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Complicated things	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kakashi manages to avoid both Ibiki and Iruka. He doesn’t sneak a peak on them. He does teach his pupils, but whenever Iruka comes into view, he tells the students he needs to go. And whenever he has a mission report to deliver, he sends Pakkun. All is well and all is good, until the Hokage calls him for another long mission.
He goes, off course, no protest there. It is a solo mission, a dangerous one, but it brings him out of the village, away from embarrassing moments and thoughts and… stuff.
But the way he returns. It’s bad. Real bad.
He is tired, chakra depleted, wounded. He makes it into the office of the Hokage. He manages to give her his report, while standing up, while being so out of it that he can’t listen to his own words, falling out of his mouth, onto the floor. She dismissed him, with a ‘go to your partners’ and he walks out of the office.
He manages to get to his apartment, even inside. And that is where he crashes down. Onto the floor. The cold floor, of his apartment, which has not been heated for the last month. Because he was absent. On a mission.
He is not crying. But his body hurts and aches and he feels like throwing up. He is hungry, and yet not. He is miserable. All he wants to do is slip away in a dark corner. A completely dark room, even. To sleep, to get away from reality. He wants things he can not have, he needs things, he failed and yet he is still alive.
A warm hand wraps around his chest, hauls him up. A soft voice calms his ear, although he can’t understand the words that are spoken to him. He drops his head, against a broad warm chest, and he allows himself to relax. Into that warm embrace. Into the safety that is another person.
He jolts awake, feeling a tad fresher. And naked. His body, not his face. He fumbles around, in bed, moves his hands over his body, counting all of the bandages. Four, three on his legs and one on his arm. There is a sticky substance on his torso and on his stomach. Lifting the covers reveals his is quite bruised there.
He places the covers down and glances around his bedroom. But it’s not his room. Not his bedroom. It’s not even his bed. This bed is bigger. And somehow warmer. And soft. The pillows, the covers.
“Are you awake?”
The question is whispered, as if not to wake him if he still is asleep.
He glances at the source, near the door, and finds Iruka.
Iruka looks at him, smiles wide and opens the door. “You are, good. I am glad for that.” He steps out of sight for a minute. “You had us worried,” he says. He walks right back with a tray full of food. Mostly fruits. “Ibiki noticed your return when he saw you slip out of the Hokages office. You didn’t notice him. He went after you and found you in your hallway.”
Iruka places the tray of food down onto Kakashi’s lap. “He carried you all the way here.”
Kakashi looks down, at the fruit. All peeled and cut up in bite small sizes. All things he likes. Well, who doesn’t like fruit?
“He undressed you, nursed you, bandaged you and put you to sleep in his bed.”
“Why here?” Kakashi asks. He bows his head, afraid for the answer. Was his place filled with too much dirt?
“This bed is quite big, you see.” Iruka sits down next to him, on the bed. “Very big. And, Ibiki’s refrigerator is filled to the brim with healthy, energizing food.” He leans in towards Kakashi and winks. “Something tells me the man had big plans for you.”
A rush of excitement moves through Kakashi’s body. He shakes his head, not wanting to give himself false hope. Not wanting to be a burden, not wanting to be, in a way. “He shouldn’t have.”
“But he did.” Iruka shrugs and grabs a piece of an apple. “He did because he wanted to.” He bites into the fruit, licking his lips and locking eyes with Kakashi. As he swallows, he wipes his lips. “Sometimes we want things. And because we don’t know if the other wants the same, we wait for the other to make a move. And if that move doesn’t happen, it feels a bit like dancing.” He blinks a couple of times after each other, all while taking another bite.
“That makes no sense,” Kakashi says. He grabs a piece of fruit himself, a piece of banana, and moves it to his mouth. He is half way up when he realizes he has to remove his mask in order to eat.
“You are the Shinobi who knows how to look underneath the underneath. You are the Copy nin. You are the one carrying a porn book around.” Iruka licks his fingers clean and turns around, facing Kakashi completely. “Let me tell you, clearly, in a way that you will understand. Are you listening?”
Kakashi stares at the teachers eyes. He nods, still unsure, but he knows how to listen. It something, at least, right?
“There are more Shinobi paired off. Like Gai and Anko. Does that tell you enough?”
Kakashi blinks and tries to process the information. “They are paired off as well?” he asks. He remembers how he returned, how he found them together in Gai’s apartment. And how he thought they were in a relationship. “But, aren’t they in a relationship?” he asks. He has had dares with Gai, and the man couldn’t stop gushing about his love for Anko. He even wanted to tell something about their experiences in the bedroom, but Kakashi quickly shot that down.
“Yes, they are.”
Kakashi stares straight in front of him. Straight ahead. His heart feels heavy, filled to the brim with hope. At least, he thinks it is hope. But he has no idea if it is hope. Does he dare to think? Of a relationship. Between him and Ibiki and Iruka. The three of them, together, all of them.
“So, a bigger bed, enough food. Enough energy, being well rested.” Iruka chuckles and puts his index finger towards Kakashi’s headband. “Do you understand, now?”
“Are we in a relationship?” Kakashi asks. His lips spill the words before he got a chance to truly think about it. He wants to coves his mouth, his ears and eyes. He want to hear the answer, and yet not, for he is afraid. He wants to lie down, fetus position, and disappear.
Iruka smiles at him. And shrugs. “Do you want to?” he asks. He bows his head. “You are the Copy nin. So when the Hokage asked us about this, told us about it and why she think you’d prefer us, we both thought that you would jump us. Like, literally. The moment you returned from that mission unharmed. You know. We both thought that you would jump onto us, rip our clothes off and that we had to restrain you in some way.” He pick another piece of fruit. “But you didn’t, so worry settled into our stomachs. With your reputation, something about us must’ve been wrong.” He bites into another apple piece and continues talking. “Perhaps you were more interested in women.” He waves his hand around.
Kakashi swallows. He shakes his head. And places his hands over his face. “No, no, no, no,” He mutters.
“Are you, into women?” Iruka asks. He grabs one of Kakashi’s hands and peels it away from his face. “If you are, no harm done, but if you aren’t, perhaps you, I don’t know…” He waves his apple piece around. “You could, give us directions, on how to woo you properly?”
“Yes, that would be nice.”
Kakashi whips his head up. His eyes land on Ibiki and he groans. Dread settles in his stomach and he is stupid, dumb, not paying attention and so, so wrong.
“I like you,” he whispers. He hides his face in his hands, again, because this is way harder than any mission he previously had. And it is way harder than any mission that will come, probably. Because these are feelings, this is sensitive, and scary.
“I like you both,” he whispers. He doesn’t dare to look up. He doesn’t dare to face them, not yet. He has to talk, first, because now he can, and from the sounds of it, they will listen and maybe, there is a chance, a slight one, but still, maybe they want what he wants and then they can get what he wants. They want. Anyway.
“I imagine waking up with both of you. Coming home to both of you. Eating home cooked meals, getting a massage. I want to live together, in my, in the Hatake grounds, and have you there. And the dogs. I want to do the dishes with you, I want to see you grumpy and be there for you.” He whispers his sentences. He doesn’t dare to speak them out loud. He doesn’t dare to look up either. This is the part of himself that he hides. Behind his porn, behind his missions and all of his techniques.
“I want to be held, by you, both, to be in bed and to feel safe and warm.” He closes his eyes, although he is still hiding his face in his hands. “I want to laugh, and feel and be near you.”
He swallows and puts his hands down. He clears his throat and looks up.
Both Ibiki and Iruka stare at him with eyes wide open. Iruka’s apple piece is dropped, somewhere, on the bed.
“Is that true?” Ibiki asks. He takes a step towards the bed. A big one. The expression on his face is one filled with disbelief. “You want all of that?” He takes another step, closing the gap between him and Kakashi. He kneels down onto the bed. Towards Kakashi. “Tell me,” he says. Demands.
Kakashi closes his eyes and huffs. “Yes,” he says.
“I knew it!” Iruka puts a fist into the air and hops up and down, making the bed move. “I knew it the moment you moaned while I looked after you. You are a big softie, you want to be pampered and you want to be loved and you-.”
Ibiki’s hand stops Iruka’s words. “Iruka, behave. Saying this is not good for our softie over here.” There is a glint in his eye. “But you were right. He wants to be pampered.”
Kakashi pulls back. “I never said that,” he protests. But it’s true.
“You want hugs,” Iruka states.
“You want to be held,” Ibiki adds.
“You want to feel safe.”
“And warm.”
Kakashi frowns and moves backwards, ignoring his body and the pain moving through it. “Stop it. I’m done.” He turns around and slips out of bed. To realize he is naked. So he crawls back underneath the covers.
“Done? We are just getting started.” Ibiki walks around the bed and stops in front of Kakashi. “But, tell me. Does your fantasies also come with a side of sex or not?” He puts his hands in his side and leans in, towards Kakashi. “Because I thought we had a thing going on, but I don’t want to ruin things by just trying something and then being wrong.” He shrugs. “I like you too, you know. But I also, long for you, in a sexual way. And I think it’s important to talk about that.”
“Fuck, yes,” Kakashi finds himself saying. He places a hand in front of his mouth, not believing himself to be so vulgar.
“And would you like to try, you know, being tied up and us having our way with you?” Iruka asks. He leans over Kakashi’s shoulder. “Because, yeah, that kind of excites me. A bit. I do want to start slow. If a simple caress can make you moan, who know what other sounds I could get out of you.”
“Too soon,” Kakashi says. He raises both of his hands. “Please, not now. Later?”
Ibiki chuckles. “Sure thing, later. After you are a bit more rested.”
“Yes, we have plenty of time to talk about this.” Iruka nudges him in his side, before leaning in an pecking his cheek. It warms Kakashi’s face. And widens his eyes.
“That is cute, let me try.” Ibiki leans in and kisses Kakashi, softly, on his masked lips. “Feels good.” He straightens his back. “Well, we will head towards the kitchen. Come find us, if you are up for it.” He nods towards Iruka and they leave the room.
Kakashi takes a deep breath and pinches himself. Somehow, it is true.
And somehow, he is even more nervous than before.
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Yes, the next chapter wil contain smut.
It will not contain smut, need and extra chapter to get to that point.
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