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A piece of power	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“I heard from Genma that there weren’t any muffled sounds. He spoke clearly.”
“Yes, and two names. Not one.”
“Yes. Using honorifics. Hatake-sama and…”
“Did you hear? Morino-sama.”
“Quiet, there he is!”
Rumors are quick, Morino-sama notices. Everybody somehow knows about the incidents of last night. And they all shut their mouths when he passes by. They stare at him. Some do it with a frown present on his face. Others eye his whole body and lick their lips.
Ibiki sighs and walks towards his office. Today is a paperwork day. Again. Filled with coffee, ink and… the Hokage sitting on a chair in his office?
Ibiki blinks, closes the door and walks towards his desk. He nods towards the Hokage before sitting down.
She smiles back an glances at the clock. “Right on time. As to be expected. Even when he is exclusive with a notorious late comer. On the other hand, his other partner is Umino-san. And that man is always early.” She smirks, brushes her blond hair back and sighs.
“Good morning, Hokage-sama.” Ibiki frowns. “I was not aware we had a meeting scheduled.”
She chuckles, raising her hand to cover her mouth. “We didn’t have a meeting scheduled. but I figured you wanted to take a look at their medical files.” She nods at the desk.
Ibiki frowns and looks, finding two files, Umino Iruka and Hatake Kakashi. He grabs one of then, Umino’s, and opens it. He has no idea why the Hokage thinks he would need this information. But he doesn't want to let her know that. That would be a weakness.
"As you can see, they are free from STD's." THe Hokage chuckles and takes a deep breath. "Do you need a check up on that part?"
Ibiki's face is hidden bu Umino Iruka's file. He is glad for that. Gives him time to think. He coughs. "I know myself," he says with a nod. He closes the file and grabs the other. He knows himself. He has not bin rapes. And... he bites his cheek at the tought... he is still pure.
"Ah, yes, you do." She nods. "Well then. I think my job here is done." She giggles and snorts.
Ibiki lowers the file and stares at her.
She blinks at him. "A good Hokage knows how her Shinobi react to one another. This match will work out great. Escpecially now you know you can do it without any covering." She winks. "I know you will prep them properly." She winks again and slips out of the chair, turning around.
"Remember that Umino-sensei needs to teach on weekdays. Give him enough time to rest." She reaches the door and glances over het shoulder. "I think the Hatake-brat can handle anything you throw at him."
Ibiki watches her as she walks out of his office. He glances down at the papers in his hands. Somehow, everybody assues he and those two are in a relationship. And he isn't. They aren't. He has no idea what the Hokage means by 'prepping' them and 'doing it without covering'.
He groans and drops his head low. He only wanted to be a tad more social.
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Break time. Lunch. Ibiki sighs and streches. He could get to the nearby BBQ. He nods to himself and raises from the chair.
His co-workers often bring their own lunch. He usually brings his own as well, but if he sits down at the BBQ, he could meet others. And try to be more social in that way.
He walks out of his office, running straight into Hatake-sama. THe body of the COpy-nin is warm and for a moment Ibiki wonders how it would feel naked, whriting underneath him. He shakes that thought away and looks at Hatake-sama's face.
"Iruka-sensei made lunch." Hatake-sama places his hands on Ibiki's chest and pushes him back. "He asked me to get you." His hands move up, towards and over Ibiki's shoulders, pulling him close.
Ibiki raises his hands up and shoves Hatake-sama back. "We walk," he says. He narrows his eyes.
Hatake-sama stares, blinks and steps aside. There is a faint shudder in his move. Strange. "Fine," he says. He gestures at the hallway.
Ibiki nods and walks away from Hatake-sama.
They walk in silence. Hatake-sama walks very close. With every step he takes, his arm brushes against Ibiki's arms. It makes Ibiki's arm tingle.
"Are you free tonight?" Hatake-sama asks. He arm brushes against Ibiki's arm again.
"I am." Ibiki pulls his arm back and rubs over his skin. It is getting really sensitive and he has no idea why.
"Do you want to come over to my place?" Hatake-sama holds his breath.
Ibiki doesn't answer. He frowns. There are a lot of rumors about the Copy nin. One is about his living area. The man never invites anybody to his own place.
They reach the door of the Interrogation building and walk outside, stepping into the blinding sun.
Hatake-sama coughs and scratches his cheek, just above the ending of his mask. He doesn't ask the question again. Probably to nervous.
Though, there is no reason for the Copy nin to be nervous about something so small.
Ibiki clears his troat and glances over his shoulders. "Too early."
Hatake-sama's eyes widen. He blinks, scratches his cheek again and nods. "But, what about dinner? Do you want to have some dinner?" he asks.
Ibiki turns his head back. He can't say no to that. A friendship can start with a simple dinner. A relationship starts with a date. He can do dinner.
"I mean, i'll cook for the both of you. At my place. You only have to come." Hatake-sama coughs.
Ibiki swallows and bites the inside of his cheek. He can't say no to that. It is very social, to have dinner with somebody else. "Ask Umino-san," he says. That is not saying no. It is not saying yes either.
Hatake-sama snorts.
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They reach the Academy and walk inside. Umino-san waits at his desk. He moves his gaze up and smiles. "Hello Morino-sama and Hatake-sama."
Hatake-sama sits down at Umino-san's desk. "I have a question, Iruka-sensei." He places his hands behind him and leans back.
Umino-san blinks, scratches the scar on his nose and glances at Ibiki. "Yes?"
Hatake-sama coughs and faces away from both Umino-san and Ibiki. "Do you want to have dinner at my place?" he asks. There is a red tinge above the ending of his mask.
Ibiki smirks. It is kind of cute to see. It really looks like the Copy nin is quite nervous about the question.
"That would be lovely," Umino-san says. He smiles. "Are we all invited?" He looks from Hatake-sama to Ibiki and back again.
"Yes," Hatake-sama replies. He turns his one eyed gaze to Ibiki. "You all are."
Umino-san clenches his hands into fists. "Is this going to lead to more?" he asks.
Ibiki snorts and leans agains the desk. "Are you at ease?" he asks. He needs to end this. It's a game, and he is playing with them. Pushing their buttons. The Copy nin is nervous and Umino-san is eager.
It's wrong.
"I am." Umino-san rises from his chair. "I am completely at ease." He bites his lip.
Ibiki snorts. "THe man is a nervous wreck, no matter what he says. His legs are trembling, he is biting his bottom lip and his hands are shaky. But, he has to admit, there is some good determination.
That means he has to think of a solution.
"A man at easy knows what he wants," Ibiki says. He puts his hands on his hips and stretches his back. "A man at ease know how to get what he wants." He glances over his shoulder and shuts his mouth.
Umino-san is blushing. He eyes are fixated on Ibiki. Mouth open, panting. He blinks, shakes his head and nods. "I know what I want," he says, smiling widely. "And I know where to get it."
Hatake-sama chuckles. "Somebody told me that I should nicely ask for the things I want." He coughs in his fist. "I am used to grabbing what I want."
Umino-san nods. "So, you need to ask nicely." He rises from his chair and walks around the desk, stopping in front of Ibiki. He places one hand on Ibiki's chest and pushes against him. "If I am at ease, I am comfortable enough to grab what I need."
Ibiki tenses up, slightly. His breath seems stuck in his chest. It feels warm. Hot even.
Umino-san's face is advances towards him, with his eyes closed.
Ibiki blinks. Umino-san's is still coming closer. With his lips. In a moment they will...
Their lips meet. The teacher must be standing on his tiptoes for him to reach that high. Umino-sans lips are soft and warm. The air inside Ibiki's lungs burns, but not in a bad way.
Umino-san moves his head up, grabbing a hold of Ibiki's shoulder, pulling him closer.
Ibiki opens his mouth, ready to protest. A kiss is fine, is it? But this is growing. Too deep, too fast.
Umino-san opens his own mouth, pushing his tongue towards Ibiki's.
"That's not fair."
Hatake-sama's voice comes from the left. Ibiki opens his eyes and pushes Umino-san back. He turns his face towards Hatake-sama, glad that the man decided to unterrupt the close contact.
Hatake-sama lifts his headband up, reveling his red eye. "May I kiss you like that?" he asks.
Ibiki tilts his head. The teacher kissed him and now the Copy nin wants to do the same?
Hatake-sama narrows his eyes and sighs. "May I kiss you? May I please kiss you like that? Please?" He moves his hand up to the edge of his mask. "I am asking nicely."
Umino-san licks his lips and steps aside. "He tastes good." The red color on his cheeks hasn't left. It has only turned darker.
Ibiki closes his eyes, remembering the question Hatake-sama asked. He did indeed ask nicely. That much is true. He nods at that.
Hatake-sama grunts and moves forwards. He places his hands on Ibiki's shoulders. Ibiki opens his eyes, just in time as the Copy nin leans in.
Hatake-sama's lips are soft. He pushes his tongue against Ibiki's lips.
Ibiki opens his mouth, ready to protest, again.
Hatake-sama's tongue forces his way into Ibiki's mouth, battling with Ibiki's tongue. His hands roam over Ibiki's shoulder, kneading and pulling.
Ibiki tenses his muscles, lifts his hands and grabs a hold of Hatake-sama's shoulders. Fight fire with fire, he decides. He pushes against Hatake-sama, forcing the man to take a step back. The kiss is broken and Ibiki grunts. He pulls the man back, turning him around in one swift move. Hatake-sama's back hits the desk and he groans.
Ibiki pushes one leg in betwee Hatake-sama's legs and moves his hand down.
The Copy nin gasps and closes his eyes.
Ibiki smirks and slowly closes his hand around Hatake-sama's crotch.
The man whimpers. "Please," he says.
Ibiki licks his lips and leans in, placing a kiss on Hatake-sama's neck. "I didn't state my permission out loud," he says. He licks the pale skin again. The man underneath him shivers. "I want you to wait, to ask again, until I state it out loud." Ibiki breathes agains the wet skin, making the Copy nin whimper again. "Am I clear?" Ibiki asks. He moves two fingers, touching Hatake-sama's cock through his pants.
"Yes, Morino-sama." Hatake-sama swallows and nods.
Ibiki chuckles and releases him. "Good." He takes a step back and turns around, glancing at Umino-san. "Lunch?"
The teacher nods and prepares the desk to site down and eat.
Ibiki swallows and tries to get his mind in order. What was he thinking? This is not stopping things.
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Being out in the classroom, eating lunch with those two men, makes a man vurnable. At lleast, there are more people watching him now, on his way back. It's only fuel for rumors.
Ibiki shoves his hands in his pockets and glances at the man walking alongside him.
Hatake-sama is reding that porn book of his again. Oblivious to the world and the people watching them. Does the man even think about his fellow Shinobi? Or what they think of him reading that?
"Do you have to read that?" Ibiki asks.
Hatake-sama moves the book down and blinks with his visible eye. "I don't," he says. He closes the book. "Do you want me to stop reading?" He hands tremble, his one eye doesn't show any emotion.
Ibiki turn his gaze back to the road in front of him. This is unexpected. This is power. This is him saying something and the COpy nin almost immediately complying. He shakes his head. No, the Copy nin asked him a question. It's not like he immediately put his book away.
"Well, do you?" Hataka-sama asks.
Ibiki shakes his head and increases the length of his steps. This is power. A Bit. Over the famous Copy nin.
He turns a corner and halts in front of the Interrogation building.
Hatake-sama stops next to him. The book is out of sight. Probably in the pocket of his vest.
Ibiki frowns. So the man did put it away.
"So, about tonight..."
Ibiki stops and turns his head, raising an eyebrow.
Hatake-sama is staring at his feet. His hands are on his back and his foot shoves some dirt away.
"Dinner," Ibiki says. He nods. "At your place." He turns his gaze away.
"And what about the question Iruka-sensei asked?" Hatake-sama seems so eager.
Ibiki blinks.
"Iruka-sensei is at ease," Hatake-sama says.
Ibiki closes his eyes and grits his teeth. He is never getting out of this. "Let's see how dinner goes," he says.
"Ah yes." Hatake-sama humms. "I'll do my best to please you."
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