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Firsts
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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"Too soon," Izumo murmured. He tried to bury the whine in his voice, but it came through, anyway.

Kenji�s arms tightened around Izumo and he dropped a light kiss on one hair-covered temple. "I know, baby. I�m sorry. So sorry, love."

Izumo burrowed into Kenji�s arms a little further, willing the morning sunlight that leaked around his closed eyelids to go away, willing the day to be delayed another two or three... or fifty. He�d known going into it that the day Kenji left was going to be hard. But there was hard and then there was this. Izumo was having trouble just breathing. It didn�t seem like he could feel this much, though realistically, he knew he had been for a while. It had simply become more obvious since they were actually together.

After Christmas night, Izumo had gone and pulled out the letters he and Kenji had exchanged over the last several months. After rereading them, he realized that they'd been heading here for a while. It was little things here and there, minor flirting and the like, but now that he knew what to look for, he saw it. Even so, he'd known when Kenji came home that if he allowed himself to feel - allowed himself to recognize what he felt, he'd be in for a rough time of it when Kenji had to go.

But recognizing that it would be hard -- knowing that it was coming -- and dealing with it were two different things. And Izumo wasn�t sure in that moment that he could deal with it. The thought came to him that he could simply break up with Kenji and it would probably be simpler. But as soon as he thought it, the ache that had formed from thinking about goodbye exploded until it nearly choked him. He couldn�t do that, even if he didn�t love Kenji as much as he did, he couldn�t do that to the man.

And he did love Kenji, so the point was moot, anyway.

He rubbed his face over the bit of hair on Kenji�s chest and thought about how much he�d miss that silly little thing. He liked that there. He wasn�t one for a lot of hair or anything, but the small amount that Kenji had, he liked. He liked kissing the tiny treasure trail, liked rubbing his face on the patch on Kenji�s chest. He sighed quietly as he realized just how crazy he was being if he could worry about missing Kenji�s chest hair.

Kenji�s arms tightened around him and Izumo felt the bed move. He swallowed his disappointment - if Kotetsu was up, it really was getting late - and shifted. But when he opened his eyes, it was still fairly dim in the room and relief filled him. Not that the few hours they had left would be enough, but he was grateful for them, nonetheless.

Kotetsu leaned over them. "I�m going to go shower and play on the Playstation for a while. You two deserve some time alone." He smiled at them and Izumo examined the expression, but there didn�t seem to be anything but honest care for them behind it.

"Thanks, Tetsu," Izumo whispered.

"Yes, thank you," Kenji echoed.

Kotetsu winked at them. "No problem. I still get breakfast with him later. Enjoy," he said and waved at them before climbing out of bed. Kenji and Izumo watched him grab clothes out of his dresser then leave, closing the door quietly behind himself.

"Wow." Izumo blinked at the closed door for another moment before looking up at Kenji.

Kenji nodded. "Wow, indeed. But... I�m glad for it. I want you one more time. Want to love you." Kenji�s voice was a whisper by the time he finished, but Izumo caught it and smiled.

"Want to love you, too, baby." Izumo tilted his head and caught Kenji�s lips with his. He poured every bit of emotion he had into it, needing to show Kenji just how he felt, needing to give every bit he could, this last time they�d be together for who knew how long.

Kenji returned it, his own feelings obvious. There was love, yes, but there was also the knowledge that this was goodbye and the taste of that was bittersweet. "God, I love you, baby," Kenji whispered as he pulled back and the beautiful hazel eyes traced Izumo's face. "So much. Gonna miss you."

"Love you, too, baby," Izumo managed, then made a small sound in the back of his throat and poured himself even more into the kiss when they crashed back together. Kenji rolled, pulling Izumo over on top of him, arms going around his lover's back. Kenji�s hands slid slowly down along his skin, pulling a quiet moan from him. Izumo leaned up and brushed the back of his fingers over Kenji's cheek, his eyes memorizing everything he could of the gorgeous face. He nipped at his lover's lips, adding taste to his memory, to the things he could pull out when he would lay awake at night, aching.

And he knew he would ache, incredibly. He just hoped he�d have the strength to handle it. And the good-bye.

The next kiss was light, lips brushing, tongues just barely touching as it shifted slowly from the soft loving into heat. Izumo rocked into Kenji, their cocks brushing and quiet moans escaped at the feel. Kenji�s hands finished their slow trip along Izumo�s skin and squeezed the ass cheeks, pulling him in a little tighter. Izumo�s breath hitched as his cock hardened even more and he bit lightly at Kenji�s lip, pushing it further from soft to hard.

Kenji hummed, his tongue snaking out to trace over Izumo�s lips and lure his lover back in for more. Izumo took the bait and their lips fused again, tongues sliding and tasting, the kiss pushing things to a slow boil. More soft sounds were loosed as Izumo shifted, rocking again, their cocks brushing again, the feel driving them both a little crazy.

Kenji deepened the kiss, one hand tightening on Izumo�s ass, pulling him closer as the grinding took on an almost desperate quality. The other slid back up Izumo�s spine then tangled in the brown hair, holding him as the kiss became almost as desperate as the grinding. They needed - to burn the feel, the taste, the sounds into their minds and it came through as they touched and moved.

"Want to feel you, baby," Kenji whispered and Izumo moaned. "Need you inside me." Izumo pulled back and stared into the hazel eyes for a long moment before diving for the bedside table and the bottle. It took him only a few seconds then he was back and he dropped the bottle on the bed next to them.

Before he could do anything with it, Kenji pulled him back in, though, and the kisses started back up again. Hands flew over skin, touching and teasing here and there, dragging more gasps and moans from each other. Then, with a supreme effort, Izumo sat back once more. He was so hard, it nearly hurt. He snatched up the bottle, his eyes glued to Kenji�s as he opened the cap. As Kenji spread his legs, Izumo�s eyes dropped to his lover�s red, hard cock and tight entrance and he could feel the drool pooling in his mouth.

Forgetting the bottle for a moment, he dove in, wanting and needing to add this taste and these sensations to his memory. He closed his eyes, focusing on the way his tongue felt on every ridge and vein, every line and bump. As he did, as the sounds and the feel of the cock in his mouth were added to the mess of things he was trying so hard to burn into his mind, he reached up and found Kenji�s hand. Their fingers threaded, hands clasped and the simple act went straight to Izumo�s heart.

He sat back one more time, and this time he succeeded in opening the bottle. He fumbled a little as he worked to simply pay attention to what he was trying to do and not the knot of emotion nearly choking him. His hand shook a little, and he cursed himself silently.

Kenji sat up and took the bottle from him, wrapping arms around him for a moment. He paused to slow it down, nuzzling Izumo�s face and dropping light kisses on lips and cheeks. "I love you," Kenji reminded him, and he could feel his heart slow and his shaking subside.

He reached up and brushed his fingers over one of Kenji�s cheek. He bit his lip, then took a deep breath. "I love you, too," he whispered back, then took the bottle back and opened it, hands now steady. Kenji took his spot once more and Izumo was much better able to focus on what he needed to do.

As such, a moment later, he was pushing slowly into Kenji�s tight body. His eyes were focused on Kenji�s as he did, unable to look away, their gazes holding each other. When he was all the way, he leaned forward and their lips met in another kiss, this tasting once more of the need and near desperation that had started before.

They moved, forcing it to stay slow, to stretch it out. Izumo wanted, needed, every minute of it he could get and he worked to that end, determined to keep it from going too fast. Kenji raised his legs a little more, his hands going to Izumo�s shoulder and back and he rocked his hips, meeting Izumo�s thrusts. "Nngh, baby... so good, almost too good," Izumo murmured, his eyes sliding closed. He fought hard against the pleasure, wanting instead to simply feel, to be.

"You, too," Kenji whispered back and his head tilted, back arching as the insane pleasure went through him. He started moving again, rocking, matching Izumo thrust for thrust and it was almost too much.

Izumo wrapped an arm around Kenji�s shoulder, holding on, needing the closeness, the something else to focus on. He brushed his lips across a shoulder, then turned and caught Kenji�s lips in another sanity-threatening kiss. But it wasn�t working, it wasn�t enough and Izumo found himself flying toward the edge, anyway. Despite his best efforts, he couldn�t resist the need to move faster, thrust harder. He braced himself up on his hands and gave in, his head falling back and eyes closing as he savored the feel of his lover�s body.

"Nngh... Zu... fuck..." Kenji grunted and one hand dove between them to wrap around his cock. Izumo�s eyes opened and gaze went straight to it, then up to Kenji�s face. And the look - the pure bliss that was on the face was nearly his undoing. He pulled back and out, gripping the base of his cock hard, doing his damnedest to hold his orgasm back. It was right there and he wasn�t ready, didn�t want to give in just yet.

Kenji�s eyes opened and stared for a moment, then dropped to Izumo�s hand. Understanding dawned and Izumo leaned forward, the kiss working to distract him just enough. He pulled back and met he hazel eyes. "Want to feel you, too. Please, baby..."

Kenji didn�t waste a second. Izumo laid back and watched as Kenji popped open the bottle. He was very grateful for just how much they�d done over the last three weeks because it meant that he needed very little prep and only a few seconds later, his lover was filling him. "Oh fuck, Kenji..." Izumo moaned.

"Mmm, yes." Kenji�s eyes slid closed and his head tilted back as he settled into place. "Not gonna last, baby. Too close already," he whispered then leaned forward for another kiss. Izumo�s hands went to Kenji�s head, fingers threading through the hair that had grown a little more just since Kenji had been there.

When they broke apart, Izumo sucked in a breath, eyes squeezed closed. "Me, either, baby," Izumo grunted, one hand going to brace himself on the headboard. Kenji started moving, pumping hard, letting go of the attempt to keep it slow. Their eyes opened and met and Kenji�s hand met Izumo�s free one, clasping and pinning it to the bed. Kenji shifted a little more, changed angles and Izumo�s eyes flew wide when Kenji found his prostate. "Oh God, Kenji, yes!"

Kenji started thrusting hard and fast, hitting Izumo�s spot and Izumo had to let go of the headboard so he could bite his fist and hold in the shouts that wanted to come out. It felt so good, so fucking incredible, and to his surprise, he found himself flying toward the edge without even a hand on his cock. He pulled his fist out of his mouth just long enough to warn Kenji. "Close, fuck, so close, baby." He went back to biting it, unwilling to start stroking himself because he wasn�t ready, didn�t want to go just yet.

Kenji nodded, unable to speak for a moment. He squeezed his eyes closed briefly and dug deep for the last vestiges of his control. When he was sure he could hold on, he opened them again and met his lover�s eyes once more. He pulled back and thrust harder, then leaned in and hovered just above Izumo�s mouth. He pulled the fist away and pinned it on the other side of Izumo�s head. He paused, holding there, just a scant inch away as Izumo struggled with control.

Izumo fought, wrestled with sanity, with control, but the thin threads he used to hold onto it were fraying. He was close, so incredibly close, it was crazy. He was right there, though he shouldn�t have been with no direct stimulation. He shook his head, not sure what he was trying to deny when Kenji�s leaned that tiny bit closer and the tight stomach added the last bit of friction needed to make the threads break completely. He fought it, he wasn�t going to, he was determined to hold on just a little longer, make it last just that tiny bit more.

But then Kenji whispered, "Cum, baby," and closed the short distance, catching his lips and he lost it. Kenji caught the scream with the kiss as the orgasm ripped through Izumo�s system. His vision disappeared and sound turned to noise in his head as white fire exploded in him. He coated both of them as the climax hung on, refusing to fade, aftershocks hitting almost as hard as the original orgasm did.

It was only by virtue of the need to silence his lover that helped Kenji hold on through most Izumo�s incredible orgasm. He managed until the muscles around his cock clamped down and hot cum splashed his chest, then he, too, flew off the edge. This time it was Izumo who caught the sound from Kenji�s throat. Kenji�s hands tightened in Izumo�s and his body shook hard as the pleasure took him. He poured himself into his lover�s body, thrusts slowing gradually and drawing it out until finally, he was able to stop.

He broke the kiss but only to gasp in air. Then he was back, they were kissing again, Izumo wrapping his legs around Kenji�s waist and their hands gripping each other for dear life. Finally they had to let go and Izumo�s arms went around Kenji�s shoulders, holding him close. Kenji buried his face in his lover�s neck, both trying desperately to ignore the inevitable.

It was time.

Izumo swallowed convulsively, refusing to recognize the emotion that was bubbling to the surface. He held on for a long time, no more willing to move than Kenji was. They stayed like that - Kenji inside of Izumo, Izumo wrapped around Kenji - as they savored and stamped into their memories every possible bit of it that they could.

It was a long time later that Kenji lifted his head and looked into the brown eyes. Izumo worked hard to keep the sadness out of them, but he didn�t succeed completely, though in a weird way, it made Kenji feel good, too, to know that Izumo would miss him.

But he didn�t really want to see Izumo hurting and he dropped light kisses on cheeks and nose and lips, doing everything he could think of to offer comfort. "We�ll write. Every day, if possible. I�ll call as often as I can. We�ll send pictures."

Izumo nodded and swallowed around the lump in his throat. He reached up and brushed a bit of Kenji�s hair back from the gorgeous face. "I love you, so much. I�ll miss you." He paused to take a deep breath, though his chest was too tight for it. "How... I want to be able to tell you I love you. In... in my letters. How... how can I? I don�t want you to get in trouble."

Kenji smiled. "I�ve been thinking about that. Just sign them with an "I" or just "Zu" or something, then no one will know who it is. That won�t tell them who you are. Or, at least, that you�re not my girlfriend."

Izumo nodded and he could feel a small smile tugging at his lips. "I will, you know. Every day I possibly can. The post office is going to think I�m nuts. Even if it�s to just tell you that I�m thinking about you and that I love you."

Kenji grinned. "I don�t care what the post office thinks. I�ll be too happy to get them." The grin faded and Kenji found himself having trouble breathing again. He swallowed as he stared at Izumo. "You are so incredibly gorgeous, Izumo. I don�t know how I got so lucky to call you mine, but I am."

Izumo�s cheeks colored a little. "I�m the lucky one, Kenji. Thank you, for being mine."

Kenji shook his head and leaned in for another kiss. They closed their eyes and lost themselves in it for another long moment, but then there was a quiet knock on the door and it opened a crack. "Um, guys?" Kotetsu asked, poking his head in.

They broke apart and Kenji shifted so they could look. "Hey, uh, sorry, but, um, it�s getting kind of late. Gotta pack and shower and stuff..." Kotetsu said. He looked really unhappy to be reminding them.

"Thanks, Tetsu. We�ll be out in just a minute," Izumo said, meeting the black eyes which softened at the look in his.

"K. I�ll help pack in a few. See you," he said quietly and slipped out, pulling the door closed behind him.

Kenji dropped his head on Izumo�s shoulder and Izumo worked to keep from letting the emotions out that he didn�t want to let Kenji see. "I guess we should get going," he whispered and Kenji nodded against his cheek.

He looked up. "Yeah. For the record, I don�t want to. I... if... " He paused and sighed. "I seriously considered going AWOL. I don�t want to go back. I don�t want to leave you."

Izumo�s mouth fell open in a big O. He cupped Kenji�s cheek in his palm and blinked up into the hazel eyes. "I... Oh, Kenji, I�m sorry. I�m sorry I didn�t... we couldn�t... I�m..." He shook his head and despite his best efforts a tear slipped out. He reached up to swipe it away, but Kenji beat him to it.

"It�s okay. I�ll come home as often as I can. I�m sorry that this hurts you, baby. That�s the last thing I wanted."

"I know." Izumo rubbed Kenji�s cheek with his thumb. "I know. It�s okay, Kenji. I�ll take it for what I get." He smiled at Kenji�s puzzled look. "The hottest member of the army is my boyfriend. I get bragging rights, I get insane memories, I�ll get hot letters... and even hotter vacations. I can handle it."

Kenji�s lips spread into a wide grin as Izumo spoke. "I love you."

"I love you, too. And I have a feeling that�s going to last for a very long time."

"I hope so," Kenji replied. "Because I think I�ll be loving you for..." he paused and bit his tongue briefly. He didn�t want to drop that bomb on Izumo right before he left. I�ll be loving you for the rest of my life. Instead he smiled. "Well, I think you said it best - a very long time."

Izumo nodded, matching Kenji�s smile. "Good. Now, I guess it�s time to get moving."

"Say cheese!" Kenji said and Izumo and Kotetsu chorused the word. Kotetsu�s new polaroid clicked and a few seconds later, spit out the still-developing picture. Kenji waved it back and forth as it finished up and his lips spread into a grin when it cleared. They each had an arm around each other and their eyes were fixed on the camera so Kenji had a clear view of both sets - Izumo�s hair was even held back for it.

"Okay, our turn. You and Zu," Kotetsu said, taking the camera. Kenji and Izumo stood still for the picture, then Izumo insisted on one. When all were taken care of, Mrs. Kamizuki approached Kenji from the porch.

She handed him a tin. "The last of the cookies. I hope you can take them with you."

"Sure can, thanks Mom," Kenji took the tin and set it on his duffle, then pulled Mrs. Kamizuki into a hug. "I�ll miss you."

"You better write me, too, okay?" She asked and he could hear the wobble in her voice. "I�ll miss you," she whispered.

"Absolutely. Thank you. For everything." He pulled back and kissed her gently on the cheek, then let go and stepped back. She was openly crying and it brought a lump to Kenji�s throat.

"You�re my son. No thanks necessary, but... I�ll take them anyway," she smiled through the tears, dropped another kiss on his cheek, then escaped back into the house.

The three of them loaded Kenji�s things into the jeep. He had another small bag this time, thanks to his gifts, but he was too happy about it to worry about carrying extra. The picture of Izumo and Kotetsu was put in his pocket and he turned to Izumo. "I can�t risk kissing you at the base, but I want one more."

Izumo nodded and wrapped his arms around Kenji�s neck. Their lips met and the kiss was long, slow, thorough and full of so much heartbreak it was a tangible thing around them. They pulled back and Kenji brushed the tear off of Izumo�s cheek before turning to Kotetsu. Theirs wasn�t nearly as long or involved, though there was still more in it than either wanted to show. But they couldn�t stop it, no matter what they wanted. When they broke apart, hazel and black met for a long moment before Kenji stepped back.

"Well, uh..." he said and Izumo nodded.

"I guess it�s time." He hurried over to the jeep and climbed behind the wheel to hide his face. Kotetsu slid into the back seat and Kenji took shotgun. Nothing was said as seatbelts were fastened, ignition turned and gears set. Sound was unwelcome at the moment, as no one knew what could be said that wouldn�t make it just that much harder. Izumo even avoided the radio.

He held Kenji�s hand, refusing to let go, even going so far as to shift with his left hand. It made driving interesting, but he just couldn�t do anything else. When they were about a mile from the base, he pulled over to the side of the road and, again without a word, leaned in for one more short kiss. "I�m sorry, I just.. I couldn�t... I can�t..." he stuttered, shaking his head and struggling hard for simple air.

Kenji laid a finger over his lips. "Shh. It�s okay." He leaned in and kissed Izumo softly again, then pulled back. "I love you."

"I love you," Izumo replied, voice hitching.

"Then we can deal with all of this and anything else thrown our way." With a smile and another light kiss, Kenji sat back and Izumo went back to driving.

Izumo would never be able to say how he got through goodbye at the base. He hugged Kenji in what he hoped was a friendly manner, watched Kenji and Kotetsu exchange hugs and managed, somehow, to keep from crying. He had no idea how. He couldn�t have explained to save his life.

He waved when Kenji turned to climb into the truck and they sat in the jeep, watched the truk until it disappeared around a corner. Kotetsu started the jeep and before they were even through the gates, Izumo could no longer see. It was only by virtue of the fact that he knew Kenji was just away and not dead that he�d be able to get through.

He prayed to a god he didn�t believe in, harder than he ever had in his life that it continued to be true -- that Kenji would come home to him and that they could be together for a very long time. As they pulled up at home and Izumo climbed out of the jeep, he paused and ran his fingers over the small hole that was still in the side.

Kenji would come home. He had to.

Izumo reminded himself again that Kenji was a geek, worked with equipment. There was no war, right now. With any luck, Kenji would finish his tour and come home before one broke out. Izumo held onto that hope with everything he was as they went back into the house and settled in front of the Playstation to battle for control of the planet once more.

Izumo promised himself that somehow, someway, he and Kenji would be okay. Kenji would come home and they�d be together. Someday.
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