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Memories
By : djserani
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"You know, I can't remember the last time we bathed together�" Izumo trailed off, chewing on a fingertip in thought as his lover turned on the water.

Kotetsu looked over his shoulder. "The beach."

Izumo's eyes widened. "Has it really been that long?" He asked as he stepped into the shower and adjusted the spray.

"Yup." He chuckled. "We were so covered in wet sand that they wouldn't let us into the inn room. My dad threw buckets of water over us to get the worst of the sand off. Right after that, your mom dragged us in and tossed us into the bathtub, almost literally."

"I remember now. You were practically kicking and screaming. You did not want a bath." Izumo laughed and reached up to run his fingers through his lover's hair when he stepped under the water.

"You didn't, either. But you kept your fight to just words." He laughed. "Which turned really foul right after she left."

"Well, I wasn't about to use them in front of her." He grabbed Kotetsu's shampoo bottle and dumped a bunch of it on his hand, then turned to work it in.

"That was only the second day we were there, I think. You were so much happier after that�" Tetsu trailed off, moaning. "God, you're good at that."

Izumo blushed. "I've washed it a few times over the years, but you were usually passed out from chakra exhaustion."

"Yeah, and I have never felt your fingers do that before. Dear God." He yanked Izumo's body closer to his own, reveling in the feel of his slick wet skin against him again.

"Hey, watch it or I'll get soap in your eyes."

"I don't give a damn. You were too far away." Kotetsu murmured.

Izumo laughed, and shook his head. "Stand still. You use a lot of crap to get your spikes to stay just right. It takes a lot to wash it out."

Of course, he didn't listen. He insisted, instead, on his hands roaming all over his friend's body, rubbing his rapidly growing erection against him or diving in for nips at his skin. That is until Izumo grabbed two fistfuls of those ebony locks and pulled back. "Ow! What was that for?"

"So I can rinse you and kiss you properly," Izumo retorted.

"Oh." Kotetsu blushed and leaned his head back so it could be rinsed. When Izumo had finished, their lips crashed together again and the brunet ground his hips against the other man. But another moment later, Tetsu's stomach growled again.

"Oh, right, that's why we're in here," he said, chuckling.

Izumo laughed and picked up the washcloth and soap. "Let's see if we can manage to get through the shower quickly, hmm?"

"Right," Kotetsu said with a smirk.

"So," Izumo said, as he tried to force himself to just wash his friend, "what happened with Kakashi?"

Kotetsu swallowed. "He really did get sent out. I didn't lie."

"I didn't think you did. But�?" Izumo glanced up at Tetsu's face from where he was washing his stomach.

"But� I told him I needed a couple of days to think things over, that it was probably a good thing he was being sent out."

Izumo blinked at him. "You did? What did he say?"

Kotetsu nodded. "Very little, but that's Kakashi. His mask was down, so I saw his frown before he could hide it. But he didn't seem all that surprised. Or upset. But again, that could just be him - he's good at hiding stuff." He considered his friend. "What about Iruka?"

"Oh." Izumo paused, frowning. "Iruka has known from the beginning that I was in love with you. Probably knew it before I did."

"Then why did you two get involved?" Kotetsu turned a puzzled look on him.

Izumo blushed. "To make you both jealous."

"Wait, that's right, Iruka likes Kakashi." He sighed, letting his head fall back against the tile.

The brunet nodded. "Yeah. Been in love with him for a long time, from what I can tell."

"Well, hell. You know, I always knew I could be thick, but I swear I still surprise myself sometimes." He shook his head, taking the washcloth. "So, you got together to try to make us jealous? But� you said you loved him."

Izumo nodded. "I did� do... To a point, anyway. And maybe always will, at least a little. We're good friends now, at the very least. But it wasn't what I felt -- feel -- for you. We were both convinced, though, that you and Kakashi were in love with each other and neither of us wanted to come between you. I was scared of fucking up our friendship. We were� we were ready to just take what we could with each other." He sighed. "Anyway, last night, he told me that I should tell you. Then I ran into Genma tonight who told me the same thing. So, before I came back here tonight, I told him I was coming to talk to you."

Kotetsu shook his head. "What a clusterfuck."

That was answered with a laugh, followed by a groan as Kotetsu's hands roamed over the other man's body. "God, we're never going to get out of here if you insist on washing me like that."

All he got was a chuckle in answer. "We should help them."

"Hmm?" Izumo had lost the thread of conversation.

"Iruka and Kakashi. Normally, I wouldn't get involved in something like that, but, well, we already are."

"Yeah, yeah we are." Izumo forced his thoughts back to the issue. "How do we do that?"

"Well, I think the most clueless out of us," He paused, chuckling ruefully, "well, after me, but I'm not anymore. Erm, anyway," he said, clearing his throat. "The most clueless seems to be Kakashi. So we should talk to Iruka." He pursed his lips in thought.

Izumo let it roll around in his head. "We might need to do something drastic. Standard jealousy didn't seem to work."

"He's convinced Iruka doesn't want anything to do with him, remember?" Kotetsu pointed out.

"Right." He grabbed the washcloth. "We need to get out. Water's getting cold."

They finished up quickly, then stepped out and Izumo took the towel, slowly drying the other man off. Even that turned sensual and it took a supreme effort to remember that they had other things to do. He was a little surprised when Kotetsu insisted on brushing his hair, but he sat on the toilet and let him do it. And was surprised yet again when he looked in the mirror to see it parted exactly where he always did, brushed over exactly where it was always brushed.

He took his turn, working the brush through Kotetsu's hair, but he didn't want his spikes put back in. "If we go out somewhere later, we can worry about it then. I'd rather stay in with you tonight."

Izumo grinned at that and they finally made their way to the kitchen. He did the only thing he was allowed to do - make tea, then leaned back against the counter to watch his lover cook naked. He put together a quick soup, some rice and warmed up some leftover chicken for them. It took every ounce of willpower and a very tight grip on the edge of the counter to keep from attacking the other man the whole time.

But when it came time to eat, they spent the time feeding each other, Kotetsu sitting in Izumo's lap, punctuating each bite with kisses and touches until the food was forgotten completely. He had his hand wrapped around Tetsu's hard cock, stroking him slowly, his mouth on his neck, nibbling and tasting in a way he didn't get a chance to do earlier. "God, Zumo, I want you again," he moaned when Izumo took one nipple into his mouth again.

In answer, Izumo pushed the dishes aside on the table and had Kotetsu up there a moment later. He wanted to really taste him, learn the things that made him crazy. So he bent to him, taking his lover's cock into his mouth, learning all the little places that would make him gasp or moan. He ignored the pleas for more, the hands fisting in his hair, the whines when he couldn't form words any longer. Instead, he worked him with his tongue, over his cock, his balls, sucking him back into his mouth, until he got what he wanted - the shout of his name and the feel of his Tetsu filling his mouth.

This, of course, was repaid in kind. And just as he had done to Kotetsu, his friend refused to listen to his own demands and concentrated, instead on the end result he wanted. He thought he'd gone truly crazy at one point. "Holy fuck, is that chakra?" Izumo managed, staring at the ceiling. The only thing he got in reply was a chuckle and the other man's mouth moving just a little further down until he was swallowed completely. "Fuck, oh Fuck, Tetsu�" He moaned loudly, grabbed handfuls of the ebony hair, but he didn't know if he was pushing him back down or trying to pull him off. It didn't matter because a moment later, he felt the chakra again, and he shouted once more. "TETSU FUCK!" And lost it, coming hard into his lover's mouth.

He lay on the table, panting, stunned, trying to gather his scattered thought processes. "Holy shit. Did Kakashi teach you that?"

Kotetsu chuckled. "Among other things."

"I maintain, the man must have been fucking perfect. Holy shit," He said again, then finally managed to sit up and stare at his lover. "I'm so lucky you love me."

"I've already argued the first thing." The other man blushed, but leaned forward. "Second, I do love you." Then he grinned wickedly, "and lastly yes, you are."

Izumo punched him in the arm to Kotetsu's surprise. "What was that for?"

"You didn't think that being my lover meant I wouldn't still take swipes at you, did you?" Izumo asked with a raised eyebrow.

Kotetsu laughed. "Right. But I have better ways of getting back at you than returning the punches."

"Oh?" Izumo asked with a smirk. "And what's that?"

"This," Tetsu said and moved in, laying his lips over the other's. He poured everything he could into the kiss, stunning Izumo with the intensity of it. He pushed him back onto the table again, pinning his hands over his head.

"Yes, I think that's much better." Izumo managed, when they broke apart. When Kotetsu released his hands, he pulled him close, running his fingers over the face he loved. He swallowed. "I love you."

Those beautiful slanted eyes closed briefly. "I love you, Izumo."

It took them a few minutes, but they managed to get up. They cleaned up together, forgetting half way through what they were supposed to be doing yet again. Every dish that got passed involved a kiss that grew heated fast. They'd pull away to wash something else, only to be drawn in again. Izumo paused to kiss his way over his lover's body, down his back, then kneel behind him, kissing his way over the sexy ass. He glanced up to see he'd stopped washing. "Keep going or I'll stop," he whispered.

When Kotetsu started working again, he went back to what he was doing. He spread his cheeks gently, dipping his face closer, running his tongue over the tight muscle in front of him. "Fuck, what� is� that�" Kotetsu moaned, dropping the plate in his hand and gripping the edge of the sink.

"You stopped," Izumo reminded him and grinned to himself when his lover picked up the plate again and went back to washing it. He ran his tongue over it again, then dipped down to the spot on his perineum that he'd found earlier, then went back to his anus again. Kotetsu pushed his hips back a little, moaning loudly. "Don't forget to keep washing," Izumo paused to say. He watched to see the arms start moving again, then pushed his tongue through the snug ring and started thrusting inside him with it.

"Oh fuck oh fuck that's good. God, Zumo�" Izumo reached around to wrap his hand around the other man's cock, stroking it slowly, very slowly as he continued his assault with his tongue. "I� can't� work�" he struggled to speak and Izumo backed up.

"Hmm?" He asked with a grin.

"I can't work if you're doing that." Kotetsu managed, his breath coming in gasps.

"Oh, well, then, I'll just have to stop." Izumo said and stood up. He bumped him out of the way with his hip, then finished washing the plate his lover had been working on.

"That is so not fucking fair." He whimpered and the other man grinned. He glanced over his shoulder just as Kotetsu moved up against him, running his hand over his back and ass. "But that's okay. I can take care of that."

Izumo concentrated very hard on getting the last few things washed, but it was damned near impossible. With Kotetsu's mouth running over him, he could barely think straight. He had one hand on his cock, one on his ass and then for the first time, Izumo felt a finger inside of him. "Oh fuck, that feels good." He set down the bowl in his hand and braced himself on the sink, his head dropping, breath short. Kotetsu worked his finger into him, hitting that bundle of nerves. "OH GOD!" He shouted, pushing his ass back against his lover's hand. He moved against the finger, then moaned when it was pulled out. But a few seconds later, there was another one there.

He gasped as they pushed slowly in, the slight burn feeling so good. "Oh God, more. Fuck� more. Tetsu�" Then he realized that Tetsu wasn't spreading his fingers, wasn't stretching him. He managed to reign himself in a little. "Tetsu?"

"Hm?" It was little more than a sound in the back of his throat as he continued to fuck him with those fingers.

"Do you�" Izumo started, then it stalled when Kotetsu hit his prostate again. He paused to take a breath, "do you want to�" God, he couldn't think, it felt too good.

But Tetsu knew what he was asking. "No, I just want you to feel good." The hand on Izumo's cock sped up, swiping his thumb over the tip, then twisting just slightly. "Come, Zumo," He whispered hitting those nerves again, stroking his cock just so and Izumo lost it, spilling his cum over the cabinets, Kotetsu's hand and even the floor.

"Oh God yes!" He did shout this time, his climax taking him, and he shuddered through it. He collapsed against the counter a moment and Kotetsu pulled him into his arms, kissing his shoulder and back as he calmed down.

When he got his breath back, and he could think, he turned to him and pushed him back against the counter. He paused long enough to kiss him thoroughly, then dropped to his knees in front of him. He took his friend's hard cock into his mouth, swallowing him. Thinking carefully, he focused and gathered his chakra.

"OH fuck! ZUMO!" His hands went to the brown hair, his eyes closed and head fell back against the cabinets hard lost to what his friend was doing to him. "Fuck fuck fuck, oh God, that's good, yes�" He was too worked up, too far gone for it to take long. Hearing and seeing Izumo's orgasm had driven him nearly insane. A few moments later, with two fingers inside of him and a bit more chakra, he came, hard, screaming, Izumo swallowing all of him. He didn't let go until he started to go soft in his mouth.

"How� how�," he tried, his breathing coming in gasps. "How did you figure that out?" He asked when Izumo stood up and wrapped his arms around his lover.

"I always was a fast learner. When I was motivated, anyway," Izumo said, with a smirk. "And I was very motivated," he said, his voice dropping into that sexy tone that Kotetsu was learning he loved.

"Remind me never to underestimate you." Kotetsu said with a laugh.

Izumo chuckled. "Now, get out. I'm going to finish cleaning up so we can get out of the kitchen. Not that I minded what we've done here, but I think it's time we finished up. There are more comfortable places in the apartment to fuck each other senseless."

Kotetsu laughed, but didn't leave. "I promise to stay over here." He said, taking up Izumo's normal spot when the other was cooking. "I can't resist the chance to stare at you while you're naked."

Izumo shook his head. "You better, or I'll snap you with the towel," he threatened.

Kotetsu laughed again, but managed to keep his word, staying out of the way for Izumo to finish cleaning up. When Izumo was done, though, he turned to his lover. "I know you said you want to stay in, but�" he chewed on his lip.

"What?" Kotetsu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Um�" Izumo frowned, not sure how he was going to take it. "I'm� worried about Ruka. He� well, he knew I was coming home to talk to you, but I left him hanging tonight. And, well, I feel bad." He watched Kotetsu carefully. Part of him feeling bad had a lot to do with the fact that he still cared for Iruka. Part of it was that he simply felt guilty. But the biggest part - the part that recognized that they were still friends - just wanted to help.

"Well, why don't we go talk to him. Take him for ramen or drinks or something?"

Izumo blinked. "You� wouldn't mind? I thought you were jealous of him."

Kotetsu shook his head. "Look, I was, yes. But I was jealous because I love you and I thought he was taking you from me. And worse, the other person in my life lusted after him, too. I mean, really." He paused and Izumo was surprised when color spread over his cheeks. "It didn't help that I thought he was sexy as hell as it was." This last was muttered, but Izumo heard it.

Izumo grinned. "Kotetsu! You wanted him too!"

"What?" He asked, irritated. "I think he's hot. So what?"

But Izumo just laughed. "Oh that's funny. Hmmm." He paused, tapping the edge of his mouth with his finger. "And I think I have an idea. We might need a little help but�"

The other man raised an eyebrow at his lover's evil grin. "Uh oh. I'm not sure if I'm going to like this�"

"Come on, let's get those spikes of yours done so we can go see him."

Kotetsu gave a mock frown. "I'm not sure if I should let you near my hair."

"Why not? You did mine!" Izumo blinked at him.

"Because you might make it look bad just so no one else wants to pick me up." He fought to keep a straight face.

Izumo stepped up to him. "Baby, if you have sex with anyone else again, it'll be because I say it's okay."

"If?" Kotetsu asked with a raised eyebrow, pulling him up against him.

"Yes, if. You know, we might find ourselves at one of the wild ninja parties or something." He chuckled.

"Right. Us chuunin? I thought those only happened at the jounin parties," he said with a wicked grin.

"Well, now I know you've heard about Gen and Rai's parties, and now that they know we go that way�" he trailed off and shrugged.

"Good point," he said, his grin spreading wider. "That could be fun. Well, we'll have to cross that bridge and all that good crap. We have another chuunin to go see now."

"Yes, and you don't have to worry about my compromising your spikes. You'll look as sexy as you always do. But I want to get out of here soon, not three hours from now," Izumo said, then laughed and ran, knowing it would get to his lover, who, of course, gave chase.

When the knock sounded, Iruka considered ignoring it. He really wasn't in the mood for visitors. He was feeling pretty sorry for himself, and more than a little miserable and want to just wallow in self pity for a little while. He stared hard at the horribly-written test in front of him, willing them to go away.

They knocked again and he tried to focus harder. He didn't check for chakra, didn't want to put his out there, in case he didn't want to be found, but then he realized it really could be anyone. Including a jounin sensei of one of his former students, a parent, just about anyone. He sighed and got up.

And as he approached the door, his eyes widened when he recognized Izumo and Kotetsu's chakras. They were the last two he would have expected to see that night. He opened the door. "Hey! Um� is� everything okay?" He asked, looking in confusion from one to the other. They were dressed nicely, not holding hands, but standing close enough together that he had a feeling he knew how their talk had gone.

"Iruka-san." Kotetsu greeted him with a grin. Iruka blinked. The last couple of times he'd seen Kotetsu, he'd had a scowl on his face, directed very obviously at him.

"Hey, Ruka, um, could we talk to you a minute?" Izumo asked, chewing on his lip.

Iruka blinked at his� obviously former lover and stepped back. He wanted to tell them to go away, he didn't want to hear about it. But that wasn't Iruka's way, regardless of how he felt. Even so, he couldn't manage to find his false smile, so he just waved a hand toward the main room. "Of course, come in."

They stepped through the door and turned to the main room. He watched Izumo shoot a look at Kotetsu, then the brunet stepped closer to him. "Um� we talked." His face was bright red, and he glanced at the other man again.

"I gathered that." Iruka dug a little deeper and found the smile. "I also gather that things worked out?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

Izumo nodded. "Yes." He paused. "I� feel bad for the way tonight has gone. That things� went the way they did. Um, with you. I still care about you - we both care about you."

Iruka considered him a moment, then glanced at the other man. Kotetsu nodded, his face serious, for once. "I did tell you to talk to him," Iruka forced himself to say.

"I know that, but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt." Izumo glanced over as Kotetsu stepped closer to them.

"We've messed things up pretty badly, both of us. We were really screwed up about each other and we dragged you into it. That's not cool." He frowned. "And even before all this, I considered you a friend. So, yeah, I care, too. And I'm sorry for my part."

How upset could he stay in the face of that? He still was -- but he had to admit hearing that helped him feel a lot better.

And he'd known going into it that it could go horribly wrong. He let his body override his head and, eventually, his heart. But he now had two people who apparently cared about him, would be much closer friends, and he could tell Izumo still cared a lot, despite how he felt for Kotetsu. He looked from one to the other. "You don't have anything to apologize for. I went into it with my eyes wide open. I'm as much at fault here as anyone. If you'll recall," he said ruefully, looking at Izumo, "I approached you."

Izumo chuckled. "Yes, you did. But we didn't have to go further. I could have stopped it, too and I didn't. There's blame all around here, but we still feel that we have the biggest shares." He shrugged, then glanced again at Kotetsu, who nodded again. "Anyway, we want to help you."

He blinked in surprise. "Help me?"

Izumo nodded. "Yes. You should be with Kakashi. So, we have a plan."

"Plan?" Iruka asked, raising an eyebrow. He wasn't sure if he liked the sound of that.

"Yes, but we also came over here because we'd like to take you out for drinks of something, so, if you're agreeable, we'll explain on the way," Kotetsu grinned at him.

"Ooookaaay� Um," he glanced at the stack of tests on his desk. He really didn't want to go out, but it was obvious they were determined. When these two wanted to do something, he knew from experience in the mission office, it was difficult to stop them. And he had to admit, it helped him feel better to know that they cared so much. The tests would still be there tomorrow. "Sure. Let me� let me change quick."

A short while later, they were on their way to the Krooked Kunai. "You know the rumor mill is going to chew us up and spit us out if we show up together," Iruka said, chuckling.

"It won't be too bad unless you and I start making out." Kotetsu said with a grin. "Or if you leave with us."

Iruka chuckled. "That's true enough, I guess. But I'd bet we'll still send up a few eyebrows."

Izumo shrugged. "They still think you and I are dating." He grinned, "it wouldn't matter which one of us made out with Tetsu, I'd bet. Either would start a mess of things."

"But that's not what we want to do right away. Not those kinds of rumors." Kotetsu shook his head.

"But we do want to start rumors?" Iruka asked with a raised eyebrow.

Kotetsu hesitated. "Sort of. See, Kakashi really does have a thing for you. I'm sure of it."

"Tetsu was jealous of you," Izumo supplied, earning him a growl from Kotetsu. "Oh stop, you were." He leaned up and whispered, "he also thinks you're hot."

Iruka blushed. "Zumo!"

Kotetsu yelled at the same time, "Zumo!"

Izumo laughed. "What? Geez. You both are hot."

"I think you might be a little biased, Zumo." Kotetsu said, color staining his cheeks.

"No kidding," Iruka muttered, then blushed more. "Not about you," he said to Kotetsu. "I mean he's right about you and not just because he loves you. Erm�" his mouth snapped closed and his blush brightened. "Never mind."

"Um, thanks. But I didn't mean it toward you, either, I mean� fuck." Kotetsu groaned in frustration.

Izumo laughed. "You two are funny. Maybe you ought to just fuck and get it over with." He shook his head.

"ZUMO!" Both men shouted at the same time, causing the man in question to laugh harder. "Fine, fine, I'll stop. Anyway, you can just sort of tell these things with a lover, you know? And Kotetsu could tell that Kakashi wasn't completely honest."

"Though part of that, to be fair, is that he's not being honest with himself," Kotetsu interjected, his color fading.

"Right. But, if we can get him to actually admit it �" Izumo said.

"Even to himself," Kotetsu added.

"Then we think he'll finally get his head out of his ass and talk to you," Izumo finished.

"You know, a person could get dizzy talking to you two." Iruka chuckled. "Well, do you have a plan for this? And does he know you two are together now?"

"We do have a plan. He doesn't exactly know we're together yet," Kotetsu said and frowned. "I told him I needed some time. He's out on a mission right now. Due back on Sunday."

"Okay, well whatever you've come up with, we better get it moving quickly." Iruka said and they paused at the door to the Kunai. Izumo opened the door and held it for the other two men and they stepped through. They gave themselves a moment to adjust to the dim, smoky interior. As was the case for most Friday nights, it was crowded. The only ones not there, it seemed, were the shinobi on missions.

Anko was holding court at one of the large tables, a group of chuunin losing their money to her at poker. Iruka shook his head. At another table was Genma, Raido and Aoba with another jounin that Iruka didn't know personally. He scanned his memory. Daichi, that's the name. Aoba's long-time partner. He was one of those that Iruka just didn't talk to much.

He saw Yamato, Kakashi's sometime teammate, and� Gai? set up at the end of the bar. He spotted a few of his fellow teachers, the older generation of InoShikaCho at another table and the Inuzuka clan took up another booth.

There were some of his former students, now chuunin and jounin in their own right sprinkled throughout. He saw one of the other larger tables with most of Naruto's graduating class together along with Tenten and Neji. The rest of the place was filled in with a whole host of chuunin that he didn't readily recognize through the smoke and dim light. It seemed like a lot of people were home and most of them were in the bar that night.

They threaded through the tables toward the only open one that they could see. Unfortunately, that was taken up as they were walking toward it, so they turned toward Genma's table when he waved them over. "Hey," he greeted them with a grin around his ever-present senbon needle.

"Hello, Gen." Izumo said, grinning. Genma raised a questioning eyebrow. Izumo, who was standing between the other two, tilted his head toward Kotetsu and the older man nodded. "How are you guys?"

"Good, grab a seat, it's crazy tonight." Raido motioned to the room. They stole chairs from other tables and squeezed around one end. The waitress approached and they put in drink orders, then turned back. "How about you?"

Izumo figured Genma told him about what they'd talked about, but he wasn't sure he wanted to get into it in front of Aoba and Daichi. He glanced at Iruka who raised an eyebrow. This could be tougher than he thought to maintain appearances for the night. "We're doing good, thanks."

"So," Genma said, grinning and switching his attention to Kotetsu, "how many of the bets are you going to settle?"

Kotetsu raised an eyebrow. "Which bets?'

"Kakashi, of course." He shifted the senbon from one side to the other and back.

Kotetsu just shook his head. "Nope."

"What do you mean, nope? You have to settle some of them! Come on! "

"Nope. I'm not saying. In fact, I'd planned to withdraw my bids on Monday." Kotetsu picked up the bottle that had just been delivered and took a drink.

Genma sat up, blinking. "No way!"

"What?"

"You did fall in love with him!" He crowed, then dodged the shuriken Kotetsu threw.

Aoba and Daichi chuckled. "Better watch. The next one might be a kunai."

"Where'd you hide that?" Genma asked, staring at the simple shirt and pants Kotetsu was wearing. When he didn't get an answer, he just shrugged. "Okay, at least tell us� does he sleep?"

Kotetsu rolled his eyes. "That was a ridiculous bet to begin with. And you know the answer to that."

"You didn't answer the question. He's a machine, we're all convinced of it."

"He is not a machine." Kotetsu said, but couldn't stop the blush that came to his cheeks.

Genma laughed at the blush. "You still didn't answer the questions. Okay, fine." He paused, obviously flipping through his mental list of open bets. "Does he read anything besides porn?"

Kotetsu stubbornly kept his mouth shut.

Genma pursed his lips. "Does he own anything besides porn?"

Still nothing. This was almost fun. Iruka was having a hard time suppressing his laughter. He had no idea just how ridiculous some of the bets were. He had his own money on a few others, including what was under the mask, but some of these were terrible.

"Is he good in bed?" This earned snorts from the whole table. Kotetsu just raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, well, we kind of knew that, anyway. Um, top or bottom?"

Izumo was struggling to hold in the laughter. He was going to have to withdraw some of his own bets, too, knowing what he did. If Tetsu bottomed for him, there was no doubt he bottomed for the Copy nin. Kotetsu stubbornly maintained his silence.

"You guys are no fun!" Genma pouted.

"You're going to have to find another way to confirm it." Iruka said, suppressing his chuckles barely. "His lover's never going to tell."

"It's rare enough that we know that he actually has a lover in the first place!" He nearly whined it.

"Alright, Gen, leave the poor kid alone." Raido interceded on Kotetsu's behalf.

"Really, Gen, give the kid some credit for keeping his mouth closed," Aoba added.

"Besides, I thought you guys knew him longer than we did, anyway?" Iruka asked.

"Well, we know some stuff. Did a lot of missions way back when with him, that sort of thing. And yeah, we're friends, but he holds his cards close, even with his friends." Genma shrugged a shoulder. "I've never had the� um� pleasure of spending the night with him, though. One of the bets is that he leaves the mask up for sex." He looked hopefully toward Kotetsu who just shook his head.

"I'm not answering." Kotetsu smirked at the crestfallen expression on Genma's face.

"But� gah! The perfect opportunity and now Tetsu gets a conscience!"

The man in question laughed. "Sorry, man. You'll just have to find out somewhere else."

"I think we're about done." Daichi cut in, sighing. "We've got a mission in the morning, anyway."

Aoba looked at his watch. "Yeah, shit. Later guys."

Good nights were said, the other three shifted closer to the table and fresh drinks were ordered and waited for. "Okay, now. What happened?" Genma asked.

Raido nudged him, but Izumo held up his hand. "It's okay. I thought he would have told you earlier."

"He told me some of it." Raido said, taking a drink.

"Well, we actually think you might be able to help us." Izumo said and Genma perked up at this. "But�" he paused, watching the senbon bobbed in anticipation, "anything you learn can not be used to settle your bets."

The face was downright comical and all three of the chuunin tried to suppress their laughter and failed. "Okay." He said, sighing. "What do you want my help with?"
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Memories	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 958 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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