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Memories
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Izumo was still sitting on the couch, staring at the closed door a good forty-five minutes later. Kotetsu was out on a date with Kakashi Hatake, Konoha's playboy. On a date. And had spent the night with him the night before. And obviously - very obviously, based on the marks near his neck, had sex with him.
His best friend was gay? How did he not know this? You did. His inner-self whispered.
Did he? But he sat back and tried to think it through logically. The memory surfaced of the time they'd skipped school at the academy all those years ago and ended up in the woods together. He'd chalked that up to just… being young. An accident, but he'd wondered at the look his friend had given him.
He'd wondered because he couldn't get that touch out of his own head.
Then there were the few times over the years when he'd thought there was more to his goof-ball "love you, Zumo" comments then was obvious. Mostly because he knew that the few times he'd said something similar back, he'd been thinking more behind it. But even if there'd been more behind it, that didn't mean Tetsu was gay. Much less gay and interested in him, Zumo.
No, that was certainly no guarantee of anything like Tetsu wanting or loving him. And he wasn't sure he wanted that anyway, right? But… then what? And why did it mess with him so much to see him date Kakashi?
Kotetsu had been dating plenty of people over the years. Why would this bother him so much more? That didn't make any sense to him. Unless it was because Kakashi was the playboy of the village. The rumors surrounding his predatory behavior when it came to sex were legendary. The man chewed people up and spit them back out when it came to dating and sex. And if Tetsu had just come out of the closet, he was going to be really nervous and new to a lot of stuff. Someone like Kakashi would eat him alive.
Izumo blushed at the images that conjured. He shoved them aside. It wasn't the right time for that sort of thing --not that he thought any time was the right one for that, but especially not now. No, he was just worried about his friend's heart. If he, Izumo gulped, if he fell in love with the copy nin, he'd get seriously hurt. Yes, that's what he was worried about.
But what could he do? If he tried to convince him not to date Kakashi, then all he'd do is either make Tetsu think he had a problem with him being gay - which Izumo realized he didn't, though he wasn't ready to examine the reasons why he wasn't. Or he'd just end up pushing him further to the other man. He frowned and stared at the door again.
Tetsu, what did you get yourself into?

The door slammed closed and Kotetsu was pushed up against the wall hard. "Fuck, Kakashi!" He groaned, yanking the mask down and capturing the copy nin's mouth. Kakashi was already working on the younger man's pants, and in just a few seconds, they were open and his hand was inside wrapped around Kotetsu's cock.
"God, you feel good, fuck I want you now." The older man groaned, leaning in to kiss him again. Their tongues battled, and Kotetsu did his damndest to concentrate on the other man's pants. He managed, just barely, to get them open and, glancing up at the copy nin, he pulled the hand out of his own pants and dropped down in front of him.
Kotetsu had learned that he loved this. Loved sucking cock, giving head, blow jobs, whatever you wanted to call it. He liked feeling it in his mouth, loved the sounds it pulled from the man he was doing it to. And when he managed to take Kakashi a little off guard - which he'd succeeded in doing once, he like the taste and feel of the cum in his mouth.
"Not yet, please, not fucking yet," Kakashi groaned, tugging at the spiky ebony locks.
Kotetsu let go and allowed himself to be pulled to his feet. The other man's lips crashed into him again and he found himself pushed against the wall once more. His legs were lifted and he felt the fingers at his anus, stretching him. He moaned loudly, moving against them as much as he could. It wasn't enough, God, it wasn't enough, he needed more. "Please…" he moaned quietly, and felt Kakashi shift, then the copy nin's cock was at his anus. "Oh fuck, that feels good… yes…" he hissed, trying to push himself down onto the cock against him.
Then Kakashi stopped. "Fuck."
Kotetsu blinked through the sexual haze. "What?"
"No condom." He paused there, hovering just shy of giving the younger man what he so desperately needed - to feel that cock fill his ass.
"Fuck, I'm clean, I swear, Kakashi." He closed his eyes, a blush staining his cheeks, groaning. Of course he's going to say something like that, especially now. Duh. "Look, I may have fucked around but I never did anything before without one."
"You trust me?" Kakashi asked, staring intently at Kotetsu.
"Damn, 'Kashi, would I be here," he moved his hips a little, reminding the older man of his obviously vulnerable position, "if I didn't?" He met the other man's gaze and waited.
And apparently whatever he'd seen was enough because he slowly pushed into him. "Oh fuck fuck that's good. Harder, dammit, God…" he moaned as the older man started to move.
"Patience. I'm not taking you to the fucking hospital." But even he couldn’t hold out long and a moment later, Kotetsu got what he wanted.   Kakashi started nearly pounding into him, moving fast, thrusting hard. He wrapped the hand not supporting the younger man around his cock and started stroking him and Kotetsu moaned loudly.
"Fuck. oh fuck. I'm going to come that way." His back slapped against the wall, his fingers dug into the other man's shoulders as he held on and he tightened his legs around his waist.
"Come, Tetsu, come." Kakashi groaned and the younger man lost it.
"FUCK! Yes!" His orgasm hit him hard and he came, his hands gripping the sweater tightened into fists, his cum covering both of them, shouting Kakashi's name.
The older man let go then, thrusting hard once more, Kotetsu's name a loud answering cry. And the younger man got another first that night. The feel of cum filling him up. And oh god, it felt good.
They stayed that way a moment, both of them fighting for breath. "Wow. That was… different," he managed, still unable to think clearly. "Good, but different."
"Yeah." Kakashi said, his breath still short. "It's a rare thing for me to go without one."
Kotetsu swallowed hard. And he'd done that with him. Whoa. The significance of that was not lost on him. Kakashi trusted him. That was something not easily given with ninja, even ninja of the same village. He'd known he trusted the other man. It's hard to put yourself in the position that Kotetsu did with him - both literally and figuratively - and not trust. He looked up into the mismatched eyes. The look in them was inscrutable, intent and then Kakashi looked away.
He eased back and let him down. Kotetsu's legs didn't want to work right away, so he helped to hold him up. "Are you okay?" The copy nin asked, quietly.
Kotetsu nodded. "Yeah." He paused, considering what to do. Something was… off about him and while Kotetsu could be an insensitive ass at times, he wasn't a complete jerk. He leaned forward and put his lips onto the copy nin's. Kakashi wrapped his arms around the other man and responded with a ferocity that surprised him. Fingers threaded through ebony and silver hair and they stayed that way a moment, just kissing. It wasn't the arousing kind, wasn't the precursor to sex. This was different. The kind of kiss that Kotetsu had rarely participated in.
But it was, apparently, what Kakashi needed. Because when they broke apart and he looked up again, whatever the expression was that had been in those eyes earlier was gone.
"Let's… get cleaned up, hmm?" Kakashi took his hand after they'd wiggled out of their clothes and headed toward the bathroom.

Izumo stared morosely into his bottle. He couldn't get it out of his head where Tetsu was that night, who he was with. He was annoyed with himself, frustrated that he hadn't figured some of this out before. His best friend! He should have known something was up!
They could hold entire conversations in looks and hand signals. Kotetsu could practically read his mind at times and he thought he could do the same with him. He'd known the other man since they were two. This wasn't something that could easily be hidden.
He swallowed hard. To be honest with himself, half the reason he was so worried about it was because he was afraid of what it would do to their friendship. All this time, all the dating they'd done, all the women that had come and gone, he'd never really thought Tetsu would fall in love with any of them and, as such, never cause any problems with their friendship.
But he'd never hidden anything from him before. They'd always talked about their dates, about the women they went out with. And maybe part of the reason he hadn't said anything was because Tetsu was afraid of his reaction - to being gay, that is, but even if he hadn't told him specifically who, it bothered him that he hadn't trusted him to mention, at least, that it was a man.
He sighed and drained the bottle. What else didn't he know? What else had he maybe ignored because he didn't want to admit that things might not be so perfect between them? And if that was only half the problem, what was the other half? He wasn't quite ready to answer that yet. He glanced up and signaled to Aio for another drink.
"Hello, Izumo-san," Iruka said, taking a seat next to him at the bar.
"Hello, Iruka-san." Izumo looked over to see the teacher in civilian clothes, his hair down and a smile on his face. He'd never quite noticed the hair before. "Your hair is pretty," he blurted, then turned bright red. Geez, he must have had more to drink than he realized. He leaned his head forward to hide his face with his hair, thankful he'd left his headband at home.
"Thank you." Iruka's voice held a minor note of amusement, but he wasn't laughing, at least. "I've never heard it referred to as that before." He paused and Izumo heard the click as a glass was set on the bar. "Want to talk about what's wrong?"
He looked up at the gentle tone and swallowed, frowning. He had no idea how much to say. Tetsu hadn't exactly come out publicly or anything, at least, as far as he knew. And he realized he didn't know, which only succeeded in frustrating him further. Twelve hours ago, he would have said he absolutely knew everything there was to know about his best friend. He sighed.
"Is this about Kakashi and Kotetsu?" Iruka asked gently.
"Um. You… know?" Izumo blinked at him.
"They were seen leaving the bar together last night." The younger man frowned and Izumo forced himself to look the teacher over carefully.
"Oh. I… didn't know that. But… just because they left together…" he started, but Iruka was shaking his head.
"Kakashi had his arm around Kotetsu," Iruka said, looking…upset. And it clicked for Izumo. The teacher liked Kakashi!
He'd known that Iruka was gay. Everyone knew he was. He'd never tried to hide it, claiming it was his choice and no one's business. And interestingly, no one really made a big deal about it. He wasn't the only gay shinobi, not the first and certainly not the last. Izumo wondered briefly if Kakashi's reputation had something to do with that, then shoved the thought aside. He didn't want to think about Kakashi any more than he already was.
He swallowed. "I… didn't know that, either. I mean, I knew they were together last night, but I didn't know that they'd been so, erm, obvious, when they left."
"Yes, it was hard to miss," Iruka said, ruefully. "Though to be fair, Kotetsu looked a little stunned and more than a little surprised by the whole thing."
"Huh." Izumo turned back to his drink. "I thought I knew him. Knew everything there was to know about him."
"I think there's a really good chance that you still do," Iruka said, looking over at the other man. At Izumo's raised eyebrows, he said, "Maybe he didn't know himself until last night?"
"How could he not know? I mean, this isn't something you suddenly decide, is it?" Izumo asked, then realized that probably wasn't a very polite question. "I'm sorry, that's not really my business."
Iruka laughed. "It's okay. Look, I've known for a long time that I much prefer men to women. But no, it wasn't something I just decided one night. I wasn't sitting in my living room or the bar or the mission office once day and thought, 'hmm, I'm going to start dating men instead of women'." He paused to take a drink. "But we can deny a lot in ourselves, ignore things that are obvious to everyone but us. Like the fact that I'm guessing this isn't just about your concern for your friend or the state of your friendship."
"I don’t know what you're talking about. I'm worried about Tetsu." He turned back to his drink. "He doesn't know what he's getting into with that man."
"Oh?" Iruka asked.
"Well, you have to have heard the rumors. The man is known as Konoha's playboy." Izumo frowned. "Tetsu isn't ready for someone like that. Not sure he'd ever be."
"Ah. Yes, I'm aware of the rumors. I'm not sure how much of it's true, but…" the younger man shrugged. "But there's more than that, too, Izumo."
He sighed. "Maybe. I don't know. I've never thought about it. I mean…" he blushed, glancing at Iruka again. "I'm not. At least, I don't think I am. Hell, I don’t know."
Iruka's eyebrows went up. "I'm not quite sure I got all of that."
Izumo's color darkened. "I mean, I've never thought about liking men."
"Ah." Iruka said, nodding. "Yes, I can see how that might be confusing." Iruka shifted on the stool, turning more toward him. "Let me ask you this… and we'll stick with Kotetsu for a moment -- have you ever thought about him in a way other than just your friend?"
Izumo knew the look on his face was going to give him away. The first thing he thought about was that day in the woods all those years ago. The fact that he'd held his friend's hand, well aware he was and been thinking about him, not the magazine, when he'd reached his release.
He paused, then, to think too about the fact that he'd caught himself thinking of Tetsu more than once in the middle of sex. He'd gotten pissed at himself for it, it wasn't fair to the person he'd been with and he'd left shortly thereafter, but he'd done it. Well, damn. There was no denying that he really did think of Tetsu in other ways.
He sighed. "Yeah." He swallowed and glanced over. "Look, I don't want you to think I… have a problem with it or anything like that."
Iruka shook his head. "No, I know you don't. You wouldn't be sitting here, calmly discussing it with me if you did." He smiled and Izumo noticed that it was a nice smile. Oh shit, he wasn't thinking of Iruka that way. No. No no. No.
He turned back to stare ahead instead and took another drink. "Is it a bad thing for you?" The teacher asked.
He let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. "No, not really. I mean, I was honest when I said I just hadn't thought about it. I guess… I guess I didn't let myself think about it, but…"
"Well." Iruka said, draining his glass and signaling for another. "There are a few ways you can be sure about it."
Izumo's head whipped around and this time Iruka did laugh. "Calm down, I'm not going to drag you out of the bar and molest you in an alleyway."
He blushed.   He'd had that very image flash into his brain. Which spawned a lot of questions about how that sort of thing worked. There were times his quick mind annoyed him.
"Though, if you really wanted to find out that way, I wouldn’t turn you down." Iruka whispered in his ear.
Oh fuck, he was thinking about Iruka that way. Because he couldn’t mistake the way his body reacted to that comment and, of course, the images that spawned. He swallowed hard and looked over at him. He was too close, that was the first thing Izumo thought. Way too close.
They didn't say anything for a moment, just stayed that way, a very short distance apart, both of them seeming to be having a very difficult time breathing all of a sudden. Then those chocolate-colored eyes darted around. "We're drawing attention," he said quietly. "How about we at least move this to a booth?"
Through sheer force of will, Izumo sat back. He didn't even remember leaning forward! Iruka motioned to one of the booths behind them, offering a bit more privacy. Not much, but they were at least not quite so out in the open.
Iruka slid in and scooted over and Izumo sat next to him. It didn't even occur to him to sit on the other side of the table. He decided to try for a personal question of his own. "How long have you liked Kakashi?"
The teacher glanced at him before taking another sip of his drink.   "Um… probably close to ten years. At least, I've known him that long and there's always been something of an attraction for me there."
He shifted on the bench, turning toward the other man. "Have you ever told him?"
Iruka shook his head. "No." He chuckled. "He doesn't think much of me."
Izumo's eyebrows went up. "How do you know that?"
To the older man's surprise, Iruka chuckled. "He's told me. Maybe not in those words, but he's said basically that. I…well, I haven't gone out of my way to endear myself to him, that's for sure. I sort of called him on the carpet when he put Naruto and the others up for the chuunin exams. In front of the exam committee."
"I remember that." Izumo said, thinking back. "He kind of went off on you, didn't he?"
Iruka nodded, frowning. "Yeah. And though we've said a few polite words since then, it hasn't been much."
"Huh. Well, that sucks. I’m sorry for bringing it up." Izumo sighed, then drained his glass. "We're both in kind of bad shape, aren't we?"
"Yeah." Iruka looked up at him thoughtfully. "Look, do you want to just… hang out for a while? Be friends?"
Izumo blinked at him a moment, and he couldn't stop his brain from jumping from friendship with this man to wondering what sex was like. With a man - with Iruka. He blushed.
"I didn't mean we have to go have sex or anything like that." Iruka said, quickly, correctly interpreting the blush, then paused. "Not that I wouldn't want to… I mean, I would, I just… shit." He stopped and closed his eyes.
Izumo watched as the blush spread on Iruka's cheeks. He finds me attractive! And before he could stop himself, his one uncovered eye travelled down the other man's body. And his reacted to it. Shit! Shit shit shit! Well, hell, I do like men. Or, at least, I find them attractive. Especially this one. He swallowed hard, his quick mind kicking in again. "Iruka-san… do you know the other rumor floating around about Kakashi?"
The teacher's eyes snapped open. "Which one? There are a bunch."
"Well, besides the one that says he knows a thousand jutsus. There's the one that says he's been interested in a certain person. A particular chuunin."
Iruka blinked, confused. "Okay?"
"I think it's you."
Iruka shook his head. "I doubt that. But even so, why… why not just say something?"
Izumo shrugged. "How would I know? I'm not exactly adept at this stuff, am I?"
The younger man chuckled. "I'm not sure any of us are. So… what are you saying?"
"What if… what if we did… um… start going out or… something. Maybe it would draw their attention."
Iruka's eyes widened. "Make them jealous?"
Izumo shrugged. "It might not work, I doubt it would completely backfire, though and it's not like… well, it's not like I don’t find you attractive or anything. I mean, I do. So even if it didn't work, we could still maybe be friends and have some fun together. You know, be together…" His mouth snapped closed, his cheeks darkening.
"Okay."
Wait. Did I just ask a gay man out? Holy shit, I did! And damned if I'm not looking forward to it. "Okay?"
Iruka smiled. "Yeah. Let's… go out."
Izumo stared again, swallowing, trying to moisten his suddenly dry throat. He blushed. "How… how does that kind of thing work?"
Iruka raised his eyebrows. "What kind of thing?"
"I mean… dating, you know, with both of us…erm… being men and all. And… getting this whole thing started. Might as well make it as realistic as possible." He desperately wished he could sink through the bench. Nothing seemed to be coming out right.
Iruka considered him a moment, "well, we could leave together, maybe, you know, holding hands or touching or something. That would be a way to start the rumors."
Izumo nodded. "Okay."
"As for actual dates, well, that's up to us." He shrugged. "The last person I dated preferred to pay for our dates, open doors, that sort of thing, but he was also in general a little more dominant all around in our relationship." He paused. "I guess when I think about it, that's where I tended to be most of the time - the…" he paused, blushing. "The non-dominant role. Some call it 'bottom,' though that's usually more about the physical relationship. I just didn't think about it. It's not something I consciously decided. I mean, I guess part of it is preference when it comes to the physical side of things, but… the rest…" he shrugged again. "The rest is really up to us."
"So it just sort of… happens?"
Iruka nodded, blushing. "Well, it did for me, at least."
"Huh." Izumo stared into his empty bottle for a moment. "So, want to get out of here? Maybe some of this won't be so awkward if we didn't have an audience."
Iruka's lips twisted. "You ready for this?"
"Yeah, I think so." He stood up and waited for the younger man to slide out of the booth, then, glancing at him - and realizing he was taller than him by nearly ten centimeters - he swallowed his nerves and put his hand on Iruka's lower back.
Iruka glanced down at him and Izumo raised his eyebrows, but the taller man just smiled. They turned toward the door and Izumo was very aware of the eyes on them as they left.
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Memories	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 958 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Memories