December | By : kokkeichan Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1214 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: December
Author: Cheza-chan
Rating: R
Summary: Fired from his job, his world freezing around him, Umino Iruka must try and cope with the fact that he no longer has anything else left. Hatake Kakashi, owner of an animal clinic, proves that there are things worth living for.
Pairing: GenRai (new), OroIru (non-con), KakaIru, SasuNaru, ShikaKiba, GaaSaku, NejiHina
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto—sadly. I'm just using the characters to express my mounting love for the show.
A/N: *places a finger to her lips* Shhh. They're fornicating.
Chapter Twenty-Two — White Hot New Year's
Kakashi was now wishing he hadn't had the TV removed. He sat on the floor at the foot of the bed, staring mindlessly at the wall where the box of entertainment had been. He groaned and knocked his head against the mattress. "I have Adult ADD!"
"For the first time, I can say with ease that I believe you." Iruka swung his legs over the side of the bed. "Why don't we just go turn on the tree and open the presents?" He stood, wrapping the sheets around himself, and strolled by the sullen man after ordering him up; the sheets trailed behind him.
Kakashi grabbed hold and the brunet jerked to a halt. He stood, taking an end from Iruka and wrapped it around his own shoulder. "What do you want to eat?"
"Coffee."
"You can't eat it."
"Freeze it."
"Why are you so difficult?" Kakashi mumbled, stopping.
Iruka stopped also and glanced over his shoulder. He glanced upward then dropped his head with a sigh as his hair was pulled into a ponytail. "You're obsessive and possessive."
"It's cuter this way but I'm glad you realized that!" The brunet couldn't help smiling and Kakashi's heart soared. He wanted to grab Iruka by the same ponytail he'd created and drag him around like he'd heard cavemen did their women. He laughed goofily and opened his eyes to reality and found Iruka and the sheets missing. "Iruka! Why'd you leave me?"
"You were standing there like an idiot. I'm hungry."
"You'll catch on fire wrapped in that thing." Kakashi rushed into the kitchen and started to remove the cotton cloth but thought against it as he saw the state the younger man was in underneath. "They also say don't fry in the nude. How did I miss that?"
"I steal the sheets for myself at night," Iruka said with a smirk. He moved about the kitchen with Kakashi clinging happily to the sheets. "What are we making?"
"Let's check the fridge and icebox." The silver-haired man relinquished his hold and headed for the corner while Iruka took the refrigerator. "Hamburgers!" Kakashi exclaimed.
"That'll take too long to cook. But tell me something, Kakashi, why do you have Oreos in your fridge?" Iruka held the container over the door for him to see.
"What do you mean 'why'? Oreos are… Do you want me to sing the song?"
"Dear, God, no." Iruka put the cookies back in the fridge and pulled out a pumpkin pie that he placed it on the counter. An involuntary shudder ran through his body and he slowly straightened himself to glare at the singing veterinarian. He replayed the conversation in his head and ended up on the last words spoken: Dear, God, no, meaning he hadn't wanted to hear that annoying song. "Kakashi…"
"Yes?" the older man chirped, breaking his tune. Kakashi ended up sitting at the table, his face abnormally swollen from the severe beating he'd received from the small man.
Iruka had prepared the meal for them after placing his significant other in "time out" and was now heading out to the tree with his arms full. "Get up," he ordered. "Bring the rest of the food."
"Yes, sir," Kakashi mumbled, slowly standing. Shuffling his feet, he reached the counter and picked up the pie, a small bowl of ice cream, and some potato salad. There were two separate plates of food set out and his had considerable distance between Iruka's. He set down what he had in the middle and took a seat by his food. He tried inching over but the brunet shot him a deadly glare. "Iruka…! You love me, we shouldn't be apart."
"I can't believe I actually told you I loved you. Frankly, I think it's impossible for anyone to love you."
"Iruka!"
"Stop whining!"
Kakashi grinned, catching the present heaved at his head. He noticed his name was on it and shook it before he began unwrapping it.
Iruka watched from the corner of his eye as the man's face brightened and slowly smiled. "I called Kurenai—you left the number in my phone—and asked her what made you happy, other than me." An eyebrow rose as Kakashi began crying. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," the older man sobbed. "It's just… some of these books aren't even out yet!"
"Jiraiya did it for me as a favor," the brunet explained nervously. Kakashi's cries increased as he hugged the many installments of the Icha Icha novel series. "You're an idiot," Iruka muttered, reaching under the tree. He removed an irregularly shaped present with his name and unwrapped the paper. A tick appeared in his jaw. "Hatake Kakashi."
"Don't you like it?"
"It's something you give a child." Iruka pulled from the wrapping paper the exact replica of the snow sculpture dolphin Kakashi had made at the cliff the other day; it was vibrantly color, blushing cheeks and all, and appropriately stuffed. He closed his trembling fingers around the dolphin's neck and squeezed. It wasn't that he hated it—quite the opposite; it was adorable. He stopped strangling the plush to stare at its forehead. "What's that?"
"A hitai-ate headband." Kakashi was now kneeling directly behind him. "Ninjas from long ago wore them. This symbol…" He traced his fingers over the leaf-like emblem. "Means this particular ninja was a part of the Hidden Leafe Village, the largest, most powerful ninja village."
"You think… I'm strong?" Iruka whispered.
"I think you're extremely strong. I admire… and love… you."
He turned and wrapped his arms around the older man. "Kakashi, thank you."
"I'm glad you like it, considering it's not really your present." Kakashi rubbed his stinging cheek and raised his head as the one who had given him the painful blow came back. 'I should've kept my mouth shut.'
"You're not going to believe this," Iruka sighed. "It's started snowing again."
"You're kidding!" Kakashi sprung to his feet and yanked aside the curtain drapes. Standing on tiptoe, his face pressed against the freezing glass, he watched the heavy snowfall. "We're never going home," he whined.
"Isn't home where the heart is?"
Kakashi turned to stare at the smiling young man. Iruka's expression became fearful as the other began a slow advance on him. He had brought it upon himself—opening his mouth to speak warm affections. He was pinned against the wall, Kakashi's arms on either side of his head. "Is your heart open for me alone?" Kakashi whispered, touching his forehead to the brunet's. "Only me… let me in."
Iruka inhaled softly and stepped closer. He pressed his lips lightly against Kakashi's. "I'll only welcome you."
Kakashi smiled and literally swept Iruka off his feet.
The young man scowled as he was carried back to the bedroom and deposited on the bed. He curled up on his side and stared at the man moving about. "What are you doing?" Kakashi had set two candles onto the bedside table and lit them. He rushed around the bed to close the door and turned off the light in the process. "Aren't you overdoing it a little?" Iruka murmured.
"No. After tonight, I'll gradually go over the top until you murder me in my sleep." The veterinarian grinned.
Iruka shook his head and sat up as the mattress shifted under him. He obediently raised his arms and allowed the simple cotton shirt to be removed, then wrapped his arms around his midriff, lowering his head. Kakashi smiled and leaned beyond Iruka to reach into the night table's drawer. He pulled out a label-less bottle. "There's not a modest bone in your body. Don't act so shy. Lay down."
Turning onto his stomach, his hands folded beneath his head, Iruka closed his eyes. He stiffened as the cold traveled along his sides then turned his face into his arms as his pants were removed. A soft gasp escaped his lips at the sudden chill to his spine.
Kakashi leaned down and placed kisses over the scar tissue of Iruka's back. Using the massage oil he'd poured onto the other man, he allowed it to easily guide his hands down slender thighs and over the tense muscles of Iruka's buttocks. Having completely covered the brunet's back in kisses, he slid his hands upward and continued his massage. Kakashi swung his leg over the motionless frame, straddling Iruka, and slid his hands over the bronze shoulders, using his fingers to squeeze out the knots.
The brunet shifted, freeing his hands from under his head, and spread his arms slowly as Kakashi's touch traveled further along the appendages. He curled his fingers, capturing the other man's, and tilted his head to the side. Kakashi captured his lips in a gentle, loving manner. He nibbled and sucked on Iruka's bottom lip before pulling away. "Are you cold? Your body's trembling."
"I'm not sure if it's because I'm cold or hot," the young man replied honestly.
"Ready to move on?" The veterinarian smiled.
"…I think so."
Kakashi freed the figure he had been holding still and sat back onto the bed, removing his shirt. He ran both hands through his unruly hair and wound up with it back over his left eye. Iruka pushed himself up onto his knees and turned to face Kakashi. He sat back on his legs and lowered his head as he felt his cheeks grow hot. Kakashi chuckled and tossed his pants over the side of the bed after removing them; his underwear went with. He cupped the side of Iruka's face then slid his hand down the slender neck, a glistening shoulder, and over the well-defined chest. The silent young man released a soft gasp and bit down on his trembling lip as the wandering hand dipped between his legs and teased him.
After pulling away, Kakashi picked up the oil that had been used before and handed it to Iruka. He spread his legs slightly and raised a knee, draping an arm atop it. Iruka unscrewed the cap and poured the viscous solution into the palm of his hand, his eyes remaining lowered. Using his other hand, he closed the bottle then continued staring at the liquid. Why was he now blushing? Why did he feel so nervous? He tilted his hand and the oil spilled into the other. Both hands moved forward and closed around the erect, well-endowed member. It twitched in his grasp as he slowly began coating it with the slick oil.
Kakashi tried to keep breathing steadily but the touches were becoming more bold and intimate. Iruka traced over every vein then palmed the head while pressing his thumb against the base of Kakashi's cock. "Enough," the man grunted, hooking his hands under Iruka's arms.
The brunet smiled sheepishly and put up little resistance as he was lifted. He was placed in Kakashi's lap and slowly wrapped his arms around his neck. Iruka raised his hips when instructed and closed his eyes as he felt pressure against his anal passage.
Kakashi kissed along the neck presented before him, trying to relax the young man. "Remember what you told me? You'll only accept me."
"I know," Iruka sniffled. "I know, but…!" His heart raced as he remembered the last painful and horrifying experience he'd had, and that only made things worse. Once burned, twice shy. He blinked away his tears at the touch to his face and stared down into the mismatched orbs.
Kakashi smiled and ran his thumb over the scar on the bridge of the young man's nose. "I won't hurt you, my Konoha shinobi."
A weak, half-hearted smile slipped onto his face and his muscles gradually relaxed. He dug his fingers into the pale skin of Kakashi's shoulders and gave a choked gasp as the head of his impressive sex slipped by his sphincter. The silver-haired man covered Iruka's mouth with his own in a deep kiss, digressing the attention as he continued lowering the brunet onto his manhood. He was positive blood now trickled down his back; Iruka had taken him to the hilt. "Feeling okay?" he whispered.
Iruka nodded slowly and clasped Kakashi's face between his hands. He resumed the kiss, his tongue warring against the other's, and the strong arms around his waist drew him closer. The kiss was broken and Kakashi trailed his lips along Iruka's collarbone and down to his chest. He tilted his head to the left and closed his mouth around the small mound of flesh. He grinned at the soft giggle he elicited from the young man as his tongue swirled around the hardening nipple. He then bit down gently.
Kakashi drank in the soft moans above him and removed his lips from Iruka's chest. Never breaking eye contact with the glossy brown orbs, he slowly lifted the smaller frame and raised his hips, thrusting upward. He continued the actions at a gradual pace so the brunet could grow accustomed to him being inside.
Gasping softly, Iruka pressed his forehead to Kakashi's and began moving on his own, lowering his hips to meet every upward thrust. "I love you," he whispered, kissing along the scar over the man's left eye.
"And I didn't have to pressure you to say it," Kakashi chuckled, teasing the hair at the nape of the brunet's neck. He was happier than he'd ever been and the warm smile he'd longed for was finally directed at him; that was a plus. They kissed again and Iruka gasped once more at the fingers closing around his length. With every stroke, Kakashi's thumb caressed the sensitive underside and head.
Iruka rocked his hips to and fro as he rose and cried out at the sudden jolt of pleasure dancing up his spine. He tilted his head and the pace increased until he was practically bouncing in the man's lap. The end was drawing near—the abdominal-twisting feeling told him so. He covered Kakashi's hand with his own as he came, yelling out the veterinarian's name, and buried his face in his shoulder.
Kakashi pulled the shuddering body close and whispered the young man's name continuously as he also found his release. The warm tears on his shoulder barely registered in his mind. His happiness was beyond anything that could ever be described.
Iruka had never felt this complete. If the snow never stopped, he would be happy because he would be trapped with the one who understood him the most—the one who had broken through the many barriers he'd created just to reach him. "I love you," he whispered once more. The one who would love him till the end of time.
Iruka stared into the beady black eyes of the blue dolphin plush and shook his head. Kakashi had retrieved it from the living room. "You said it wasn't my real present."
"Mm-hmm," the silver-haired man sighed into the bronze shoulder. His own back had been covered with fierce red fingernail marks. "You want it now?"
"If you have it."
"You have it." Kakashi reached for the dolphin's hitai-ate headband and the metal face snapped open. The deep brown eyes blinked and stared curiously at the object that had fallen out. Kakashi held up his hand, a chain dangling from his fingers. The pendant was that of a dolphin leaping from waves that were also evident.
"You're never going to let it go, are you?" Iruka scoffed. "What my name means, that is." He raised his hand to touch the cold gold as it landed on his bare skin.
"Never," Kakashi laughed, kissing Iruka's neck. "Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas… idiot." Iruka smiled, closing his eyes.
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A/N: Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaao!! I just love giving my ukes presents, especially jewelry. So… *claps hands* That's it, minna! The end of the end… but… not quite. Like I told them at Fanfiction . net, there will be two more chapters following this, both will be Epilogues. I couldn't decide which one to put up so I'm gonna slap in both and let you… *points* …the reader, decide! See ya then! Also, there won't be any Author Notes on those two Epilogues. Ja ne! *runs away sobbing uncontrollably* !!
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