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Broken Kunai	By : MisatosPenPen Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Sasuke Views: 7784 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sasuke knew he was overreacting. This was only the fourth time Kakashi wasn't home when he returned from a mission late at night. Only the fourth. He was certain Kakashi wasn’t in the same state he found him that one time; Kakashi had promised not to get shitfaced again and Sasuke trusted him. So where was he?
He hated being alone. Every time he was alone, he got depressed over his family. Where was Kakashi? He thought about summoning Bisuke again to look for him, but he knew that was stupid. He didn’t really want to chase down Naruto or wake him—it was late—and he didn’t know the captain’s real name much less where he lived. His teammates were all headed home to families or bed and though they got along, they really weren’t close enough to hang out with. He didn’t have any other friends. He was lonely.
His snakes were respectful, but not very good company. His hawks were not friendly and the cats were a bit demanding. Dinka and Hina were the most affectionate of all his summons, but he didn’t want to deal with them. They weren’t like Kakashi’s dogs.
Sasuke sighed. He took out the vial of Kakashi’s blood and summoned one of the ninken. He purposely tried to summon Shiba and it worked. Shiba liked him.
“Eh, what’s up, Sasuke-kun?” The husky wagged his tail and looked happy to be summoned.
Sasuke lay on the bedroom floor. “Kakashi’s not here and I’m lonely.”
Shiba laid on Sasuke and Sasuke petted him and scratched his neck. They were comfortable like that for over an hour.
“Thanks,” Sasuke said. “I’m worried about Kakashi, but I feel foolish wanting to go out and find him. You’re good company.”
“You’re warm.”
“You sound like a cat.”
Shiba laughed. “You would know, cat-person.”
“Shut it, dog.”
Shiba nuzzled back down and Sasuke resumed petting him. Another hour passed and Shiba was getting worried too. Not about Kakashi, but about Sasuke. He’d hoped the boy would fall asleep, but he was still awake, stroking and scratching him. Not that Shiba didn’t enjoy the attention, but Sasuke was tired from a mission and should sleep, not work himself up over his truant master.
Finally, Kakashi returned. He followed the light to the bedroom. He was surprised to see Shiba and Sasuke lying on the floor. Shiba stood up and growled, his front paws on Sasuke’s stomach.
“Shiba?”
“How dare you worry your bitch!”
“Bitch?” Sasuke half rose.
“Well, you are the bottom,” Kakashi said.
Sasuke laid back down letting his head hit the floor. “I’m not female.”
“He’s been worried sick,” Shiba continued to berate his master. “He’s your bitch and he’s been worried as if he was whelping!”
“Hey.” But Sasuke couldn’t find it in himself to get as offended as should be. “And your paws are on the whelping bitch.”
Even though Shiba was arguing on his behalf, Shiba ignored him.
“Sorry, Shiba, Sasuke. I didn’t know when you were coming home.”
Sasuke waved the apology away. “Shiba kept me company.”
“Thank you, Shiba,” Kakashi said sincerely. “Come on, I’ll give you something to eat.”
Shiba walked on Sasuke to follow Kakashi to the kitchen.
“Thank you, Shiba,” Sasuke said as his tail crossed the bedroom threshold.
“No problem, Sasuke-kun.”
A few minutes later, Kakashi returned to find him still on the floor.
“You were worried about me?” Kakashi asked.
“I was lonely and none of my summons are very nice company.”
“Does the whelping bitch need help up.”
“No.”
Kakashi bent over and rubbed Sasuke’s stomach, still extra warm from Shiba’s body. “Did you even shower yet? I’ll take one with you if you want.”
“I’ll just stay here.”
“Come on, get off the floor.”
“So tired. What time is it?”
“After one.”
“Why were you out so late? You’re not drunk.”
“Out with some friends. I didn’t drink a lot after that warning you gave me. Hate the idea of becoming a pathetic, drunk, old man.”
“Ah. I don’t want to take a shower, I just want to sleep.”
“Come on, you can sleep in the bed.”
“Ah.” He lifted a hand and Kakashi hoisted him up.
They both stripped to their boxers and crawled into bed. Kakashi unstrapped his leg and let it fall to the floor and spooned him.
“You smell good even if you’re just back from a mission and dirty,” Kakashi said.
“I’d have a comeback if I didn’t want to slip into a coma.”
“You have the day off, sleep as long as you need to.”
Sasuke hummed and slipped off.
-----
Everything would have been fine, but the next time Sasuke came back from a mission, Kakashi was late. This time he just went to sleep and found Kakashi had returned during the night. That too might not have been an issue, but two missions later, Kakashi was gone again.
It was raining. It wasn’t late, but Sasuke was getting suspicious. The man didn’t have a job yet and he wasn’t getting drunk. Nor was he all sweaty from training. Where was he spending his time?
Sasuke went out in the courtyard and sat in the rain. Ino had put in a tipping bamboo fountain that filled up, then dropped, dumping its load. It was filling up faster than normal because of the rain. Sasuke was already soaked with sweat from running home after a mission, now he was even more soaked from the rain. It was cold on his flushed skin.
His skin was getting more flushed as he grew more emotional. Where was Kakashi?
Finally, he felt Kakashi approach, coming in through the front. He didn’t move, just stayed sitting on the ground in the rain.
“Sasuke?” Kakashi came out on the deck. “What are you doing sitting in the rain?”
“Depressed.”
“Yeah, so I gathered. Come inside.”
Sasuke stood up and joined Kakashi on the deck, but he didn’t head inside.
“Make love to me.”
“I will. Come inside.”
“I’m all wet. Let’s do it out here.”
“Are you serious?”
“It’s better than bathing, drying, having sex, then bathing again.”
“You don’t have to bathe after sex. We normally don’t. You’ll catch cold at this rate. Come inside, we’ll take a bath together and I’ll make love to you as many times as you want.”
Sasuke hugged him. “I love you.”
Kakashi hugged him back. “I love you too.”
They finally went inside and stripped and took a shower. Kakashi worked his fingers into Sasuke’s hair and massaged his scalp. His skin was cold, his hair even colder.
“How long were you sitting out there?”
“No idea.”
“Baka.” He put his arms around Sasuke and felt how cold his entire body was. He turned up the temperature of the water and then returned his arm to Sasuke’s body. “I suppose I shouldn’t worry; you’re immune to poisons, you’re probably immune to a cold. But I worry. They may call you the Ice Prince, but I know you Uchiha are hot blooded.”
Kakashi took Sasuke’s hand and guided his fingers to his mouth. Sasuke’s fingers were like ice. Kakashi didn’t do anything sexual as he intended, he just warmed them in his mouth. Done with the fingers of one hand, Kakashi switched his attention to an earlobe. It was cold too.
“Did something happen?” Kakashi whispered.
“No. I’m just depressed.”
“No sex tonight; I don’t think you can handle it. I’ll just cozy up to you all night. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You just want to be close. I’ll keep you close.”
“Yeah.”
-----
It started with aches when Sasuke woke up. He was on a mission and sleeping on the forest floor, but sleeping on moss was normal. He wasn’t so old that he should be achy from not sleeping in a bed; nevertheless the terrain wasn’t conducive to good sleep. Then he was having trouble breathing as they ran through the trees. He was getting weak. He hid his discomfort and kept up with his teammates.
Hara was the first to notice something wrong. Sasuke was gasping more than usual when they stopped to eat and sleep for the night.
“You alright, man?”
“Just a little winded.”
But then Mori couldn’t wake Sasuke for his watch. His breathing was raspy. His forehead was hot and, worse of all, Sasuke didn’t wake up when Mori touched him. Sasuke was ill.
“Well, shit.” He was actually hiding his panic really well. This was the only Uchiha left in the entire world and he was sick and miles from home.
Mori let Sasuke sleep and took his watch. He told the others when he woke them and Akihito was able to wake Sasuke.
“You’re sick; just how bad do you feel?”
“We’re within a day of the target, I can make it through.”
“Not answering my question.”
“A little weak and very tried. I can make it.”
“Charka levels?”
“I can sustain a Susanoo for about twenty minutes. I’m good to go.”
“The moment you feel too weak, you alert one of us.”
“I wouldn’t endanger your lives because I’m stubborn. I’ll let you know. Though, I don’t know what kind of shape I’ll be in tomorrow. If I grow too weak, I’ll summon a hawk to help me get home if I have the chakra.”
“Did you know you were sick when you left the village?”
“No, I’m not that stubborn or stupid.”
“Very well, we’ll continue until you are unable to fight.”
“Hai.”
-----
Kakashi was home this time when Sasuke’s mission was over. The bell at the gate rang and Kakashi opened it to find Mori carrying Sasuke on his back. Kakashi opened his mouth to speak, but Mori raised a hand to stop him.
“He’s very ill,” Mori whispered. “I don’t want to wake him.”
Kakashi moved aside and escorted him into the bedroom where Mori laid Sasuke on their bed.
“He grew ill, but stuck it out until the mission was completed,” Mori explained. “He collapsed after that. He has a fever and is rather weak. It’s probably just the flu, but you should take him to a doctor in the morning.”
“Hai. Thank you for taking care of him.”
Mori saw himself out and Kakashi prepared a hot bath. Sasuke started a coughing fit as the bath filled. Kakashi came back to find Sasuke sitting up.
“You must have caught a cold from sitting out in the rain,” Kakashi said, his face bare now that they were alone.
Sasuke didn’t say anything.
“I’m preparing a bath, get undressed.”
Kakashi went back to turn off the water and then to Sasuke’s horror, he came back to pick him up and carried him into the bathroom like a princess and laid him in the tub. To his further mortification, Kakashi scooped up water and poured it onto Sasuke’s head and started washing him like a child. Sasuke pouted and let Kakashi do as he liked. The water was hot, just shy of intolerable; the steam rose up and helped clear his sinuses. It relaxed his aching muscles, but it wasn’t doing anything for his fever. Yet, when the water Kakashi poured on his head cooled, it alleviated the heat in his head a bit.
“What had you so depressed that you sat out in the rain and got sick?”
Sasuke growled.
“Answer.” It was that captain tone of voice from back in Sasuke’s genin days.
“What are you doing when I come home and you’re not here?”
“Eh? That was what was worrying you? Well, I’ve been hanging out with some of my jounin friends, checking out the library and bookstores since I’ve nearly memorized Jiraiya’s novels, and I’m doing some extra training so I won’t be denied a job because I’m out of shape.”
“So, you haven’t been . . . with anyone else?”
“Eh? You think I would cheat on you?”
“. . .”
“You’re jealous,” Kakashi teased.
Sasuke looked at him and pouted again. Kakashi was smiling.
“I don’t like that you would think I would cheat on you, but I like the fact you’re jealous.”
“Shut up.”
“Even you can be juvenile.”
Sasuke frowned.
“You literally worried yourself sick.”
It was really adorable when Sasuke pouted and frowned at the same time. He looked like a little kid again.
Kakashi laughed and kissed his forehead. That completely disarmed Sasuke; Kakashi kissed him in the same spot that Itachi used to poke him. His hand came up instinctively to that spot to rub it as he had when his brother poked him. He blushed and his eyes drifted down.
It suddenly occurred to him how used he’d become to seeing Kakashi’s face. When they first started living together, Kakashi still kept his mask on even when no one else was around, but as time went on, Kakashi wore it less and less. He was still anal about it outside or when someone was around, but Sasuke had started taking that fact for granted. If Kakashi wouldn’t let another person see his face, there was no way he was going to have sex with someone else. Right?
Kakashi let Sasuke rinse off on his own and dry his own body, but Kakashi took over the duty of drying his hair. He even gathered warm nightclothes for him and helped him dress. Sasuke struggled at first, but then let Kakashi do what he wanted. Being stubborn was foolish and he decided being pampered for once wasn’t a bad thing. He hadn’t been treated like a child since he was eight. Kakashi seemed to be enjoying it anyway.
Kakashi put him to bed and tucked him in. “I’ll carry you to Shizune in the morning.”
Sasuke almost Sharinganed him.
Kakashi closed his eyes. “I guess I can just walk beside you to make sure you don’t fall over. Sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.”
-----
A step in the rear and grinning like an idiot behind his mask, Kakashi followed the irate and snotty Uchiha down the street.
Sasuke was bundled up and walking with his arms crossed tightly over his chest. He was irritated to be sick but he was more irritated that he’d done it to himself. He wasn’t looking forward to Shizune’s panicking over him again. If Tsunade got involved . . . He didn’t want a speech about children or his recklessness.
Luckily, Shizune had been alerted when Akihito came in to report in after the mission, so she was expecting him and not freaking out.
“It’s the flu,” she pronounced after examining him. “Rest and fluids.”
Sasuke pouted. Kakashi was smiling.
“I get you all to myself for a week or more.” Kakashi’s tail would be wagging if he were a dog.
“Take good care of him,” Shizune said.
“Oh, I will. I’ll make sure he has plenty of fluids.”
Sasuke glared at him. Shizune blushed.
Tsunade didn’t make an appearance, too busy to reprimand him for getting sick.
Sasuke led the way back home, making a stop at a tea shop to stock up.
-----
Sasuke tried to sleep on the sofa so Kakashi wouldn’t get sick since Kakashi refused to sleep on the sofa. However, Kakashi kept picking him up and taking him back to the bedroom. Then Sasuke tried literally kicking Kakashi out of the bed, but his lover was tenacious.
“My mask will filter out any virus,” Kakashi argued.
Sasuke pouted.
Having said that, Kakashi was resigned to staying masked until Sasuke recovered. But he got to cuddle with his ‘hot’ boyfriend until he recovered.
As much as Sasuke tried to put distance between them, he enjoyed the coddling and the attention.
But he was bored. He couldn’t train and he couldn’t go on missions. His team was given a replacement and sent back out. Sasuke growled at the thought.
He was also just the slightest bit worried. He knew his skills, he knew his teammates’ skills; he didn’t know his replacement’s skills. He was worried about his teammates’ safety.
Dizzy from a congested head, Sasuke staggered into the kitchen. He couldn’t taste anything so eating didn’t hold much appeal to him. He drank as much as he could though; it seemed to help with his fever. He groaned. He was hungry.
Kakashi appeared. He didn’t need to ask. He’d already made porridge for him and dished some out for him. Sasuke growled.
“I spent over three years in various places and climates. I lived underground. I developed immunity to venom and poison. I wasn’t sick once in those three years.”
“Really? You had venom and poisons injected into you, right?”
“Stomach pain and sweating, yeah. But I could breathe.”
It was really the first time Kakashi considered the suffering Sasuke must have endured to get that immunity. Maybe some of those scars he thought were from Haku were where Kabuto injected drops of deadly liquid into his blood.
“Your blood and semen aren’t poisonous, are they?”
Sasuke froze with the spoon on the way to his mouth. “I don’t think so. I think you’d be dead by now. Who knows, our interactions may be giving you immunity too.” Sasuke smirked.
Kakashi pulled his mask down to kiss Sasuke’s head. “Get well soon.” He pulled the mask back up, keeping to his promise to keep it up to avoid catching Sasuke’s flu.
Sasuke’s blush might be from his fever, but he looked too cute with rosy cheeks; Kakashi just stared at him for several seconds.
“Fuck off.”
Kakashi laughed as he walked away to let the Uchiha eat in peace without being stared at.
Of course, being alone, his worries came back to him. He wasn’t exactly friends with his teammates, but he tolerated them. He tolerated them even more than he did Naruto and Sakura. They were even more talented if not as powerful and they didn’t annoy him. He didn’t want any of them to die. If any of them got a scratch on these missions without him, he was going to flay his replacement. Then he had the horrifying thought that Sai was once again replacing him on his team.
“You’re going to boil the porridge if you keep glaring at it like that.”
Kakashi was still hovering like a mother hen; he couldn’t stand to be more than ten feet from him for more than five minutes.
“I thought you were going to stop staring at me.”
“That glare of yours is about to make the rice burn. I can smell it.”
“Lair.”
“You’re lucky I don’t have at least one of my nin-ken looking after you every second I might have my back turned. Especially while you’re sick. So why are you gracing that bowl with your Uchiha Death Glare?”
“What if that bastard Sai is my replacement on my team?”
“He’s on Naruto’s team.”
Sasuke grumbled.
“You are indeed a jealous little imp, aren’t you?”
Oh, now that elicited the cutest response ever: red cheeked rage with a pout.
“I am not jealous of that cheap imitation of me.”
Kakashi laughed. “You are and you’re jealous of some phantom lover on the side that I don’t have. You know, someone so pretty shouldn’t get so jealous. Especially when you’re so powerful you could immolate any person I got near and kill Sai in a minute.”
“I wouldn’t need that long.”
“Sai’s off with Naruto’s team on a mission; he wasn’t sent with your team. Eat.”
“Are you going to stalk me the entire time I’m sick?”
“Yes.”
“I’m really missing living alone right now.”
“You got yourself sick; I don’t trust you to eat properly.” Kakashi leaned back against the counter and pulled out his book.
“That’s almost as bad as staring at me.” Sasuke ate his meal nevertheless, but he was sending glares at his lover even though Kakashi’s eyes never left the pages of that damn porn book.
Then, just like when Kakashi drugged him, Sasuke unconsciously hummed. Warm food and the exhaustion of leaving bed left Sasuke sleepy. Kakashi helped Sasuke up and back to bed.
Sasuke lay on his side and leaned forward presenting his back to his lover. He flexed his back as if in discomfort. Kakashi knelt behind him and petted his back. Sasuke hummed and Kakashi pressed a little harder, giving him a light rubdown. The rubbing forced air from Sasuke’s lungs making him hum.
“Hit my back,” Sasuke struggled to say.
Kakashi leaned sideways to swing his fist against Sasuke back with some force, but not enough to injure him. The third hit set Sasuke into a coughing fit. Sasuke coughed almost so hard to make him vomit. Kakashi put a hand on his shoulder to provide support and ready to pull him up to help him.
“Thank you,” Sasuke said after settling down and gasping for a few seconds.
Sasuke settled down and quickly fell asleep. Kakashi kept his hand on Sasuke’s upper arm until he was certain Sasuke was completely unconscious.
-----
Sasuke was spending most of his time in bed, drinking tea and blowing his nose when he was awake. Kakashi dragged Sasuke out to the courtyard to walk once a day when it was warmest to get fresh air and some exercise. Sasuke went right back to bed.
To have Sasuke in his bed and not be allowed to touch him was starting to drive Kakashi mad. Over a week spent without him while he was on a mission and now days with him here but untouchable . . .
Kakashi got in behind his lover. “You know, I’ve heard sex is good for clearing up your sinus.”
Sasuke half turned to look incredulously at him. “No. I don’t want you to get sick too.”
“Who cares if I get sick? I’m not working.”
“I’ll be sent out as soon as I’m well and you’d be sick here alone.”
“I don’t need a nursemaid. You don’t either, but I like doing it. I’ve also heard sex is good for the immune system.”
“No. Frankly, the thought of you thrusting into me makes me nauseous.”
“Thanks,” Kakashi said sourly.
“I don’t mean it that way. I’m really not in the mood or able to do anything without vomiting.”
Kakashi rubbed his arm. “I understand. I won’t force you. But the moment you do feel like it, I’ll be in the mood.”
“I’m sure you will.”
Kakashi kept petting his arm, more affectionately than in sexual invitation. “You know, I sometimes fear our relationship is too based on sex.”
“Me too. But it’s not. We’ve been there to support the other during rough times and when I’m out there thinking about you, I’m not thinking about the sex.”
“That’s not what I think about either. Except when I’m horny and missing you. And I’m not getting off with anyone else, I promise.”
“Good.”
“I love you.”
“I love you. Now let me sleep.”
“A cat indeed.”
“And you’re a hyperactive dog that just wants to hump my leg.”
“Not entirely untrue.”
-----
Sasuke was at the height of his illness while on the battlefield. With medication, Sasuke was on the mend pretty quickly. He was still sidelined for a second mission.
Being home and voluntarily keeping his—sexual—distance from Kakashi was boring. During he second week, he went out with Kakashi for everything just to get out of the house. Today, they were just shopping, but Sasuke was easily exhausted. His body still ached and his head felt fuzzy from congestion and he just really wanted to go back to bed.
“Sasuke-sensei!” The cry caught them both by surprise.
Sasuke’s erstwhile students ran up to them. It wasn’t at joy of seeing him; they were running up to him with purpose. Sasuke didn’t say anything in greeting, waiting to hear what the hell was going on.
“Shoma-sensei won’t recommend us for the chunin exams,” Ryouta complained.
“It’s your first year as genin,” was Sasuke’s simple reply.
“You went to chunin exams in your first year,” Kazue argued.
“Well, this guy,” Sasuke shrugged toward Kakashi, “just wanted to make a point with us. He wanted us traumatized.”
“Well, not traumatized . . .” Kakashi chimed in.
“We weren’t put in the exam to really succeed, more to train us further. And maybe because his,” referring to Kakashi again, “friends were also recommending their students and he knew we were on or above their level.”
“Pride may have played a role,” Kakashi admitted.
“But you’ve trained us yourself!” Ryouta insisted. “We’re strong enough.”
Kakashi admired Sasuke’s ability not to roll his eyes; Kakashi knew him well enough that he was in spirit.
“I’m not really your sensei. I don’t think I have the authority to recommend you.”
“But you were our sensei,” Ryouta insisted.
“And people will listen to you if you say we’re ready,” Kazue added.
“Okay, I’ll make you a deal: I’ll give you a test. If you pass, I’ll recommend you. If you fail, you won’t go through this or the next exam.”
“Deal!”
“Deal!”
Saki wasn’t as sure. “Deal.”
“I’ll be fair and not use my Sharingan or a summon. We’ll do it tomorrow. I’ll see which training field is empty. We’ll meet at the bridge.”
They went away satisfied.
“Need to borrow my bells?” Kakashi asked.
“Those were your sensei’s; they’re too precious. Anyway, this isn’t about teamwork.”
“Just don’t destroy them.”
“Hn.”
-----
Kakashi could not pass up a chance to see Sasuke in action. Shoma also came to watch his students go up against the Uchiha.
They followed Sasuke and his students to an empty training field. He set down an alarm clack much like the one Kakashi had once used.
“Come at me with the intent to kill. Land a good hit and you pass. And don’t even try genjutsu; you’ll just waste chakra. Even if I lowered my defenses, I can’t be affected by genjutsu. I’ll give you until noon.”
Kakashi was a little concerned because Sasuke wasn’t completely healthy yet. To protect the kids from getting sick, he wore a mask like Kakashi’s that tied around his mouth.
“Go.”
These three didn’t put up as much of a fight as Naruto and Sasuke during Kakashi’s test, but more than Sakura did. Granted, Sakura went down quick with a genjutsu. Sasuke’s purpose was not to pit them against each other or try to make them realize they needed to work as a team—these three already worked well together—he was just teaching them that they had no idea what power and skill was yet. But he didn’t try to demoralize them as he had been by Orochimaru during the chunin exams; just show them they had too much left to learn.
The trio of young ninja unleashed every technique they had ever learned. Sasuke didn’t insult them by not moving an inch; he did take a few steps. But he defended himself with his arms, legs, and a kunai in each hand.
“Good chakra control,” Kakashi commented.
“That was all Sasuke-san,” Shoma said. “They’ve been practicing with chakra control since.”
“Not a bad Water Dragon Bullet.”
“He blocked it with a kunai?” Shoma was amazed.
“Sort of a chakra shield around his hand and channeled through the kunai. He could use Susanoo, but that would be overkill. I taught him that one.”
Ryouta, Kazue, and Saki exhausted themselves and Sasuke hadn’t made a single offensive move.
“Concede?”
It looked like the boys were about to admit defeat, but Saki stood up. “No.”
Sasuke’s face shifted just a little. There was a shadow of respect there. Kakashi knew though that no matter how much respect Sasuke had for her determination, he was not going to hand them the victory.
“You have ten minutes left.”
The boys pulled themselves up. Saki dragged her teammates away from Sasuke to strategize.
Sasuke waited patiently without moving. He really wanted to go to bed. He was getting hungry too. He wanted lunch and to curl up in bed. He hoped Kakashi would lie down with him for a while until he fell asleep.
Sleep. He really wanted to sleep.
He wasn’t so in love with the thought of his own pillow to not notice when his three opponents broke up their strategizing session.
He blocked a kunai aimed at his face with his right hand. The movement blocked his eyesight for a moment. One of the three advancing on him was suddenly gone. Not using his Sharingan, he couldn’t see where that chakra was, but he had his other senses. He turned slightly to the right to mule kick Kazue who was coming in on his left, no doubt thinking Sasuke’s right side was his dominant side. Few knew he was ambidextrous; most thinking he was right handed because of his sword.
Saki swept in to try to kick Sasuke’s legs from under him. Sasuke’s left leg hadn’t come down from the mule kick; he jumped with his right leg. Ryouta sailed through the air at him. Sasuke dropped the kunai from his left hand and grabbed Ryouta’s wrist, turning him away and using it to move his own body to the side.
Kazue hadn’t recovered from the kick to the gut, but Saki was up and delivering a spin kick just as Sasuke was landing. He let the momentum of his descent continue until he was crouched under the kick. He straightened up quickly and turned.
And stopped dead.
Kakashi was standing there with bugged eyes and comically long, masked, face. His hair was swept up in the wrong direction and he just looked . . . absurd. The ridiculousness of the image made Sasuke freeze.
Saki and Ryouta moved in to take advantage of Sasuke’s distraction, but defense was instinctual to Sasuke. He back flipped away.
The timer went off.
Kakashi actually resembled his facsimile as he looked at it. He was crestfallen that was how these kids saw him.
The fake Kakashi turned back into Kazue. “I couldn’t get it right,” he complained, a little winded from the kick.
“You did well, but you failed to land a hit. I didn’t use a single ninjutsu. However, your determination to not give up, Saki, was admirable. And that last strategy was all excellent. You won’t be going to this exam, but I’m not forbidding the next one. But you will respect Shoma-sensei’s opinion on whether you are ready by then.”
“Was it actually possible to hit you?” Saki asked.
“Maybe.”
“That’s not an answer,” Ryouta complained.
“Ramen or BBQ?” Sasuke asked.
“BBQ,” all three answered without missing a beat. They were definitely not like Team Seven, and for that Sasuke was very glad.
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Coming home with a wallet heavier than it ever was after having lunch with Naruto, Sasuke fulfilled his promise to himself and headed straight to the bedroom when they got home. He stripped down and crawled into bed.
And as if Kakashi had been able to read his mind earlier, he stripped and got in with Sasuke.
Kakashi had taken off his mask. Sasuke looked up at his lover. “Wear your mask more. I don’t want to get so used to your face that I stop appreciating just how beautiful you are.”
Sasuke turned onto his side and Kakashi molded his body to his. Sasuke wasn’t unaware of the erection the rubbed his ass cheek; he just didn’t care enough to stay conscious.
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