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German Roulette	By : YamanashiOchinashiIminashi Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1185 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Crystal Night – 1938 – It was the night that had started the holocaust. It was triggered by the assassination in Paris of German diplomat Ernst vom Rath by Herschel Grynszpan, a German-born Polish Jew. Grynszpan and Rath were actually lovers. Grynszpan killed his lover because he didn't keep the promise to get him a passport.

CHAPTER THREE

A wonderful morning after... Kakashi would never drink any alcohol again. He never had a hung-over like that before! He was wondering, what the fuck Asuma had given him. After a few cups of coffee and gallons of cold water only two words were still echoing through his aching mind: polish vodka. AUTHOR'S NOTE: The polish vodka is the best! This shit was really something. He actually stopped thinking about… everything… for the rest of that day. Or at least he thought he did. Even if he didn't he still couldn't remember that anyway. But there was one side effect of this magic potion: he desecrated his uniform. For the first time in his life he had thrown up from drinking and of course it had to fall on his precious uniform… Well, at least he didn't dirty his shoes! …

Since the moment he'd left his apartment this morning he only wanted to go to one place. But he had no official reason to go there. Genma tried to take him somewhere for lunch but Kakashi refused. He spent some time in his office hiding from Asuma (since he vaguely remembered puking on his shoes) and at noon he was slowly loosing the battle with his urge to just go 'there' no matter the reason. He looked at the picture on the wall. This scarred face had a weird effect on him. He took the kunai… I mean a dagger and aimed. "If I miss again then I'm staying but if I don't then… It will be a sign that I should go there and face him."

Iruka had another awful day. Shikamaru was getting on his nerves. He was still very suspicious abut Kakashi's last visit. He was afraid that the guy was blackmailing Iruka or something. He knew that Iruka would do everything to save their mission. He would too, but he also wanted to protect Iruka. For the sake of the mission he just had to know what was going on. He decided that he would stay close until he finds something. Iruka was loosing his patience. It wasn't just Shika that was getting on his nerves. It was everything! No matter what was going on he was constantly nervous and he couldn't help it. It was like he would be waiting for something great but that thing didn't happen. He couldn't stay at one place for long. He needed to do something, to go somewhere. But every time he tried to figure out what he could do the image of one tall silver haired Colonel clouded his mind. It was annoying.

THRREE DAYS LATEER

Iruka couldn't stand this growing excitement in his stomach. He knew the cause of this weird feeling and he didn't like it. He was unable to concentrate on anything and it was putting him and his mission in a grave danger. It was obvious that he had to do something about it. He had no idea what was dragging his thoughts to that man. What was so special about him? He had to find out. He had to see him to make sure that there is NOTHING. One look and that's it. That would be enough for Iruka to convince himself that this guy isn't worth of his one single thought. He always had a lot of reasons to go to the building on Prince Albert Street but he usually send there someone else since he didn't like to show up in Gestapo HQ. Now he couldn't wait to go there. He's been waiting for the proper occasion for the last three days and now it was exactly the right one! Colonel Hatake would be there for sure. Normally Iruka would send Shika in his place but not this time.

On his way out he met totally soaked Shikamaru.

"Iruka… I've heard that you are going to the HQ."

Iruka was putting on his coat and tried to ignore his friend.

"Yes, I'll deliver this week's report."

Shikamaru grabbed his arm when he tried to pass the younger man. Iruka looked at him impatiently. He knew what Shikamaru wanted.

"I'm going, Shikamaru."

It sounded like an order to back off so Shika reluctantly let go of his arm.

"Then I'm going with you."

Iruka was getting impatient but tried to pretend that everything's alright.

"If you want to…"

They walked out of the building into the pouring rain. The sound of their boots echoed through the empty streets disturbed only by the sound of rain. Not many people were willing to go out at the weather like this. Shikamaru was wondering why Iruka was. He always avoided going to the HQ so why now? He was glad that he caught Iruka in the door way. He would be able to keep an eye on him.

Kakashi threw the dagger for the twenty-fifth time during the last hour. He missed again. He missed every fucking time! Was it a sign to stay away from that disturbing person or should he buy a monocle for his right eye?

He was bored out of his mind. He was getting crazy locked in this stuffy office. He really needed to get out but it was raining…

He looked at the calendar that was hanging beside Iruka's picture. It was in the same distance but it was much smaller and more difficult to hit.

"If I hit the calendar than I'll at least go to the cafeteria."

He aimed and… He couldn't believe it. He actually did it! His dagger was buried deep in his now ruined calendar. He wasn't loosing his eye sight! He didn't need a monocle (even though he considered buying one just to look cool). He put on his hat and left the room.

Iruka was drenched. He didn't even notice that the weather was THAT bad. He tried to look around the hall looking for the silver mop of hair but the water from his wet hair was blurring his vision. He took off his hat and tried to dry his face with his wet hand. It was hopeless. He should go to the toilet and do it properly using a towel but he didn't have the time for that. When he was heading to the place he forgot to think about some strategy. How should he find the man in this huge building? Even if Hatake was in this building at the moment he could be anywhere and even if he was in his office Iruka couldn't just go there to say 'hi'. Damn it! He should have thought about it earlier!

"Major Umino Iruka…"

Iruka recognized that hissing voice right away. He hated that voice and its owner. This man was one of the main reasons why Iruka hated to come here.

"General Orochimaru, good morning…" Iruka swallowed hard and turned to face the man. His brown eyes met the pair of golden orbs. General's uniform with a saber at his side looked quite good on that long haired man but his disgusting smile always made Iruka sick. Iruka was afraid of that man in more way than one. It wasn't just about the mission and Iruka's collaboration with Brits. It was the way the man always looked at Iruka. It was the way he was talking to him, the way his pale skinny arm was now circling Iruka's shoulders, pale, cold and sleazy like some white snake.

"Iruka, my boy, you are soaked!"

Orochimaru's white bony fingers brushed some wet strands of hair from Irruka's beautiful eyes.

"Come with me. I know the way to warm you."

"General… I'm sorry but I'm here to give an account of our work and recent inspection..."

Orochimaru tightened his grip on Iruka's shoulders.

"I'm sure that this young man here is perfectly capable of doing this for you, am I right, Lieutenant Nara?"

Shikamaru frowned.

"I'm not sure, actually… It could be troublesome…"

Orochimaru didn't let him finish.

"I AM sure. They don't call you genius for no reason. Go. That's an order."

Shikamaru looked worried. He didn't want to leave Iruka alone in this building and leaving him with THIS man was just scary! He saw Iruka's pleading eyes but he had no choice.

"What's wrong, Lt. Nara? Are you worried about your friend? Don't worry. I'll take care of him. I'll wine and dine him… now GO!"

Orochimaru wasn't smiling anymore.

"It's alright, Shikamaru. Go, I'll see you when you're done."

Iruka smiled reassuringly and then Orochimaru dragged him away. Shikamaru went to the main office to give his report. He was scared as hell. Then in the corridor he saw a tall figure clad in black uniform. He looked up and saw this scary face with an eye patch. He saluted. Kakashi stopped and looked at the shorter man. He didn't recognize him right away so he took his time to think and read the name on his uniform… Bingo!

"Lt. Nara… What a coincidence… How's your boss, major Umino?"

"He's… He's fine… I hope."

"You hope?" Was it anger in Kakashi's voice or something else?

"Yes, well… We were here to give an account of our work but suddenly general Orochimaru appeared and took him somewhere. I hope that everything's fine."

Kakashi's eye narrowed.

"Orochimaru? What did he want from Iruka?" Kakashi didn't even notice that he had called Iruka by his first name but Shikamaru did. He also didn't miss the flame of emotions in usually emotionless grey eye. What was that? He heard the gossip about Orochimaru's little weakness and he was sure that Colonel had heard them too. Was he actually worried about Iruka or was it something else? Maybe he was worried about the General's reputation. It was quite common for the high rank officers to have some fun from time to time with a cute cadet but to go for another high ranked officer was a huge risk even for a general.

"He said something about warming him… Major was drenched so maybe he just wanted to offer him a towel… I don't know… It just… sounded… weird."

Shikamaru deliberately emphasized the last word.

Kakashi's visible eye narrowed. Yes, he knew about Orochimaru's interests. He knew about all of them. He knew about Rath and that cute dark haired boy, what was his name… Grynszpan. Orochimaru was the one who came up with the idea to use that situation to start holocaust. Yes, he knew a lot about that snake bastard. He knew enough to be very angry right now. The mere thought about Iruka in Orochimaru's clutches made him furious. He didn't spare another second to acknowledge Shikamaru's existence. He just left him in the hall and rushed in the direction of Orochimaru's office.

Orochimaru brought Iruka to his office. Before they entered the room he asked his secretary Kabuto for a cup of hot coffee for Major Iruka.

"…and, Kabuto! Except for the coffee DO NOT DISTURB!"

"Of course, general."

Orochimaru gently pushed Iruka to seat in a comfortable chair. Then he took a towel out of nowhere and started to dry Iruka's hair sitting on the arm of the chair.

"I can do it myself, sir…"

Iruka was about to panic.

"It's alright, major, I'll do it. I just need to remove this hair tie."

Just as he said that Iruka's hair fell on his shoulders and on his face. Orochimaru stood up and moved to face Iruka. Standing directly in front of him he put his knee between Iruka's slightly parted legs and smiled. Iruka blushed. That wasn't happening! It's impossible! He would never try to do THAT to another officer and on top of that to the Abwehr's chief… He wouldn't… Wouldn't he?

Slowly general put his knee on the chair between Iruka's thighs very near his most private parts. Iruka's nervousness was now clearly visible. He fidgeted in his seat.

The other man put his arm on Iruka's shoulders in a gesture that probably was supposed to be reassuring but of course only scared Iruka even more.

"Easy, major. Your hair is still wet."

Pale hands took the towel from Iruka's tensed shoulders and started to once again gently dry his hair. Orochimaru was feeling so damn great. He was watching Iruka for a long time now. He wanted him from the moment he first laid his eyes on him. He didn't care about the risk. He needed to see if this body was equally tanned under his clothes. He needed to feel Iruka's hot erection in his cold mouth. He needed to know how the young man's juices taste.

Orochimaru's knee brushed subtly Iruka's crotch.

"General…" Iruka's voice was scared and very pitiful. Young major was obviously very confused and his fear was paralyzing him. Orochimaru was going to use that.

He never wanted anything so badly. He put his hand into Iruka's wet hair and moved his knee even closer to Iruka. The view in front of him was ravishing. He needed Iruka tied to the bed naked and with his legs spread wide. He needed to lick his caramel skin in every place available. He needed to put his long fingers deep in Iruka's warm and surely tight entrance. He would keep it there while his other hand would cut this divine body. Just a thought about the red blood on Iruka's hot skin made Orochimaru shiver. With Iruka's body it could work. He would get hard. Damn, he already was! And he could never get hard without blood! Was it because of this scar on his sweet face? Or Iruka was just special? With Iruka he would be able to come… Until recently he could only come when he was killing but now he was able to come while masturbating with Iruka's picture. With Iruka everything was different. He would masturbate with his blood on his hands and…

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Orochimaru smiled. "It must be your coffee, my dear." He said looking down at Iruka. He never took his hand out of Iruka's wet hair. His knee was still between Iruka's legs and his other hand was now caressing Iruka's neck.

Now or never. Iruka was determined to use Kabuto to escape from there. He knew where this situation was heading and he would rather die than let it happen.

Kakashi came to Kabuto's desk.

"Is general in his office?"

Kabuto jumped from behind his desk to stop Kakashi on his way to the door.

"Wait, Colonel, you can't go there. General has a guest and he wishes to not be disturbed."

Kakashi gave Kabuto a fake smile.

"I think I understand what you mean, but it's important. I think that his toy can wait one minute."

Kabuto looked at Kakashi very carefully for a moment. Kakashi was one of those trusted. He was a genius and he was dangerous but Kabuto never heard anything abut his attitude toward any homosexual behaviors. He wasn't sure if he should trust him with this case. He could let him in but it was very risky. After all he was never close to Orochimaru.

"Colonel Hatake, I'm supposed to bring a coffee for General's guest. When I enter the room I'll ask General if I should let you in for a moment. Is that alright?"

Kakashi's visible eye smiled again. "That would be perfect. Thank you!"

Kabuto took a small tray with one cup of coffee (plus some milk and sugar) and knocked to Orochimaru's office. When general's voice allowed him to enter he carefully opened the door. Kakashi was still smiling at him from the other side of the hallway. Kabuto slowly entered the room. He saw Iruka in very uncomfortable position and ignored that.

"Thank you, Kabuto…" Orochimaru's voice was hoarse from undisguised lust.

Just then Kakashi's smiling face showed up from behind the door. Iruka was sure that his heart had stopped beating. Colonel Hatake was there. He was there smiling happily and he saw him in this compromising situation. He wanted to die.

It was extremely hard for Kakashi to keep his smile. This perverted old man was already all over poor Iruka. He needed to stay calm. He needed to play that right with a fake smile and playing dumb.

"General! Good morning. Oh, and look who's here! Major Umino!"

Orochimaru was pissed. He was so turned on that he was ready to kill this irritating silver haired idiot right on the spot but then what? Iruka would run away while he would try to kill this bastard. He knew that it wouldn't be easy to kill the famous Hatake Kakashi. He needed to get rid of him. NOW!

"I'm sorry, Hatake but I'm a bit busy. Would you please LEAVE!"

Kakashi stepped closer ignoring Orochimaru's killing glare.

"Major, I was just talking about you. What a surprise to see you here!"

Iruka was shocked, humiliated and happy at the same time. Emotions were boiling inside of him blocking his thinking abilities. He needed to concentrate very hard to finally say:

"I was just leaving."

Orochimaru was getting more and more angry.

"No you were not. We were supposed to drink some coffee together. Hatake, leave!"

Kakashi's smile faltered a little.

"If Major wishes to leave then I believe that he should leave."

Orochimaru didn't move from his spot on Iruka's chair. He gripped his hair tighter in his fist and Iruka hissed from the dull pain.

"I don't care what you believe!"

Orochimaru's left hand moved quickly from Iruka's neck and grabbed the gun. When he pulled the trigger Kakashi grabbed Kabuto and used him as a shield. The tray with a porcelain cup fell on the floor with an unpleasant sound of broken glass. Kabuto didn't even scream. He just silently slipped down to the floor with a little red hole in the center of his forehead. Orochimaru looked at the body on the floor. Kabuto was dead. And he was still holding Iruka while Kakashi was still there… He was trapped. He could already hear people coming to get him. He won't have the time to enjoy Iruka's body… Not even once…

"It was all your fault, Hatake! You ruined everything! And I only wanted some peaceful time with my angel…"

Orochimaru pressed his lips to Iruka's but Iruka pushed him away. General looked at him like he couldn't believe that Iruka actually did that. Then he looked at Kakashi and once again aimed the gun in his direction. This time when the gun fired Iruka kicked it out of his grasp. Stray bullet crashed the lap on the desk but didn't hurt anyone this time. Within a second the room was full of soldiers. From this point everything happened so fast that Iruka didn't even know what was going on. They had taken him to the infirmary to check if he was alright and then he was asked for a confirmation of Kakashi's account.

Kakashi saved him. He saved him from Ororchimaru and from testifying. He showed up at just the right moment! It was unbelievable… Why did he do that? He almost died there! Maybe he had his own reasons to go there and do what he did. Maybe he used Iruka to get rid of Orochomaru and Kabuto? Who knows… The point was that he showed up.

TBC.
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