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All�s Fair Chapter Two

Warning: Lots of sex. Lots of man on man sex, though not as much as next chapter. Hehehe. Swearing�probably�mild non con�uh�some violence.
Diclaimer: Don�t own Naruto or the characters, I just like making them do dirty things. Don't make money writing them either...

A/N: Hey all! Here�s chapter two. Huge props to Dragon for editing it. It�s rather lengthy. Lots of drama so hold on to your hats�who wears hats anymore. Okay, REVIEW PLEASE!! I know it�s not my usual Kakairu but we�ve been working on it like crazy and I�m pretty proud of all the work we�ve done so let us know what you like and or don�t like. Okay. Read on!

Genma stretched and patted his once again clothed arms. He never thought the rough weave of the military ODs would feel so good against his skin. He'd thrown them on with Tenzou's approval when he'd gotten up, enjoyed a delightful meal of army gruel and was now heading down toward the training field with the rest of the unit. Iruka was walking with Kotetsu and Izumo but looked different somehow. It wasn't sadness or bashfulness as per usual after he'd had a nightmare but something akin to determination. It was bizarre but refreshing to see. Hopefully this change was for the better. He sped up for a few seconds to catch up to Tenzou.

"Sir? Sir, I just wanted to apologize again for last night. I didn't mean to...insinuate that...uh..." He scratched the back of his head nervously. "See Iruka has become sort of a good luck charm for my guys and me, and on top of that he's a good man who's been through some heavy shit. I'd just hate to see him..."

"Genma" Tenzou said pointedly "Iruka isn't a child. I understand that you where worried I would hurt him, that's fine. But you don't have to worn me off of being to hard on him. I'm sure he doesn't appreciate you telling me about his past." He turned to face Genma, "you are a Sergeant, Shiranui. You are here to be a leader of men not boys. Treat them as men and they will act like men" Tenzou patted Genma on the shoulder and stepped up the pace to get a head of the men so he could explain the first station.

When Tenzou got to the first training station Raidou was waiting for them. "Good morning, Lieutenant Namiashi." He greeted the scarred man pleasantly knowing it would annoy the somber brunet.

Raidou rolled his eyes. "It baffles me every morning when I see you smiling like you are prancing through a fucking meadow!" Raidou said in an astounded voice. He looked at the men approaching "Sergeant Shiranui is to report to the medic tent and I need to talk with Private Umino" He informed Tenzou.

"You know Namiashi if you smiled more instead of the constant intense glare like it's the end of the world at all times you wouldn't be getting those wrinkles" Tenzou pointed his finger to the center of his own mocking scowl "right there" he quickly turn and shouted to his men "Alright get in formation now. Except for Sergeant Shiranui and Private Umino I want both to report to me."

Iruka glanced nervously at Genma as they stepped away from the group. "Are we in trouble? Do you think they found out about the..."

"Shut up, Kiddo. Just deny everything unless you're sure they've caught you," the honey haired man whispered as they approached their platoon leader. In all honesty he was terrified for the brunet but he was trying to take Tenzou's words to heart. He had been fairly protective of Iruka and it probably wasn't helping him. They both came to a stop in front of the Lieutenant and squared their shoulders.

"Sergeant Shiranui you are to report to the medic tent" Tenzou said in an all business tone "Private Umino you are to accompany Lieutenant Namiashi. You will both have to make up for your absences when you are able to return. Dismissed."

Genma watched Iruka leave over his shoulder as he himself headed for the medical tent. He nervously pushed aside the curtain and immediately straightened up as his eyes fell on his CO. "Sir, you requested to see me?" He glanced around the makeshift room and saw the medic he'd seen yesterday...for about two minutes, standing beside the exam table. His eyes darted back to the CO. 'He can't possibly expect me to get another physical today after what happened last time!'

"Strip down Sergeant. You had a rough day yesterday. I have to make sure my men stay in good health till battle, can't have you getting sick with infection from crawling in the sand naked and cut up" Kakashi said with a mocking tone to his voice. But he stayed in his chair near the supply table.

"Uhhh, I'm sure they're fine, Sir. I had a shower last night." He tried to talk his way out of taking off his clothes. He knew exactly where this was going. Seeing no inch given in the single storm grey eye he sighed and stripped off his shirt, pants and boxers. He sat down the exam table, exposing his back to both the medic and Kakashi.

The Medic got to work removing all the wraps and bandages, then cleaning the wounds. Kakashi gave an internal sigh 'oh Iruka'. "You got a lot of bandages there Shiranui. A lot more then come in a standard supple kit" the Captain commented.

"..." Genma said nothing. Even if they did know it was Iruka he wouldn't say something that would get the brunet lashed along with him. He winced as the medic pulled off a butterfly closure and reopened one of Iruka�s perfectly sealed wounds. He looked straight a head and saw that he could see his CO in the mirror on the side of the room, smirking in self-righteously at him as the medic pulled the bandages off.

"You of course know that taking Military supplies with out permission is a very serious crime right?" he said with a cool smile meeting Genma's eyes in the mirror. "You can be dishonorably discharged for stealing or knowing of theft and not reporting it."

Genma met his CO's eye in the mirror, his mood steely. "I wonder what an officer can be dishonorably discharged for...Sir." He knew that this was dangerous territory and this could easily backfire on him.

"As far as I know that medical exam I had yesterday isn't exactly standard practice."

"It takes more then excepting a slut�s invitation to get an officer discharged. And a hell of a lot more to get him dishonorably discharged. There is a lot of really bad shit an officer could do before he was given the shaft... so to speak." Kakashi kept his tone bored even though he wanted to walk over there and slap some manners into that mouth.

"Turn around" the medic quietly ordered "and sit back on the bench."

Genma hung his head as his bluff had failed. He had no intention of reporting Kakashi for pretty much anything he might do but it would help to have a little leverage. He moved into the position the medic had indicated but shot a no nonsense look at his CO.

"Are you positive, Sir? Cuz I seem to remember in basic..."

"Shiranui shut your shit sucking trap" Kakashi snarled as he rose from his chair and over to Genma the medic stepping back out of the way then moving out of the tent quickly. Kakashi grabbed a fist full of Genma's hair and pulled him right so there noses were touching. "You have nothing on me so shut the fuck up. You have already got in my bad books for being a whore but I'm still here trying to help you. You are a Sergeant now you need to act like one. You can not allow your men to commit crimes no matter how good natured their intentions are. I have heard very good things about that boy from a few people including you. I want to be able to see these things for myself. But if you don't get control over your men then I will not get the chance too" Kakashi released Genma's hair with a bit of a shove. "You do not want to be on my bad side for long, Shiranui!" He snapped then walked out of the tent pulling his bore look back over his face.

Genma released a ragged breath and glanced down between his legs. He'd never been so hard in his entire life. Getting up on shaky legs and looked at the curtain Kakashi had just passed through. Adrenaline was still coursing through is veins and he touched his scalp where Kakashi had wrenched his hair. It had hurt. Not a lot but it had definitely hurt...and he'd liked it.

The whole idea was a little disturbing for him but he'd liked being intimidated by the Captain. The feeling of fear had only seemed to heighten his arousal and when Kakashi had stood over him and wrenched his head back he knew something had changed within him. He used to be a seme. He used to top and never bottom but there was something about Kakashi that had him all turned around. Hell, he'd even offered himself to the man on their first meeting!

He quickly redressed and turned his attention back to the real problem at hand. Hopefully Lieutenant Namiashi was taking it easy on Iruka.

Kakashi held in the roar of frustration as he walked away from the medic tent. 'Fucking cocky little shit thinking he could threaten me. FUCK!' his mind roared for him. The wind picked up, Kakashi turning his back to avoid the hated sand from getting in his eye. When he looked up he saw Lieutenant Namiashi standing by as Private Umino strained to work through the suicides he had been assigned. 'Well it looks like Raidou had better luck then I did.' He looked back to the medic tent and adjusted his pants. 'That Sergeant drives me crazy in too many ways.' Kakashi shook his head then headed off to his tent to jerk the thought of Sergeant Shiranui right out of his mind.

Iruka tried not to look nervous as he stood in front of the hulking Lieutenant. The man had just been standing there for over a minute, saying nothing, staring at him as if trying to will the information from his brain. He was doing a pretty good job too. Iruka already wanted to apologize and take whatever punishment the man was going to dish out. 'But what if that punishment is an immediate transfer out of the unit?'

"Uh...Sir? Was there something you wanted?" he kept his desire to shift his weight at bay as the Lieutenant continued to observe him coolly. Was this some kind of psychological test because it was starting to feel that way?

Raidou gave a heavy sigh "Follow me please" Raidou said in a toned down, commanding voice. He led Iruka into his private tent. He pointed to a fold out stool for Iruka to sit on, while he sat on the edge of his bed. He watched Iruka's every move carefully as he nervously took a seat on the stool not really meeting his eyes.

"Private Umino this is my private tent I'm giving you permission to speak freely. As will I." He ran his fingers through his rusty coloured hair "Iruka I saw what you did last night. I saw you taking supplies." He looked at Iruka who was looking down at his feet "What do you have to say about this? And please look at me."

Iruka raised his eyes slowly to the man in front of him, his breath and voice evading him for several seconds before it all came out in a rush.

"Sir, I'm so sorry. I never do things like this but you should have seen the Sergeant's back. I'm not one to question orders but wasn't it a bit harsh to have him doing the trench run naked? I didn't want him to get an infection 'cause he's a good man and a really good soldier and the Captain seems to hate him already and I hate to think about going into battle without him because he taught our squad more in basic than anyone else did." Iruka drew a deep breath to fill his emptied lungs and looked at the scarred brunet for a reaction.

"My name is Raidou. You can call me that while we are here" Raidou said in his kindest non mocking voice, it was a voice really use but Iruka seemed to bring it out in him. "Your explanation is exactly why we are sitting here talking and not in front of the Captain. Iruka the Captain and I both have heard many good thing about you and we wish to see these things for ourselves, but if you do stupid things like this again I'm not going to be able to protect you or Genma. Do you realize that you have put Genma in danger as well? He knows what you did and he didn't report you. He might as well have done it himself." Raidou gave Iruka a moment to let that sink in. "The Captain is a hard ass and he does a lot that seems insane to most. But when you have been with him as long as I have you start to see that it is not so insane, and if you tilt your head just right it is genius. You have to have faith in your CO's Iruka, Genma is our Sergeant just like you are Genma's Private we are not going to let Genma get sick and die. We are not going to risk his life for no reason. But he does have to learn the proper respect for his CO's. The Captain and I will punish as we see fit and you can not interfere if you question our authority here it means we can't trust you to follow our orders in the field. Do you understand?"

Iruka nodded his head slowly, trying to process everything he�d just been told most of it he'd known of course but maybe he'd just needed to hear it. This camp, this unit, was so different from his previous, even though some of the people were the same. He looked up into the surprisingly caring face of the company's EX O and decided right then and there that he would trust them...at least to the extent of orders.

"I understand, Si...uh, Raidou. Genma already made me promise not to do it again. You can be sure I won't." He saw the Lieutenant nod and move as if to get up. "Uh, Sir...I mean, Raidou? Are we still speaking freely?" The scarred brunet eyed him with curiosity and nodded again.

"Well...It's just...out of all the specialty training that we could have signed up for Genma insisted that we come here. He said that Captain Kakashi was the best and he wanted to serve with the best. As far as I know he respects, even idolizes him. So I guess what I�m trying to ask is, why does the Captain hate Sergeant Shiranui?"

Raidou looked hard at Iruka while he contemplated the answer to Iruka's question. He scratched the back of his head and gave a twisted little smile "Well Iruka the Captain hates the Sergeant because he is the Captain" he gave a deep quiet chuckle like thinking of an inside joke. "He doesn't like Sergeants; they are all cocky, brown nosing shits to him. He even hated me when I came to his camp." He reached out and placed his hand on Iruka's knee "Now we are talking freely but the words we speak here go no further" when he could see Iruka understood he pulled his hand away and continued "The Captain doesn't like anything given to him. If he wanted something he works for and takes it himself. Your friend must have offered him something he felt should have been worked for. Something like that would have pissed him off because it cheapened what he thought he wanted. But that is between the Captain and the Sergeant; you should stay as far from that as you can. Does that make sense to you?"

Iruka nodded vehemently this time. "Yes, that's quite clear. I hope he comes around though. Genma's a good soldier. I know I�ve said that before but he really is." He thought about how the Captain treated Genma yesterday and how he treated Raidou. It would be great if the Captain would treat the honey haired man with as much respect.

Raidou patted him on the knee "Don't sell yourself short there, Iruka, you are a very good soldier as well." Raidou stood up and gave his back a bit of a stretch before looking back to Iruka "Ok then a few more word of friendly advice before I turn back into your bastard CO again. If you are worried for the health of a team member or anyone on camp even if the injury is caused by me or the Captain. Come to us and in a formal manner express your concern and ask permission to treat them. If you had of come to me last night with concern for Genma I would have given the supplies to you. Don't assume we are compete heartless bastards as much as we act like it. Oh and on that note for god's sake don't tell people how nice I was to you. So if you have troubles come to me or the Captain if you can't find us Tenzou is a very good person and will help you how ever you need." Raidou patted Iruka's shoulder "And on a final note stay away from the painter with he dark hair and the brunet with the fangs, both are ripe with STD's. Anymore questions while you have this very rare opportunity?" Raidou waited by the tent door for Iruka's reply.

"Probably dozens, but I can't think of a single one right now," Iruka said with a small grin. Why couldn't he think of something now when it really mattered?

"That's too bad I was enjoying talking with you Iruka" Raidou said in his kind voice before continuing in his mean as shit Lieutenant�s voice. "Private Umino for acting without proper authority you will give me 200 suicides and will have latrine duty for three day. Now get the fuck out there in that hell sent sand and give me my suicides" Raidou's voice was almost a roar. He pulled open the tent door and stepped outside "Why don't I see you Private? Why am I standing here alone when I should be seeing you sweating your balls off?"

Iruka jumped to his feet and raced in front of the officer. "Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir. Two hundred suicides." Iruka winced at the thought of how tired he was going to be after this as he dropped to the ground and kicked out his feet before jumping vertical again. "One..."

Iruka stepped forward as a lieutenant from another platoon who�s name he thought was Iwashi called for the medics. He was so tired from the freaking up downs that he could hardly stand but now it was his turn to show what he could do and somehow his body was completely ready.

"Alight, maggots, this is a standard battle field simulation. Your platoons will be on the field and your job will be to rescue as many of them as possible in the allotted time. Oh, and one more thing," the Sergeant sneered at the five medics that were standing at attention before him, "To simulate a real battle field you will be fired upon with rubber bullets. They won't kill you but they do hurt so try not to get shot! Take your positions!"

Iruka walked over to his fox hole which was already occupied by Shikamaru and Genma. The sandy haired man handed him a strip of cloth, which he immediately tied around his forehead, and his med kit. Shikamaru arched an eyebrow taking in his platoon's band aid with amusement. "Who do you think you are, Rambo?" Iruka just smiled and clapped the lazy young man on the shoulder.

"You better hope so."

�Private.� Iruka looked up to see Tenzou looking at him from cover a few feet away. �You�re the medic for the platoon. Save as many comrades as you can.� Iruka gave a short nod and

"Medic's ready...Begin!" Gunfire erupted around them and Iruka could see the blanks hitting the ground around their trench. Genma and Shikamaru began shooting at the moving targets that had been set up across the field. This simulation was a lot more real than any he'd been in so far but he was pleased to see that it didn't really faze him. He could hear Tenzou shouting at the men, trying to keep them focused.

"Look for movement, find your targets!"

"MEDIC!" He'd barely registered Kiba's call before he was out of the cover and dodging the fake bullets as he sprinted across the open ground. He dived behind a rock and waited about ten seconds as he heard bullets impacting his protection. 'Covering fire' was shouted by his platoon leader and he jumped up again, running through the fake MG fire like a maniac. He dove into another fox hole and saw Kiba clutching his shoulder.

"Hang tough. You'll be okay. Just a flesh wound." He pulled out a bottle of saline and dumped it on the unwounded shoulder before quickly and expertly wrapping it with a standard field bandage. He was about to administer an injection when he heard another cry. He pretended to stick Kiba in the arm with the glass capsule and dashed off again.

He couldn't believe he was running so brazenly through the supposed fire, dodging bullets left and right. Maybe it was because it wouldn't actually kill him but he couldn't help but get a thrill out of being in such danger.

Ten minutes later and he still hadn't been hit once, though not for lack of trying on the part of his adversaries. The team that was trying to pick off the medics was good. Only one other medic hadn't been hit yet.

"MEDIC! Kiddo, get over here!" Iruka looked down the opposite end of his area where Izumo was nursing a fake head wound. He sprinted to his friend, trying to think about what this would mean if they had been using real bullets. He glanced at Kotetsu who was now aggressively taking out the cardboard targets.

"We have to get him off the line." Kotetsu nodded and waited for Iruka to finish wrapping his boyfriend's head before they each took one of Izumo's arms and began dragging him to a safe zone that had adequate cover. They were only a few feet away when a blank caught Kotetsu in the leg.

"I'm hit!" he cried as he collapsed to ground. Iruka grabbed the back of both collars and somehow managed to pull them both the rest of the way. He quickly wrapped the 'injured' calf and gave the fake morphine to both men before dashing back out into the fray.

"MEDIC!!!!" The call hadn't come from his platoon this time. It was from one of the platoons that had lost their band aid already. The other medic who was left was in the section between them moved toward the call but when he didn't enter the other territory Iruka took off at top speed, running through three platoons before he got the injured man. This platoon had a lot of injured now and almost every hole was calling out to him.

"CEASE FIRE!" Iruka clapped the 'wounded' man on the shoulder and smiled as the man thanked him for coming to his rescue rather cheekily. Chuckling they walked back to the middle of the field where everyone was gathering up around the CO. Kotetsu and Izumo wrapped an arm around his shoulder and tussled his hair affectionately while Genma just smiled and told him he'd 'done good'.

"Umino." The brunet's attention snapped forward again as he heard Raidou's fierce growl ahead of him.

"Sir."

"Why did you move out of your designated area?"

Swallowing thickly, Iruka tried to remember if it had been an actual order to stay in his area or not. "I'm sorry Sir. I must have misunderstood the orders. A wounded man is a wounded man. If this was a real battle I wouldn't just be helping my platoon." He shifted nervously, hoping he hadn't made a mistake.

Raidou's face was held hard and serious 'til he clapped a hand on Iruka's shoulder. "That is exactly the answer I was looking for," he said in his deep commanding voice. He looked back up to the men "Private Tarou You were much closer and had no men of your platoon calling for you. You did very well with your men but a Konoha soldier is a Konoha soldier if you can save one of our men without risking more then you should do so. No where in your orders did it say medics could not cross platoon lines." His voice was firm and loud like he was berating a group of misbehaving children who should know better. "I expect this from all of you. You do what you can to save each other with two guidelines, as long as you are not endangering other comrades and are not disobeying orders. Listen to your orders exactly. Your CO's have been trained to give orders exactly as they sound. Lieutenant Daiki gave specific orders 'You are the medic of your platoon save every comrade you can.' He could not be more clear then that." Raidou stepped back then and Tenzou took off his helmet and stepped up.

"Good work men. No one died. Private Kamizuki most likely wouldn't make it though the night but that is not the fault of the medic. He was brought to safety and that is what matters, he was given the chance to live or to die in friendly hands. This is war, your friend and teammates will die. If you follow orders, do your job, and stay sharp then we can keep each other alive and strong." He gave a moment for his words to sink in before continuing "Great job on all fronts next time it had better be perfect. Sergeants, get your men stretched, clean, and fed." Tenzou looked over to Raidou who nodded with a twisted smirk. Tenzou shook his head and looked back to the men "The Captain has a special training session for us this afternoon. Good luck, see you there. Dismissed."

Tenzou stood along side Raidou as they watched the Sergeants gather their men and start leading them away. They watched too see how they treated their men after such an exercise. He tried to watch the other platoons but he kept getting drawn to Sergeant Shiranui's platoon. He looked at Raidou from the corner of his eye and noticed Raidou was having the same problem. It wasn't that that platoon held some of the sexiest men to join the army but it was what their Sergeant had taken the extra steps to do. He was acting like Private Kamizuki had indeed received a head injury and was giving a pep talk to he men. Reassuring them that everything will be done to save their team mate but they had to let that go and move on. That he understood their grief that Izumo was his friend as well. It was really quite brilliant. But what kept taking Tenzou's eye while Genma held his ears was Iruka. He made his rounds to each man checking for minor wound that could become more. But when he got to Kotetsu... -Tenzou had to fight back his sigh of want- Iruka had placed his arm over Kotetsu's shoulder and pulled him in for a strong hug and whispered what Tenzou could only imagine was private encouragement. Gods, he�s such a strong caring man. The way he ran through bullets without hesitation or fear to save any soldier he could; to this the protective, thorough medic with the soft voice of encouragement. It was a beautiful sight. Tenzou turn to Raidou when Genma lead his men away. "Damn good Sergeant," he commented.

"Damn good medic" Raidou replied. They walked away together to get their lunch and write there reports on the exercise.

"Would you sit down for a second?"

"I told you, I'm fine. Would you stop mothering me?"

Iruka placed his hands on his hips and huffed. "You're going want my mothering when you get shot for real. Now sit down and don't move before you fall and hit your head making it worse."

Izumo glared heatedly but complied, plopping down on the sandy ground as his boyfriend sat beside him and gently kissed his bruised forehead.

"Sir! Lieutenant Namiashi..." Iruka's chest heaved as he finally caught up with the first and second Lieutenants. "Sir, I'd like to request two hours of respite for PFC Kamizuki. That blank caught him in the temple and even though he denies anything is wrong I think he's pretty dizzy. If he was ordered to lay down for an hour or two it would do him a world of good."

Raidou nodded in greeting to Iruka. He looking past the long haired brunet while he spoke; he could see Kotetsu coddling the cute little soldier in question. Raidou's teeth clenched. 'Won�t be for long,' his mind eased him. "That is very sound reasoning Private. I've been impressed with your work today"

"Very impressed," Tenzou added which received him a sharp glare from Raidou.

"I believe Lieutenant that the Private asked to speak with me. I don't remember hearing your name" Raidou snapped

"Yes Sir. Sorry Sir." Tenzou saluted Raidou then gave a quick smile and wink at Iruka before turning and walking off to care for his business

"I'm please you came to me with this Iruka. I was heading back to my barracks to eat and write my report. I will keep Private Kamizuki with me, I'll make sure he gets feed and rested before this afternoons training. I'll keep an eye to make sure he has no side effects from his injury. Will that satisfy your concerns Private?" Raidou started to walk toward Sergeant Shiranui's platoon.

Izumo had to admit that he felt a lot better lying down. His head was throbbing and now so was his groin on account of Kotetsu kissing his neck. His neck was one of his most sensitive spots and he was quite sure that his lover knew that he was getting him worked up.

"Mmm, baby, you shouldn't start something we don't have time to finish." The only response was a grazing of teeth over his milky white jugular. After a light smack to the shoulder the spiky haired man settled down and pulled his lover's head onto his shoulder. Izumo just smiled sleepily and tucked his head under Kotetsu's chin. "I love you, baby. You take such good care of me."

Kotetsu smiled softly, though it didn't stay on his face long as he resumed kissing the bruised skin, trying hard not to think about losing his lover or what life would be like if they ever were separated.

Izumo felt the strong body tense beneath him and the long, lithe arms give him a tight squeeze. "Don't worry; I'll keep my head down from now on."

"Oh baby, you know I love it when you talk dirty. But with that hit to the side of your head I don't think now would be a good time for that," Kotetsu joked trying to make light before he got emotional in front of others. His laugh faded quickly as he saw Lieutenant 'molest another man�s boyfriend' coming their way. "Shit," he groaned "Come on, baby, here comes the Lieutenant." Kotetsu gently moved Izumo's head off his shoulder and got up. He reached a hand down to help Izumo up, gently pulling when the man took a strong grip. He almost lost his grip when Lieutenant Namiashi's arm wrapped under his boyfriend�s shoulders and helped him the rest of the way up.

Izumo gave a shy little word of thanks shooting a quick glance at Raidou before turning back to stand beside Kotetsu at attention. "Lieutenant," the men chorused.

"At ease men," Raidou barked "Private Kamizuki you took a rather nasty blow to the head, you are to come with me for injury monitoring. The rest of you go about your business."

Kotetsu couldn't hold in the growl that came right from the hatred in his heart. Raidou raised a brow at that. "Are you feeling ill Private Hagane, sounds like you have a bellyache?" (Bellyache is a common military slang for a whining complaint)

"No Sir I'm feeling quite healthy sir." Kotetsu gritted out through clenched teeth.

Raidou's lips twisted in a smirk for the briefest of moments just long enough to stab Kotetsu right in the eye. The tall man turned toward Genma "Sergeant Shiranui great job on this training exercise. I will have your man back to you at the start of the next." He turn back to Izumo, "Well, Cutie let's go."

"Uh, Sir, that's really not necessary. I just need a good meal and I'll be okay. I don't want to miss the next exercise."

"Then hurry up and follow me and you won't."

Sighing in resignation, Izumo jogged a couple of steps to catch up to Raidou. "Where are we going, Sir?" He didn't get a response so he decided to shut up and follow like a good soldier. He hated looking weak in front of the Lieutenant; the man was so strong and in control all the time that it made him feel especially young. He watched in surprise as Raidou held open the flap to an officer's private tent for him. He could feel heat swarming to his cheeks as he ducked inside the enclosure and looked around. There were obviously perks to being an officer and a war hero. Private quarters, a bigger bed with a real mattress, no one to check your room for contraband. He smirked at the bottle of scotch and the bottle of rum that were on the corner of the desk near a glass and turned back to the scarred brunet.

"What...uh...what do you want me to do, Sir?"

Raidou had to force his lips from the naughty smirk they where making and into the helpful smile he turned to Izumo. "Not a lot and they are all rather... easy. But first let�s start with getting you clean. I hate sand in my bed." Raidou placed a hand on Izumo's back and pushed him inside. "I have a private sun shower just out the back" he voice was kind but firm as he pushed Izumo through his tent and to the shower stall he had behind it. It had a wooden slat floor that joined with the wooden floor of his tent. The slat floor was surrounded by a half wall made of tarp and above it hung a black rubber bag with a shower head and a valve handle.

Raidou waited for Izumo to start undressing and when he didn't he sighed "Look Private, I would like to make this a speak freely encounter but if you are not going to do what is in your best interest I'm going to have to keep this officer and grunt. I don't want that." He continued to watch Izumo "How is it going to be Private? Do I have to give you an order to shower and get into bed or will you do it on your own?" Raidou's voice was getting a hard edge to it.

Izumo's visible eye widened and much to his dismay his voice came out rather stuttery. "N-no, Sir. I'm sorry." He began to strip off his clothes, sitting down on the bed to unlace his boots after his shirt had hit the floor. All the while he was stripping he was berating himself for not reacting right away. Izumo was like Iruka in that he wanted everyone to like him and now he looked like a disobedient, young upstart in front of the First Lieutenant who had taken something of an interest in him. He stood up to remove his pants when he saw the brunet's eyes locked on his body. He felt blood rush to his cheeks again. What was wrong with him? Why did this Lieutenant make him blush like Iruka almost every time they were around one another? Turning half away he slid his pants and underwear down to his ankles and stepped out of the tent.

Fumbling with the tap for a second, Izumo moaned as the water, hot from the sun, hit his shoulders. For a minute he just stood in the warm water, letting it relax him completely before he remembered that he was using all of his superior's water. He quickly scrubbed the sand off his feet before lathering up his hands and bending down to scrub the sand off his legs. He could feel the coarse grains all over his body...all over. How did it even get in there if he'd only been naked while showering and his phys...Oh...right. His hands moved methodically upwards, egged on by the fact that now Izumo was eager to get the sand out of his ass.

Raidou stepped in close behind Izumo his naked thigh pressing against the smaller mans ass, he leaned over the smooth pale body and took the soap from his hand "Let me wash your back for you," Raidou purred against the back of Izumo's neck. He wrapped an arm around Izumo's bent waist and picked him up; turning them so Raidou was now under the stream of water. "We might as well share the water then we wont use as much" Raidou purred as he stood straight releasing his hold to lathering up his hands. He rubbed his soapy hands over Izumo's back, working out kinked muscles and working his way down to where Izumo had left off. One hand slid around to spread suds over Izumo's chest and abs while the other slid its way down over Izumo's tight rounded ass. He massaged both cheeks while he pressed his hardening cock against the top of Izumo's right hip. Raidou's right hand moved over the pale strong chest brushing over his nipples as his left hand moved in to soap up the space between those fine muscled cheeks he had just soaped, he ran his lathered fingers scrubbing over his puckered entrance to clean away any sand trapped there.

Izumo didn't even know how to react. At first he was too shocked to say anything, his muscles locking him in one position. Then he'd almost told the Lieutenant to stop but it did feel really good and he wasn't sure how the brunet would take rejection. Raidou was a lot bigger than him and it could be dangerous to push the man away when he was so exposed, not a single weapon within reach. But as the sudsy finger rubbed against his hole he began to panic. What the hell would Kotetsu think? They'd been together forever and only the spiky haired man had ever been inside him. Finally snapping back to reality he began to half heartedly pushing the massive hands away.

"Sir...people can see us." The invading hands didn't relent and he tried again. "Sir...Uuuunnnngh!" He moaned as a strong hand wrapped around his erection as a finger simultaneously slipped into his ass. "Uuh...aaah. Oh god!" The hands were so strong, and the fingers so thick. He hated to admit that Kotetsu's hands had never felt this good. They felt better in a way because Kotetsu loved him but the Lieutenant had some devious way of playing his body like an instrument. He arched his back into the grip, his ass clenching around the invading finger.

"Aaah. Oh god, that feels good.......NO! No, Sir, We shouldn't..."

Raidou gave a small nip to Izumo's neck before licking a path up to suck his earlobe into his mouth. "Shouldn't what, Izumo?" Raidou's deep voice was a rumble against Izumo's back; his name was spoken like it was a private sexual word share between only them. "We are doing nothing but sharing a shower. I want to make sure every inch of you is sand free before you crawl into my bed. Doesn't it feel good Izumo? Do you not appreciate my help?"

The hand on Izumo's cock slid to the base then around his balls cupping them while his thumb and forefinger circled his hard shaft stroking the base while his other three fingers massaged his testicles. He moved the finger in the tight opening slow and smooth going in deep then all the way back out to circle the flexing muscles before pushing back in again. His tongue and lips worked to clean Izumo's neck, nibbling and licking down a tendon then kissed around to the back to nip at each vertebrae then sucking at the soft skin right below the hair line. "Every inch," Raidou reiterated.

Izumo clapped a hand over his mouth to keep from screaming. It was so wrong but it felt so amazing. It was like the scarred brunet seemed to know all of the spots that had taken Kotetsu years to learn. He seemed to lose control of his hips as they began to snap forward or backwards depending on where he needed more friction. A second thick finger began to press into him, making him croak a muffled scream into his hand and his head tilt to the side to give the man's mouth more room to explore. Reaching behind him he tried to grab Raidou's hip but only managed to drag his blunt nails across the flesh of the man's ass leaving four very distinct red scratches. The talented tongue on his neck was making his whole body thrum with endorphins and his world began to tilt and spin dangerously.

Suddenly he realized that his head was pounding, his minor headache from before quickly becoming a full blown migraine from all the...tension.

"Sir...I...I don't feel very good. M-my head..."

Raidou stopped all groping immediately. His hand quickly released that cock and balls to slide to the center of his chest pressing him firmly against Raidou's larger frame. He slowly slid his finger from Izumo's tight hole to wrap the arm around the man's waist. "It's ok. Just calm down and breathe deep. Lean into me and relax," Raidou whispered soothingly against a flushed cheek. He breathed slow and calm holding the smaller man till their breathing matched. "Alright that's good. I'm just going to step back with you to rinse you off then I'll take you into bed. Your head was worse then I thought..." Raidou rested his cheek against Izumo's "I'm very sorry." He slowly stepped back so the spray was more over Izumo. Keeping his hand on Izumo's chest for support he helped rinse the soap away with his left.

When he was sure he had rinsed away all the soap he turned off the shower and grabbed the towel hanging near the tent entrance; he wrapped it around Izumo before swooping the smaller man into his arms bridal style. He hushed away Izumo's protests. "Hey it's my fault you had that dizzy spell. I was supposed to be making sure that you got rest instead I was giving you an overzealous shower massage. I'm not going to let you fall and get injured in my care. Just relax and I'll get you in bed so you can rest while I get us lunch." He voice was laced with concern, something that rarely crossed his mind let alone entered his voice.

Izumo could only moan in assent and bury his face under the much bigger man's chin, his warm breath caressing the scarred skin there. He moaned and gripped the hair by his bruised temple as if trying to pull the headache out of his skull, the intense feeling of lust lost completely to the throbbing behind his clenched eyes. "Th-thank you, Lieutenant," he whispered against the damp, uneven skin beneath his lips, the movement tickling the larger man's sensitive burn scar.

He groaned loudly as he was laid down on the bed and immediately grabbed the extra pillow and pulled it tightly over his head. "My head is gonna explode!" he whined hoping that the Lieutenant would find it amusing as opposed to annoying. A gentle hand on his shoulder made him grudgingly uncover his head and look up at the scarred brunet.

He was surprised to see the man's brows furrow as calloused fingers ghosted over the still spreading bruise on his face, the discoloration now reaching his eyebrow and hairline. The same fingers pulled through his wet hair, pulling it off his face so that both his eyes were easily visible. For several seconds all they did was look at one another until a throb of pain made Izumo cringe and curl on his side, cradling his skull once again.

"I'm so sorry Izumo" Raidou whispered against the pale shoulder. He laid a light kiss there before he stood up and moved over to his cabinet he quietly as he could rummaged through his bottles of pills till he found what he was looking for... simple Acetaminophen tablets. He knocked two out into his hand and grabbed a bottle of water from the top of the cabinet. He sat on the edge of the bed "Here Izumo, take these" He said and helped Izumo into a sitting position again leaning him against his chest. He placed the tablets and water into the man's hands setting his on the small shoulders while he waited for the injured man to take the medicine.

Izumo gingerly placed the tables in his mouth and drank them down. As his tired arms dropped to his side; Raidou's slid down them, his right taking the bottle and setting it aside. "Izumo I'm going to do something that should help. It my feel weird but it works on a lot of headaches" Raidou slid his hands back up and placing them at the base of Izumo's skull he pulled up stretching out his neck and lifting the small body a bit off the bed; he eased his charge back down to relax before doing it again. This time when he eased him back down his hands slid forward to cup Izumo's face from behind his thumbs behind the jaw joint he pressed against the joint then carefully massaged. He worked the muscles there for a moment before moving on to his cheekbones which he massaged very carefully. Leaning slightly forward Raidou breathed in the scent of Izumo as he carefully massaged his whole scull starting from the front working his way to the back only to return to the front taking a different path.

He reluctantly lifted Izumo's loose relaxed body and laid the small man down in his large bed 'What a beautiful site to have such a perfect man in my bed.' "Alright this is the weirdest part, it is a trick my Grand-dad used to get rid of headaches" he said the laid a gentle kiss to the center of Izumo's brow before he pinched it between his thumbs he did this many time pulling his thumbs in from half way down the chestnut eyebrows to pinch in the center. When Izumo's face relaxed again he stopped. Laying one more kiss the pinched skin. "You'll have a little mark for a couple of days but it should have taken the tension away. How do you feel?" Raidou's voice was very soft.

The dark, cloudy eyes looked upwards in innocent befuddlement "Confused, sir." Izumo lifted one of his weak arms and ghosted his fingers over the scars on Raidou's neck before exhaustion and the drugs began to overtake him. His arm dropped to the cot and his eyelids became very heavy. "Thank you for taking care of me, Sir," he breathed as his world started to go dark. He heard the words 'just rest' whispered from somewhere above him but they barely filtered into his brain as he drifted off.

His dream was comforting. Someone was holding him and stroking his hair like he loved. He snuggled into the familiar chest running his fingers up the broad frame before pressing his lips against the muscular pectoral. "You take such good care of me, baby." Strong arms tightened around him and he lifted his grateful eyes to the face above him, the masculine face with the scars on the left cheek and across the bridge of the sharp nose. "Thank you, sir." His lips were captured in a breathless kiss and the broad body rolled on top of him.

"Uugh!!!" Izumo sat bolt upright in bed and tried to wrap his brain around where he was, his body tangled in the sheets and a massive erection between his legs.

Raidou jumped up from his desk where he had been writing his report of the mornings training and bolted to Izumo's side "Are you ok? Is your head hurting? Come on lay down again. You bolted up pretty quick that won�t be good for your headache." Raidou gently eased the sweating body back letting his hand slide from the heaving chest down to the tense stomach where his wrist bumped into something hard Raidou looked down to see an impressive tent jutting up from the prone body. Raidou looked back up with a crooked smile "Have a good dream Izumo?" The scarred man couldn�t help but ran his hand over the straining cock.

Izumo flinched as the hand slid over him. He reached out one of his hands and touched the sheets beside him, relieved and at the same time disappointed to find them cold. He pulled both his hands to his face and twisted his knees a little so that the brunet got the message to stop touching him. "I don't know, sir. I really have no idea. It was either a good dream or a nightmare."

Raidou pulled his hand away from Izumo's crotch and gently gripped his chin turn his face so their eyes met "When we are in my tent call me Raidou or Rai, Not Sir. Not Lieutenant not even Namiashi. Please use my name" then Raidou did something he hadn't done in many years he laid a gentle caring kiss to Izumo's tender lips, he let it linger for just a moment before he pulled away eyes carefully watch for any sign from Izumo as to how he felt about that. He lingered close taking in the man's scent again. 'Intoxicating' his mind surmised.

Izumo gasped as the firm lips pulled away from his. He swept his tongue out to taste the little bit of saliva that had been left on his lips, desire pouring into him as the subtle flavor was pulled into his mouth. He propped himself up on an elbow to capture the lips again before he realized what he was doing and collapsed back to the bed and covered his face again; his mind swimming with what had happened since he came into the tent.

The thought of infidelity had always made him sick to his stomach. His first boyfriend had been a couple years older than him and had been pressuring him to have sex for several weeks before they broke up. But at 14 he hadn't been sure he was ready and in the end it had been a good thing he'd waited as his boyfriend had been finding relief on the side. Izumo had been crushed and vowed not only would he never be with someone who cheated again, he would never put someone else through that.

He'd started seeing his long time best friend at 16 and knew that he wanted to be with Kotetsu forever. He'd never once questioned that until now. He never thought that someone could be as good to him or as attracted to him as his lover was but the scarred brunet had already shaken the foundations of several of his beliefs.

"I...I don't know what I'm doing, si...Raidou." He went with the full first name as the short form seemed too intimate for someone he'd only met yesterday. "I've been with Kotetsu for over five years. He's the only person who's ever liked me for who I am and...and the only person I�ve ever...been with." A very heavy silence fell in the room and Izumo felt the need to fill it, knowing that he'd have to look at the Lieutenant as soon as he finished speaking. "And he's good to me. He's always putting me first and we have so much in common..."

Raidou tilted Izumo's head to face him again placing a thumb over his lips to stop further explanations. Raidou stared into those dark eyes for a long minute before leaning in and taking Izumo's lips with his own. The kiss was soft and smooth; gently sucking the plump bottom lip into his mouth before sweeping his tongue out running it along the thin top. He pressed lips over Izumo's mouth for a moment longer before pulling back "Five years seems like a long time. But it is where those five years take place in your life that defines its worth." He gave one final peck before pulling back to see the others face more fully. "Five years ago you were what 16� 17 maybe? You have shared a lot of growth together and have become men together. Maybe now that you are men you need to finally grow up. It's been one day Izumo. One day since I first laid eyes on you and in that day I have managed to shake a five year relationship. Perhaps this relationship isn't quite what you think it is. I'm not saying he doesn't care for you. He does. He made that very clear to me." Raidou sat on the edge of the bed and set his hand over Izumo's heart. "I like you, Izumo. You stole all my attention the moment I saw you and I'm going to continue to pursue you. If your relationship with Kotetsu is what you think it is. Then you will be able to resist and deal with my advances. You are a beautiful sensual man, Izumo, others will be attracted to you, but it is your heart and strength that will determine if you accept there advances or not. He was the first to truly care, it doesn't mean he will be the only, you might find he is not the man you need beside you now that you yourself are a man." Raidou leaned back in a brushed his lips over Izumo's lingering to stare into the deep black pools.

Izumo's jaw was slack in shock over everything that he'd just heard. His heart pounded as the words beautiful and sensual seeped into his brain. Did Raidou really think he was beautiful? Kotetsu almost never called him beautiful anymore. When they first started having sex he used to say it all the time. The black eyes would bore into his, whether above him during or beside him after making love and soft words would fall into the air. 'You're so beautiful, baby.' 'So perfect, so beautiful.' 'How did I get so lucky? You're magnificent, the most beautiful person I�ve ever known.' But he hadn't heard those things for a long time now. It's not that Kotetsu didn't make him feel wanted but after five years you just can't keep the same kind of intensity.

And what about his age? If you asked him if he was the same person now as he was at 16 he'd laugh at you. He was nothing like he was five years ago. He'd been so insecure back then. I guess in a way he still was but it wasn't even on the same level anymore. When Kotetsu had kissed him in the park on the way home for the first time he thought that no one could possibly look at him in that way. He was so ordinary, so shy but Kotetsu had made him look at himself differently. And now Raidou was making him do that again.

'You stole my attention the moment I saw you...' 'One day since I first laid eyes on you and in that day I have managed to shake a five year relationship.' It was true that he seemed to have forgotten about his lover rather easily, that thought making him queasy. Unbeknownst to him a single tear escaped his eye and rolled down his cheek. It was only when one of Raidou's hands brushed it away did he realize that his eyes were brimming with them. Pulling his face back he brushed them away and smiled in embarrassment at the older man.

"I'm fine, it's just a lot to process, you know?"

Raidou gently pulled Izumo's hands from his face "It's ok Izumo I understand" his voice gentle and his actions even more so as he brushed his thumb over a tear streaked cheek "so beautiful" the word escaped as nothing more then a whisper. Raidou stood "I'll let you have some time alone. I have a lunch here for you, a couple sandwiches and some soup. The soup is cold now but will probably still taste good. We have an hour till next training session try and get some more rest I'll be back to get you." He smile fondly at Izumo then slowly brought his hand to his face to trace a finger over his lips "hmmm haven't felt that for a long time" at Izumo's question look he explained "a smile Izumo. I haven't smiled for real in a long time." he let that sink in to both himself and Izumo "Thank you." he added then turned to his desk stacking and organizing his reports before leaving them stacked on the desk. He started to pull the flap of the tent back but stopped turning his head so he could just see the man that has stolen his mind so quickly "You know in all your defense for your relationship with him you didn't once say that you loved him" Raidou gave a thoughtful scoff and left the tent.

Izumo just sat frozen for several minutes trying to battle his nausea. He hadn't said that he loved Ko? Really? But that didn't mean anything, right? Just because he didn't say it doesn�t mean he doesn't feel it. Just like how Kotetsu doesn't call him beautiful anymore, doesn't mean that he doesn't think that he is...right?

When there was about half an hour left before the next exercise he quickly pulled on his clothes and forced half a sandwich and the soup down his dry throat. His mouth felt like cotton and made swallowing the bread difficult but he'd washed it down with the soup and wrapped the other sandwiches in his bandanna. Grabbing a piece of scrap paper off the desk he jotted 'see you there' and dashed from the tent, not ready to be told that his life was a lie again. He needed to be composed and clear headed when the next exercise started. When he entered the barracks he was relieved to see that no one was there. He lay on his bed for about five minutes, just trying to completely bury all the emotions that had been dragged up in the last two hours, before dashing off to find someone from the platoon to follow to the next drill.

Raidou walked slowly from his tent thinking about the small man he had left there and what it could mean for him. He hadn't been attracted to someone like he was to this new Private for a very long time... if ever. He tried to remember when he would have felt something like this before; Military School maybe? He shook his head to shake the thoughts out, he was a killer a soldier he didn't have time for feelings. 'Then what am I doing?' the betraying thought pushed into his mind. "Shit" he cursed scrubbing a hand through his rusty brown hair. "I need a fucking drink" He changed his direction and made his way to the officer's club.
He lifted the flap and walked in his eyes adjusting quickly to the dimly lit enclosure, he saw his Captain sitting in his big comfortable chair he had specially ordered, his storm grey eye staring into the bottom of his glass. Raidou walked to the mini bar and grabbed a beer from the fridge he had just never been one for hard liquor he kept some in his tent for the Captain or other visitors on the rare occasion himself. He sat down in the chair next to the glaring silver haired man and adjusted his still semi erect dick; that little brunet's responsive body just wouldn't get out of his head. He twisted the cap off his beer and tossed it in the fire bucket where his beer caps had been collecting since the last time the fire marshal had inspected the camp, it landed with a clank.
"Seems you have a problem I can help you with Lieutenant" Kakashi said leering at Raidou's semi hard cock
"Yeah I'm sure you�re really worried about my problem, Sir" Rai laughed in reply taking a long drink from his beer. It had been a long time since Kakashi had been interested in fucking him and he was just fine with that. It was always enjoyable but it was rough and he was always bottom. He enjoyed being bottom sometimes but it wasn't where he felt comfortable.
�What the fuck is that suppose to mean, Lieutenant? You saying I don't look after your needs?" Kakashi glared across the table at that scarred brunet.
Raidou's mouth hung open for a moment then he snapped it shut and gave a big smile "Shit, Captain you had me there I thought you were really pissed about something" He ran a hand through his hair and gave a forced chuckle.
Kakashi uncrossed his legs and sat up setting down his glass. "I wasn't fucking joking you little shit!" The storm grey eye blazed with anger, the icy voiced laced with warning.
Rai's jaw dropped again and he set his beer on the table "Sir I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you. I thought you were joking. I thought we were over this, Sir."
"WE" Kakashi said in a raged hiss "Are over when I say we are not when you decide otherwise." The furious man stood and started to undo his belt.
"But sir. You've had no interest in me in months. I thought you found yourself a new toy. Come on can't we just let this go?" Raidou stood and backed away a bit.
"I have as many toys as I want, Namiashi. I haven't touched your sorry ass for months 'cause I had worn your cock hole out. It was to loose to be any use to me 'cause you are a needy little whore. I had to set you on a shelf for a few months hoping you would tighten up a bit. Have you tightened up Namiashi or have you been whoring your slut ass to the rest of the camp? How about we have a feel?" Kakashi gave an evil leer.
"Sir please" Rai tried again to reason with the man.
"DROP THEM" Kakashi roared "Bend over that table now."
'Shit, why does he have to be such a lunatic?' "Yes Sir" Raidou undid his belt walking over to stand in front of the table. He dropped his pants to the floor followed by his tight boxer style briefs his drooling cock springing free 'fuck I hate that he still turns me on so much, how can he have so much control over me?' He leaned over the table "Kakashi come on it doesn't have to be like this. Shit I'm getting to old for it. If you want to fuck fine but does it have to be like thi..." Raidou's words were cut off as his face was pressed into the table "Ahh shit"
"You little fuck; we do it my way because that is the only way it can be. You will bend over and present when ever I tell you too" Kakashi snarled from where he was standing behind Raidou now; fingers digging into the bigger mans hips.
Rai had to bite his lip hard to keep his moan in at the possessiveness of the man above him, but a gasp escaped when a wad of spit landed on his flexing hole. "Ahh fuck" he cursed through clenched teeth knowing that was all the lubricant he was getting.
Kakashi's fingers gripped the rusty brown looks twisting the head to the side "Look at you, you fucking whore. Your mouth is talking big but your body is begging for me. You are mine for as long as I want to use you Namiashi" With that Kakashi thrust in to the unprepared body.
Raidou slammed a fist to the table to keep from crying out. "Oh come on whore, you know I like it when you scream don't make me force it out of you" Kakashi mocked as he ruthlessly thrust into the tight body.
"Fuck" Raidou caused loudly at a particularly hard thrust against his prostate 'I don't want this anymore I don't want to be his fucking whore. The mind games; the power struggles. I don�t fucking want to play his fucking games anymore. How do I get free? How do I end this for good?' He moaned out as the vicious cock brushed his prostate this again �No this isn't right this isn't how it should be it should never have been like this. I can't do this anymore. I want more then just brutal sex, more then just sex. I'm getting to old for games.' Izumo's smile flashed into his head 'I want something so much more.'
He gritted his teeth, his knuckles white from his grip on the table as Kakashi brutalized his body. He could hear streams of horrible degradations coming from behind him but he just kept grunting and holding onto the wood beneath him, wishing he knew what had set Kakashi off like that.
"Uhh, yeah. You did tighten up again, but you'll probably need a break after this. Fuck I love splitting you open like this. I wish you'd scream for me like you did the first time. Ungh. Yeah, that's good." A hand gripped a handful of Raidou�s hair and harshly yanked it back. "Don't forget that you're still mine, Slut. Whenever I want, you're ass is mine."
With a shudder Kakashi emptied himself in Raidou's body, slamming into the abused hole again and again until he'd finished. With a sharp slap to Raidou's ass, he pulled out and tucked himself back into his pants. "You can finish yourself off, slut. I'm done with you for now." Without another word or a glance back, Kakashi walked from the officer's tent and back out into the desert heat.

When Genma arrived at the designated training ground there was nothing but a table. He walked over to see five pouches and six envelopes. Five of the envelopes had the platoon Sergeants names on them and the sixth was addressed to the first Sergeant to arrive. He took a quick look around "Well I guess that's me" He tore open the envelope and pulled open the small letter.

"Sergeant please read out to the company when all five platoons arrive" Genma read it out to his team. He looked around again and could see the other platoons coming. 'That�s a lot of men' He hopped up on the table so he would be heard by all. it seemed to take forever for then others to walk that 500 yards to the table so he joked around with his men singing "I'm the king of the castle and you're all dirty rascals" Kotetsu laughed hard and tried to grab Genma's legs to pull him down but he nibble jumped from foot to avoiding his grasp. When the others were gathering he stepped down on Kotetsu's hand to end the game.

"Attention" he yelled out "Formations" the four other Sergeants came to the front of their platoons to stand before Genma. "I have the instructions left by our Captain. They read..."

�Welcome to the desert men. To give you a taste of this sand covered wasteland I'm giving you the challenge of finding me. I'm out there in that wasteland. Each platoon Sergeant has been given a pack and a list of coordinates, a compass and a map. You are all going to the same place just in different ways. Work together within your platoon and be smart I don't fucking want to have come find you little shits. Captain Hatake" Genma finished reading and stuffed the note in his pocket. "Alright I guess that's it good luck everyone. See you when you get there" he teased before jumping down grabbing his pack and letter addressed to him.

"Alright men let�s get water and get moving. Kotetsu, Izumo and Shikamaru you have the directions don't get us lost, I'm counting on you to get us there first" He gave a wide smile. "Iruka other then water is there anything more we need?" Iruka thought for a moment "I would think not sir as long as everyone has their standard survival pack" Genma looked to his men "Well?" they all gave positive replies. "Then let�s find our Captain"

Two hours and nothing but sand, no signs or landmarks. The sun was burning it felt like they were trying to find their way out of an oven.

"For fuck's sakes, Shika, are you sure you're reading that thing right?" Kiba snapped for the fifth time.

"Shut up Kiba and let him think" Shino berated him.

"Yeah if you don't shut up he will get us lost" Chouji added in Shikamaru's defense.

"Shut up fatty" Kiba snapped back.

There was a growl from Chouji and he launched himself at Kiba knocking him to the ground sending sand flying and knocking the map out of Shikamaru's hands.

"Enough" Genma roared. Everyone froze to look at their leader. "I made Shikamaru in charge of the directions because I trust him to get us there. If you don't do the same then you don't trust me and if you don't trust me then we will die out here."

Everyone stayed silent. Genma walked over to Shikamaru his legs feeling like lead as they slid with each step in the sand "what is our status?"

Shikamaru checked over the map one more time before replying "Two miles north north east and we will be there sir"

"Alright men let�s move out" Genma said returning to his usual command voice.

Genma was starting to worry just a bit when they were coming up to the two mile mark and there had been no change in scenery, but he had to trust his men. He trudged up the last hill only sliding a few feet down at mid point when the sand shifted under his feet; when he was over the top he saw it five large covered trucks and the Captain sitting in a lawn chair under a beach umbrella sipping a drink in a coconut.
"Alright man the promised land. We have found our Captain." Genma called out to his platoon struggling up the last few feet of the hill.
The men whooped for joy as they ran down the hill toward their Captain. Genma raced down after them when he got with a 100 feet he called his men in "Formations" when they where set he walked over to the Captain.
"Figured it would be you Shiranui" Kakashi commented, "have your men rest I'll give you all instructions when the rest have arrive."

It was another hour and a half before the last platoon crested the hill. Kakashi got out of his chair and pounded on the side of one of the trucks. Two men from the front of each truck got out and went around to the back of the trucks opening the canvas flaps.

"Welcome to desert training men" the Captain addressed as each of the men from the trucks grabbed a large box from the truck. Raidou and Tenzou carried there boxes over to Genma's team

"Two liters of water. Drink it now" the water was passed out "Water is your life in this hell without it you will die" the Captain explained as the men drank and the officers started unloading packs one at a time from the trucks dropping them down in front of each soldier before grabbing their own and starting on their water.

"In your pack you will find your chemical warfare suit. This is the type of war we are in at any time poison gas could be dropped on use. So again this suit is your life. Put it on" Kakashi continued to roar out instructions.

The officers showed the soldier how the suits worked while dressing themselves. Kakashi walked over to his chair and umbrella pulling his water jug from behind it and drinking it down before climbing into his own suit. Before he placed his hooded gas mask on he addressed the company one more time.
"Alright we have just been attacked with a chemical bomb the whole area is toxic. We have the enemy up our ass and we need to get to our safe zone. Each platoon will have two officers with them. There is no stopping. No breaks. Just run" The Captain pulled over his hood and started to run back toward camp.

Raidou's loud voice roared over the noise of men running in suits "Now move hoods on. Don't lose site of the Captain you do, you die. You remove your mask you die. You stop for a piss you die. NOW RUN" Raidou pulled down his mask hood and followed in behind his designated platoon, while Tenzou ran ahead.

'Half hour in and they are still doing well' Raidou thought watching the platoon from behind he had only had to just start falling back to keep Chouji in front of him. The sand felt slick under the chemical boots and the weighted pack felt like the fat man in front of him was hanging from his shoulders and he had done this four years in a row. He couldn't help but think of how Izumo was handling this exercise. 'He's strong, young and determined. He'll be fine' Raidou was thinking when it happened; the first man fell.

Chouji fall face first into the sand. Iruka who had also fallen back to keep an eye on Chouji ran back toward him, but the large man rolled onto his back and pulled his mask up. Raidou raced up to meet Iruka before he made the same mistake. He grabbed Iruka's arm stopping his from going to the fat man

"It's too late, Private; he is already dead. His mask is off, he's dead. Keep moving, kiddo" He said in a firm voice. He only released Iruka's arm when the man had nodded his understanding.

Iruka took up his run again. Raidou bend down beside Chouji and pulled his pack off his shoulder he pulled a bottle of water out and a stamp; he stamped Chouji's forehead with the word dead. "You're dead boy" he handed him water "The truck will belong in about twenty minutes to pick up the bodies. See you back at camp" Raidou pulled his pack back on his tired shoulders and took off again having to go double time to catch up to his platoon.

When he caught up to the tail of his platoon he was running alongside the brunet with the fangs and the new corporal with the cough. It was about 25 minutes later that the brunet Private barked out that he had to piss.

"Lieutenant I have to piss" Kiba yelled turning his head to look at Raidou

"I don't care. keep running" Raidou barked back

Five minutes late "Sir I really have to piss now"

"Then piss in your fucking suit while you run" Raidou snapped

"I can't sir it hurts"

"If you don't you are dead"

"Sir I have to do now" Kiba stopped running and was about to open his suit. Raidou grabbed his arm and pulled him into running again. Kiba fell to the ground and out of Raidou's grip. Raidou stopped to pick him up when Hayate stopped to help.

"No keep going, I have him; keep running soldier get to the safe zone" Hayate froze for a moment not sure what he should do. "That's an order corporal" Raidou growled, Hayate turn and continued running.

Raidou pulled Kiba up from under his shoulders his face was twisted in pain and his cheeks streaked with tears. Raidou checked over the young man's suit. "You are still alive boy. Wet and you stink but you�re still alive; now run" Raidou pushed his forward into a run again. It was five minutes when they caught up again to Hayate this time he was laying on his back in the sand Iruka had just dropped to his knees beside him.

"Keep going Kiba it's not far now" he encouraged 'only another forty five minutes' he said to himself. He knelt down on the other side of the fallen Hayate. The dark haired corporal was fighting for air. Iruka was checking over his suit. "The suit is good sir; he is getting air"

"Hayate I know you want to take off the suit to breathe easier but if you do you will die in this game. Is that what you want?" Hayate shook his head in the negative.

"If you don't run will you be able to get your breath in there?" Raidou asked; Hayate nodded in the positive. "Iruka help me get his pack off"

The two men pulled Hayate's pack off and got the man to his feet. Raidou pulled his pack off one shoulder and brought it to his front to wear it backwards. He pulled Hayate onto his back "Stay with me Iruka if he can't get his breath back I'm going to need you. I'm not losing him over a game but I'm not giving up on him before his time." Iruka nodded and ran alongside Raidou keeping a close eye on Hayate.

About forty five minutes later he ran through the gates of the camp Iruka at his side. He moved to the side out of the way and laid his charge on the ground pulling off Hayate's hooded mask then his own. He gave Hayate an encouraging pat on the shoulder, �You made it Corporal, you�re back in camp alive.�
�Thank you Lieutenant� Hayate said through struggled breaths.
"Private Umino help him out" Raidou ordered as he stepped back and started to pull off his suit. "That fucking sucked" he cursed. He glanced up at the rest of the platoon, concern marring his features as he saw Izumo on the ground beside Genma and Kotetsu, looking quite worse for wear, he quickly pushed the emotion from his face.

"Come on 'Zumo. You gotta get up," Genma hissed as Tenzou brought them each a two liter bottle of water. The honey haired Sergeant cracked open one of the bottles and dumped some of the water on the younger man's face bringing a bit more life back to the limp form. "We're gonna get your suit off and get you cooled down."

Kotetsu was brushing the wet locks off the rosy face when Genma noticed the bruise on the flushed forehead was now spreading down onto the usually pale cheek. "Well, looks like the guy with the head injury gets to go to the medical tent for an icepack. Lucky son of a bitch."

Izumo gave a very weak smile as the men hauled him to his feet and dragged him away from the group as Tenzou shouted at the rest of the men to strip down and get into the showers. Looking back over his shoulder, Genma was proud to see that almost all of the men in the platoon had made it. Most of them looked like death fried in the desert sun but they were alive. Not only were most of his men there but more of their platoon than any other had made it back.

They laid the younger man on the gurney and began stripping off the constricting, heat trapping suit as the medic slipped icepacks in both armpits and one up against the nasty bruise on his forehead. They both stripped off their own suits before Genma grabbed another icepack and popped it mixing the two ingredients and lifted his friend's head to tuck it underneath. He froze. He knew exactly what the multicolored bruises along the back of the pale neck were. He glanced at Kotetsu who was stroking his lover's face and whispering for the man never to scare him like that again. He half hazardously tucked the gel pack under the base of the skull and moved away. The unmistakable thump of the cooling agent hitting the floor made him turn but too slowly. Kotetsu had already bent down and picked it up and was lifting his lover's head to tuck it back underneath.

"NO!"

At first Kotetsu just froze, giving his Sergeant a funny look but then he slowly turned his gaze down to the flesh cradled in his fingers.

'I have no idea what he's thinking right now,' Genma thought as he watched Kotetsu grind his teeth savagely. I don't know if he's going to kill Izumo, Raidou, himself or me but someone is about to die. For a full minute no one moved, no one even breathed as a plethora of emotions passed over the cool face. One second the man looked on the verge of tears and the next he looked almost dispassionate, like he'd expected as much. Then before Genma could say anything, pure unadulterated rage filled the spiky haired raven's face and the man stormed from the room.

"Spike! Kotetsu, wait!!!!"

Kotetsu almost tore the door off the medic tent raced from the room 'where is he?� His mind screamed. He scanned the yard to see the neck sucking bastard talking with Lieutenant Yamashiro. "I'm going kick my foot right up that bastard's ass."

Discussing their platoons Raidou used his removed boxes to rub the sweat from his balls. Kotetsu could see nothing but red as he got closer to Raidou. Red scratches. Four dark red scratches along his left ass cheek, like someone... Like Izumo has reached back from underneath and crawled at him. Kotetsu came roaring up landing a superman punch right to Raidou's thigh.

"I told you he was MINE. I told you not to touch what's MINE" Kotetsu screamed.

Raidou stumbled back with a hiss of pain, the punch to his already screaming muscles caused agony to rip through his body as his thigh cramped up tight.

"You son of a bitch!" Raidou snapped back, turning to face Kotetsu just as another punch came for him. This time he grabbed the wrist, twisting the swinging arm and flipping Kotetsu to the ground with a thump.

The fall to his back didn't even faze the enraged man. Hand springing to his feet; Kotetsu screamed, "You fucking forced my Izumo!" Immediately falling into a fighting stance he continued in roar "Didn't you??? The hickeys on his neck; the scratches on your ass. You raped my boyfriend!" Kotetsu's rage made him fast his fist struck Raidou in the stomach. It also made him stupid so he didn't see the scarred man's fist till it connected with the right side of his face sending him back onto his ass in the sand.

Naked and with a defendant limp to his step Raidou came to tower over the prone form of Kotetsu. Broad, strong chest heaving, massive cock swinging between his legs; he glare down with a sadistic mocking smile "I don't rape. I don't have too. I can promise you that these marks� He gave a slap to the ass cheek with the scratches �where given to me in passion not fear. And he purred and moaned as I marked his neck" his tone was cruel and knowing. Kotetsu tried to spring up, screaming in rage. Lieutenant Tobitake grabbed hold of his arms, restraining and cuffing them behind his back. With the help of Lieutenant Yamashiro the screaming raven was brought to his feet.

Raidou stepped closer so his sweat glistened chest was almost touching Kotetsu's trembling chin. Raidou's smile was pure taunt; his voice was like a poison to Kotetsu's heart "does he always make those sexy little shuddering gasps..." Raidou gave his own little shudder like he was truly enjoying the mental image. His eyes mockingly bore into the small man�s soul "when someone sucks his neck?"

Kotetsu's heart pounded hard in his ears. To hard; it felt like it was going to burst through his chest 'Izumo enjoyed it' his mind screamed out in a roar as Raidou's words repeating over and over in his mind tearing away at his very being. Kotetsu turned his stinger black eyes up to meet Raidou deep brown. He spoke but three words, those word holding all his anger, betrayal, rage, pain. It held everything he wished for Raidou to know "I hate you."

Raidou felt a quick stab of guilt right though his heart. But it lasted only a second before his face smoothed into a confident gaze "Just as it should be." Raidou looked up to Aoba gave a sharp nod.

"Private Hagane you are being charged with assaulting an officer. You will be held in the brig till a decision has been made on your sentence" Lieutenant Yamashiro recited in a cold voice.

Kotetsu allowed himself to be taken away without struggle. Though Aoba had to give a sharp jerk to his arm to pull his eyes from there hate-filled stare.

When eye contact was broken Raidou turn from the scene his face returned to its usual stone scowl.

Genma gaped at the Lieutenant from where he'd stopped a few feet away from the fray, disbelief frying his brain. Did the man have any idea of what he'd done? Izumo and Kotetsu had the kind of relationship that most people dreamed of. Best friends, lovers, they were so close it was sometimes hard to tell where one ended and the other began. What was going too happed to them now? What would happen to the platoon? They had to be able to trust each other in battle but how could Kotetsu trust Izumo now? This was a royal cluster fuck. Was there any way that the relationship could be saved now? It crushed him to think about both men cool and aloof from one another, eating at opposite ends of the mess, avoiding one another at all costs.

He locked eyes with Raidou and gave a sad and disapproving shake of his head before turning and heading back to the med tent. Hopefully Izumo would be awake and would be allowed to talk to Kotetsu before things got completely out of hand.

The dark brown eyes narrowed as Raidou watched Genma think. He could almost see the thoughts running through the light haired man's head; thought he maybe should have had before starting all this. Too late for regrets now and truth be told he didn't really regret what he'd done. The way Izumo had felt and tasted had been worth whatever was going to come.

Then those sad, judgmental eyes turned to him and the man actually shook his head. Like the whore wouldn't have done the same thing in his position. Raidou shrugged his shoulders as Genma walked away and headed for the showers. 'I should probably explain things to Hatake,' he thought as he found an open shower head.

Izumo groaned and moved his head, sending the gel pack to the floor. He pushed himself up on an elbow and looked around the medical tent, wondering how long he'd been there. The sound of someone picking up the cooling pack drew his attention to the side of the gurney. "Ko?" He whispered his throat a little scratchy from dehydration.

Genma straightened up but put the pack on the back of his own neck. He still hadn't had a shower after their death run through the desert. "No, Zoomer, it's me." He handed the dark haired man a cup of water and sat down on the stool beside the bed. He couldn't help but feel a little disgusted with his friend. Of all the people in all the relationships he never thought that Izumo would be the one to cheat.

The dark eyes looked up at him but he didn't hide his disdain quickly enough and the perfectly shaped eyebrows furrowed up at him. Sighing, Genma rested a hand on the now cool forearm and looked into the concerned, dark eyes.

"Is there something you want to tell me, Zoomer?"

Izumo pushed himself up into a sitting position so he was closer to eyelevel with Genma. "Wh-what do you mean?"

The blonde sighed again and brushed his fingers over the hickeys on the back of the pale neck. "I mean these. What the hell happened?" 'Please tell me this is just a big misunderstanding.'

Izumo paled and clapped a hand over the discolored skin and stared at his friend in a mixture of horror and embarrassment. How the hell did he know?

"It's...I...Oh fuck, what have I done?" When he put it into perspective now, it was hard to ignore how crazy the afternoon had been. Asking himself now if Raidou was worth losing Kotetsu for good, the answer was definitely no. Kotetsu lived with him, they had the same friends, both here and back home. They'd built a life together, they loved one another.

Releasing a shaky breath, Izumo let a small smile at his clarity cross his face before realizing that he'd probably have to tell Kotetsu about what he'd done. That was going to be hard but hopefully Kotetsu would understand...or at least forgive him.

"Where's Ko?" he asked as he hopped off the table and grabbed his boots. He turned to face Genma when the Sergeant didn't respond right away. "Gen? Where's..."

'Oh my god...why does he look so serious?'

"He's in the brig...for assaulting an officer."

Izumo clapped a hand to his mouth, his wide, fearful eyes never leaving Genma.

"He saw the marks on the back of your neck and went straight to find Raidou, thinking he was defending your honor." 'But you don't have much honor, now do you?' "Did you really do this, Izumo? Did you..." Genma already knew the answer from the look on his friend's face; the light skin going sickly pale right before his eyes.

"Is he...is he okay?" Izumo whispered, fearing for his lover, who was a little shorter than himself, up against a giant like Raidou.

"He's under court marshal and though he was mostly uninjured; I wouldn't say that he's okay." Genma knew he was being harsh but he couldn't seem to care. Izumo was just as culpable in this as Raidou. His anger disappeared though as Izumo collapsed to his knees, his grip on the table turning his knuckles white. A strangled sob ripped through the tent as Izumo fought to control himself.

"Oh god. Oh god, no. Oh, Ko, I'm so sorry!"

Genma moved to his friend's side and placed a comforting arm around him. "I'm going to see if you can see him. He's going to be very angry right now but if anyone can get through to him, it's you." The honey haired man grimaced as he felt the smaller body shaking with silent sobs beneath him, fearing that it was already too late.

'I can't believe I'm going to him to ask for this, but who else would have the clearance? Raidou certainly isn't an option. Groaning internally, he stood outside the Captain's tent and tried to figure out in his head the best way to phrase this that wasn't going to piss the easily annoyed man off even more. He was about to announce his presence when the flap to the tent pulled back to reveal Kakashi sitting at his desk and eying him suspiciously.

Genma stepped back in surprise, his cheeks heating up under the intent gaze of his superior. "Oh, uh, Sir I was hoping to talk to you." The Captain continued to just stare at him. Why the hell was the man so creepy? "Uh, I wanted to ask a favor actually." Still no reaction, just that damned bored stare. "About Private Hagane."

Kakashi's brows furrowed and his gaze deepened "Enter" Kakashi let go of the flap and turned back to his work. He listened as Genma opened the flap again and walked over to stand beside Kakashi. "Have a seat Sergeant, don't hover at my shoulder" he voice was a deep grumble.

Genma turned to see two chairs with a small table beside a rather large cabinet for the desert and a bed with side table. He took one of the chairs at the table, eyeing quickly the large selection of liquor displayed in the open door of the cabinet.

"What kind of favor are you asking for Sergeant?" Kakashi said snapping Genma's attention back to the mission at hand. Kakashi final turned in his chair to face his guest taking in his concerned expression.

"Well, Sir, I�m not sure if you've been apprised of the circumstances..." He was cut off by a curt nod from the formidable man so he cleared his throat and began again. "I was hoping that Private Kamizuki would be allowed to speak with him." The man just stared at him as if expecting him to continue. God he was so intimidating. "I'm worried two soldiers may lose their reason for being here. Their only so good because they've been fighting for each other." Genma swallowed thickly before deciding it was worth the risk. "Sir, permission to speak freely?"

Kakashi eyed the Sergeant for a moment, masking his awe of the eloquence of the younger man's response. "Granted."

"Sir? Are you really going to court marshal Kotetsu?"

"I plan to speak with all parties involved before making a decision about that Shiranui. Your Private attacked one of my officers" his voice was smooth and factual. After a moment for the thought to sink into that pretty head Kakashi continued "Look at it from my view Sergeant. I have a camp of just over 200 men. One of my new Privates, in a psychotic rage, attacked an officer. That is no small crime. What would you do Shiranui?" Kakashi leaned back in his chair locking his fingers behind his head; eyes and ears intent on Genma's reply.

Genma held the single visible eye for a moment before dropping his gaze. "I guess I don't know, Sir. I can understand what you have to do however I understand just as well what was going through Kotetsu's mind. The whole situation is really fubar, sir; especially because Lieutenant Namiashi is mixed up in it."
Kakashi took in the man for a moment reading his face and body language before speaking again "well Sergeant why don't you help me out?" Kakashi got up walking to the cabinet and grabbing a bottle of scotch then looking to Genma then the bottle "You don't look much like a scotch man, what do you drink? Rum?" from the slight trace of surprise that touched Genma's face Kakashi smile knowing he had chosen right "Rum it is. He took the bottle of rum off the shelf as well; setting both bottles on the table before grabbing two rocks glasses. He took the seat across from Genma and slid a glass across to him. "Tell me what you know and what you believe of this situation." He requested of the honey haired Sergeant while pouring a half glass of scotch. He leaned back in the chair scotch in hand, gaze heavy on Genma.

Genma stared in shock at his superior, unable to believe his luck at getting his point heard. 'This could mean a lot for Kotetsu's fate...or he could just be fucking with me,' Genma thought. His gaze shifted from his superior's eyes to the drink clutched in his hands. Grabbing the bottle of rum before he lost his nerve he poured himself half a glass before pausing and adding just a little bit more to the cup. He twisted the lid back on the bottle and took a long draught from the cup. Wiping the remnants of the amber liquid from his lips he returned his eyes to his superior's slightly amused face.

"I'll be the first to admit that disciplinary actions aren't exactly my forte, Sir. I know that Kotetsu was without a doubt the best Private in the entire camp at basic. He's tough and driven...and he loves Izumo more than anything else. They've been friends since they were toddlers and have been together for their entire adult lives." Forgetting where he was he leaned back in his chair and smiled wistfully into his drink. "I was always a little jealous of what they have. Everyone is." Snapping back to attention, he took a small sip of his drink and caught his superior's gaze again. "I know that today something transpired between Izumo and Lieutenant Namiashi. I don't know what but I'm certain that Izumo tried to push him away at some point, whether he was enjoying himself or not."

Genma took another sip of his drink as he saw the slate grey eye narrow but decided he was in for a pound now. "Kotetsu saw the marks this afternoon when we got back from the desert training, which was delightfully sadistic by the way," he raised his glass in a small cheers attempting to lighten the mood a little. "And immediately went to find the Lieutenant, thinking that what had happened hadn't been...consensual."

Kakashi lift his glass to join the cheers before taking a long swallow. "What marks Sergeant? Tell me your information like I know nothing of the scene. What happen when Private Hagane confronted Lieutenant Namiashi? Did you see it all, some, none? You need to tell me your full side of this story so I can weigh the importance of your opinion on this... and perhaps my opinion of you" Kakashi let that hang in the air while he poured himself some more scotch.

'Oh shit,' Genma thought. 'This is the opportunity I�ve been waiting for, a chance to show him how serious I am about my position. I can't screw this up.'

"Right, sir." He leaned forward, his arms resting on his knees as he began to recount in probably more detail than he needed what had happened this morning after the first exercises and taking Izumo to the infirmary.

"He had bruised on the back of his neck, under the hairline and along his spine, presumably from the first Lieutenant's mouth." He lifted his hair and turned his body so he could point out to the older man where the marks were on his own neck.

"I tried to keep Kotetsu from seeing them; hoping I could talk to Izumo first but he found them. Again, I tried to stop him but he ran from the tent. I followed and caught up to him just as he threw the...first punch. He was screaming at the Lieutenant, who had a set of scratch marks on his ass. This seemed to confirm Kotetsu's suspicion that Izumo had been forced and he continued to attack but the Lieutenant was now ready and quickly subdued the Private." Genma cringed and finished off his drink in a long swig before raising his eyes to the Captain's for the first time since he'd started speaking again.

"The things the Lieutenant said, sir. He certainly didn't seem to be trying to diffuse the situation."

A flash of disappointment crossed Kakashi's featured before he rose returning to his desk. "Thank you for your option Sergeant. I will take your words for what they are, weighing them appropriately with the rest of the information I receive before making a decision on Private Hagane's sentence" his voice was emotionless. He didn't look back to Genma or dismiss him. He just went back to filling in form on his desk.

Genma set his glass down on the table and stood up. "Thank you for hearing me out, Sir. Uh, Sir? What about permission for Private Kamizuki to see Private Hagane?"

"Nothing in your explanation lead me to believe that granting your request would have any benefit to my camp. As of yet permission denied" Kakashi tone had return to his usual bored droll. �If you have nothing of importance to tell me you are dismissed," he added without looking up from his work.

Genma's hazel eyes widened and he rushed to try to fix his mistake. "Perhaps I haven't explained properly, Sir. These men are in the same company, the same platoon, hell their both in my squad. I don't know how we'll continue to function as a group if we don't find some way of settling this. These two need to find a way to continue to work together as seamlessly as they have been up till now. Unless, I suppose, you're going to court marshal Kotetsu. Then I'll just have Izumo to worry about. I think it would make a big difference to both men to get a chance to talk about what happened." 'Granted, it could just make it worse...'

"Sergeant Shiranui it would do you good to remember this. I don't care about lover�s squabbles or who's fucking who. I certainly don't care what Private got his feelings hurt by a Lieutenant. It's not my concern." Kakashi set down his pen and stood up to face Genma. "What I do care about is how these things affect my men and the way my camp will perform. In the future if you want something from me you had better find a good solid way it concerns to me before you waste my time." Kakashi stared hard making sure his words where rooted deep in Genma's mind. "Permission granted. Private Kamizuki has half an hour to speak with Private Hagane in the brig. Will that be all Sergeant?"

'FUCK!' "Yes sir," Genma said before ducking out of tent. He'd thought it'd been relevant that an officer was sleeping with or at least fooling around with a Private or that the first Lieutenant had exasperated the situation, but apparently the officers in this company can do whatever they want. 'I can't believe I fucked up again!' Genma growled internally as he kicked a stone that was lying in his path. 'What the hell does it take to impress that man? At least I got what I wanted out of this...'

Kakashi stared at the tent flap Genma had just exited through; his eyes were unfocused and dark. His face was stone; the finest interrogation specialist couldn�t read the thoughts hidden behind the steel grey orb. What could a man of his stature be thinking at a time like this? So much had happened in the last 36 hours. The leader of over 200 men their guide through the hell that is Suna. This man had but one thought plaguing his troubled mind. "That is one fine piece of ass" he sighed as he walked back to take the chair at the small table where the honey blond had sat. He lifted rum smelling glass to his lips he licked around the edge stealing whatever taste of Genma there was left "I'm going to have to get me some more of that!" he leaned back in the chair and continued to think on that fine posterior.

Iruka stood under the water, wishing for a wall. 'I'd give my left arm for something sturdy to lean against,' he thought as his knees threatened to buckle under his weight. The run had been exhausting. He'd never lost so much water in his entire life. Not to mention his morning training and the two hundred suicides he'd done earlier. His muscles were screaming at him, though the shower was helping, hence why he was wishing for a wall.

He was so tired that he didn't even try to cover his scars as he soaped his body. At this point he wasn't even sure he had skin, so worrying others would see his scars wasn't much of a concern. He hated the dozens, maybe hundreds of lines that crisscrossed his entire body. Marks from a belt on his back, scars from being hit when is step father was wearing rings on his arms and jaw, knife scars on his legs and of course the scar across his nose from when he'd been kicked in the face with a pair of steel toed boots.

He wanted to think that he'd come to grips with his scars but his nightmares seemed to tell him otherwise. The fat, horrible man still stalked his dreams.

Iruka lifted his heavy head and glanced around the room at the other occupants. They all had scars of some kind but not like his. None except...Lieutenant Daiki's back was littered with small scars that looked new, probably from the company's last tour. In amongst the small scars were a couple of larger ones which were easily identifiable as entry wounds from bullets. He couldn't explain why but he thought the man's scars where beautiful on him, right somehow, like it would be hard to picture the broad back without them.

Tenzou thought he felt eyes on him, he was sure it was about his scars. He figured he would be use to it by now but he wasn't. It seemed that people could only see his scars, that he was no longer Tenzou; he was only the man who had been shot in the back after being thrown through the air from a landmine his friend had set off only 15 feet away. Everyone knew the story and he hated it. There were many new men in the camp, many new people to ask him his story, to stare and whisper. Who was it this time that was staring and judging who was making him feel so inhuman?

He soaped over his chest and down his torso to his legs as he bent he looked behind him around the room. He scanned over then men but could find those eyes that were causing the uneasy feeling he had. Then his heart dropped and was filled with a greater ache when he caught the deep chocolate eyes of Iruka's stare. Tenzou stood back up and faced the shower head. Iruka was the man judging him staring at his shame and pain like it was a window for all to see history. When he looked he had never expected it to be Iruka. It hurt. It hurt a lot more than it should.

Tenzou quickly finished washing he wanted to get out of there. He felt like a fucking pussy, it had been months since he had felt the need to run from the prying eyes of others. He shut off his shower, turned and walked quickly from the room but as much as he didn't want to look up at Iruka he couldn't stop himself. His eyes traveled quickly up the beautiful strong legs and over that gorgeous scarred ass... scarred. Tenzou's foot slipped on the slick wood floor as his eyes met Iruka's brutally scarred back. He landed hard with a loud smack as his ass, back, then head collided with the floor "Ahh fuck" he hissed as he pushed himself up on his elbows. His head was throbbing he cracked his eyes open slowly to be met with the concerned chocolate gaze of Iruka.

Iruka�d felt the movement behind him even before he heard the cry. He whirled around to see the Lieutenant on his back on the floor, groaning lightly in pain. He kneeled down as the man opened his eyes, a slight blush creeping across his face already. "Are you alright, sir?" He reached down to help the man to his feet, not only clasping hands but reaching around and wrapping an arm around the broad back. The move seemed to be because he was supporting the man's weight more but his fingers splayed in all directions, searching out the scars by touch.

Most of them weren't near as long as his but they were raised higher off the skin, especially the one bullet wound he was touching. Flushing redder, Iruka looked up into his commander's face. "Careful, it's slippery."

Tenzou was very confused Iruka was touching his scars but it didn't feel prying or awed it felt... it felt... shyly sensual as he stared into the dark orbs he could tell Iruka wasn't seeing a war hero or a war failure Iruka was looking at a man... Iruka was looking at him. Tenzou's mouth went dry 'he's blushing' his mind danced for joy. He's looking at me and he's blushing. Tenzou snapped his jaw shut when he noticed it had started to hang "Ahh, thank you Private" he said when he got to his feet. When he took a step back from Iruka his head started swimming and he grabbed hold of Iruka till his vision cleared again. "Shit that doesn't feel good." He looked up to Iruka's concerned eyes again "Do you think you could come with me back to my bunk..." He almost choked when Iruka's cheeks blushed even brighter "Ahh, ahh, sorry that's not quite what I meant. Ahh, I was hoping you could walk with me." Tenzou gingerly rubbed the back of his head "I'm a little dizzy and well... ahh" Tenzou could feel his own cheeks heating with blood and his words just wouldn't come out of his mouth he seemed to be trapped within the sparkle and life that Iruka's eyes held.

Now it was Iruka's turn for disbelief. Was the Lieutenant blushing too? God, he'd even stuttered like I do. "Y-yeah, of course, sir." The brunet grasped one of the heavy arms and pulled it around his shoulder and looped his arm around the older man's waist in such a way that his fingers were now pressed up against a new area, new texture to explore. They moved out into the changing area and grabbed their sweat soaked clothes, not even bothering to put anything else on before heading to their tent. Once they got there Iruka told Tenzou to sit down on his cot so he could look at his head. The older brunet had tried to wave him off but Iruka just smile and said 'doctor's orders.

It was pretty clear right away that there wasn't really anything wrong with the older man's head but Iruka took his time anyway. Most of the time his hand was running through the mousy brown hair and massaging the older man's scalp, his eyes were raking over the scars that blemished the back. "Do you ever wish they'd just wash away?" He whispered, suddenly entranced by the marred skin.

Tenzou moaned pressing his head back into Iruka's pleasing fingers almost missing the question. "Hmm?" He grunted, hoping Iruka wouldn't stop touching him.

"Do you ever wish the water would just wash them away?" Iruka repeated, not even realizing he was speaking out loud. His free hand reached out subconsciously and stroked along the raised skin, tracing a line from scar to scar until he reached the larger of the two bullet scars. He traced the outside rim of the raised flesh before ghosting his fingers over the center of the mark. He felt Tenzou's back tighten beneath his fingers and realizing what he'd done he pulled his hands over his horrified and agape mouth. "Oh my god. Oh, sir, I'm so sorry. If someone had done that to me...I didn't mean...Oh god..."

Tenzou's eyes snapped open at Iruka's frantic tone, he quickly turned to kneel on the bunk facing Iruka "Hey, hey, it's alright Iruka it's a reflex" Tenzou grabbed Iruka's hands gently and pulled them from his face. "Yes I hate to have them touched and yes, every time I get into the shower or look in the mirror I wish they would just wash away." He brought a hand back up to brush over Iruka's horrified cheek "But for some reason it didn't disgust me to have you touch them. It felt... nice" his features shifted in thought "mostly. How to explain?" Tenzou worried his lip for a moment thinking of the right words. "If these scars were mine alone, if no one could see them that I didn't trust with a part of me then I wouldn't hate them I would cherish them. They have horrifying memories attached to them yes but they prove to me every day that I lived. I took the pain and anguish turning into strength so I could live on. It was the hardest fight of my life to survive these wounds and I'm proud of what that means to me. It is the staring and the questions and the assumptions, it is people looking at my back and only seeing it not me not the man who lived through it but the hero they named me for it... or the fool who got blown up and shot in the back... twice" Tenzou's voice had turned bitter at the last sentence. "Iruka more than wishing they would wash away I wish they were invisible to all who can't see past them to see me. So I could share them without flinching with those who can truly see a person." he run his finger over Iruka's nose scar.

Iruka closed his eyes as the digit moved over his face. Of all the scars he had this was the one he was most used to so it had been a good choice for Tenzou to start with. He felt heat pooling behind his eyes and he squeezed them a little tighter. 'Don't you dare cry, Umino. Don't you dare cry.' He took a couple deep breaths before leaning into his commander's touch.

"I wish my scars were like yours. I don't think they say more than who you are at all. Mine just say 'you were young and weak'. Yours...almost seem to suit you, sir. I guess in that respect mine do too." Even though his face was sad he nuzzled his heat coming off the other man's hand and suddenly his heart sped up and he opened his eyes to look at the Lieutenant.

"Iruka when I saw your scares today weakness was the last thing to cross my mind. All I can see is strength. A scar is a wound survived, no matter the cause, it is a wound. Our bodies but more importantly our wills fight to survive that wound." Tenzou ran a hand over Iruka's chest but didn't look away from his eyes "you have had many wounds, Iruka but here you are alive; through it all you are alive and still you find more battles to fight. In you, Iruka, I see strength and a will to survive that is beautiful, rare and inspiring, one I envy."

The dark skinned brunet stared at Tenzou, his mouth just slightly agape. "Th-thank you, sir." He had to wonder if the man could feel his heart slamming into his ribcage again and again under the hand on his chest. It almost seemed impossible that he wouldn't. Those navy eyes were searching his face so intently but he didn't know what for. It was almost like they were asking for permission.

Iruka's warm brown eyes flew wide as that realization hit him and his heart beat even faster. His jaded mind screamed at him about risk and worth but his body wouldn't listen. The full, dark lips pulled up at the corners and he gave the tiniest of nods, holding his breath when the older man leaned towards him.

Their lips were inches apart and Iruka could feel the warm breath caressing his mouth. He moistened his lips and leaned in a little closer, shivering with anticipation as a broad hand cupped the side of his face.

Footsteps. Voices. They pulled apart and stood up, simultaneously bumping their heads on the top bunk as the door opened. Iruka massaged his skull vigorously while Tenzou just groaned; he shot him an embarrassed smirk and hopped up onto his own bed. Iruka laid still for several seconds flat on his back, letting his body calm before grabbing some clean clothes and heading for the mess tent, a small, pleased smile on his lips.

Izumo rubbed his sweaty palms together as he walked swiftly to the brig. 'Kotetsu, I'm so sorry. I made a huge mistake. I love you and I'll do whatever it takes to make this up to you...Yeah, something like that might work.' He entered one of the few real buildings on the base and froze when he saw a Sergeant from fourth platoon leaning against the bars of one of the cells and sneering coldly at its occupant.

"Did you think you could take the Lieutenant? Do you think you're any match for him in anything? Why the fuck would anyone want your pencil dick when they could have Namiashi fucking them into the mattress? I wish I could have seen your little boyfriend's face when he was getting fucked silly. I bet he screams and moans so prettily." No response was coming from the cell which made Izumo shudder. When Kotetsu was so angry he stopped yelling it was never a good sign.

"What are you doing?" Izumo asked and the Sergeant spun to face him, the sallow face splitting into an evil grin.

"I heard you were coming. Just getting him ready for your arrival."

Izumo's eyes darkened even further as he glared daggers at the despicable, silver haired man. "Fuck off," he hissed making the man grin even wider.

"The name's Mizuki. If you ever get bored with the Lieutenant, ask around for me."

Izumo stayed rooted to the spot until the man had left before walking up to the bars of the cell and wrapping his hands around them. "Ko, can I talk to you?"

Kotetsu was looking to the ground but at Izumo's voice he turned his face even more from view. There was a long moment of silence before Kotetsu answered "It's not like I'm going to walk away, not like I can go anywhere. Not like I have a reason to go anywhere..." his voice was barely a whisper when the last line left his lips.

Izumo flinched at the hollow tone. "Baby, please. It was a mistake, the biggest mistake I've ever made in my entire life. It just happened so fast, I didn't know what to do." It wasn't really the truth but it wasn't really a lie either. He just had to make it clear that if Kotetsu would take him back it would never happen again. "I don't know what you think happened or what people are saying but we didn't have sex. I swear to you. Ko...baby, please look at me. Please say something." He pressed his body tighter to the bars, trying to get closer to his jaded lover.

There was another long silence which was an eerie contrast to the hustle and bustle of the camp yard. The silence was heavy it weighed Kotetsu's shoulders down more till they shuttered and silence was broken a choked sob Kotetsu had tried to hold back. Then he was moving practically throwing himself at the bars, grabbing the ones closest to Izumo's face a rattling then with rage "You fucking enjoyed it. He touched you... he he kissed you and you ENJOYED IT" he screamed. He shook the bars again roaring out his rage in a primal scream right in Izumo's face tears streaking down his cheeks from clenched eyes, one black, blue and swollen. The scream cut off and he turned away his back leaning heavily on the bars as he slid to the ground. "You enjoyed it long enough for him to give you those mark" his voice quivered with grief.

Izumo closed his eyes, fat tears streaming down his face. "I love you. I'm sorry and I love you. I don't know what else to say." He paused, not sure if he should reveal more. "I...I wasn't sure what I wanted for a little while but I know now that all I�ll ever want or need is you. Ko..." He reached out to touch his lover, breath shaky and hands trembling.

"What happened, Izumo? Tell me what happened I want to know. I want to know what he did to you" Kotetsu wanted to push the betraying hand from his shoulder. It didn't feel like Izumo's touch. It felt like the hand of another man, he didn't want to be touch by anyone but Izumo in that manner. He had never wanted to feel this way. Betrayal was a wound he had never expected to receive from [i]his[/i] Izumo, trying to digest it was making his stomach try to expel its contents. Which right now was only water for he had already vomited up what had remained of his lunch.

"Ko, please..." He didn't want to have to say what had happened. It wouldn't help anything, it would only make it worse. But when Kotetsu started to pull out of his grasp he scrambled to get a better grip on his love and relented. "Okay! Okay, I�ll tell you. He...brought me into his tent and told me to have a shower behind his tent. Said he didn't want sand in his bed. So I started showering and then he was behind me, his hands all over him. I...I didn't know what to do. He's so much bigger than me! He caught me completely off guard. I tried to tell him to stop but...but then he s-started touching me and sucking on the back of my neck. I..." He took a long shaky breath and fisted Kotetsu�s shirt and the bars harder. "He started fingering me and stroking me."

Kotetsu tore himself out of his grip and Izumo reached through the bars trying to pull him back. "That's all that happened, I swear, baby. I didn't get off and neither did he. I couldn't eat afterward; I was so disgusted with myself. Ko, I-I'm s-so sorry."

"Did you want him? Do you want him?" Kotetsu clarified with the more important question. His slanted black eyes were brimming with tears.

Izumo's voice caught in his throat. He did want Raidou. He'd wanted him then and he wanted him now, not the same way he wanted his boyfriend of course but that wasn't the question. And Kotetsu would be able to tell if he tried to lie. The spiky haired raven turned to him in the silence, the watery eyes studying him with disbelief. He pressed his marred forehead against the bars and tried to steady himself, tears pouring down his cheeks, before looking deep into his lover's eyes.

"Yes."

Kotetsu couldn't hold back his anguish as it poured from him in the form of tears. He reached out and pulled Izumo in as close as he could be. "I love you so much Izumo. How did I lose you? How could this have happened? I'm sorry I let you down. I'm sorry I didn't grow into the man you wanted. But I thought it didn't matter, I didn't think you cared that I didn't grow taller then you, that I didn't become a hulking piece of meat like the Lieutenant. I thought you wanted me for what I was. I'm so sorry I let you down, that I'm not what you feel you need." His words were rambling and slurred with tears. He pulled himself away from Izumo, backing away head down till he was leaning on the cell wall across from Izumo. He tried to look up to tell his love it was ok, he understood, and that he wouldn't stand in the way of whatever made Izumo happy. But he couldn't he couldn't look up, he couldn't talk it was as if he was broken. Like the nerves that ran to his arm his legs, they were broken; the signal to lift his head wasn't getting there. His mind screaming for him to shut up and stop crying couldn't be heard. It was all broken. It started in his heart and shattered outward.

He heard the words and wanted to deny them with every breath in his body, but breath was something he couldn't seem to catch. Izumo collapsed to the floor, the shock and reality of the situation crushing him. He tried to tell Kotetsu that it was just a stupid phase. That he'd never been with someone else and that had made him curious but that he wanted to be with Kotetsu forever. His head began to swim as oxygen depleted from his bloodstream. He took several long shuddering breaths but still couldn't make himself speak. Pressing his body so tight to the bars that it hurt, he stretched his arm out towards the raven again but still couldn't release any sound to draw the other's attention aside from the sobs and gasps for breath.

Finally he pulled himself up the bars and mouthed the words I love you before leaning his weight against the wall as he headed for the door. Blinking in the light of the setting sun he just stood in the windy air, sand sticking to his tear soaked face.

Genma looked up as Izumo walked out of the building. The young man just stood there like a statue, pale skin tinted rose in the sunset. He leapt to his feet and caught the collapsing form when the wail of grief cut through the air.

"Oh shit. Come on, Zoomer, you're okay. It'll be okay." Izumo clawed at his friend's back as he sobbed uninhibited against his shoulders. No matter what anyone said, it would never be like it was and that thought was a more disturbing thought than any he'd ever had.

Twenty minutes later Izumo was sitting in the sand outside their tent with Genma and Iruka, a cigarette hanging limply from his lips.

"Why don't you get some sleep, Zoomer?" Iruka asked gently, pulling the burning tobacco that wasn't really being smoked out of the man's mouth. "This will look better in the morning."

Izumo didn't say anything but pulled the cigarette back and took a long drag, tears rolling out of his eyes again. His dark eyes turned to Genma, who read the message loud and clear.

"Come on, Kiddo. Let's leave him be." He and Iruka stepped into the tent and he pulled the brunet to the end of the enclosure, looking to make sure they wouldn't be overheard before he spoke. "I think we should try to watch him tonight. I don't know about you but I've never seen him like this before."

Iruka gasped and looked around the room as well. "Are you..." he dropped his voice to a soft whisper, "are you saying you want to put him on suicide watch?"

Genma held up his hands for Iruka to calm down. "Not officially, but I�m worried. I'll move into Kotetsu's bunk tonight and we'll just keep and close an eye on him as possible, okay? Kotetsu will have a guard watching him so I�m less worried about him."

Iruka thought about waking from his nightmare last night and the couple cuddling on the bunk next to him. It all seemed so surreal now. "Okay," he whispered, praying that neither Izumo nor Kotetsu would do something that reckless.

'Fucking little shit. He fucking punched me in the leg. Who the fuck would punch someone in the leg. Fucking little shit�. Raidou's mind groused as he made his way to the Captain�s tent. 'Now I have to try and talk the fucker out of jail fucking little sh...' Raidou's train of thought derailed when he looked up and saw Sergeant Shiranui walk out of the Captains tent 'Well he'll ether be really pissed off or quite pleased' Raidou shrugged then continued on to the tent

"Permission to enter sir" Raidou barked when he stood before the tent flap. When he heard the Captain grumble a "enter" he pulled open the door and did just that. With a couple of his long stride he was standing before the Captain his hand out stretched holding a file. It was like this every time after they had sex as soon as it was over they went back to being Captain and Lieutenant like nothing had ever happened. It was the way it worked it was the way Kakashi demanded it work and that was fine by him.

"My report on this afternoons exercise and the incident that followed." he said bluntly.

Kakashi reached out and took the file flipping through to the incident report. The tent was silent except for the hum of white noise coming from the camp yard. It was several minutes later when the silver haired Captain set the file on the table and looked up to Raidou. "It says here that Private Hagane was affected by heatstroke at the time of the attack and should not be reprimanded for his action but should instead be given a week of desert conditioning" Kakashi stared hard at Raidou trying to read his thoughts 'shit I've trained him to well' he cursed himself. "Sit the fuck down Namiashi and explain yourself"

Raidou held in the smirk at being able to ruffle his Captain yet again. He took the set offered across from his Captain "Permission to speak...."

"Yeah yeah just get on with it" Kakashi interrupted.

The smirk was harder to control this time but he was well trained and it didn't touch his lips. He looked to his Captain in all seriousness "Sir Private Hagane is an excellent normally cool headed soldier. As you saw in my reports from yesterday and this morning I have already suggested him for advancement. I cannot let a soldier of his potential slip through my fingers no matter my personal feelings toward him. Sir no matter if we give him just a slap on the wrist for attacking me it will stain him having that on his record and cause his advancement to be difficult. It would take too long to get him to a level where we could make use of his skills. A medical blip will not slow him down or affect our ability to advance him."

Kakashi nodded and had to fight the proud smile from his lips. "Well put Lieutenant; I will hold your option in the highest regard when making my decision."

"Thank you Sir" Raidou stood to leave but before he could get to the door he was stopped by his Captains question

"Did you rape Private Kamizuki, Lieutenant?" the Captains voice was cold and bored as always

"No sir I didn't rape him" Raidou replied not looking over his shoulder then left.

As much as he hated to admit it that question had shook him. He hated that things had gotten so out of hand that his Captain had to question if he had raped one of his soldiers. He hated it but at the same time a part of felt it was worth it to have Izumo's body pressed against his.

He headed toward the brig; he wanted to talk to Kotetsu. He passed by the platoon quarters he looked over to the one he knew Izumo would be in but to his surprise the small man was sitting out front smoking and staring a rather large hole in the sand.

"Hey cutie, you holding up okay?" Raidou asked in a somewhat gentle voice -they were in public he couldn't be to soft- kneeling down in from of the smaller man.

Izumo raised his bloodshot eyes to his Lieutenant, painfully aware that this was not a private conversation and he was speaking to a superior officer. "Alright I guess, Sir." He butted out his cigarette in the sand beside the pile he'd already smoked and immediately pulled out another and lit it. He was amazed at how level his voice had been. Maybe he was all cried out for today. It felt bizarre to be grieving for a lost love when the man who was in many ways the cause of his sorrow standing above him.

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised with how things turned out. Just have to figure out where to go from here." He felt tears prickling the back of his eyes and took a long drag from his smoke to try to level himself back out. Maybe not as cried out as he thought.

"Hey we'll get this worked out ok. I'm going to do everything I can to keep him from a court martial. He has as strong future here and I don't want to see that ruined." Raidou felt weird trying to sooth someone let alone someone that had stirred the feelings the man before him had. So he stuck with what he knew and that was soldiering.

Izumo gave a grim smile at that and raised his eyes back up to the scarred brunet. "I'd like to tell you he'd be happy to hear that. But under the circumstances..." Izumo had no idea if that was a low blow, nor if he cared. He didn't think that the Lieutenant would care. He looked up into the man's face, trying to decide exactly what that thought meant. Was he just some kind of conquest for him? Did he actually care about Izumo or was this some big, sick game? Sighing, he took another drag of his smoke and grabbed a handful of sand, letting the silky grains slip slowly through his fingers. "I appreciate any help that you can give him. This is all my fault."

Raidou reached out and took hold of Izumo's chin tilting it to look at him. The movement caused a brimming tear to streak down his cheek Raidou's long thick thumb stretched out and wiped it away. "None of this is your fault. Don't take the blame. I'm at fault here; I can and will take the blame for this." As two more tears rolled from Izumo's eyes, Raidou started to panic. He hadn't felt this way in... ever. He was scared. He leaned his head in and rested his forehead to Izumo. "Don't cry Izumo" he brushed his nose against that of the broken feeling man "please" he whispered. He pulled back to look into those shimmering dark orbs, looking as deep as he dared 'I did this. I cause this pain cause such damage in something so beautiful' the thoughts whimpered and cried through his head and it scared him. He was stone, he was steel, he didn't feel he didn't morn, he was soldier.

Izumo tried to stem his tears but he couldn't seem to control them. The defiant, salty droplets ran down his cheeks regardless of whether he blinked or not. He looked deep into Raidou�s eyes, seeing their carefully guarded hints of the tenderness he'd received earlier today. 'Just take me back your tent and fuck all this pain out of me. Kiss me until I stop crying; hold me until I can sleep.'

He wanted so badly to say those words to the massive, older man but this wasn't the time and it would be another betrayal of Kotetsu to jump into bed with this man only hours after this whole mess had started. His body however did not seem to agree with either his head or his heart. It wanted relief, it wanted release, and it wanted them now.

He turned his head into the Lieutenant's palm, nuzzling the calloused flesh and parting his lips so his warm breath caressed the sensitive skin on the inside of the man's wrist. Maybe it was cruel to take another lover when he was still so obviously on the rebound but his mind had stopped working properly when Raidou had touched him. He wanted, no, needed to feel something other than emotional pain. He turned his big, dark, puppy eyes upwards again, rapid breath spilling over his parted lips.

It surprised him that it wasn't hatred he saw in those eyes. There was so much; too much for Raidou to take. He is so beautiful, so perfect and I've hurt him, but he is still asking. I can see he wants it, needs it, and is pleading for it. He tried to steel himself; he wasn't a man who would weaken to emotion but those eyes... He couldn't keep his wall up any longer, it was just too heavy. He could now feel those eyes looking into his soul, reading there that he was really lost and scared of what this man was doing to him. He couldn't look any longer, there was too much in those dark pools. He closed the distance to Izumo's lips snapping his eyes shut. His hands came up to cradle Izumo's head, lacing his fingers into chestnut locks. He kissed passionately but with care as well. He didn't thrash with teeth and tongue, this kiss was all lips, long hard presses alongside gentle brushes and rubs.

He pulled out of the kiss when he was sure he could keep it up without letting himself fall to hard. Wrapping his arms around Izumo's shoulder he broke the kiss to pull the smaller man into a hug pressing his cheek against a tear soaked one. "Izumo" he whispered "I'm..." 'sorry'. He held him tighter the word wouldn't pass his lips. He nuzzled his nose against a trimmed sideburn. "I'm so...� he tried again but the word froze in his throat again. Raidou rested his head on Izumo's shoulder in defeat "How do you make me so weak?" he breathed against the pale neck.

Izumo pressed his wet face into Raidou's neck and fisted the uniform on the ripped chest. "I'm sorry. I don't want to make you weak. I should just stop ruining people. I'm..." He was cut off as lips fiercely sealed over his again. Moaning into the embrace he pushed his body against his superior's, reveling in the safe and protected feeling that washed over him in the strong arms.

Raidou carefully moved one arm at a time keeping one tight around Izumo holding him close while the other moved under his arms and around his ribs. Both arms tight around his cutie's body again he held him strong against his body letting whatever comfort his cold scarred body had flow into the small man in his arms 'I want to keep you safe I want to keep you...'

"Lieutenant Namiashi?" A smooth deep voice questioned. The scarred brunet unconsciously leaned protectively over the trebling body. "Private Kamizuki" the voice continued, surprise now lacing his voice "Are you ok Private?" Raidou turned his face only slightly so Private Hyuuga could see the warning sneer of his raised lips and bared teeth, the growl he emitted vibrating through both his and the smaller body in his arms. Startled pale eyes stared and slowly backed away before turning and entering the barracks. The threat gone all Raidou's attention moved back to his perfect, sweet, oh so needing cutie. Again one arm at a time moved never truly letting him go, a hand smoothed down his thigh to slid behind his knee and lift his leg to wrap around his waist. Izumo's body clung to his, seemingly trying to pull himself inside the safety the strong body offered. One hand under Izumo's ass and the other around his ribs Raidou stood; his movements slow and careful continuing to kiss him gently his lips his cheeks the tip of his nose, everywhere, anywhere.

'Oh god, yes. Please take me away from all this. I need you, Raidou.'

Raidou's feet led him to his tent, Private Hyuuga forgotten. He didn't remember the walk or laying his precious cargo on his bed he only remembered touching, feeling. He pulled back from the pale face, his body throbbing with desire at the needy eyes and swollen, plump, pink lips. Growling low in his chest he attacked the lithe body, nipping his way down soft neck and licking and sucking a new mark of possession on the pulse point.

Izumo moaned and gasped as his sensitive skin was ravaged. He frantically worked on the buttons of Raidou's shirt desperate for the feel of skin on skin contact. His eyes flooded with rebellious tears again but his body felt so good he didn't pay them much attention. When Raidou moved his mouth downward and pushed Izumo's shirt up to his chin so he could capture one of the pink nipples between his lips the pale body tightened up like a bow string, arching upwards with a desperate whimper. He clutched feverishly at Raidou's back, his body bucking upwards without restraint. His soft whimpers fell into the air between them, spurring the scarred brunet on in his efforts. Shaky, pale hands returned to their task of trying to rid the larger man of his shirt while writhing against the sheets.

Finally getting the last buttons undone, Izumo slid the shirt off the powerful frame and gently ran his fingers along the rough burn scars that trailed down the body, his brows furrowing lightly as he caressed the uneven skin. 'He's so strong,' Izumo thought as he imagined how painful the wounds must have been. More tears streamed down his face and he began fumbling with Raidou�s belt. 'I need you, your strength.' "Please...hurry," he whispered as Raidou nuzzled the soft skin around his navel. Carding a hand into the rusty brown hair, Izumo took a soft grip, arching off the bed when a warm tongue pressed against his abs. "Please, more!"

If you asked him later he wouldn't be able to tell when he got out of his clothes but Izumo could definitively tell you what it felt like when Raidou's naked skin pressed against him. The warm, hulking muscles enveloped him, pressing him against the sheets of the bed, chasing away his loneliness and sorrow. He spread his legs, wrapping one around Raidou's back, pulling them even closer. He hated that he couldn't seem to stop crying and prayed that the intelligent, older man understood that it had nothing to do with him. Long, thick, legs dug underneath his and a hand wrapped around his aching member making him cry out into the dry desert air. "AAH! Oh god....Raidou..."

He couldn't help the passionate groan that passed his lips at Izumo's cry of his name. He didn't want to [i]help[/i] it; he wanted it; he wanted to feel it all to release himself to this perfect man beneath him. "Mmm Izumo" he purred as his body pressed down, his swollen cock rubbing from under soft balls, along the searing flesh of the smaller brunet's taint. He groaned out again as his cock slipped and slid between Izumo's round smooth cheeks. "Oh gods I want you so much. I want to be in you, to feel all of you" he whispered against the neck he was marking in every spot he could.

Raidou slid his left hand along the underside of the mattress, searching as his right continued to slowly stroke Izumo's leaking shaft. When he felt the object of his search his fingers quickly wrapped around it. He pulled the tube of lube out and held it on Izumo's chest "Open it for me baby." His request was deep and lustful.

Izumo fumbled with the tube, the cap proving stubborn in his haste. He just wanted to be filled, for this emptiness to be banished from his body. His nerves were on fire as the head of the thick member slid along the crack of his ass. When he finally got the lid off half the tube squirted out from his tight grip. Groaning as the cool gel hit his stomach, Izumo scooped some of it up with his fingers and grabbed one of Raidou's hands with his other. He pulled the appendage to his face, laying light kisses along the palm and thumb before pulling the long thick index finger into his mouth. He let his tongue dance over the digit before nipping lightly at the calloused skin, his lusty, watery eyes never leaving Raidou's pleasure filled face.

Removing the hand from his face he began methodically spreading the lube over the fingers with is other hand, squeezing the fingers and sliding his fist around them suggestively.

Raidou moaned at the preview of the main event he was receiving. His fingers made a squelching noise as they slid in and out of the hot hand, making his erection drip with want.

"I need you," Raidou whispered against plump kiss swollen lips. His words surprised him; he was not a man of needs. The thought didn't seem to scare him this time, it seemed to excite him. As his lips sealed over Izumo's yet again he slowly pulled his fingers free of the man grip sliding them though the smeared lube on the tight stomach drawing a slick trail downward. He smeared the palm of his hand over the leaking cock giving more slickness for his stroking hand. His fingers moved slowly over the others taint, massaging as he went. He wanted to move fast, wanted to dive his fingers in to make room for his large cock. His lustful needs did not out way his want to care for the treasure in his arms. He moved slow smoothing his fingers over and around the tight opening before pressing a finger in. "Oh gods, so hot, so tight" was the moan lost to Izumo's mouth. He worked his finger deep giving Izumo its full thickness before pulling it back out to press in again. When the ring of muscle was relaxed and accepting he added a second pushing them deep and spreading them wide. His right hand continued to stroke long and slow, not wanting to bring Izumo to close to the edge yet.

Raidou pulled his fingers free, feeling the entrance was relaxed and ready for more. Collecting more lube from writhing stomach he smoothed it over his hard, red cock. "May I enter you now Izumo? Are you ready?"

The younger, smaller male was on the edge of hysterics now. The thick fingers had felt so good stretching and pushing inside him his body was already aching from their loss. All he could do was sob out his answer and clutch the sheets for dear life. "Y-Yes! Pu-leease, Raidou!"

His trembling lips were caught again, muffling his mewl as the slick member pressed into him, stretching him further than ever before. He clenched as another inch slid into him and Raidou cupped his face and whispered in his ear. "Shhh, relax, cutie. Shhh. Does it hurt?"

Izumo thrashed his head from side to side and pulled Raidou�s chest down on top of his, pushing more of the throbbing member into his tight passage. "Please don't stop. Raidou...oh gods, more. Please, Raidou, more!" He didn't care how pathetic he sounded even to his own ears, his body, his soul, his everything was begging for more. His nails dug into the brawny shoulders leaving little crescent moon shaped dips in the older man's skin.

Raidou paused when he'd sunk into the incredibly tight passage to the hilt, amazed that the tiny frame could hold all of him. He nuzzled the damp cheeks and wrapped his arms under Izumo's shoulders, lifting the pale torso a bit off the bed, trying to settle the younger man's pulsing body.

Izumo wiggled his hips, trying to get Raidou to move but the strong arms kept him in place until his body started to relax. When Raidou finally started to pull out he couldn't help but whimper at the emptiness he felt again, his whimper turning into a scream as the hips snapped back forward and the hardness pounded his prostate. He nuzzled the side of Raidou's neck as they began a slow rhythm. He slowly rolled his hips in time with the older man's thrusts. Their bodies moved in perfect synchronization; ragged breathing and grunts of pleasure the only sounds inside the tent.

His first time had been the same way, painfully slow and filled with emotion. Kotetsu had taken all night, bringing them both to the brink again and again before slowing his pace and drawing the experience out even longer.

A new wave of misery washed over the younger man and he clutched his new lover even tighter. Endorphins surged through his veins and cried out again from a hard thrust into his body. His cry was a wail of misery though and it made Raidou pause.

He looked down at the tear stained face and wondered if this had been a good idea. It felt amazing, so hot and tight, but was it right? He almost felt like he was taking advantage of Izumo's sadness. His thoughts even more prevalent after what Kakashi had asked him. Resting his forehead against Izumo's he closed his eyes and kissed the new tears off the raw cheeks.

"Oh, cutie, please stop crying. Are you sure you want this?" He held on tight to the small body, afraid of the answer. Afraid...he wasn't afraid of anything, not of war, not of dying, so why on earth was he suddenly afraid of rejection?

Izumo wiped his wet face but the seemingly unending tears kept falling. "I'm sorry..."

Raidou immediately pushed himself up and away from the younger man. How could he have been so stupid? Izumo was just lonely since his lover was gone. 'He just wanted comfort, he never wanted me.' He sat back on his haunches and reminded himself of all the reasons why he didn't let himself feel. Sex was one thing but he was never falling for someone again.

Izumo wiped his eyes again and held his knees. "This must not have been how you wanted it. Our first time and all I can do is cry over someone else. I'm sorry, but I just can't seem to stop." He raised himself up on his knees so he was eye to eye with the taller man. Running a finger over Raidou's lips he sighed and leaned in, shyly pressing their mouths together. "But I promise you, there's no one else here but you and me." He leaned forward and ran the tip of his tongue over Raidou's lips coaxing the man into a deep, lusty kiss, their tongues sliding together heatedly for the first time, each man moaning at the other's taste.

With a feral growling, Raidou lifted Izumo up, turned him around and pulled him tight to his chest. When Izumo leaned back into him he ran one of his hands up the creamy neck and tilted the shapely jaw so he could kiss the younger man again. This right here, this moment, this taste, is why it's worth the risk to put yourself out there. He smoothed a hand down Izumo's still slick chest, over the angular hip and under one of the creamy, pale thighs.

Izumo mewled as he was lowered onto the thick member again, his back arching, pressing his head into the broad shoulder. He reached back and wrapped an arm around Raidou's lower back and the other around the man's muscular neck, his fingers gripping the short, coarse hairs. The strong arms raised and lowered him slowly making his neglected member twitch with need. "You're so big," he whispered, tilting his face back up to Raidou's. "You feel so good. I...I feel it everywhere." Sliding a hand down his chest, Izumo found that his nerves did indeed seem to be on fire.

Izumo's words made the scarred man's cock pulse with pride, the site before him, leaning into his body, pulsing around his cock, saying the most sexual things, causing every fiber of his being to want to take in more of him, to feel more of him... more of everything. That small body shivered and panted, so small, so strong, if proportioned to his height would probably be as strong. "So beautiful" he purred turning Izumo's face so he was whispering in his ear "so perfect". He nipped sensitive skin right behind the small ear licking over it the sooth it, starting a trail that lead down the thin neck. "Everything is just so perfect. Every move, every breath, every flush of your skin" his words a hot breath over the moistened skin, his hips pistoning up into everything he described and so much more... much much more. Raidou's hand slid down Izumo's neck and across his chest, the large hand wrapped around the small man's ribs, strong calloused thumb brushing over a pert nipple.

Shifting his arm so Izumo's thigh was now cradled in his elbow, he fisted the dripping bouncing cock rubbing his thumb over the head smearing precum, covering the sensitive skin with slickness. Raidou protectively wrapped his arm tighter around his new lover at the sounds his ministrations were causing. He wanted to keep this man, this feeling. When this was over would be ever have this again... he's not mine.... 'shut the fuck up' his mind screamed 'enjoy it now, you never know what will happen tomorrow that is how you live... it has to be...' Raidou let out a frustrated growl muffling it into the coloring skin of Izumo's neck. "You drive me crazy Izumo. How are you doing this to me? How have you made me feel so much?" he asked leaning his chin over the Private's shoulder nuzzling his cheek against the now very bruised neck.

Izumo could only whimper and pant his reply of no words as he was pressed down deep on the huge feeling cock at the same time as his cock slid from base to head in the gigantic hand. Raidou's hips pushed his body back into the hand then slowly lowered his hips till Izumo could only feel the head of thick cock in the tight grip of his body. As he was pressed back down on that amazing cock Izumo's mind screamed 'Imposable. How? How can he keep such a rhythm?' "Ahhh oh gods Raidou... mmmmhhhhaaa" he cried out as his body shuttered heating to an intensity unknown to him at the thought of what Raidou could do to his body. Everything he felt seemed imposable. 'Ahhh the thumbs. How?' his mind screamed. Raidou's thumbs worked along with his rhythm of pumping and stroking, Rubbing hard over a nipple and pressing against the slit of his cock when on the up stroke while circling the head on the down.

'So responsive, so beautiful...' "my cutie" 'so tight' The body pulsing around his cock, arching and sliding against his chest, throbbing in his hand and singing a chorus of moans whimpers...

"Raidou"

...and his name. He breathed deep the scent of his lover releasing it with a sigh before taking those soft lips with his again. 'My name...'

"I'll never be able to hear my name again without think of this moment and you," he said pressing Izumo down onto his cock again, holding him there letting the feel of being so tightly gripped fill him. Releasing Izumo's cock he lowered the leg and wrapped his now free arm around the small waste. He laid back Izumo now laying on him back to chest; he curled his hips in a quick pumping movement pressing deep, pulling half out then pressing deep in quick succession.

Izumo body was boneless, relaxed over Raidou's strong frame his arms fallen to the side, head loose and lulling on his shoulder, singing his seductive song of moans and gasps. Completely taken over by the overwhelming feelings wracking his frame all he could do was flex and curl his fingers against Raidou's skin as he was slowly fucked, his nerves too burnt out to even react anymore. But every time he was sure he couldn't take anymore Raidou would twist his nipple and make him scream in pleasure and shiver with sensation.

His muscles finally all tensed at once as his desperately needed release approached. His finger's found purchase on the muscular flanks, pressing into the sculpted flesh as he threw his head back. "Oh! Raidou...so close! Ah! I can't take it...I'm gonna..." The broad hand quickly gripped his purpling harness again. Pretty much as soon as it was enveloped his cock erupted over the skilled thick fingers as he came with a cry of release, his hips snapping forward as the Lieutenant brought him to completion.

The body around his cock tightened to painful levels with one final tight hard thrust Raidou buried himself deep in his lover. With a roar of the smaller man's name he filled Izumo more with pulse after pulse of his seed. This body hardened under Izumo's pressing his releasing cock even deeper as he rode out his orgasm; as his spent body began to relax his arms mover to wrap Izumo in a protective hug again. He rolled to his side holding the younger man to his chest "Izumo Izumo Izumo" he panted in the others ear "so beautiful so perfect". His cock slid out to drop to his thigh when it was no longer hard enough to stay within the tight confines of Izumo's body.

The younger man pulled one of the large hands up to his face and kissed the rough fingers, hoping his new lover couldn't feel the tears that were pouring down his face. After the rush of his orgasm had passed and he felt the cum seeping out of him a new reality had struck him. There was no going back. Kotetsu would never forgive him now. If he thought the spiky haired raven had forsaken what they had before then he would never understand how badly he'd needed this. He pulled the burly arms around him tighter, the fear of being alone back with a vengeance. He'd always hated being alone. It scared him to the core. He could only hope that Raidou would want him again, maybe even for more than just sex. As a silent sob shook his body he buried his face in the lone pillow in embarrassment.

"Oh cutie I'm so sorry" Raidou kissed Izumo's cheek between whispering in his ear "please talk to me tell me what you are feeling. I didn't want to make you cry. I'm so sorry Izumo" Raidou's arms pulled the trembling body tighter his large hands squeezing around the small man's sides.

"No, it's not you. It's just...hard to believe this all just happened. I...well, I don't want to be this guy but I don't know what exactly we have and...and Kotetsu's given up on me. Even if he could have forgiven me before he never will now." Izumo didn't even know a person could shed so many tears but it was the end of an era for him. He'd lost more than just a lover today. Depression gripping him he pressed his face against Raidou's comfortingly warm hand. "I guess he was right to give up on me."

"No Izumo he hasn't given up in you. What I saw in his eyes the day I met you told me he would never give up on you. He loves you Izumo." Raidou kissed and nuzzled Izumo�s tear streaked cheek "I won�t stop fighting for you and nether will he. If he said such a thing it is because he's in shock, when he is in his right mind again he will fight and he will forgive you. If he is what you want he is still a choice for you. You haven't lost him yet. Please don't blame yourself. Izumo I won�t stop fighting for you and nether will he" Raidou couldn't seem to stop his words from pouring out against Izumo�s flushed skin. Emotions boiled within him so many he couldn�t understand. Why was he saying these things, why was he helping Izumo choose another man, why is he supporting Kotetsu? Why did he hurt so much inside at seeing Izumo cry? Once again he was feeling fear creep through his soul. How could someone change so much in one day to make this man of stone whisper such soft word. The part that scared him most was he meant every one of them.

When his emotions had gone to high he couldn't continue with the comforting whispers a silence fell over the tent. Raidou tensed; had he made a fool of himself had he frightened his tiny cutie into silent disgust?

"Please just hold me Raidou. I need you to just hold me" Izumo�s hushed plea rushed through Raidou's body igniting the torrent of emotions once again.

He held Izumo so close he felt a part of him, "for as long as you need me. For as long as you let me" he whispered into the chestnut hair before laying a kiss to the crown.

They laid that way for over an hour, Izumo gently crying, Raidou stroking his cheeks and kissing his face and hair as he again whispered word of care. Izumo had been asleep for half an hour when Raidou pulled himself from under his new lover. He got dressed then placed all Izumo�s clothes in a pack he slung over his back "I'm sorry cutie but I have to take you back to your bed. No one else needs to take punishment for my actions" he explained knowing his words were not heard, he still found he needed to say them. He wrapped Izumo completely in the blanket from his bed leaving only his head out. He picked the small limp body up bridle style and carried him back to his tent. He stepped inside unannounced and looked around at the suddenly staring faces it was not yet time for lights out but the men were in their beds most already asleep from the days strenuous training. There was one bunk that was empty it was right beside Iruka's, that had to be it. Raidou slowly walked over and laid the sleeping man on the bottom bunk. Quickly laying a kiss to Izumo�s temple he stood and stepped back.

Genma immediately rushed forward, ignoring Raidou�s glare he began checking his exhausted friend for injuries, starting with his wrists. Iruka relaxed as he saw the tension ease from Genma's shoulders. Two hours ago the sandy haired man had been beyond distressed, scared that concerns about Izumo had been true. He'd gone out looking and comeback empty handed and nearly out of his mind.

//flashback//
�Where the FUCK is he? If something happened to him...if he did something...I'll never forgive myself or that moro...that Lieutenant." Genma ranted and raved as he paced the plywood floor of their tent, nothing able to calm him down.

"Gen, come on. I'm sure he's fine. He probably just needed to be alone." Genma pivoted again, rounding on Iruka, who thankfully knew better than to take the attack personally.

"Are you fucking stupid? What happens when he's not back at lights out and is considered AWOL?" Iruka had been trying to reassure his friend that Izumo would be back when Tenzou, who'd had just about enough of Genma's antics, ordered the Sergeant back to his cot, to remain there for the rest of the night unless he had to take a piss or Izumo came back. He'd shot Iruka a look, asking if he was okay but the brunet had just smiled and waved him off. The gentle smile that his superior had sent back had sent a tingle of electricity up his spine and made him flush.

//End flashback//

Hushed whispers spread from bunk to bunk inside the semi permanent structure making Izumo stir.

"Is he okay?"

"Where's he been?"

"Did the Lieutenant just kiss him?"

"I think we know where he's been."

"A Lieutenant and a Private?"

Genma carefully tucked his friend into his own covers, pretending not to hear Raidou's growl of discontent as he moved the small, naked body. He picked up the extra blanket, folding it carefully before standing up and marching to the middle of the room.

"If you're a lower rank than I am, you better be in bed and biting your tongue!" Genma shouted at the top of his lungs. A brief scurrying occurred as the few men who were standing leapt into their bunks. Genma scanned the room, taking in the shocked faces of the younger soldiers. "Now as far as you're all concerned what happened here is none of your fucking business. If I find out any of you have been shooting your fat fucking gossipy mouths off to any of the other men in this camp I will personally push you so hard you either die or wash out. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Sergeant!" the men chorused in unison, several of them still shooting glances at the Lieutenant.

"Now you're all going to want to stare intently at the back of your eyelids until I tell you otherwise." When he could see that all the Privates weren't watching he handed the blanket to Raidou, holding his gaze for a minute before crossing the room to his own bunk.

Raidou grabbed Genma's arm giving it a sharp tug to bring him next to him again "Don't interfere with this Shiranui" Raidou warned "They're big boys now, they don't need their mom fighting their battles." his voice was a growl in Genma's ear. He released the arm after a hard squeeze of further warning.

Raidou walked back to Izumo's bed and laid the blanket over the foot. Going back to the head he whispered "I'm sorry, cutie, I had to bring you back to the barracks." He stroked a finger down Izumo's cheek before walked back to Genma "Do I make myself clear Sergeant?" he said in a low voice.

Genma stepped closer so he was almost chest to chest with the Lieutenant. "Understood, Sir," but he wasn't finished. He dropped his voice so that only Raidou could hear him. "Do you think because you fucked him, you know him? I've been his friend for two years so don't for a second think I did anything that I didn't think was necessary for him." He held the larger man's gaze, knowing for once that he was in the right. Izumo would have been mortified and probably would have transferred out if the entire camp had been abuzz with the information. That was just how the small man was, incredibly private.

Raidou didn't reply he couldn't. He had nothing because Genma was right, he didn't know Izumo as much as he wanted to he didn't know the young man. The slight nod to Genma had happened before he ever knew he did it. Raidou turned sharply as he got to the door he stopped. "Second platoon, you will not repeat in any form the events from me entering this tent to exiting this evening to anyone even each other, unless ordered by an office of higher rank then me." With that said, he stepped out of the tent.

"Lights out in twenty minutes," Genma announced to the room as the Lieutenant exited. Iruka, who had been lying on his bunk with his eyes closed like ordered, jumped up and grabbed his tooth brush, sticking it in his mouth to free up both hands to carry the rest of his toiletries. He had just straightened up when a groan from behind him drew his attention. Izumo stirred, probably roused by the commotion of the few men getting up, and opened his eyes. Iruka moved to his side and sat down, gently resting a hand on the narrow shoulder.

"Hey, Zoomer. Go back to sleep, okay?" He smoothed a hand over his friend's hair and moved to stand when Izumo caught his arm.

"Am I a horrible person? Will everyone hate me now?" the young man asked, drowsily. His cloudy eyes looked up at Iruka, pleading for reassurance.

Iruka sank back to the bed and grasped one of Izumo's hands, his own sadness at the couples split gripping him. He swallowed his emotion and blinked back his tears before responding the only answer that he could. "No one will hate you, Izumo. You know nothing will change how Genma and I treat you and as far as the rest of the men go, I don't think you'll have any problem working or living with them. You're, Zoomer, there's nothing horrible about that."

Izumo's eyes flooded again and he gave a small nod and whispered, "Thank you."

Iruka felt his chest tighten so he leaned down and hugged his friend tightly. "Go back to sleep. You're going to need some energy for tomorrow. We love you, Izumo." He pecked the top of the dark hair and waited for his friend to drop off again before jumping up and dashing for the wash up station.

Tenzou had watched the scene carefully from his bunk. 'This is so fucked up' was all he could think. 'To see Lieutenant Namiashi losing it like this. Things are going very wrong' He lay quiet staring at the ceiling of the tent while trying not to listen to Iruka�s conversation with Izumo... too closely. When Iruka quickly took off for the wash up he got down off his bed, standing at the head of the bunt shared with Iruka.

He watched the mocha coloured man wash his face, arms and neck, visible taking comfort from the warm cloth. It made him smile that in all this it is a washcloth that brings comfort. He shifted his feet as Iruka walked back to bed Tenzou's heart beat fasts as it seemed Iruka was walking right for him.

"Wash up's all yours Lieutenant" Iruka said in a soft voice setting his toiletries back down in his trunk.

"What?" Tenzou asked in confusion.

Iruka looked over to the sink then back to his Lieutenant "are you alright sir?

Tenzou rubbed the back of his head with his hand "Ahh yeah I'm alright sorry" he gave a gentle chuckle.
"I was going to ask the same of you?" Tenzou gestured to the bed, asking for permission to sit and talk.

Iruka nodded in assent but sighed as he sat down, looking at his friend in the bunk next to them. "I just don't know," he whispered. "If they didn't make it, what hope do the rest of us have? I've always thought of myself as romantic. One person at a time, someone who was special, someone who thought I was special." His look was thoughtful and sad as he regarded his sleeping comrade. "I was always jealous of what they hav...had. I thought..." He let out a long sigh and looked sheepishly at Tenzou. "I'm sorry, I'm just really tired. It's been a long, exhausting day. And I'm worried about what's going to happen to Kotetsu."

"As far as the army goes I believe Kotetsu will be ok. That is if I know my Captain and Lieutenant at all..." he looked across to Izumo "though right now I'm not sure how well I do know the Lieutenant." He looked back to Iruka "Kotetsu is an excellent soldier the Captain will not want to lose a man like that. If I still do know the Lieutenant he will not want a personal indecent involving him to mar a soldiers record. No matter how much he dislikes Private Hagane he would see his potential and not want that wasted." Tenzou set his hand on Iruka's "He is a good man, it is just hard to see it sometimes"

He took Iruka's hand in his keeping it low to the bed between them so no one would see "As for their relationship I don't know Iruka. I hope they can still work it out. What I saw of them yesterday it looked for real; like true love. Something I had always hoped for." He looked up at Iruka "Still hoping for." He gave Iruka�s hand a squeeze "the worst thing you can do for them right now Iruka is give up hope" he looked back to Izumo "from the look of your friend he already has, so he needs you to keep it up for him." Tenzou looked back to Iruka with a tilt to his head "Does that make any sense to you?"

Iruka's breath caught painfully in his chest. Unable to tear his gaze away from the kind, navy eyes, he inched forward subconsciously. "Yeah. I understand completely." His heart was pounding and he knew that he wanted to kiss his Lieutenant. The man was intellectual, considerate, tough, sexy, everything he'd ever hoped for in a partner. Breath coming in short, soft gasps he leaned in again and squeezed the older man's fingers as his other hand tentatively moved up Tenzou's arm.

Tenzou wanted to stare into those eyes all night but he knew the men would start looking if he didn't get back to his bunk now. But he was so close those perfect lips only inches away and his eyes begging to be comforted to be loved. In a flash the distance was closed and his lips pressed hard against the dark full lips of Iruka. The kiss last only a couple of seconds but that time seemed like an eternity so much was felt in that moment but then it was over to soon as Tenzou pulled away. "Goodnight Iruka. I hope you sleep well" he whispered.

The brunet lay down on his back as Tenzou climbed up on to his bunk. "Yeah, like I�m going to sleep after that," he whispered to no one, though he thought he might have heard a chuckle from above him. He crawled under the sheets and closed his eyes, replaying the moment again and again in his mind. Despite his earlier claim, he slipped into a deep, dreamless sleep faster than usual.

He walked to the brig not seeing anything on his way other then Izumo's heartbroken tears. 'I never want to see that again'. "Kotetsu's given up on me" Izumo's shattered voice played in his head. 'That little fuck. Izumo deserves better then that' Raidou's mind growled as he stared at the brig door trying to steel up his raging emotions again.

His boots seemed to thunder on the plank wood floor as he walked down the short hall leading to the cell row, seeming to echo the beating of his heart. He looked in on the cell for leaning on the wall across from it. "How's that heat stroke treating you Private Hagane?" he asked the spiky haired raven sitting on the cot staring at his feet.

Sad defeated eyes turned up to view Raidou and the black pools were quickly filled with rage. "Fuck off" the bitter voice snapped.

"Is that what you said to Izumo, you little shit? Is that why I found him crying with a broken heart in the sand? You weak little shit, he deserves better." Raidou growled pushing himself off the wall to step up to the bars.

Kotetsu launched off the cot and slammed into the bars grabbing the front of Raidou's shirt. "You don't know shit about him or me so shut the fuck up" the raven screamed.

"You're right I know nothing about you. And as much as I want otherwise I know very little about Izumo. But what I do know about Izumo is that his heart is broken and he is dying inside right now because his boyfriend gave up on him after he made one fucking mistake; that wasn't even his fucking fault" Raidou's voice was a deep rumble the reverberated through Kotetsu's hands. The scarred man struggles to keep his hands tight on the bars when he really wanted to reach through and grab Kotetsu's hair and smash his face into said bars.

"He let you finger him and he enjoyed it" Kotetsu raw voice was loud and emotion filled. "He wanted you..." Kotetsu shook his head in disbelief, "he still does."

Raidou couldn't hold back any longer, his emotions for his small little cutie taking over, he grabbed the front of Kotetsu's shirt and hauled him off the ground. "You weak little shit. It is no wonder his eyes wandered to me. And it was your pathetic weakness that drove him into my bed tonight. You gave up the fight for him, is that all the five years was worth, one mistake? One mistake and you let him go to another man. A cold ass cruel Lieutenant. Does he mean so fucking little to you? You told me he was yours. Does that only extend to as long as he is pure and untouched by others?" Raidou let go of Kotetsu letting him drop to the floor. The raven wasn't ready and stumbled back landing hard on the cement floor of the cell. "Izumo is kind, beautiful and everything about him is perfect. He deserves better than this" Raidou continued pointing to himself then Kotetsu "He deserves to be fought for, to be treated for what he is... perfection. I'm willing to do that. And if you want him out of my bed and back in yours where he belongs then you had better fucking fight for him. I know he doesn't belong with me, he deserves better but I'm not giving up my chance to have something so incredible in my life. I'm not giving up the fight" Raidou was fuming he was wishing he hadn't let go of Kotetsu he was furious about the words pouring from his mouth and the truth they held. He was furious that someone who meant so much to Izumo was just giving up on him. And he was completely raged that he know Kotetsu was the better man and would, win Izumo back from him. "I'm not giving up because I owe that to Izumo and I'm not giving up �cause I'm far stronger then a pussy wuss like you!" Raidou's arm reached through the bars like he was trying to grab for Kotetsu.

Kotetsu shuffled back on his ass to get further away from the reaching arm. Raidou's words ripped through him tearing everything he had tried to piece together apart again. He couldn�t look at the raging brown eyes glaring into him. "This is better for him. To be with someone who's strong" his voice was as weak and defeated as he felt.

Raidou growled gripping the bars hard again, he bluntly stated "then you don't deserve him." He turned from the cell in disgust at the weak man that has so much of Izumo's heart and walked from the brig fists clenched at his sides.

Kotetsu pushed himself from the floor and walked back to his cot. The stood staring at it knuckles white with rage "You don't deserve him ether bastard" he said to the image of Raidou's mocking face in his mind. Instead of sitting back on his cot he dropped to the floor and began doing pushups to alleviate his anger. His pace quickly became hurried and he began to sweat out his emotions. "You...don't...deserve...him...either. Bastard!!" His muscles were screaming already but he didn't stop, thrusting himself up and down for half an hour before crawling onto his cot, remembering just a few hours ago when he'd kissed Izumo's bruised head and joked and teased with him. "I'm not letting him end up with the likes of you, Lieutenant."

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