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Weird week	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Iruka sits on his desk in the Mission Room. There are a lot of Shinobi returning from their missions and delivering their reports. He has been working non stop, helping Shinobi after Shinobi. They all have a different way of delivering their reports. Some do it neatly, like Hinata-chan and Sakura-chan. Others do is barely readable, like Naruto-kun and Kiba-kun. And then there are some who would be better off not doing it. Like Hatake-sama.
Iruka frowns and looks at the report that is placed in front of him. It is full of stains and the words are barely readable. It smells like dogs, earth and weapon oil. What was the Copy nin doing when writing this report? Rubbing weapon oil all over his dogs that were just back from playing in the mud? He picks it up between the tip of his finger and his thump, holding it up higher for Hatake-sama to see.
"This is not acceptable." He says. He frowns and lifts it even more up. "This is not something that I can put in the records." He drops it and looks at Hatake-sama. "I must ask you to do this again."
Hatake-sama has his face buried inside his orange book. He shrugs and drops his hand. "Maa... Iruka-sensei. I had a really rough weekend. I came back from my mission and then my plans were all messed up." He blinks and leans a bit forwards. "Can you just let this one slide?" His face is close to Iruka's.
Iruka bites the inside of his cheek. A flash of Morino-sama's chest rises up in the back of his mind. He blinks and stares at the man in front of him. That lean body, those skilled hands. Iruka swallows and forces his eyes towards the surface of the desk. First Morino-sama in such a vulnerable state, now Hatake-sama who is getting to close in his personal space. Today is a weird day.
He shakes his head and frowns again. "I am sorry to hear that you weekend wasn't what you've expected out of it, but that is no excuse but this report." He points at the piece of paper lying on the desk. "Please redo it." He says sternly.
Hatake-sama looks at him and glances towards the piece of paper. He seems to be thinking about something. He lifts his head and looks around in the room. Iruka follows his gaze.
Several Shinobi have stopped working. They aren't looking at them, but at the entrance of the Mission Room. Anko is poking Gai in his side and points at the door. "Looks like somebody is trying out a new fashion trend." The woman says. Gai nods and gives her a toothy smile.
Iruka glances over towards the entrance and blinks. There stands Morino-sama. Still dressed without a shirt, showing of his chest. Iruka feels his cheeks burn and he glances down again. The man still hasn't put on a shirt. And his pants are really hanging low.
"Okay." Hatake-sama says. He sits down on the corner of Iruka's desk. "I will redo it. Could you please pass me some paper so I can work on it?" He cocks his head to the side and chuckles at Iruka's surprised expression. Iruka closes his mouth and hands the famous Copy nin the requested papers. "Don't mind me. I will rewrite this report and hand it over to you as soon as I am finished. Just continue your work." Hatake-sama nods and starts writing.
Morino-sama is making his way towards Iruka's desk. He ignores the stares he receives from his co-workers and continues walking. he gets in line for Iruka's desk and crosses his arms.
The man in front of him turns around, blinks and steps aside. "You can take my place, Morino-sama." He says. "I wouldn't make you want to wait." He bows and gets in line after Morino-sama.
Morino-sama blinks, but steps forwards.
More people turn around. They share a look with each other. Some nod, others blink, but they all step aside and bow. "You can take our places as well." They say. "I will get into another line." One of them says. He walks towards another desk. Others follow, until Morino-sama stands in front of Iruka's desk.
"I am not getting up." Hatake-sama says. He sticks his nose in the air and shakes his head. "I am rewriting this reports for Iruka here. He is a neat freak and wouldn't accept my first one." He shrugs and points at his previous report, still lying on the desk. "But don't wait for me to discuss whatever you need to discuss with this teacher." He chuckles. His one visible eye moves up and down Morino-sama's body, before turning his gaze towards the rewriting in his hands.
Morino-sama blinks. He frowns and turns his attention towards Iruka. "I came to deliver this." He says. He drops a small stack of papers in front of Iruka. "Some of them are papers you delivered to me this morning. I believe they are not meant for me, but somebody else." He points at the first one.
Iruka leans over his desk an glances at the papers. "You are absolutely right, Morino-sama. They are meant for Hokage-sama. It must have slipped my attention. I will deliver them." He looks at Morino-sama with a smile. "Thank you for noticing this." He bows his head. Inwardly, he curses. He made a fool out of himself in front of the Head of Interrogation.
Morino-sama grabs the stack again. "I will deliver them." He says with a nod. "No need thanking me." He turns around and makes his way over towards the entrance.
Iruka's eyes are locked at his back, with a small smile on his lips. The back of Morino-sama's pants are hanging low as well.
"He is kind of hot, don't you think?" Hatake-sama asks. "I wonder why he chose to show of his body." He puts a finger against his chin and cocks his head to the side. "Walking in like that, with no shirt on. Only to let you look at some papers. And then swiftly turning around and walking away again." He drops his rewritten report on Iruka's desk. "Some might think there is something going on." He chuckles and brings a finger towards his masked mouth. "If there is, I won't tell."
Iruka blinks. "There is nothing going on between Morino-sama and me." He whispers. He wouldn't say no to that, but Hatake-sama doesn't need to know that. He turns his gaze towards the side, the side where there is no Copy nin. He wouldn't say no to being involved with the Copy nin either, but the man also doesn't need to know that.
"Maa... Iruka-sensei. It looks like my rewritten report is finished." Hatake-sama pushed the report towards Iruka. "Is this acceptable for you, Iruka-sensei?" His masked face is close to Iruka's. Iruka leans back a bit and nods, without looking down at the report.
"Then I take my leave, sensei." Hatake-sama nods and waves, before disappearing in a swirl of smoke and leaves.
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Ibiki swiftly walks through the halls. The Shinobi in the Mission Room were all staring at him like he was the Hokage herself. He shakes his head at that. He know he doesn't leave his office a lot, but they sure must remember him. It is not like he never is around. He raises an eyebrow and continues walking.
The papers are stacked in his arms. Bringing these papers to the Hokage gives him a reason to speak to her. Perhaps he can talk about what has happened. He shakes his head. He will never live that down. He continues walking, noticing that his knees really aren't protesting the way they usually would. He could ask her to take a look at that. Perhaps that should explain a couple of things. He nods to himself and reaches the door of her office.
"Hello, Morino-sama." One of the guards speak. The mans eyes move up and down Ibiki's body before turning around and opening the door. That glances is to be expected of the guard. They should check whether a visitor of the Hokage is wearing something suspicious. Why does it feel strange?
Ibiki nods towards the man and walks inside, hearing the door close behind him.
"Morino-san?" The Hokage rises up from her chair, a frown upon her face. "Is everything all right?" She asks. She beckons him to come closer. "You look like you-..." She shakes her head and sits down again.
Ibiki walks over towards her desk, lays the papers down and sits in the chair. "There is nothing wrong. Here are some papers Umino-san was supposed to delivered. He took them to my office this morning and didn't notice these were meant for you." He points at the papers.
She blinks. Her eyes trail over his body. "Are you sure everything is alright, Morino-san?" She cocks her head and smiles. "I mean, aren't you a little cold?" She raises her eyebrows and gestures at his body.
He looks down. His vest is open and shows his naked chest. He hadn't thought about that for a moment. That must be the reason why everybody in the Mission Room was staring at him. And why Hatake-san was looking at him, with a chuckle. He blinks. That chuckle reminds him of another man's chuckle.
That feeling in his gut is back. Those hands were over his body. There was a mouth on his neck, kissing, nibbling and sucking. Hands on his side, turning him around and forcing him on his desk. A mouth near his shaft, on his shaft, kissing him there. Licking him there. He shakes his head and looks up.
"Is everything alright?" Tsunade-sama asks. She gets up from her chair and walks around her desk, placing a hand on his head. "Your face is red and hot." She frowns and leans down, checking his neck, shoulders and chest, to stop just above his stomach. "Did you not eat well, are you feeling dizzy?" She stands straight and looks down at him.
"I am feeling quite well." He says. he shakes his head and takes a deep breath. "Too well actually." He stands up, towering above the Hokage, and points at his knee. "No protest." He says.
The Hokage frowns and places a hand on his shoulder. "Sit down and let me take a look at that." She says. "Your knee has always bin bad." She checks his knee and shakes her head. "It is in much better condition then usual. Are you taking up on all those massages that I told you to get?" She looks up.
He shakes his head.
She frowns. "If that has not changed..." She glances to the side. "Do you perhaps have a lover, who is willing to massage this for you? You know, a Shinobi lover, with some medical training?" The frown on her head grows deeper. "That is the only explanation I have." She pushes herself up and nods her head. "Otherwise, I wouldn't know." She sits down at her desk again.
Ibiki stares at his knee for a moment. Could this be the effect from that night with that unknown Shinobi? No more problems with his knee, no more problems with any other body part? He feels a smile tugging at his lips. That would be great.
"Well, whatever you did, if you keep continuing it, it will be great for your body." The Hokage says. "But you have to continue doing it. Just like with those massages I've been telling you about. It only works if you do it regularly. If you only do it once, it will come back after some time." She smiles and nods. "So keep doing whatever it is that you are doing."
Ibiki blinks, bites his lip and nods. "Thank you, Hokage-sama." He says, rising from his chair.
"Just call me Tsunade." She says.
He locks eyes with her. "Thank you, Tsunade-sama." He turns around, smiling a little when he hears her sigh.
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