjected to some
form of jutsu that had altered his personality. That was the only answer and she
needed the Hokage to reverse it.

Iruka was pissed.
Ibiki was raging. Iruka sat in the kitchen. Ibiki was growling in the living
room. Both were too stubborn to give up. Their stubbornness had been forged
under years of working with either kids or prisoners. They would not give in. No
way.

�GOOD MORNING MY
WONDERFUL FRIENDS!!� a voice echoed through the hall. But the charismatic
taijutsu-user was only met with silence. A very disturbing silence. He could
feel the chakra sizzling and crackling in the air and he knew that something was
wrong. Very wrong.

�Iruka-san�
Ibiki-san?� he called out as he stepped out of his sandals and entered the
hallway. What was going on?

�I�m in the
kitchen,� came Iruka�s clenched voice.

�Ahh, fair
Iruka-san, how are you this wonderful and sunny morning?�

Gai immediately wished he hadn�t decided
to come over. But with the amount of lube Ibiki had bought before, he wanted to
see the results of such youthful intentions. Iruka was clicking his tongue fast
in irritation and twirling a pair of chopsticks like daggers. The temperature
was cool outside, but it was nearly freezing in the house as wild chakra whipped
around.

Most of it was coming from the half
dressed man before him. Maybe�oh no, had Ibiki been unable to perform? Or worse,
had he�and he just wasn�t up to the chuunin�s standards?

The taijutsu master would help his
friend!

He blinked when he caught himself eyeing
Iruka�s bare legs. Why the small man saw fit to torture Ibiki with the flashes
of long and toned muscles was beyond the green clad jounin. The school teacher
scowled and went about making some tea, leaving Gai to watch him unconsciously.

The shirt rode up high to expose a
strong and curvy thigh when Iruka rose on tip toes to grab his favorite tea
kettle.

�Gai-san,� the brunette said calmly, not
looking away from his tea. �Duck.�

The boisterous jounin was lucky he had
the skills to obey an order given out so firmly. He dropped a foot down, just
barely dodging the arm swinging at him and striking the wall.

�Ow! Fuck!� Ibiki cried, holding his now
injured limb.

Gai jumped behind the safety of the calm
chuunin who just stared with his doe-eyes half-closed and arms crossed.

�Are you done?� he asked the grumbling
officer.

The scarred jounin pouted. Yes pouted.
Never before had Gai seen such a thoroughly dejected look on the man before.
Ibiki stared at his feet morosely shuffling them in distain.

�He started it,� the officer mumbled.

There was a short silence.

�Gai-san, would you mind coming back
tomorrow?� Iruka asked blandly, still staring at his sour lover.

The taijutsu master had never moved so
fast in his life, but he did catch the cross whisper from his friend that
sounded suspiciously like: �I�m telling Mistress Anko�. And Gai ran faster.

The second the door slammed closed,
Iruka was on his tall lover, nipping and biting and kissing and rubbing against
him. Ibiki blinked in surprise as he was shoved back into the living room, his
tongue nearly being sucked out of his head by the persistent chuunin�s mouth and
lips. He had no idea what Gods he had managed to please. Weren�t they just
fighting?

Was Iruka turned on by it?

�Oh please let that be so,�
the jounin thought as he groaned darkly. A second later
he felt Iruka snake a leg around his thigh and then a heel was pressed into the
back of his knee, making it buckle and he fell back on the floor. He was glad
that the fluffy rug was able to dampen his fall a bit.

Iruka hated fights,
he really did. He didn�t like being angry and while he had been sulking in the
kitchen, his alter ego had yelled at him, telling him that they just should kiss
and make up and then do the naughty tango on the floor.

And for once the
voice managed to convince Iruka that it was for the best. So once Gai had been
out the door, he had jumped his man and kissed him like there was no tomorrow
and thank the gods, Ibiki returned his feverish touches.

Ibiki felt his cock
jump at the attention his little Chuunin was giving him. Again the jounin was
quite amazed to how intense Iruka could be when he wanted it. He closed his eyes
as Iruka let the tip of his tongue trace the scars on Ibiki�s face and he was
glad that he had taken a shower this morning. Just after having breakfast with
the little stuck up brat. And now he really hoped that Sasuke would find
something very time consuming to do seeing as Iruka refused to cool down.

Iruka had thrown
things like moral and innocence out the window for the moment. He ripped Ibiki�s
shirt and trailed wet kisses down Ibiki�s broad chest. Furiously he attacked
Ibiki�s nipples, making the man underneath him hiss in pleasure. Iruka could
feel a pair of devil horns grow out of his forehead as he continued the
passionate assault on his lover.

Ibiki wondered for a
second if he should let Iruka stay in charge but then the dominant side in him
took over and he flipped them around and placed Iruka underneath his large body
instead.

�The little kitten
likes to play ehh?� he whispered hoarsely and pressed his face against Iruka�s
neck and took in that wonderful scent he had come to love so much.

�D-don�t call me
that,� Iruka growled but the threat in his voice was gone and replaced by a soft
tone. He saw Ibiki lift up his head again and grinned lecherously at him. Iruka
flushed bright red as he saw the kiss marks he had placed on Ibiki�s neck and
chest.

�Don�t chicken out
on me now Iruka, I want more of you,� Ibiki said and two seconds later he had
his little bitch naked under him. The kunai was obviously invented to shred
kinky little virgin�s clothes.

�B-but Sasuke� He
can come back any second,� Iruka whispered and shot a glance at the door, half
expecting Sasuke to be standing there.

�Don�t worry; I gave
him enough money to last the entire week at a luxury hotel. He�ll be ok,� Ibiki
admitted as he licked his way down to Iruka�s bronze colored stomach. Gods, his
uke tasted so wonderful. He lapped at Iruka�s belly button, making the man
squirm in agonizing pleasure.

Iruka�s mind was
blown away and Inner Iruka was playing cheer leader as Ibiki�s large hands
ghosted over the school teacher�s body. How could the jounin do this to him? The
small man always could keep a cool head. Inner Iruka of course denied that and
pointed out that his host usually acted on impulse if his temper was raised
above sea level.

�Iruka, I want to
taste you,� purred Ibiki as his face came closer and closer to Iruka�s twitching
cock. And before he got an answer from his blushing virgin he had put his hand
around the pulsating flesh and gave it a few gently pumps before encasing it in
his mouth.

Iruka gasped and let
out a whining sound as Ibiki began to suck on his cock. His hands suddenly
grabbed hold of the fluffy rug and his knuckles whitened under the desperate
hold. His hips bucked up on instinct and he heard a vibrating sound from his
burly jounin. A sound that made Iruka scream in pleasure as the vibrations went
straight into his stomach.

�That�s it my
little bitch, scream for me,�
Ibiki thought proudly as he lapped at the mushroom shaped head. He loved the
taste of his boyfriend. He reached into his pocket and found one of those tubes
that was called �Lube for the traveling gay-man.� He managed to squeeze some
amount into his right hand and then he made Iruka lift his hips just a bit so he
could get under and feel that warm tightness around his finger again.

The chuunin whimpered pathetically and
closed his eyes to better feel the sensation of a mouth on that.
His hips bucked on their own accord and the school teacher didn�t try to stop
them. A finger circled around his puckered entrance and he spread his thighs
further, resting his feet on Ibiki�s strong shoulder. He mewled and pushed down
over the teasing touch.

�Please,� the school teacher begged. �I
want it!�

The quick vibrations of a dark chuckle
spread into his cock and he cried out, hips trying to jerk away from the new
stimulation. The jounin held him still and dragged his thick tongue from the
base of his lover�s erection to the top, sucking on the foreskin. He couldn�t
say he had preformed this act many times before. But Ibiki had certainly had it
preformed on him.

He knew the basics�and well who cared?
Who was Iruka going to compare his lack of talent with?

The officer pulled away after a sloppy
kiss, cocking his head almost playfully as he looked up the lean body of the
smaller man.

�What is it you want?� he asked, gently
massaging one slicked finger around that tempting hole.

The school teacher blushed heavily, face
already flushed with arousal. He bit his lip and moving his hips down to show
what he wanted.

Ibiki pulled his finger away just enough
to disallow penetration. �No you don�t. Come now my pretty little bitch, tell me
what you want and I might give it to you�.�

The chuunin�s cheeks went an even darker
red. He was�expected to say it? Iruka worked his mouth, the lack of
attention now hell on his body. Well�he supposed if it got him what he wanted a
little humiliation couldn�t hurt right?

�I�I want your fingers!� the brunette
yelled quickly, clenching his eyes closed tight in embarrassment.

The officer grinned in a feral manner.
There was just something about making his little lover blush that drove him
wild. He took a few seconds to admire the darker body below him. Scars were
dotted over the skin, yes, but they were so very fine and thin, that they did
nothing more than accentuate the shaped curves.

His virgin had smooth and inviting
thighs with high hips, and the jounin instantly forgave his green-clad friend
for staring. The chuunin was beautiful. And he was Ibiki�s. The larger man
growled possessively and pressed his finger forward, sinking the digit into the
twitching hole as far as he could.

Iruka arched his spine deeply, his back
coming off the plush rug as he cried out in surprise. The jounin wasted no time
in searching out that small rough lump inside him, pushing down hard on it. The
school teacher yelped as if in pain and tried to pull his hips away from the
constant pressure.

�I-Ibiki!� he cried, his eyes rolling
back as a thick tongue began lapping at his cock again.

The poor virgin didn�t last long under
the dual stimulation and bucked his hips, shrieking high when his orgasm washed
over him, tightening his heavy sac and leaving a mess over his stomach and
thighs.

The officer let his bitch rest for a few
minutes, nuzzling the wide thighs affectionately, biting back a smile. The
smaller man screamed like a woman when he came. Ibiki would die before he told
the school teacher that though. It might result in no sex. No sex was bad. At
this point, the burly jounin was perfectly able to admit that he was whipped and
proud of it.

Maybe he should make a banner like Anko
had, proclaiming his subservient status. And he could wear it like a cape when
Iruka wasn�t looking.

�Ibiki-sama�can I do it to you now?�

Inner Ibiki thrust out an inflamed fist,
�CHA!!! THE POWER OF LOVE REWARDS THE BRAVE!�

The jounin blinked to recover, staring
up at the ceiling with a worried brunette hovering over him, doe-eyes large and
fearful.

�I�m sorry! I won�t ask again!� Iruka
said, shaking his large lover.

The scarred man had given him a look of
blank surprise before keeling over, flopping onto his back and going comatose.
The chuunin had scrambled up, immediately trying to revive his big bear.

�Ibiki! Are you alright?�

****************

Ibiki knew he had a
really goofy smile on his lips as he began to awaken from his self induced coma.
What had happened? Yes, that�s right he had blown Iruka, got the man to scream
like a woman as he came� but then what happened?

Ibiki tried hard to get his mind back on
track. He was sure it had been something very good. He
rubbed his eyes and blinked a couple of times trying to decipher where the hell
he was. He was still on the floor by the open fire. Even though the room was
warm he felt a bit chilly. Fuck, he didn�t have any clothes on. What time was
it? Sasuke-brat was probably on his way home by now. Shit.

�Don�t move
Ibiki-sama,� a purring voice came out of nowhere.

No, wait, the voice
came from between his legs.

Ibiki just gaped and
he could feel drool fall from his lips as he took in the sight between his legs.
There kneeling between his muscular thighs laid a little kitten flat on his
stomach. Iruka was nuzzling his right thigh as he looked up at Ibiki with
lustful brown eyes.

�Iruka?� he asked as
he took in the erotic sight before him. But Iruka just hushed him down again and
gently put a hand on Ibiki�s hard stomach to get him to lie on his back again.
And he did and waited for whatever his little sexy bitch had in mind.

And just then
thought that he remembered what had made him pass out earlier. Iruka wanted to
do the same thing to him.

Ibiki�s cock jutted
to the attention and that made Iruka chuckle softly and he moved closer to give
his jounin what he wanted. And he knew that his boyfriend, his man was big but
seeing in this state was like looking at an object of wonder. It was truly a
marvelous piece of flesh. Iruka blushed at his own poetic words to describe a
dick.

The Chuunin gently
ghosted his fingers around the thick shaft and kissed the tip before taking it
into his mouth. His tongue mapped the whole head finding the slit and licked
along it. This made Ibiki hiss out his name. Iruka let Ibiki�s noise guide him
to what the officer liked and liked a little less. He cupped his balls in one
hand and massaged them, getting a bear like grunt from Ibiki.

Ibiki saw white
stars and spots every time he tried to focus his eyes on the ceiling. He had
gotten blow jobs before but his little horny kitten was doing him like a pro at
the moment. Or perhaps it felt this good because Ibiki liked Iruka.

�Like� this goes
beyond likeness Ibiki,� he
thought as his hips bucked up into that warm and wonderful sucking mouth.

�Ibiki-sama do you
like what I�m doing?� purred Iruka and nuzzled the rock hard cock and looked at
the jounin with flirting bedroom eyes.

�Hell yeah!!� Ibiki
whispered with raspy voice.

�Shall I continue?�

�Triple Hell Yeah!!�

The chuunin blushed despite himself.
This was wholly new to him and he wanted to make sure he wasn�t hurting the
older man, or worse, just doing a bad job. The brunette scooted closer and
brought his shy gaze back to the length pulsing in his hands.

He had seen it before, but not like
this. This close and he truly felt bad for his taller lover. Ibiki�s cock was
just as scarred as the rest of him, maybe even more so. There was no hair after
a point above the jounin�s mid thighs, burned away and leaving gleaming marks
over the permanently reddened skin. A wicked old wound disfigured his inner leg
from knee to the groin, ending just under the heavy sac.

Iruka could also see that unlike him,
Ibiki had no foreskin covering the tip of his penis. The school teacher wondered
if this was by choice of his parents at birth�or another form of torture.

The smaller man shuddered and closed his
eyes for a moment, anger rippling through his body. If anyone�anyone ever
touched his man again, the chuunin would kill them.

�Iruka?�

The brunette glanced up, tears streaking
paths down his cheeks to see his lover sitting up about him. The school teacher
lowered his eyes apologetically.

Ibiki paused as he watched his petite
virgin lay head in the jounin�s lap. The officer tried to smile, his erection
losing some of its strength as he realized what Iruka was probably thinking.
Ibiki was�nowhere near as attractive as his younger lover. He was scarred and
broken and had been through more trials than he would ever tell.

The jounin petted his little love�s soft
hair, pulling his thick fingers through the silken tresses. He didn�t hold any
grudge against the younger man for not being able to want to put such a
beautiful mouth on him.

In all honesty he just felt lucky Iruka
allowed the jounin to touch him.

�Here, let me finish,� Ibiki said
softly. �It�s alright.�

He swept some of the brown locks away
from the school teacher�s face, smiling lightly to show it was okay. The officer
reached his other hand to grip himself around his thick base, suddenly hissing
and staring down in shock to see a gleaming set of rather sharp teeth sinking
into his fingers.

Ibiki snapped his hand back and blinked
at the growling virgin.

�Mine!� Iruka snarled possessively.

His nimble hands wrapped around the
scarred cock in a selfish passion, pulling it toward himself defiantly, glaring
hard. Not even the officer would be allowed to take what rightfully belonged to
Iruka.

The brunette didn�t waste another word
before he delved down, trying to suck the rigid organ as far into his hot cavern
as he could. It felt so odd to have something in his mouth that he wasn�t
supposed to bite down on. The weight felt weird in his over his tongue and the
taste was something he could do without, but as long as Ibiki liked it, the
chuunin didn�t care.

He slipped it too far and his throat
contracted quickly, making him push the broad erection back out as he gagged. He
glared at it, deciding to repeat what Ibiki had done to him. Iruka flicked his
tongue out, following up narrow scars to the drooling head, finding a little
bump there that he discovered he liked to suck over.

The small action caused the larger man
to jolt and fist his large hand deep into Iruka�s hair, pushing his face closer
for more contact.

�There, right there koishii,� Ibiki
grunted, having to shut his eyes. �Just suck the head. Don�t try to swallow it.�

He couldn�t deal with the dual
stimulation of that cute little pink tongue lapping at him and watching
it move over his hard arousal. It was too much and he was too close already. He
wanted this to last, but knew that he couldn�t. The officer moaned long and loud
when his tip was popped back into that deliciously sweet mouth.

Ibiki tried not to buck his hips,
groaning heatedly when the chuunin started doing something especially pleasing
with his quick tongue. His spine arched as he bent over, fingers digging into
those soft tresses and pushing the smaller man down and up, guiding the school
teacher and showing him the motions he needed.

Iruka grunted slightly as his jaw
started to ache, unused to being open so wide for so long. He bit down lightly,
scraping his teeth up the rigid length. Slowly he understood what the officer
was trying to show him and picked up the movements, bobbing his head up and
down, gripping what he couldn�t fit with his hands.

�Sh�shit�I�m close little one,� Ibiki
ground out, unable to catch his breath.

The brunette refused to be pulled away,
no matter how weakly the jounin pushed at him. The slender hands on took a
tighter hold, making the officer grunt loudly. Iruka sucked over the head again,
his tongue flicking over the source of the thick white substance that coated his
mouth. He pulled back and began licking the entire thing, as if in apology for
not being able to take it in his mouth.

�Fuck! Iruka!!!� the large man roared,
clutching the chuunin�s hair.

The school teacher jumped in surprise,
moments from taking the head back into his hot cavern before the larger man
jolted and tensed. Iruka closed his eyes and squeaked as jet after jet of semen
washed onto his face, dripping down his cheeks and over his lips. He let go of
the hard erection, wiping at his eyes and gazing up at Ibiki to see if he was
okay.

The jounin grew dizzy as he finally came
down from his high, panting raggedly and staring down to the little virgin in
his lap, face covered in the officer�s cum. And as strange as it sounded, Ibiki
felt his chest expand with pride.

�He�s a real minx
and he�s all MINE�!� he
thought as he put a thumb on Iruka�s cheek and wiped off some of the pearly
white. Iruka looked a bit mortified but who could blame him, he was, you know,
still a virgin.

�A mere
technicality,� Inner Iruka snorted but his grin was more than sated for the
moment.

�Are you ok, Iruka?�
Ibiki asked softly as he continued to wipe off his own cum from the chuunin�s
face. The teacher still looked a bit dazed and it made the jounin worry a bit.

Iruka blinked a
couple of times before blushing so even the remaining drops of Ibiki�s shower
turned pink. He nodded and looked down.

�Yeah� uhm� so� it
felt good?� he whispered.

�Good? Iruka-chan,
you took me to paradise and beyond.�

Iruka smiled shyly
and dared to look at his scarred lover. He had made his man feel good and that
was giving him a feeling of� of� heck, he couldn�t even find a word to describe
how good it felt inside his heart at the moment.

�Come, why don�t we
take a shower and clean up before our little brat decides to come back home,�
Ibiki said and leaned forward to kiss that darling red nose.

�Our little brat�.?�

�Remind me to use
sex to make you forget�� Ibiki laughed and rose to his feet, pulling his Iruka
with him as he did so.

Iruka sweat-dropped
and felt cold when he realized that Ibiki was talking about Sasuke. �Oh,
Gods, he could�ve walked in any second. And� ohhh..!!� Poor Iruka was
totally humiliated by the fact that he had totally forgotten about the boy.

�Don�t worry, I�m
sure he�s having a marvelous time with his friends,� Ibiki assured Iruka. Not
that he was very convinced himself, but he knew that the boy could handle
himself and if flanked by White Eyes and Bug-Boy, yes, Sasuke would probably be
okay.

************

�Okay� was probably
not a word Sasuke would describe his situation at the moment. He was more
horrified then anything else.

Because at the
moment he was staring right into the Hokage�s generous cleavage as she tried to
figure out what was wrong with the boy. She had been called by Ton-Ton to
immediately assist Shizune in taking care of Sasuke. And when Tsunade arrived at
the scene Shizune was yodeling about Sasuke being a victim for personality
changing jutsu. They took him back to the Hokage-tower and now he was sitting in
her office.

�There is
nothing wrong with me,� Sasuke growled as he almost got squeezed by tits
from hell. �All I did was calling Iruka-sensei my Okasan and everyone goes
crazy.�

�It was not only
that, you said it� so, so warmly!!� Shizune shrieked.

�So?�

Tsunade�s eye brow
began to twitch. This boy was just so� difficult. Although she understood her
assistants concern because it really seemed as if the boy had changed his
personality and over night at that. But he was still a stuck up brat.

�I can�t detect any
form of jutsu on him except for the curse-mark. But I do agree with Shizune-san,
you�ve changed boy.� Tsunade stepped back much to Sasuke�s relief.

�Everyone can
change, Hokage-sama,� Sasuke stated.

�Yes they can, but
over night? I don�t think so. What brought this change on?�

�Perhaps the feeling
of belonging in a family again,� Sasuke said quietly as he looked up into her
honey eyes. �To be part of one again.�

That answer made
Tsunade keep her mouth shut and Shizune too. They just looked at the young
Uchiha and they both realized that he was barely just fifteen years old. He had
seen his family slaughtered by his older brother. He had lived a life in a cold
darkness and now he had found warmth and light again.

�May I leave,
Hokage-sama?� asked Sasuke.

She nodded, unable
to voice her permission.

Sasuke rose to his
feet and bowed before leaving her office. He glanced at a watch in the hallway
and wondered if it was ok for him to go back home. Had they kicked each others
butt and made up or were they still making up?

Only one way to find
out, he headed home.

A little while later and he was standing
in the hallway, covering his eyes as Iruka yelped and ducked his naked self into
his own bedroom.

Okay, so maybe the boy should have taken
the long way back. It was bad enough that he had run into Sakura�s little fists
of fury halfway home. The pink haired girl had beaten him up and down the
marketplace while other non-shinobi scrambled for cover.

Sasuke had began to wonder when he was
going to be reunited with his former teammates and no one was more surprised
than Kakashi when Sasuke was hurled through a wall and landed on him. The dark
eyed boy winced and clutched his shoulder in place. He wasn�t sure if it was
dislocated. He couldn�t really feel anything below the neck.

Ibiki stood in the hallway, blushing
lightly as he fingered the very small towel wrapped around his waist.

�So,� the scarred man said. �What
happened to you?�

�Sakura,� was the short reply.

The officer nodded understandingly and
an uncomfortable silence stretched on.

�There�s some ice in the freezer,� the
jounin said. Which really translated to: �Go away so I can molest your mother
and you look like hell.�

Sasuke grunted. �Yeah, okay.� Which of
course was code for: �Stop molesting my mother. It�s gross. And shut up, I know
what I look like, you don�t look much better.�

Ibiki rolled his shoulders to pop a kink
in his back. �Want me to look at that shoulder?� �Don�t tell me what to do
brat.�

�Thank you.� �Don�t call me brat,
asshole.�

�It�s not a problem.� �I can crush your
head with my pinky.�

�Well�thanks anyway.� �I�d like to see
you try.�

�Do you want me to do it now?� �I�ll
kick your ass you little punk.�

�You can get dressed first if you want.�
�Your mom.�

�Right.� �Your mom.�

�Okay.� �You just insulted
Iruka-sensei.�

�I�ll be right out then.� ��sleep with
one pink eye open.�

Iruka stepped out, fully dressed to find
two of the three men in his life glaring angrily at each other. He had listened
to their conversation and thought they had been getting along just fine! What
had happened in the short amount of time it had taken him to open the door?!

�Ibiki,� the chuunin said warningly. �If
your hands don�t stop inching toward Sasuke�s throat�� I�ll never have sex with
you.�

The large man widened his eyes and
nodded stiffly. �Of course dear. Boy, why don�t you let Iruka fix you up.�

Sasuke smirked as he was hugged to his
adoptive mother�s side. And it was now Sasuke knew that he would have a formidable weapon at his
disposal. Pleading to Iruka�s mother-instincts would always get him cover. And
of course a little TLC too.

Ibiki left the for
the bedroom. He would probably be in the way when Iruka patched up� �Our son�
this is going to be hard,� he thought as he dragged his hands over his bald
head to end up scratching the scars on his neck.

Actually even though
their silent conversation had been a very rude one, Ibiki could feel that it was
no real bad emotions behind it. It was more like a friendly father-son
bickering. His lips twitched a bit as he walked into the bedroom and picked out
a clean shirt from the closet. He had brought some more clothes over the passed
weeks and it wouldn�t take much more to put his possession here too since he
owned very little.

As Ibiki pondered
over moving in with his little virgin, Sasuke was patched up in the kitchen.
Iruka looked worriedly at his wounds and bruises. He shook his head and made a
mental note to lecture Sakura on how to use that monstrous strength of hers. And
he would throw a couple of words to Hokage-sama too, that woman should know how
to teach her students that with great powers came great responsibility.

And Sakura should
know not to use that power on one of her friends. He was glad that nothing was
broken or dislocated. He used a simple healing jutsu to fix up the worst bruises
but not all. The boy had probably done something to deserve a beating.

�Like defecting to
Orochimaru?� asked Sasuke through his teeth.

�Huh? W-what?� Iruka
was shocked, was the boy a mind reader?

�You were talking
out loud. You said that I probably had done something to deserve a beating and I
said: Like defecting to Orochimaru,� Sasuke clarified.

Iruka blushed and
grinned. A grin that made Sasuke think of Naruto. When was the idiot going to
come home?

�Ne, Okasan, when is
Naruto coming home?� he asked and tried to act casual about it.

Iruka stopped
grinning and put away the band aid kit. He was still a bit confused over
Sasuke�s idea of calling him mother, but it seemed as if made the boy feel
better so he would have to get used to it.

�I�m not sure
Sasuke-chan, but I got a letter from him just before you turned up, you want to
read it?�

Sasuke nodded. It
would be nice to read something from the dobe. His writing skills were probably
just as bad as his language. It could be fun.

Iruka got the letter
and gave it to Sasuke. The boy took it and walked into the living room and sat
down on the couch to read it in peace.

Iruka frowned. The
boy missed his best friend, that much was for certain, and truth to say � so did
Iruka. But there was also a little nagging black thought of Sasuke wanting
Naruto to return so he could kill him in order to get the Mangekyo Sharingan.
�No, no, no!! I refuse to believe that!!� he silently screamed to himself.

�Iruka, itoshii?
What�s wrong?� a concerned voice appeared behind him and Iruka spun around and
saw Ibiki stand there. He had found a black shirt that went very good with his
dark blue pants. Where he had found such things was a mystery to the chuunin.

�Ohh, nothing I was
just slapping my self around a bit,� Iruka said nervously but he knew that Ibiki
wouldn�t give until he told him what was bothering him so he just sighed and
whispered quietly what he just had thought.

Ibiki hated it when
Iruka was feeling guilty or down. It was the most depressing thing ever and he
just wanted the teacher to feel good again so he took him into his arms and gave
the smaller man a big bear hug, whispering comforting nonsense to him.

Which turned into some small kisses.

That turned into quick gropes.

That turned into heavy fondling.

Which turned into Ibiki getting slapped
across the face.

Sasuke smirked from his place on the
couch and finished reading the short letter. Mostly it told about new attacks
and what Jiraiya had been hitting on lately. The black eyed boy had to admit
that it made him sort of jealous. The team 7 genin had all been taken under the
wing of a Sannin, students of some of the greatest nins to exist.

And now he was the only one without a
master.

He hated it.

It was a feeling of being left behind,
being too weak, and being undeserving. Sasuke wondered for a fleeting instant if
this is what Naruto and Sakura must have felt like before. He growled to himself
and balled his fists.

They didn�t understand. He had to kill
Itachi. It didn�t matter what made him stronger or how he got power. He was an
avenger and nothing else. Orochimaru had taught the boy things, terrible things,
and he had done worse to Sasuke�s body.

The teen shivered quickly and stared
into the dark fire place. He had a home now, but it wouldn�t calm his rage. His
new mother could dull the pain by just being near, but Sasuke doubted he�d ever
really be through with it. And now he would never get strong enough to beat his
elder brother.

He sighed again and set the letter down
on the coffee table, looking up when Iruka walked into the living room, blushing
bright pink.

The chuunin sat down close to the boy,
using him as a shield against Ibiki�s octopus-like hands. Really that man needed
to learn some restraint. While the brunette obviously liked everything the
larger man had done so far, doing things like that in front of a child was
unacceptable.

The school teacher paused, one glance of
the boy showing him something was wrong. Iruka knew Sasuke probably wouldn�t
share it, but� The chuunin smiled softly and pressed a kiss to the teen�s
forehead.

�Don�t think so much,� Iruka said
gently, brushing strands of dark hair from a pale face. �I can talk to
Kakashi-san if you want. And make him take you back to teach you.�

Sasuke dropped his gaze down to his
hands, nodding softly and wondering if Kakashi could teach him anything that
would help defeat his brother.

�I don�t want you talking to Kakashi,�
Ibiki ground out from the hallway, glaring mutinously at his little virgin.

Iruka cooed like he would to a baby,
�Aw, you�re so cute when you think your opinion matters!�

The jounin growled and narrowed his
eyes.

�If the boy wants to
learn � I�ll be the one teaching him,� Ibiki�s dark eyes glowed dangerously. No
son of his would be taught by that Cyclops!

Sasuke looked at
Ibiki. What could Ibiki teach him? Would he gain enough power to defeat his
weasel brother? The truth was that Kakashi knew over a thousand jutsus. Could
Ibiki really top that?

�Kakashi has the
sharingan as well, he could teach the boy about it.� Iruka didn�t waver a bit as
he said this.

�And the man is a
sleazy perv. You want our boy to be taught by the likes of him?� Ibiki shot back
daring Iruka to confront him in this matter.

Sasuke looked back
and forth as the men glared at each other and he sighed but in secret he smiled.
The two were just like him and Naruto, well minus the groping and kissing parts.
But their bickering and arguing reminded him how he and Naruto used to be like.
He zoned out and looked into the empty fire place instead.

�Oh Ibiki, just shut
up!� snorted Iruka.

Bad thing to say.
Iruka soon realized that when he felt Ibiki�s chakra build up around him. All
alarm clocks went off inside Iruka and he made a foolish tempt to calm the
angered bear down.

�Why don�t we let
Sasuke decide?�

Ibiki stopped
building up chakra and he turned to look at Sasuke. But it looked as if the boy
were lost in his thoughts. And what really caught his attention was the display
of emotions flaring inside the boy�s black eyes. Even the redness of the
sharingan would flash through and it made Ibiki very concerned.

�Sasuke?� Iruka
placed hand on the boy�s shoulder making the teen jump in return.

�Son, what�s the
problem?� Ibiki asked.

And Sasuke responded
like he usually did, he just shrugged and told them that it was nothing.
Actually he didn�t want them to worry about him.

But tough luck
because neither Iruka nor Ibiki bought it.

�Sasuke-chan, you
can tell us what�s bothering you,� Iruka said gently.

�I said it was
nothing,� Sasuke withheld his stand.

�And I say you�re
lying through your teeth boy,� Ibiki said.

Sasuke growled. He
was stubborn but that damn interrogator was even worse. He would never stand
against him. He wondered if Naruto could stand against the jounin.

�I�m not lying, I
just� I just don�t want to talk about it.�

�You�re thinking
about your brother aren�t you?� Ibiki asked and saw the boy flinch a bit.
�Bingo, right on the nail��

Sasuke clenched his
fists.

�You want to get
stronger and beat his sorry ass for killing your family?� Ibiki pressed on.

Sasuke closed his
eyes, trying to block out the images Ibiki�s words created.

�Fry him to kingdom
come perhaps?�

�Shut up,� hissed
Sasuke.

�No, not until you
tell us what makes you so zoned out that you don�t even notice when there�s a
full fueled argument going on around you,� Ibiki said and crossed his arms and
looked sternly at the boy.

�Fine,� growled
Sasuke and told them about his depressing thoughts. Even if Iruka put an arm
around him, hugging him close he could still feel the hatred burn inside his
stomach. Would it ever go away?

There was a silence
and Sasuke let his new mother hug him. He wanted nothing more than to wipe
Itachi�s ass off the planet.

And then�

�What can you teach
me?� Sasuke grunted eventually.

T B C

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