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Undercover Mashup	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2427 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hello there. Sorry I missed last week. I had to go for a gender reveal party. It's going to be a girl!
Here is the last chapter, I hope you enjoy it. PLease let me know if you did.
I don't know if I want to write the smut. The story feels done in a way and adding it here doesn't feel right. Perhaps in a sequal or something...?
Let me know if you want that.
See you!
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Ibiki walks towards the Hokage tower as he spots him. Irakusa-san. The man who he has to pay his debt to. The man who will have sex with him. The first man to have sex with him. Right. He smirks and nods to himself. It seems that the moment is there.
“You should come live here,” he tells Irakusa-san.
Irakusa-san freezes.
Ibiki folds his arms and raises and eyebrow. “For a non Shinobi, non-chakra using person, you do help Konoha out a lot.” He grins.
“Yeah, well, what can I say, I like it here.” Irakusa-san shrugs, rolls his shoulder back and looks up to Ibiki. “The jobs are not that hard and the people are nice.”
“It does add up to the debt, doesn’t it?” Ibiki asks. He drops his arms and flexes his fingers, before counting on them. “I mean, it’s like four times already?” He coughs and lowers his gaze. “Four times in which you’ve helped out Konoha. Perhaps we should think about a schedule or something.” He slowly lifts his gaze, with burning cheeks. “You know, until it is all paid.” How many times do they have to do it now?
“Ah, there is no need to worry, Morino-sama.” Kakashi says. He smiles a bit and pats on Ibiki’s shoulder. “The debt is paid in full.”
The world, no, time itself, seems to stop. Ibiki holds his breath and feels the absence of a heartbeat in his body. He looks up. “Paid in full?” he asks. He frowns and repeats the words in his thoughts. Paid in full. There is no debt. No debt. Which means, there is no sex. There will be no sex.
“Yes, there is no debt left. It’s all paid.” Irakusa-san grins and sticks a thumb up. “You owe me nothing. You are debt free.” His tone is cheerful and happy and it disgusts Ibiki.
“Who paid you?” Ibiki can’t control his voice. His sentence rolls over his lips like a growl. But anger fills his limbs and he needs to know.
“The Copy nin did.” Irakusa-san shrugs. “I met him when he was on a mission. He is quite a nice fellow. We talked about my help, the debt and he offered to pay if for you. Saying something along the lines of saving your sweet ass…” He chuckles and moves sideways, to sneak a peak from Ibiki’s behind. “Sweet indeed,” he says and he shakes his head. “Well, I figured, why not? The man had a nice ass and it sure was tight.” He wiggles his eyebrows and winks at Ibiki.
Ibiki stares at him with a frown. Irakusa-san coughs and pats Ibiki’s shoulder another time. “Have a nice day.” He turns towards the Hokage tower and walks inside.
Ibiki blinks and stares. There is no way this is real. It can’t be real. Hatake-sama said that they couldn’t have sex because it was all about his virginity. And now, apparently, the man went and paid the debt himself. So it wasn't about his virginity?
“Morino-sama.”
Ibiki shakes his head and looks around. Off course. Hawk. And Tiger, Boar and Pigeon. He rolls his eyes and turns to face them. “What?” he asks with a sigh.
“Well, the debt is paid in full… so… you are debt free…” Pigeon shoves his foot over the gravel. His hands are on his back and his masked face is looking down.
“Yeah, so you… you can look at other people now,” Boar says.
“At other Shinobi, or like, ANBU Shinobi.” Tiger coughs and pushes his shoulders back.
“And we just wanted to let you know that, well, we are free.” Hawk hums and places his hands in his neck. He stretches backwards, making his shirt rile up. Why he only wears the black shirt and not the body cover that comes along with the ANBU outfit is a question Ibiki doesn’t want answered.
“No thanks. Not now,” he says. He turns towards the Hokage tower and narrows his eyes. Hatake-sama is to return today as well. He is going to have a nice chat with that man. Nice, long and a bit harsh if it goes according to his plan.
How dare he? First he doesn't want to have sex with Ibiki, and now he took away Ibiki's oppurtunity to have sex for the first time. Bastard.
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Ibiki stands outside of the door and concentrates. He can definitely feel Hatake-sama’s chakra inside. He has to be home. “Hatake,” he says, not caring is he sounds angry or not. And boy, he is angry. It must be in his voice.
There is no reply.
“I know you are there. Open the door,” he says. He is trying to decide to bang on the door or to force his way in otherwise. He still has the key from looking after the place. And, yes, he can still say that he is here to return the key. Good thinking! Not that he needs an excuse.
The door is opened. Hatake-sama is in front of him. They stare at each other in silence. Ibiki folds his arms and raises an eyebrow. Hatake-sama coughs and leans against the door frame. Ibiki sighs shakes his head and opens his mouth. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?” he asks with a frown on his face. He leans forwards and his head protector hits Kakashi’s. “I did look after your place in your absence.”
Hatake-sama widens his eye and steps aside, granting the other man enough room to pass him. Ibiki walks past him, brushing his shoulder against Hatake-sama’s chest. He walks straight to the kitchen, ignoring the open door to the bathroom. Everything is still clean from his cleaning. The place is practically shining. He knows he did a good job. He should be thanked.
And he knows a way how that can be done.
“What brings you here, Morino-san?” Hatake-sama asks. He switches on the light and leans against the counter. “I told you, there is nothing between us now. You owe me nothing.”
“You paid the debt,” Ibiki says. His back is turned towards Hatake-sama. He doesn’t want to face the man right now. He is angry at him. It is his own fault, somehow it must be his own fault, because he is the virgin in this situation, he is the one who has never had sex, but right now, he is angry at the other man.
“Ah, yes… I did,” Hatake-sama says. “I figured, why not? He told me he didn’t plan on visiting Konoha again.” He coughs and turns around, towards a cupboard. “I didn’t want you to worry about something minor like that.”
“It wasn’t minor.” Ibiki grabs Hatake-sama’s arm and forces him to turn back. “Irakusa-san saved the lives of four Konoha Shinobi first.” He frowns and stares at Hatake-sama’s eye, which widens. “Then, he saved the whole village.” He leans in to Hatake-sama. “And even after all of that, he executed every task that the Hokage gave him.” He leans down, advancing towards that masked mouth. “The man is a hero.”
Ibiki wants Hatake-sama to know it, to realize it. What a big deal it actually is. “I know you do stuff like this on a daily basis. Everybody knows you’re a genius. But the man has no use for his chakra. He has nothing to rely on. It’s not something minor. I think he is in your league, that he is a genius like you are.”
Hatake-sama pulls at his arm and raises his hands. “I didn’t want you to worry,” he says. He places his hands on Ibiki’s shoulder and pushes. Ibiki doesn’t budge, he doesn’t want to. “I didn’t want that you had to go after him. That you had to embarrass yourself to try to find him. I mean, I woke up, took a look in the mirror and he was gone. Irakusa-san is not around.”
Ibiki growls and take a step back. “Were you top or bottom?” he asks. He has to know. He wants to know. If Irakusa-san fucked Hatake-sama, was it a form of respect? Was is something good? Should it even mean this much? Should he even care about this much?
Hatake-sama swallows and takes a deep breath. “What?” he asks.
“Did he penetrate you or did you penetrate him?” Ibiki asks. His hands are fists now and they are halfway up in the air. “You taught me those words, so don’t go asking me what they mean. He did say you were tight.” God, that must mean that Irakusa-san fucked Hatake-sama. That is something he wanted to do.
“Why is that important?” Hatake-sama asks. He steps aside, avoiding those fists and turns around. Opening the cupboard and grabbing a mug.
“Answer it.” Ibiki’s voice is cold and hard. Like ice and steel. “Now.” It’s the same voice he uses on stubborn prisoners. “You did tell me that it was my virginity that would be enough of a payment for the debt.” He narrows his eyes and tries not to think about the missed opportunity.
“Both,” Hatake-sama says. He refuses to look up. “I did fuck him first. Then he fucked me. So, we had sex. Twice. Exactly the amount of your debt.” He walks over to his faucet and fills his mug with water. “You owe him nothing.”
Ibiki thinks back, to the moment where it all started. How Irakusa-san looked at him, how he slapped him on his bum. The shock that went through his body and then the giddy feeling. And the feeling of not knowing and trying to learn new stuff by asking Hatake-sama. And then, all that stuff. Hatake-sama was the one who refused to bed him. Hatake-sama was the one who told him that it was about the virgin state of his body.
“What if I wanted it?” Ibiki asks. He bites his lips and tries to breath normal. He probably should not have said that. It makes him weak. He is not weak.
“What?” Hatake-sama asks, turning his head towards Ibiki.
Ibiki stares at his feet. His cheeks burn. “What if I wanted it?” he asks again. He sighs, but keeps his eyes to the floor. “He was the first to act shamelessly to me. Making sexual comments as we went, even slapping my ass. He didn’t look at my scars. Or my reputation. He had no idea about it.” He turns his glance to the side. “I know he teased me at first. I know he wanted to rile me up. But then, before he went en saved Konoha, he made it seem like he really wanted me. To have sex with me. To take my virginity.” He takes a deep breath. “I was unsure. He gave me an easy way out. In the hospital I thought he meant that I should get you to teach me. But I should have known that he really wanted you more. For your physique, for your experience.” Ibiki lowers his gaze again. “And now he had you. Both ways. He got you to fuck him and he was able to fuck you. It’s… unfair.”
Silence fills the air as Ibiki thinks about his words. He probably should not have said that. He should not have thought about that. He should not have done anything. He should have reacted like a true interrogator, the moment that Irakusa-san touched his ass. Told him off or something. Maybe even lock him up. But he couldn’t. There was a part of him that wanted that attention. To feel, to be touched.
A loud pang fills the silence. Hatake-sama’s mug is on the floor. In pieces. Lots of pieces.
Ibiki moves his gaze up to Hatake-sama. He widens his eyes. And opens his mouth. It can’t be true, his eyes must be lying. But Hatake-sama’s mask is down and that face is a regular one. One he knows well. One he owns a debt to. Well, no, owned. That debt was paid. By the man himself, it seems.
“My apologies Morino-san, Ibiki,” Hatake-sama says. He kneels down and gathers the pieces. “I never intended to take something from you. Something like that. Something that precious.” He bites his lip and sighs.
Ibiki walks over to where Hatake-sama is kneeling. He grabs a hold of Hatake-sama’s shoulders and in one fluid motion, he lifts Hatake-sama up in the air and pushes him backwards, onto the counter. He forces Hatake-sama’s legs open en pushes his body close. “Are you really sorry?” he asks. His gaze is intense and he smirks.”Do you regret your actions? Do you want to make it up to me?” His tongue darts out of his mouth and licks his lips. “Because I am truly hurt.” His hands moves over Hatake-sama’s legs, from his knees to his hips. He pinches the Copy nin.
Hatake-sama bites his lip. There is a blush on his lips and it feels like he is holding himself back. Ibiki will make sure that he will not be able to hold himself back.
Hatake-sama swallows and nods. “I really am sorry. And I do want to make it up to you.” He drops his gaze down. It can be any moment now, that he realizes his mask is down and that Ibiki knows it all. “It was not my intention to make you feel like this,” he adds, bowing his head even more.
Ibiki feels him freezing in his hold. He smirks at that, knowing fully well that there must be a reason why Hatake-sama is so out of it. A reason that gives him hope for more. “You know, I should have noticed it when the Hokage wasn’t opposed to you as my teacher,” he says and he closes his eyes. “That she even gave me your medical information without a doubt. That she didn’t even think twice about such a strange debt.” Ibiki puts a fingers underneath Hatake-sama’s chin and grins. “I should have noticed it when you asked me if I really did want to have sex with you.” He leans in. “I should have noticed it just now, when you said you paid the debt full. Did you use a clone to do it? Did you fuck yourself?” He breathes in and closes his eyes, shuddering. “Did you enjoy teasing me?” His voice is just above a growl.
The idea that Hatake-sama could’ve made a clone to fuck himself is a nice one, but the idea that there still is a chance for him, Ibiki, Head of Interrogation, to fuck the Copy nin, Hatake Kakashi, is even nicer.
Hatake-sama shivers. “I did enjoy teasing you,” he answers and he closes his eyes. “I couldn’t drop the act. Orders from the Hokage.” Ibiki moves his thump over Hatake-sama’s lip. “I tried to steer you away from it. I gave you several ways to get out of it. I didn’t want you to feel pressured into it,” Hatake-sama says. Ibiki moves his other hand over Hatake-sama’s side and enjoys the way Hatake-sama closes his eyes. “I did like it. Your determination. The expressions on your face. The way you responded and everything you did to make sure you could complete your goal,” Hatake-sama says.
Ibiki grunts and leans his forehead against Hatake-sama. “And yet, you took it away.” He pushes against Hatake-sama’s head, forcing him to lean back, exposing his neck. “I can’t repay my debt to Irakusa-san now. Because you did.” He chuckles and pushes the mask up a bit. His mouth finds Hatake-sama’s throat and he bites down.
Hatake-sama gasps. He moves his hands, finds Ibiki’s shoulders and grabs them, pushing his nails into Ibiki’s skin. Ibiki pulls back. “I do have a debt to you now, I guess. Twice, right?” He winks. “Because you paid for me.”
Hatake-sama freezes and opens his eyes. “So, you want to repay me?” he asks. He swallows and looks into Ibiki’s eyes.
Ibiki grins. “Yes.” He leans in, touching Hatake-sama’s nose with his own. “I will fuck you. Top you. Make you come.” He takes a step back, pulling Kakashi with him. “And, if you’re nice, and behave well, I will let you fuck me.” He leans in and kisses Kakashi’s lips. “I will let you be the first.” His first.
Hatake-sama closes his eyes and moves into the kiss. Ibiki breaks the kiss. He pulls back. “We head to my place. I know you like king-sized beds, Hatake-sama.” Ibiki laughs, wiggles his eyebrows and leaves the kitchen.
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