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German Roulette	By : YamanashiOchinashiIminashi Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1185 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 11
It was so hard to sleep or work. It was hard to even think because Iruka's mind was filled with only visions of Kakashi kneeling at his feet in the ballroom, Kakashi pressed against his back on the balcony, Kakashi helping him to get out of the car… Then Kakashi smirking, Kakashi's fierce glare, angry Kakashi and embarrassed Kakashi. Or Kakashi blushing, Kakashi smiling, Kakashi teasing him. When Iruka was alone it was mostly Kakashi's smell, Kakashi's warmth, Kakashi's broad shoulders and his hands… Kakashi looking at him… If he was bold his imagination would provide Kakashi touching him… kissing… He didn't dare to think about more but…
When Iruka was 16 he was in a boarding school. He had a friend back then. He's name was Mizuki. He was good looking. He had silver hair, like Kakashi, but longer, and dangerous aura around him. He was very attractive but a bit girlish. At first he didn't like Iruka. He was jealous that teachers always praised him and other boys liked him so much. But it changed. Their fights turned into something else but no less physical. It felt good even if it was just touching, just helping each other o get off. The school ended and they haven't seen each other for years but when they did meet Mizuki was all over Iruka showing him what to do. Iruka complied. Mizuki was even prettier than before and Iruka had no problem with fucking him. But now…. When he thought about Kakashi he wondered how would it feel to… to have Kakashi doing it to him… When he did it to Mizuki the other man was in pain but seemed to like it… Then again, Mizuki was fucked up… and Kakashi would NEVER do anything like that anyway.
"Iruka! How was it?"
Iruka had no idea what Shikamaru meant. His mind was in a gutter right now.
"How was what?"
"The party. Did you talk o Stauffenberg?" Iruka had never seen Shika so excited. He really felt bad that he had to disappoint him.
"No."
"Why?"
"Because… General Hatake was there."
"Well… but… he wasn't with you the whole time…"
"Yes he was. And he didn't let me stay there or talk to anyone, SPECIALLY Claus. He said I'll get into some trouble if I don't stay away from him. He called Klaus and Fromm traitors."
Shikamaru's eyes were boring holes in him.
"Really? And what? He wanted to protect you? That's ridiculous."
"It looked like he meant no harm."
"… do you trust him?"
"I didn't say that, Shika!"
"Tell me what's going on between the two of you."
"WHAT?"
"Just tell me. I need to know. This is too serious Iruka. I won't let you to fuck it up."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Asuma told me… About the party and about Hatake and you being…"
"Being WHAT?"
"I don't know… weird… He said that… fuck… He… shit… Don't pretend you don't see it!"
"See what, Shika? Are you two crazy?"
"That's what I meant to ask you, Iruka. He had your picture in his office. And now the party…"
"He had my picture to throw darts at it! And he dragged me out of the party using my 'weakened state' as a reason to leave! What do you want me to see?"
Shikamaru sighed. It was hopeless. Iruka was in denial and it seemed too troublesome to convince him that Hatake's behavior really was weird. Asuma would never comment on that if he wasn't absolutely sure something was wrong. He hated rumors and never made assumptions. And he knew Hatake very well. If Asuma joked that Hatake was jealous when Iruka talked to Admiral's daughter then Hatake must have acted really scandalous.
"Fine, Iruka… Do you want to go to grab something to eat?"
Iruka blushed and looked down.
"Sorry, Shika, I already have plans."
"That blush says a lot! Who is she?" Shikamru grinned like a maniac, but Iruka scoffed.
"It's not a date!"
Shikamaru burst out laughing.
"That was great. Who is she?"
"It's General Hatake, not a girl!"
Shikamaru's laugh died on his lips instantly. That was worse than he had thought…
Kakashi was early. Either the World started to move left around or he had lost his mind completely because he was rarely on time and NEVER early. And he managed that even with all the priming he did in the bathroom. Yes he did lost his mind in that dark street where he dropped Iruka off the night before. It must have been laying somewhere in the dirty puddle because he was still unable to think and his hands were sweating. Maybe he was sick? He waited in front of the restaurant wondering if the other man was EVER going to show up because it was exactly one o'clock! He was beginning to think that he had been stood up.
"Good morning, General! You're not late?" That didn't just sound like a question. It was.
"No, but you are!"
Iruka checked his watch.
"Indeed… Three minutes. I'm sorry General, but I was sure you wouldn't be here yet anyway…"
"You told me not to be late."
"And since when you do what ask you to? I was actually expecting you do just the opposite to get on my nerves."
The smile gracing Iruka's face was confusing. Did he enjoy Kakashi's teasing? That would be weird. But then again, Kakashi wasn't one to point fingers at weird behaviors. His was already beyond weird with not being late and wanting to see someone so badly that he couldn't sleep.
"Well, since you're FINALLY here, shall we?"
Kakashi put his arm up offering it to Iruka, like he was a girl.
"This isn't funny!"
The other man blushed and glared daggers at the General while passing him on his way to the restaurant. Kakashi would have blushed too at his own stupid mistake, but Iruka's embarrassment was just to endearing. Kakashi licked his lips and follow Iruka. He felt like he was being dragged on some invisible leash.
He couldn't tell if the food was good. He didn't even know what he had ordered. He couldn't think about food with this man so close. They talked. Kakashi did his best to answer all the questions and sound not too retarded but it was hard when he could practically feel his brain melting under Iruka's gaze. His face was just so perfect, his nose so straight, his lips so… pretty.
They talked about war and a bit of politics but quickly changed the subject to more pleasant things. Iruka talked about his love for opera and Kakashi tried to contribute to the conversation as much he could. It was awkward so Kakashi decided he needed something to help him relax. He was right. After the first drink it was already easier for both of them to talk, to meet each other's eyes, to smile… With the second drink the sidelong looks started and became more heated with every passing minute.
Somewhere under the long maroon tablecloth Iruka's knee brushed Kakashi's. They both jumped slightly and blushed. Iruka apologized and moved his leg back, but Kakashi's shin moved forward along his and their legs stayed connected.
"It's alright. It's a small table. There's not enough space for two man."
Then there was a long silence where they both tried to calm down and enjoy the closeness of the other man. Iruka knew he plays a dangerous game. This was what Shikamaru was warning him about. This was that thing he definitely shouldn't be doing. It was a suicide. One more drink could betray his true intentions and would be the end of him. The general would be furious if he realized that he had another man lusting over him. Little did he know Kakashi was struggling with all the same thoughts, but the General was more optimistic. He didn't have that much fears and worries. He was going to use the situation to the max taking advantage of Iruka's sweet obliviousness.
Hatake's knee was pressing into his and moved slightly creating a friction that spread heat through Iruka's whole body. This was crazy. It was too dangerous. The General wasn't even conscious of his own actions, or what they did to poor Iruka. He needed to stop this. He moved his leg trying to avoid the arousing contact but fell from the frying pan into the fire. Suddenly Kakashi changed his own position and then both of his legs were suddenly between Iruka's spreading his thighs apart. Was it normal? Could that still be an accident?
"Sorry Colonel, you don't mind do you?"
Of course it was an accident. Kakashi's legs were really long and the other man just couldn't get comfortable.
"It's alright. So, General, aren't we here to have bruderschaft?"
Iruka needed some distraction, some reason to get up and sit down not touching the other soldier.
"Yes… We were going to do that, but I think I'd rather do it at my place. I think I still have some really good vodka for the occasion."
Kakashi didn't want to do it here. His only chance to kiss Iruka, to press his lips to the tanned cheek, to be so close to him… He didn't want to do it here, in a public place, where he wouldn't be able to take advantage of the shorter man. In his quarters they would be alone and if they were drunk enough Kakashi would surely manage to kiss Iruka longer, better and maybe even three instead of two times! Maybe he would hold Iruka in his arms, maybe he could pretend to stumble and fell on him, and then accidentally press his lips to Iruka's…
"I don't think it's necessary."
Kakashi moved forward and put his hand over Iruka's in what was supposed to be a pleading manner. Iruka turned red and quickly removed his hand.
"You're so skittish…" Kakashi's teasing smirk was getting on Iruka's nerves, especially that he was already on edge.
"Sorry General, I guess I didn't get enough sleep last night. I's getting late . I should be going."
Iruka gestured to the waiter to bring him the bill.
"I won't let you to run away until you promise to come to my place tonight, Iruka."
"We're not on the first name basis yet, General." Hearing his name from Kakashi's lips gave Iruka goose bumps.
"It will change today… If you promise to show up."
Kakashi was leaning forward, closer to the younger man.
"Promise me…"
Then the waiter showed up, putting a little black cover with a bill inside. Their hands met on the item shocking both man with a slight electricity jolt that went through their hands. Both wondered if the one felt it too. Also both tried to ignore the unsettling feelings that followed. Iruka squeezed the bill tighter but Kakashi didn't let go of his hand.
"Let me pay. I was supposed to prove to you that my paycheck is not as shabby as you thought, remember?"
Their hands stayed locked together.
"No. I was the one to invite YOU, I'm paying!"
Iruka pulled trying to free his hand, but Kakashi was stronger.
"I don't care. I will never let you pay for the dinner. It's a man's duty to…"
"What are you trying to say, General?!"
"I mean… I didn't mean it that way. Calm down and don't make scene."
"First walking me home, then manhandling me on the party, opening the door for me and now this!"
Iruka's eves were shining like stars on the midnight sky. Kakashi's hand on his tightened. He wished he could never let go. He wanted to keep Iruka as close as possible and see those amazing eyes every day. How would they look when clouded by lust? How would they shine while filled with overwhelming pleasure. Would they shed tears during the ultimate peak of…
"Let go!"
"Please, Ruka…"
The Colonel wasn't even sure if he had heard it right. Did the General just called him Ruka? Kakashi using his confusion pulled the bill from Iruka's hand and out of his reach. Then he calmly pulled out his wallet, took some money and placed them in the cover with the bill. Iruka was furious.
"Really, Iruka, with this cute pout you shouldn't be surprised that men feel the need o treat like a…"
Iruka's kicks could be really vicious when he wanted. And he knew the perfect place to make it hurt like a bitch. Kakashi's tibial bone was throbbing and once again he could feel his eyes water, but didn't make a sound (unless you count that little gasp that managed to escape his lips). Iruka stood up and left, not waiting for his companion.
"Thank you for the dinner, General."
"Wait! Iruka! Colonel! Stop! That's an order!"
Iruka ignored him and his order completely and that's how they got back to being enemies. When Kakashi returned to his office he had found there an envelope with money. There was the exact amount he paid for the dinner. There was no name on the envelope but he sent it back to Iruka. The wretched envelope had been circling between the two of them for days onward.
The next day Kakashi received a ridiculous amount of documents with possible leads and potential threats for Reich. The boxes were from the counterespionage department and Kakashi was ready to bet anything that there wasn't even one useful thing in them, so he didn't even move them from the hall. But then Fromm called and asked about those 'very important secret files' and insisted to go through them immediately. So Kakashi put five man to it. It took them four days to read it all and prepare the report for Kakashi. Just as he thought there was completely nothing useful in there. Kakashi sent Iruka another control as an appreciation for the files but it backfired when the commission followed the aforementioned files back to Gestapo.
This was ridiculous. They've been through this before and they both knew that they could do it for weeks (or maybe even months) with no end. They needed a confrontation, they needed to fight for real, face to face and clear the air again. But Umino stayed away. Kakashi needed to give him a push, to provoke him.
"Um… Iruka, there is a messenger with something for you…."
"So what? Shika, just take it and bring it in."
"I… think you should do it yourself but… I hope it's some kind of a mistake."
Ok, the situation screamed Hatake's name, so Iruka just sighed and walked to the reception area bracing himself for whatever was waiting in there….
He didn't expect that.
There were flowers everywhere. Whole bunches of red roses filled the hall and there was Iruka's name on each and every bouquet. Iruka's jaw dropped. He couldn't believe it.
"Let me guess, Iruka, who loves to treat you like a woman?"
Shikamaru's words sounded sharp and foreboding.
"I'm going to kill him!"
And with those words Iruka stormed out of the building.
TBC
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