A good use of clones | By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3232 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Well, an update. I hope you like this chapter :)
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“Morino Ibiki, I have something important to tell you.” Hawk, the ANBU member with the mask of a hawk, stands in front of Morino Ibiki and bows. Ibiki has to strain his eyes to look at him. The man is dressed in black and even with the white mask on, it is hard to see him in the dark bedroom.
Ibiki frowns and cocks his head. “What can be so important that you need to wake me up for it?” He gestures at his bed and raises one eyebrow. Hawk knows that he can only wake him when Konoha is in danger. Ibiki narrows his eyes. Konoha is in danger.
“Well, I have some information about somebody that can help you fall asleep just a little faster next time.”
Ibiki sighs. Hawk sounds like an idiot. Perhaps he is an idiot. It doesn’t look like Konoha is in danger. Yet. “Tell me,” he says. There is a small chance he sounds angry. Strange, not?
“Yes, well, see, somebody made a clone and turned that clone into a certain somebody. That clone helped the creator get off.” Hawk puts his hands in his pocket and pushes his hips forwards. “By giving the creator a hand job.” He cocks his masked head and chuckles. “Looked good.” He nods. “Really good.”
Ibiki drops his shoulders. “You are telling me this why?” He sighs and starts to lean back. “It is not illegal for somebody to use a clone for that kind of business.” He shrugs and falls back into his pillow. “Kind of strange, but not illegal.” He brings his arms above his head and stretches. “Shinobi are weird like that.” He frowns. Hawk is weir like that, barging into his room and demanding his attention.
“The clone was turned into you.” Hawk chuckles and shrugs. “Morino-sama.”
Ibiki widens his eyes and stares at the ANBU member. Silence fills the room for a moment. He frowns and snorts. “Make that joke another time,” he says. He closes his eyes. “I am not in the mood for this.” Hawk really is an idiot. The man is close to Ibiki, but even he should not know about Ibiki’s preferences.
“But it was real, Morino-sama. It was that teacher.” Hawk sits down on Ibiki’s bed, swinging his legs back and forth. “There are rumors about him. He is interested in men. People always thought that he was interested in Hatake Kakashi, but now, I strongly believe he is interested in you.” He sighs, places his hands on his knees and nods. “Well, I’ll be taking my leave. See you some other time.” He rises from the bed again and jutsus away.
Ibiki blinks and frowns. Teacher? Must be that Umino Iruka. He is the one rumored to be in love with Hatake. Ibiki shakes his head and sighs. This is not making him sleep better. It made him curious.
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Iruka bites his lips and walks to his desk with small steps. He doesn’t look up, he just concentrates on the desk. Sleeping tonight went easy. It was the waking up part that was hard. As was his penis. He sits down at his desk and clenches his hand around his knees. He got a hand job from a clone. A clone which he turned into Morino Ibiki, the Head of Interrogation. Not good. He must be losing his mind. He should not think about it. Do not even go back to yesterday. Night. No. Iruka shuts his eyes and shakes his head.
“Something wrong, Iruka-sensei?”
Iruka opens his eyes and looks at the man in front of him. Hatake Kakashi stands there, report ready in his hand. “You look like it was hard to get out of bed this morning.” The Copy nin chuckles and places his report down onto Iruka’s desk. “Did you sleep well?” he asks. He cocks his head. “You do look worried.”
Iruka chokes on his own breath and coughs. “I slept very good, thanks.” He rubs his eyes and sigs. “I’m fine.” He has to distract the Copy nin. The man can be a bit of a tease. There is no reason to give him more material for that.
Kakashi nods. “Well then, please look at my report. Is it good enough?” He gestures at the paper and closes his eye.
Iruka leans over the desk and scans the papers with his eyes. He nods. “Yes. It is. Thank you.” He smiles and Kakashi turns around, picking his orange book out of his pocket and starts reading it.
Iruka shakes his head and wonders about something. The man is always reading that orange book. It is porn. He knows it. And it is not something he prefers himself. But what is it about that book that makes it so interesting for Kakashi to read? He narrows one eye and shakes his head. Is that man so into sex he can’t walk without it? Iruka shakes his head. He really has to stop thinking. Else he is going to think about Hatake-sama and sex. And he is already thinking about Morino-sama and sex. He bites his lips and tries to focus on his paperwork.
“Hello Umino-san.”
Iruka snaps out of his thoughts and looks at Ibiki. The man is in front of him. Standing really close. So close that he notices that the scars on his face aren’t exactly what he imagined. His clone was not quite correct. The scars on his face aren’t that harsh. No, they are softer.
He swallows and nods towards the man. His lips tremble and he can’t seem to smile. Fucking clone. It makes his mind wobbly. Perhaps he should fuck the clone next time. Next time? Perhaps he really needs to stop thinking now. He should not think about fucking a clone. And certainly not about a clone which he turned into Morino-sama. Him, fucking somebody like Morino-sama? He does not have a death wish, thank you. He closes his eyes for a moment and shakes his head. “How can I help you, Morino-sama?” he asks.
Ibiki snorts and leans down. “Not much. I need some files. Just wanted to say hi.” He nods and straightens his back. There is a smirk on his face and a strange glint in his eyes. It is kind of hot somehow. Iruka shivers from it and licks his lips. He should stop thinking altogether.
Iruka blushes. What if the man knew about what happened last night? It is not possible. It was in his own home and who would want to glance into his home? It is not like he is important. He rolls his eyes at himself. There is no way the man knows. It just can’t.
“I heard you slept well last night. I didn’t. Perhaps you can give me some pointers to help me sleep.” Ibiki’s stars lingers a bit and he slowly turn around, walking away. That ass. Hot piece of man candy. Iruka drops his head and shakes it. This is not happening. He swallows. He should not be thinking. At all.
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Kakashi cocks his head and narrows his visible eye at Ibiki. “It looked like you were teasing the teacher.” He growls and puts his porn book away in his vest.
“It looks like you are interested in the teacher.” Ibiki straightens his back and looks down on Kakashi. “Then again, I can be wrong. The porn in your pocket is obviously straight.” He cocks his head and narrows his eyes, focusing on Kakashi’s vest.
Kakashi narrows his eye. “If I find out you are annoying him, I will teach you a lesson.” He rolls his shoulders back and snorts. “There is a reason why I am famous.”
Ibiki snorts and folds his arms over each other. “I think he is quite interested in me.” He raises one eyebrow and snorts. Like he is afraid of the Shinobi in front of him. There is a reason why he is Head of Interrogation.
“And how would you know?” Kakashi folds his arms over each other and cocks his head. “You are not known for being very social.” He sighs and shakes his head. “Better yet, you are not known for getting out of that Interrogation room.”
“A little birdie told me about a clone molded after me in a certain sensei’s bedroom.” Ibiki smirks. He licks his lips and raises both of his eyebrows. “And that clone was doing some naughty stuff there.”
Kakashi widens his eyes. He snorts. “Well, we have to see that with our own eyes, don’t we?” He averts his gaze and shakes his head lightly.
Ibiki narrows his eyes and nods. “Fine by me. Tonight.” He straightens his back and stares right into Kakashi’s eye.
They nod at each other and go their separate ways.
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