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By : djserani
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When Kakashi found the camp, it took every ounce of willpower, the Anbu mindset and the shinobi in him to keep himself calm and rational. He wanted to get pissed, he wanted even to freak out a little. And he didn�t freak out, dammit.

He stopped first next to Shikamaru, but when he found a pulse, he stood back up. He recognized the signs of chakra exhaustion, so he knew that the younger man would be fine with rest. He paused at Yamada next, checking the rogue�s pulse. When he found none, he shoved that off, too and headed to Genma.

He squatted next to the assassin and his stomach did a slow roll at the gash that cut across the man�s back. There was an insane amount of blood, and Kakashi cursed himself silently. He shouldn�t have split them up. The guy was too much for one of them.

He pulled the supply scroll out and summoned bandages. He did his best to quickly bind Genma�s injuries, both the back and the arm, but the back would need quite a bit more than that. Unfortunately, he knew they didn�t have time for that now. Kimura�s men were still scouring the forest, so they needed to get out of there.

He wrapped Kubikiribouchou up and slung it on his back then squatted next to Genma again. The assassin started to stir. "Huh?" Genma asked, trying to roll. "What the..." he started, then looked up.

"You took a nasty hit to the back. I�ve bandaged it, but it�ll need more. Can you walk?" Kakashi asked.

Genma paused to think it over, then nodded. "Yeah, I think so. Hurts like hell, but I�ll be fine. Sh... uh Hawk?"

"Chakra exhaustion," Kakashi reported and Genma nodded again, then got unsteadily to his feet. The copy nin knelt next to Shikamaru and hoisted him up over a shoulder. As soon as Kakashi was standing again, they took off.

It was slow going, but they luckily avoided Kumira�s men and made it to the Fire border. Just a little bit further and they knew they�d be safe. They continued their slow progress in silence, both Kakashi and Genma simply concentrating on staying upright.

Shikamaru still hadn�t awakened by the time they made it to the safe house. They got inside and Genma had enough left in him to open one of the futons out. Kakashi laid the shadow nin down then went to check the house�s inventory.

Genma had enough by then, the gash on his back finally breaking through the block he�d managed to put on the pain. He held up one wall long enough for Kakashi to pull another futon out and he collapsed onto it.

Kakashi set about gathering medical supplies and heating water. "House" was a generous term for the cabin that the ANBU had set aside for its members. Set back in a copse of trees, it was little more than a single room. It had a small bathroom of sorts with a toilet and shower, fed by a pump from the small stream that ran directly under the cabin itself.

It was surrounded by trees on three sides and a rock wall on the fourth. There was a natural hot spring behind it that was large enough for maybe two or three people and no more and also fed into the bathroom. The whole thing was carefully trapped in a way that only the ANBU nin could disarm. Kakashi found himself yet again grateful for Obito�s gift which had allowed him years ago to memorize the types of traps that had been set.

Inside, there was a fire pit in the center of the single room. Along one wall was a stack of futons, blankets and pillows. Along another was a single counter and set of cabinets with a dry sink. There was bottled water, limited non-perishable food, dishes, utensils and, of course, the medical supplies.

Kakashi brought the things he needed back over to Genma�s futon and sat down next to him. "I�m going to have to take off the vest and shirt," he murmured to the injured man.

Genma nodded and pushed his good arm under him to pull at the zipper for his vest. It took a bit of work but they finally managed to remove the clothing on his upper body.

Kakashi inspected the gash. It ran from Genma�s right shoulder in a sharp diagonal to his left hip. It wasn�t too deep, but the copy nin knew from experience just how much damage the sword could do. He pulled one of the bottles out and frowned at it. "I�m afraid there�s not a lot of anesthetic."

Genma shook his head. "It�s okay, just do it."

Kakashi could hear the flat tone of voice and knew Gen was still in shutdown. It was probably a good thing, considering how much of this was going to hurt, so at least his emotional mess was currently dealt with and he could put his energy into fighting the pain. Kakashi forced his own emotions tighter into his box and opened the bottle.

He worked quickly, knowing that what there was of the numbing agent wasn�t going to last long. If not for the fact that his emotions were already tightly contained, the simple act of pushing the needle through skin would turn his stomach. He never liked doing that part of first aid and could have happily lived his life without ever having to do it.

But it was necessary now and he was once more grateful for the ability to put it away. There were minor grunts now and again from the man under him as he worked. Kakashi yet again cursed his bad judgment and wished he could do something more for Genma than he was doing.

Finally, he was able to tie off the thread and turn his attention to the small cut on Genma�s arm. It wasn�t as long, but would still require stitches. "Just a few more minutes," he murmured to the assassin and Genma gave another nod. Kakashi saw him close his eyes and force himself to relax his muscles.

He used the last of the anesthetic on the arm cut and was grateful that it seemed to deaden most of this skin. A few minutes later, he was tying this thread off, too. "I�m done."

Another nod and Genma simply melted into the futon. A few minutes later, he�d passed out again.

Kakashi cleaned everything up, checked on both of the other men, then pulled his own futon out, but sleep was disturbingly far away. He watched his team members sleep, both of them very still.

He shouldn�t have split them up when they went after the rogue. He kept circling around to that. If they�d stayed together, it wouldn�t have been a fight. Yet again, he�d fucked up. He sighed and closed his eyes, forcing his body to relax. He needed to rest his body even if he couldn't rest his mind.

Genma woke a few hours later. He opened his eyes and looked around, registering the cold fire pit, the other members of his team, both of whom were still sleeping, and the cabin. He only vaguely recalled actually getting to the safe house, but did remember quite well the treatment Kakashi gave him for his back. He queried his body and, sure that it wasn�t going to protest too vehemently, he managed to get himself to a sitting position.

His back still hurt like hell, but he could ignore that. He recognized that, despite the sleep, he was still very close to shutdown, his emotions still sealed off. He popped a senbon into his mouth and got unsteadily to his feet, making his way into the bathroom and ignoring the rest of things to take care of basic bodily functions first.

When he came back out, he saw Shikamaru sitting up. The younger man�s mask was gone, his hair down around his shoulders and his face sleepy... and closed off. The shadow nin stood up, nodded almost absently to Genma and passed him up on the way into the bathroom.

Genma remembered that this was Shikamaru�s first ANBU mission. He wondered just how much the younger man had done before joining. He waited until the toilet flushed and the door opened, then he approached the other man. "Shika?"

Shikamaru looked up at him. His eyes were still blank, still dead. Genma considered him carefully. "Are you okay?"

The shadow nin looked him over for a moment and there was a flicker in his eyes. Genma figured the younger man was fighting with it at least as much as he was, and probably quite a bit more. "I�m fine. I�ll be better later."

Gen put his hand on Shikamaru�s arm. "There are ways to deal with it," he said, quietly.

One dark eyebrow went up. "Are you offering yourself?"

Genma blinked at the forward question, but recovered quickly. "Yes, if you need it."

Shika seemed a little taken aback at the equally forward response and didn�t answer at first. "I don�t do that."

It was Genma�s turn to raise his eyebrows. "Do what?"

"Sex. For those reasons," Shikamaru clarified.

Genma tilted his head, looking the younger man over. "And what do you do it for? Do you have someone back in Konoha?"

The younger man shook his head. "No. And I don�t want anyone. Not... not yet, anyway."

Genma watched the darkness waver. "Are you telling me you�ve never had sex?" Genma blinked in disbelief.

The darkness shifted a little further and the tiniest hint of humor bloomed. "Yes, I�ve had sex. I�m not a monk. I just prefer not to."

Genma looked him over again. "If you wish. But it can help, a lot. And you look like you need it." With that, he left the younger man to consider his words, then turned and crossed the room, squatting next to his pack. He pulled out fresh underwear and started back toward the shower.

Shikamaru hadn�t moved. He held a hand out toward Genma but halted just shy of touching the older man�s arm. "It..." he paused and swallowed. "It helps?"

Genma stopped and leaned against the wall next to the bathroom door. "Yes," he said, simply.

He watched the thoughts cross the younger man�s face quickly and he was reminded again of the shadow nin�s brilliance and fast thinking. Shika�s eyes darted to their sleeping teammate then back to him, the decision apparently made. "Would you... like me to wash your back?"

He didn�t miss the meaning behind that. Genma turned, opened a cabinet nearby and pulled two towels out. Then, in silence, he waved toward the bathroom. Shikamaru went into the little room and, also in silence, stripped out of his clothes then stepped up to the shower. He twisted the knobs, adjusted the water to somewhere just north of lukewarm and stepped in.

Shika turned and waited for Genma to finish stripping out of his pants. Then he put the senbon on the sink, stepped into the small stall behind the other man and set a couple of small bottles on the shelf in the corner. The shadow nin glanced at them, noted the shampoo and conditioner then turned around to get his hair wet.

They didn�t speak for the longest time. Genma helped the younger man with his hair and Shika did the same for Gen, doing his best to keep the water off of the taller man�s injury. When they were mostly clean, Genma looked the shadow nin over, then pulled him in. They hovered just a few centimeters apart, then the older man bent, skipping Shika�s lips and kissed a path down his neck.

Shikamaru sucked in a breath when Gen�s teeth nipped at his skin and his hands slid up over the muscled chest in front of him. He tweaked a nipple, earning himself a quiet moan from the assassin�s throat. The taller man reached up and adjusted the shower head so the water fell straight, then shifted them, pinning Shika against the tile. He rocked into the shorter man, the hardening cock brushing the shadow nin�s own arousal.

Shika�s hands came around to cup Genma�s ass and pull him in tighter, doing some of his own bucking into the body against him. More quiet moans leaked out and the nips from the taller man on his neck and shoulder got more insistent. Gen shifted, then, and one hand slid down to wrap around Shika�s cock, stroking it slowly and dragging a groan from his throat.

"Turn around," Gen whispered and stepped back far enough for the other man to comply. Shikamaru caught out of the corner of his eye one hand reaching for the conditioner bottle, then he closed them and tried to calm his body long enough to wait. He was usually very patient, lazy even in this, but maybe it was the shutdown, or the unusual circumstances, he didn�t know. But he wanted, needed to feel, his body nearly desperate to be filled, to get to that pleasure and he fought with himself to demand that the other man hurry the hell up.

And then the first finger was there and he groaned into the tile. He pushed his ass out, trying to say without words that he didn�t need slow, didn�t want careful. A louder moan escaped emphasizing it, but all that earned him was the finger withdrawing. His head dropped as he fought with himself but a few seconds later a second was added and he felt himself being stretched. Unable to hold it in, he whispered a nearly imperceptible "Please."

The fingers disappeared again and he tried to just breathe. He looked over his shoulder at the taller man and watched Gen coat a very hard cock. He noted the look in the hazel eyes and realized that the other man was fighting just as hard against the emotional crap, too. But he had no idea how to help, was only barely holding on to his own mess by a hair.

Then Genma was there, pushing into him slowly and the moan that came out was much louder and twined with one from the taller man. Gen�s left hand came up and braced against the wall, and the other gripped Shika�s hip tightly when he was buried completely. Genma paused there a moment, breath coming in gasps, obviously fighting for control.

A moment later, he started moving with long, slow thrusts. Shika let out a grunt, matching the slow pace, trying to encourage the other man to move faster. But Genma had his own agenda, had been there many times before and knew much better than the shadow nin did what would work.

The hand on Shikamaru�s hip slid along the wet skin and wrapped itself around the straining hard length. Genma bent slightly, his mouth next to Shika�s ear and whispered, "Focus on the pleasure. Let it build slowly. Take your time with it and let it take over."

Then Gen started moving his hand and the younger man�s moans got a little louder. Shika�s hand slid up along the tile until it met Genma�s and their fingers threaded. The other hand reached back until he found Gen�s hip and gripped it.

The taller man started moving a little faster, his own grunts getting louder. But he forced himself to concentrate, remember that he was doing this for Shikamaru and it helped him focus more. He nipped at the shoulder in front of him, then opened his mouth to speak again. "That�s it, Shika. Let go."

Shikamaru struggled, his mind wanting to replay the look in the grey eyes when they went dark, the fight between survival and killing. He thought about cheating death, thought about nearly losing teammates all while his body tried to take over his mind. He cursed his brain in that moment, annoyed that he was having such a hard time letting go.

"You did what you had to do. Remember that, that you lived and it�s okay. Let it go, Shika, focus again on your body and only your body," the voice in his ear whispered. He forcibly pulled his mind back and concentrated instead on his cock and the hand on it, the pleasure shooting through his body. He thought about the dick slowly thrusting into him, hitting his prostate and a grunt came out when he finally shifted his mind completely to the pleasure.

"Yes, fuck, yes..." he moaned and heard a pleased hum from behind him. His body reacted to that, too, his cock twitching in the hand around it, and his own grip tightened on Genma�s hip. "Faster, oh fuck, harder, Gen, please..."

Genma gave him what he needed and Shikamaru felt the last of the darkness slip away as his orgasm screamed closer.

"Nngh... feel so... fucking good, Shika," Genma grunted, his own pleasure taking over, as well. "Fuck, not much..."

"Yeah... me... nngh..." Shikamaru tried to speak, but his brain was blessedly quiet, his body too focused on the feel of the hand on his cock, and how... "So fucking... close..." he managed and heard an answering groan in his ear.

"Come, Shika. Come with me," Genma whispered and Shikamaru couldn�t have done anything else. Gen hit his prostate once more, the hand on his cock tightened just enough and his climax crashed through him.

He managed to muffle the "Fuck!" behind clenched teeth, then the orgasm ripped through his body, along his nerves and out onto the tile in front of him. He registered the other man�s grunt, felt the bite on his shoulder, then Genma�s thrusts turned erratic as the vibrations went through his skin from the taller man�s blocked shout.

They both went limp at the same time, holding themselves up barely by their still-held hands. Genma let go of Shika�s spent cock and wrapped his arm around the younger man�s waist. He dropped a kiss on the bite mark on the shadow nin�s shoulder, then whispered, "Are you okay?"

Shikamaru nodded, the hand he had on Genma�s hip squeezed gently and he dropped his head back onto Gen�s shoulder. "You were right," he murmured.

"Hmmm?" Gen asked.

"It helps," Shika replied and Genma nodded, dropping another kiss on the younger man�s neck. He carefully eased back and out of the other�s body and stood up, Shikamaru following suit.

They cleaned each other up quickly, the water cooling rapidly. Finally, they stepped out, dried off and wrapped their towels around themselves before leaving the bathroom.

Kakashi was sitting up, a fire had been restarted and there was a tea kettle hanging over it. The copy nin glanced up at them, his eyes darting from one to the other, then he turned back to the fire. "Is your back okay?" He asked in clipped tones.

Genma raised his eyebrows in surprise. He�d known the other man for years, had served with him in ANBU way back when. He knew that, back then, Kakashi had been rumored to do exactly what he and Shika had just done. So, he wondered about the reaction. "It�s fine," he said belatedly.

Kakashi nodded. "I�m making tea. There�s not much to eat here, but I don�t think we should try to move just yet. If you do too much you might open it again. And Shikamaru needs more time to recover his chakra."

Genma and Shikamaru exchanged glances, then approached the futons they�d been laying on earlier and took seats. "If that�s what you think we should do," Genma said, carefully.

Kakashi shrugged a shoulder. "I think it�s probably the best idea."

Genma blinked at the copy nin again. He was certainly not acting like himself. "Um... Kakashi?"

The silver-haired man looked up, his visible eyebrow raised. Genma could see the look in the other man�s eye and he saw that Kakashi hadn�t put away the shutdown yet. "Do... you..." he started, but the copy nin just shook his head.

"I�m fine," he said shortly and Genma�s eyebrows twisted in puzzlement. "I�m going to get more water," Kakashi said, standing up.

Genma threw a look at Shikamaru who shrugged a shoulder as if to say, �you know him better� and laid back on the futon. Genma stood up and followed the other man to the doorway. "Kakashi," he called softly, catching up to him on the threshold.

The copy nin turned around. "I said I�m fine," Kakashi said in a tone the brooked no argument.

But Genma knew better, knew Kakashi maybe a bit better than the copy nin would have liked and he pushed, anyway. "What�s wrong?"

Kakashi blinked his visible eye and Gen could see the muscles of the other man�s jaw twitching under the mask as he fought with something. "You got hurt. I shouldn�t have split us up," he said, finally. "I�m the reason you�re hurt and he ran out of chakra."

Genma blinked. "That�s ridiculous."

Kakashi shook his head. "I�m the leader of this team. It was my decision to split."

"We had to!" Genma shook his own head. "We would never have found him if we�d tried to stay together."

Kakashi said nothing. "Look," Genma continued, "I�ll be fine. Shika is fine. And you�re still in shutdown. You need to deal with it."

"Seems like you and Shika already have. I�m glad you helped him. I�ll be fine." Kakashi started to step through the door, but Gen caught his sleeve.

"Fine? You�re not dealing with it Kakashi." He shook his head. "I can help you," he murmured.

Kakashi considered him a minute. "Thank you, but... no."

Genma blinked, and fought to hide the rejection, though he suspected it leaked through, anyway. "I�m sure Shika would, if you would pref--" he started, but Kakashi cut him off.

"No. It�s not you." He swallowed, muscles jumping once more, then he sighed. "I don�t. Period, okay? Now, if you�ll--"

"You don�t what?" Genma asked in shock.

Kakashi stared at him. "I think you know quite well what I�m talking about."

"But... you... I..." Genma stuttered, unable to form anything coherent. He shook his head and tried again. "How long, Kakashi?" It was the only thing he could force out.

Had it been anyone else, Kakashi would have told him to take his question and do something very impolite with it. But Genma was the closest thing he had to a friend and he found himself wanting to answer. Maybe it was the fact that he was still struggling with shutdown or maybe it was something else, he didn�t really know and even later he�d never be able to explain it.

"Since Obito," he whispered, then turned on his heel and stepped through the door, shutting it firmly behind him.

Genma stared at the closed door in complete shock.
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Scars	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1470 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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