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By : djserani
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Even though Iruka loved ramen, he wasn't about to take a date there, at least the first time. He wasn't Naruto, after all. He'd decided on the barbecue restaurant instead and was glad of it because Maiko had smiled widely when they approached the door. "I love this place."
He grinned at her. "Well, then I'm glad I picked it." He opened the door for her and they stepped into the restaurant.
The place was packed. There were a few people waiting for a table when they first walked in. As they approached the greeter, however, the other party was seated. While they were waiting for the hostess to come back, the door opened behind them.
And he felt the chakra signature. He'd recognized it, couldn't not. Iruka closed his eyes. This was ridiculous. Before Friday night, they'd almost never seen each other. And now, in the space of two days, almost every where he'd been, the other man had been too.
The hostess came back then. "Hello. How many?" Her eyes darted to the people behind them.
"Just the two of us," Iruka said.
"Well, it'll be quite a wait for a table for two." She said, frowning.
Iruka turned to Maiko to ask if she wanted to go somewhere else when he was interrupted.
"Maiko-chan?" Iruka looked over to see Shizune with Yamato.
"Shizune-chan! Hi! Don't tell me Tsunade let you actually go do something?" The two women hugged.
"It didn't take much, I offered her a bottle of sake." Shizune laughed.
Iruka and Yamato stared at each other. He'd had to wear his only high collared sweater to cover his neck which still had bruises from Friday night. He noticed that Yamato was wearing a button-down shirt, buttoned all the way except the very top button. A couple of his hickeys were still visible if you knew where to look. Iruka swallowed and his eyes darted away because he did know where to look. Annoyingly, the man looked very, very good. This just wasn't happening. "Yamato-san."
"Iruka-san." The other man replied, both nodding curtly.
"Excuse me. If you'd be willing to share a table, we have one available?" The hostess looked anxious.
It was on the tip of Iruka's tongue to refuse. "Oh, that would be fine with me." Maiko said.
"Works for me," Shizune turned with an expectant look at Yamato.
The men looked at each other a moment before Iruka shrugged. What could they say? "Okay."
The four were seated in a booth, Yamato and Iruka against the wall, their dates next to them. "When did you and Yamato-san start going out?" Maiko asked.
"Oh, he just asked me yesterday." Shizune said, blushing. Iruka watched Yamato's eyes close and the blush start on his cheeks. "What about you? How long have you been dating?"
"Oh, this is our first date. He asked me this morning." Maiko grinned.
It was Iruka's turn to blush. Could it be any more obvious? The waitress came out then for their drink orders and he had a chance to calm down a little. After she left, he shifted in his seat, his foot coming into contact with Yamato's. He didn't growl, but he wanted to. Both men pulled their feet back quickly.
He tried to tune into the conversation between the two women, but his mind could not get off of the man across the table from him. Who, at the moment, was looking anywhere but at him. Which Iruka told himself he was grateful for.
"Excuse me a moment, Iruka-sempai. I'll be right back." Maiko said, pulling him back to the table.
"Oh, um, okay." He blinked when Shizune got up at the same time and he glanced at Yamato. He gave a minute shrug.
When they were gone, he looked over at the other man. "Why do they always go together?"
"To talk about us. It's the only thing I can come up with." Yamato answered, smiling as the waitress brought their drinks. He glanced up at her. "Um, just bring me a second one, please."
"Me, too," Iruka said, downing half his sake in one drink. The waitress bowed and left.
"To talk about us." Iruka nodded. "Great."
"Yeah." Yamato said, drinking more of his sake.

"So, what's up with them?" Maiko asked as she and Shizune stepped into the bathroom.
"They're attracted to each other. I think they might have already done something." Shizune leaned toward the mirror to check her makeup.
"No! Really?" Maiko opened her bag and pulled out her lipstick.
"Yup. Rumor is that they left the bar together on Friday night." Shizune turned to Maiko. "They were both completely drunk and hanging all over each other."
Maiko laughed. "Well that explains it! I've been flirting with Iruka for months and he never asked me out. Then, Bam! this morning, he's grinning and asking me out and all sweet about it." She shook her head.
"Yup. Yamato was nervous about something yesterday when he asked me. I figured it was, you know, asking me out, but now…" Shizune chuckled. "We could have some fun with this. Are you upset?"
Maiko shook her head. "Nah. I'd given up on him. In fact, I was about to ask one of the other teachers out. What do you want to do?"
Shizune grinned wickedly. "I've learned a thing or two from Tsunade. Here's what we're going to do."

The women kept up a steady stream of chatter through the dinner, which was just fine by both men. Yamato had no clue what to say, anyway, especially in front of the other two. So he'd concentrated on eating and trying to listen. Which basically amounted to trying to ignore Iruka.
The sweater he wore was blue with a high collar undoubtedly to cover the marks that were still on his neck. It fit him snugly, like his pants did and it had annoyed Yamato to no end that he'd found himself noticing just how well they clung. The real kicker, though, was that his hair was down.
He'd dug his fingernails into his palm when he'd first seen it. He'd had the worst urge to reach up and touch it, to run his fingers through it. He remembered what he had thought about it before he'd known it was on a man. And somehow, even knowing it was on Iruka hadn't changed his want to bury his face in it.
He shifted in his seat. If he didn't stop thinking along those lines, it was going to be difficult to get up. And Shizune was well aware of the fact that he hadn't touched her since they sat down. There's be no reason for him to be having problems from her. Which would mean either he was fantasizing and not paying attention, which he was, just not about her, or he was touching someone else.
This date had turned into a disaster. He might as well have just asked Iruka out! It would probably have been less tense than what was going on now. His attention was finally drawn into the conversation.
"Yamato? Would that be okay?"
Shit. He had no idea. He swallowed hard, but had no idea what he was about to agree to. "Sure, that's fine." What was?
"Good! I haven't been dancing in a long time." Shizune said and Yamato was fairly certain she said it that way for his benefit. Okay, dancing wasn't too bad. He could handle that.
He forced his attention back to the table so he didn't miss anything else. He heard Maiko say something and Iruka nodded. "Sure, that's fine," he said and Yamato choked on his sake a little. The other man's mind was obviously not on the conversation, either.
"It's settled, then. We'll go together." Shizune and Maiko turned to their dates with twin grins and it was the first indication Yamato had that something more was going on here. Without a better idea of what to do, he finished the last of his food and was grateful when the waitress brought the checks.
The ladies once more wanted to stop in the restroom before the left. Iruka turned to him. "What did we agree to?"
Yamato swallowed. "We're going dancing, but I have no idea where."
"Oh. Um, okay, that's not too bad." Iruka frowned. "How many places are there to go dancing in Konoha? I mean, since the rebuilding?"
Yamato shook his head. "As far as I know, the dance floor Aio put in at the Krooked Kunai is the only one most ninja go to. I don’t know of any others."
"Huh." Iruka turned as the two women came back out.
Maiko took his arm and Shizune took Yamato's. Yamato watched as Iruka opened the door for Maiko and blinked at the weird thought that entered his mind when he saw them hold hands. He didn't like it.
He shook his head, held the door for Shizune and took her hand, as well. He sighed. "I owe you an apology."
"Hmm?" Shizune asked, looking up at him.
"I didn't hear everything you said when I agreed to go dancing." He frowned. "I'm sorry."
She smiled. "I had a feeling. Maiko and I suggested we just go to the Krooked Kunai for a while. They have a dance floor now and we could still talk."
He breathed a sigh of relief. "I really am sorry, I hadn't meant to ignore you."
Shizune chuckled. "It's quite alright."

When they stepped into the bar a short while later, it was to discover it was fairly crowded, too. It made sense with the low number of regular missions running at the moment. Much of the effort was put into rebuilding or escorting materials or the like, all of which went to the lower ranked ninja. They could be paid less and it gained them experience.
Besides that, Yamato was still technically ANBU and Ibiki didn't like him going on standard missions much if he could help it so he'd be available for the scarier stuff, if needed. He frowned. He couldn't drink much tonight. He was leaving in the morning for one, in fact.
He pushed that aside, not really wanting to think about it yet. He'd get into his ANBU mindset and get ready for the mission then. He turned his attention back to the bar. Spotting a table toward the back, he leaned in to Shizune. "Over there," he pointed, "that okay?"
She nodded and they threaded their way through the closely packed tables to one near the dance floor and off to the side. He noticed Kakashi at the table next to them with empty seats on either side of him, obviously recently vacated. He waved at the copy nin who waved back and raised his eyebrow, sending a pointed look at Shizune.
He lifted their clasped hands just slightly and Kakashi's only response was to shake his head. His eye darted behind them to, Yamato figured, Iruka, who was following them with Maiko. He looked back at Yamato with a smirk in his eye.
Yamato held Shizune's chair, as Iruka did and he turned to her. "What can I get you?"
"Lime chuhai, please," she said and turned to Maiko, who had taken the seat next to her. It wasn't lost on Yamato that it meant he'd be sitting next to Iruka.
The other man leaned down to Maiko, obviously to ask for her drink and they both stepped up to the bar. He glanced over. "I'll get the first round."
Iruka looked up, surprised. "Um, okay. Sake for me and lime chuhai for Maiko."
Yamato chuckled. At Iruka's raised eyebrow, he held up a finger and turned to Aio. "Two sake's and two lime chuhai." Iruka chuckled.
"Yeah. So," he said, glancing around, then stopped and stared at Kakashi.
"What?" Iruka asked and followed Yamato's gaze.
The two who'd been with Kakashi had come back. Genma sat on one side and Raido on the other. And they were currently both kissing Kakash's cheeks. Iruka's mouth fell open. He leaned over. "Did you know…?"
Yamato shook his head. "No clue. I mean, I suspected he at least went both ways, but never with them. Either of them, much less both." He glanced at Iruka, who looked at him at the same time. They blinked and looked back at Kakashi. He'd put his arms around the other two and they couldn't miss the happy crease at the corner of his eye.
They turned back to face the bar. "Now, I've seen everything," Iruka said in a stunned voice.
"No. Doubt." Yamato blinked. "No wonder he reacted the way he had," Yamato muttered.
"What's that?" Iruka asked.
"Um…" he blushed. "He saw us leave Friday night."
"Oh." Iruka's cheeks darkened. "Did he ask you about it?"
Yamato nodded. "And, um, he guessed that something happened. I didn't tell him what."
"Do you remember, then? What…" he gulped. "What we did?"
Yamato nodded again. "Yeah, well, most of it, anyway. Do… you?"
Iruka nodded and they stared at each other, unable to look away until Aio said something. "Hey, guys?"
Yamato blinked and turned back to the bartender. "Oh, sorry." He put the money on the bar and picked up his sake and Shizune's drink. Iruka took his and Maiko's and they headed back to the table.
They sat back down with the two women, but it had gotten much more uncomfortable all of a sudden. The other two were talking about Maiko's students and Yamato and Iruka were able to tune in for a bit. The older man turned and couldn't help but smile at the way Iruka talked about this own kids. And the way he talked, you'd think he was talking about his own children, not his students.
"So, Yamato, what are you up to without missions?" Shizune asked him.
"Oh, I actually have one in the morning." He said.
Iruka glanced over at him and he reached up and pretended to scratch at his left shoulder. "I thought they didn't have many right now." Shizune said.
"Oh, um, there were some that came in late yesterday." Iruka said, his eyes meeting Yamato's.
"Oh. I didn't hear about them, but then again I can't keep up with all of them. I'm usually too busy trying to get Tsunade to just keep up with all the paperwork." She smiled wryly.
The music turned up then, and Yamato watched with amusement as Kakashi got up and dragged his two companions onto the dance floor. He must have had a lot to drink. Yamato shook his head and looked over at Shizune. "Care to dance?"
The two couples made their way onto the dance floor and in no time, it got very crowded. He was pushed much closer to Shizune than he might have liked, considering it was a first date, but that wasn't what started to get uncomfortable.
Iruka and Maiko were right next to them. And try as he might, he couldn't ignore the way Iruka was moving. The man could dance and Yamato was having a hard time concentrating on his own partner.
He forced himself to turn so that he couldn't see the younger man dancing and shifted his attention to Shizune again. Except when he did, he noticed that she and Maiko were dancing together. He raised an eyebrow and glanced to the side. Iruka had noticed it himself.
The younger man looked up at him and they both moved closer to the women, trying not to actually dance together. But every time they got closer to the women, they moved in a way that put the two men back together. Until at one point, they were pretty much dancing together.

It was deliberate. Iruka had figured out that something wasn't right by the second time the women moved away from them. He and Yamato had been trying very hard to ignore each other, but it was pretty much impossible.
He was very, very close, and Iruka was vividly reminded of the way he felt against him the other night. So when he bumped him on the crowded dance floor, it only got worse. After the third time the women moved away, he realized that he and Yamato were pretty much dancing with each other. He glanced into the dark eyes and they gave up, moving a little closer.
It was ridiculous. His heart was pounding, pulse racing and his breathing damned near impossible. And not from the dancing itself. No, no, it was from the proximity of the other man. All he could think about was touching him. He swallowed hard, then tentatively put his hand on the other man's hip.
Yamato pulled him closer then, so that they were touching. Their eyes never leaving each other, they moved to the music, rubbing against each other, bodies insanely close. Iruka couldn't miss the arousal that was straining against his own and he was still struggling with the fact that this man turned him on so.
When the music shifted and slowed, they stepped back from each other. Yamato seemed to be having the same trouble he was. They turned to leave and he saw the copy nin on the floor with Genma on one side of him and Raido on the other. He got Yamato's attention and pointed.
The older man's mouth had dropped. All three of them had been tight up against each other. "Geez, get a room," Yamato said in Iruka's ear and he'd laughed.
"I know, right?" Iruka shook his head and glanced back at Yamato. Oh god, he was way too close. Closer than when they'd danced. Barely a couple of centimeters away. He swallowed hard and turned to look for Maiko to keep from kissing the man, but she wasn't there. He blinked, looking around, but Shizune was also gone. "Um, they've ditched us."
Yamato looked around, too. "Did we… get abandoned?"
"I have no idea." Iruka said.
The two men made their way off of the dance floor to the table. The women weren't there, nor were they at the bar, so the guys sat, waiting to see if they'd maybe just gone to the bathroom. But when the song changed not once, but twice, they had to admit that they weren't coming back.
"Well, we've been abandoned." Yamato said.
"Do you think they know about what happened between us? I mean, before out there." The younger man asked, motioning to the floor and looking around. He caught a glimpse of Kakashi and Raido nearly making out on the dance floor and he looked away.
"I don’t know how they could have. I mean, the news that we left together went around, but that was it." Yamato frowned. "I'm… sorry if I messed up your date."
Iruka shook his head. "No, it's not you. If anyone did, I did. I certainly didn't pay attention to her very much." He swallowed and looked over at Yamato. "I'm sorry about Shizune…" he started, but Yamato shook his head, too.
"Nope, that was on me." He sighed. "I probably shouldn't have asked her, anyway." He frowned.
Iruka raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
Yamato stared at him a moment, considering it carefully. He swallowed. "You."
Whatever Iruka had expected, it wasn't that, despite the dancing they just did. His mouth fell open, stunned. "Me?"
"Have you been able to forget it?" Yamato asked and Iruka frowned, shaking his head.
"No." He glanced back up, his face, he knew, turning red. "I… don’t know what it was, exactly. Or, um, is, but…"
"Yeah, me either." He glanced at his watch. "Crap. I have to go. We're leaving very early."
Iruka nodded. "Do…" he wasn't going to ask this, no no no. Even if he was attracted to the man, he wasn't going to do it. No.
"Are you staying?" Yamato asked.
Iruka shook his head. "No. I don't usually go out much on school nights, anyway."
The younger man watched Yamato take a deep breath. "Can I walk you home?"
Oh God. There was no mistaking that. Iruka stood. "Um, yeah. Okay."
They didn't touch as they walked out of the bar and turned down the street. Nothing was said at first, both of them with their hands stuffed into their pockets and bright blushes on their faces. "So, do you know how long you'll be gone?" Iruka asked.
Yamato shook his head. "I don't think it's supposed to be a long mission, but, well, you know."
"Yeah, anything could happen," Iruka sighed. He didn't want to think about something happening, so he asked instead, "what on earth was up with Kakashi?"
"I have no idea. None. I didn't have a clue that he was even involved with them." Yamato shook his head.
"Yeah, and them? I mean, two at the same time? It's one thing to for that to happen, you know, once, but he was basically claiming them for every ninja to see." Iruka glanced over at Yamato.
"I know. I couldn't believe it. He'd been drinking, I could tell that, so maybe he just drank too much." He shrugged. "I guess it's his business."
"Yeah." Iruka said, falling into silence as they walked. He paused in front of his building. "This is it."
"Okay, well, um." Yamato paused and looked over the other man. "Go out with me."
"What?" Iruka blinked at him.
"Dinner or… something. When I get back."
"Like... a date?" Iruka asked, still stunned.
"Yeah, a date." Yamato blushed.
Iruka swallowed. Well for God's sake, he'd just danced very intimately in public with the man. Why not dinner? "Okay. Yeah."
Yamato smiled. "Okay." They stood uncomfortably for a moment, then the older man took that half step closer. "I'll… let you know when I'm back."
"Okay." He was too close again. Too close. "Be… be careful."
Yamato nodded. "I will."
He couldn't breathe. He was too close. Way too close. That's all he could think. Too close. Just like they were back on the dance floor, maybe two or three centimeters, that was it. Oh god, and he smelled good. He smelled of the forest, and Iruka closed his eyes without even meaning to and inhaled.
He felt the hand on his hair and his eyes opened to see Yamato with his arm raised. "Soft. I thought it was," he whispered the words. He closed those few centimeters and leaned in. Iruka closed his eyes when he felt the face bury itself in his hair. Oh god, that felt good. His arousal got horribly worse in that instant.
Should he ask him to come up? God, he couldn't believe he was thinking this. No! No. God, you're not a slut, with women or men! Geez. He swallowed hard, and fought to catch his breath.
He turned his head, intending to say something, anything and the other man's mouth had been closer than he thought. Their lips touched, just barely and that jolt hit him again.
It wasn't even a deep kiss. Just those lips moving over his softly, gently. Brushing lightly back and forth before he put a bit more behind it. Iruka reached up and put his hand on the other man's shoulder to steady himself. As he did, the arms came around him, pulled him closer and the lips on his opened.
Yamato's tongue touched his bottom lip tentatively and he opened to him. His breath disappeared completely when he felt that tongue against his. He remembered the other night, but this was completely different. There was no alcohol spurring them on tonight.
No, this was pure desire on both their parts. He met the tongue with his own, sliding it along the side and the taste of sake and barbecue was underlined with something rich. He couldn't pinpoint what it was, but he'd never tasted anything like it before.

God, he could kiss! The feel of those lips, this body against him, made Yamato want to practically drag the man upstairs. He had no idea what to do at that point, he certainly didn't have much experience when it came to sex with a man, but he didn't care. He figured they come up with something.
But that mouth moving over his, the tongue against his, tasting, teasing him was making him crazy. He tightened his arms and felt the other man's hard cock against his own and the moan he'd been holding back escaped. He couldn’t believe how good this all felt, this man felt.
They broke apart briefly and he looked into Iruka's eyes. His face was flushed, lips kiss-swollen from his, Yamato's, kisses. He lifted one hand and touched that beautiful hair again. He ran his fingers through it, savoring the softness, as the strands slid along his palm. He let it fall, then looked back at Iruka.
He realized he could very well stand their all night like that. Well, that wasn't entirely true. Eventually, he'd drag the man into his apartment and do something with him, even if he wasn't sure what it was at that moment. He cleared his throat. "I… have to go."
Iruka nodded, his eyes never looking away. "Yeah, I do, too," he replied, but neither of them moved. "Kiss me again. One more, before you go."
How could he turn that down? He closed those few centimeters one more time and captured the lips with his own. Iruka's tongue slid along his again and the flavors he'd experienced a moment ago exploded again. He couldn't begin to name them all, but beyond the sake and dinner, there was a something that he knew was distinctly Iruka and it tasted so good to him.
They broke apart a moment later and he stepped back. It took a lot of effort to do it, but he managed. "I'll let you know as soon as I can that I'm back."
"Please." Iruka swallowed. "And… be careful, okay?"
Yamato nodded. "I will."
After one more long look, Iruka turned toward his building. At the front door, he paused and looked back. Yamato waved to him and he waved back. When the younger man stepped into the building, Yamato turned toward home. This was going to be the longest mission of his life, he knew it.
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What Is	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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