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Liquid Trap	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kakashi blinks. Morino really did it. And damn, he did well. Making it a whole show, teasing himself, pinching the tip of his cock, moaning. Kakashi swallows and shakes his head. Ibiki really pleasured himself.

Kakashi jumps away from his seat with window view and lands on the floor. The traps really works. There is no denying it. Or is it? Kakashi frowns and takes out his book. Morino isn’t into him, right? Is there a way to know for sure?
The Hokage should know the answer. She made the trap after all. He nods to himself and moves towards the Hokage tower.
The guards at the door greet him and let him pass through. He nods at Tsunade-sama and puts his book back into its pocket.
“So, what can I do for you?” She asks. She puts her hands together and cocks her head. “Have you given anybody the liquid trap?” She narrows one eye and leans over the desk.
“I did,” Kakashi says. “I gave the liquid trap to two people.” He closes his mouth.
“So, did it work? Who did you gave it to?” She grins and leans back, opening the drawer of her desk. She pulls out two cups and places them on the desks surface. “Come, tell me everything about it.” She gestures at the chair and he sits down. “Tell me, who did you gave the trap to?” She pours both of the cup full of sake.
Kakashi shrugs and places his hands on his knees. “Umino Iruka and Morino Ibiki,” he says, keeping his gaze on his knees. The Hokage will probably laugh if he asks.
“Umino Iruka? That is a Chuunin here at the Mission Room, right? The one with long hair, ponytail, scar across his nose.” Kakashi nods. “Well, I guess that was not hard at all. But Morino? Our Head of Interrogation? I am impressed.” Tsunade-sama giggles and shakes her head. “I think you did well. Two people…” She nods and sips of her sake. “Now, what are you going to do?” She puts the cup down and taps on her desk.
Kakashi cocks his head. “What do you mean?” he asks. “You told me to do this. You should give me orders.” He leans back in his chair and crosses his arms. “You’re the Hokage.” He narrows his eyes.
“True,” she says. “Well, let me think about it for a moment.” She takes another sip of her sake and grins. “Well, tell them to take a week off. Let them stay at your place.” She shrugs. “They are both very hard working Shinobi.” She grumbles and shakes her head. “They really love to work.” She smacks her tongue and grins. “They love it a tad too much if you ask me.”
Kakashi widens his eyes. Tell them to take a vacation. The Hokage must be out of her mind to suggest that. Iruka-sensei will not like that idea. And will probably not comply to it. Unless, yes… the trap. If the trap really works then it will be no problem.
“Both of them?” Kakashi asks. “Together?” He cocks his head. “That is kind of strange, isn’t it?” He raises one eyebrow behind his headband and coughs in his hand. “To tell them that they have to take a week off of work, to stay at my place.” He leans his head back and stares at her.
She blinks and places her empty cup down. “You think that is strange?” She frowns and cocks her head. “Why do you think that?” He blinks again and stares at her nails. “I don’t think that is strange at all. You just have to come up with a good reason why they should stay at your place. But you can’t tell them that those are my orders. Remember, we are testing the trap here.” She closes her eyes and smiles at him.
Kakashi narrows his eyes at her. She can say all that she wants, but what is he going to tell those men. That he wants them in his house because… well, what could be a good reason?
“Just tell them you like being around them. Or something along the lines of you learning from both of them. Or the other way around.” Tsunade-sama shakes her head. “You are the genius here. You figure it out yourself.” She stops and leans forwards. “Remember, you are getting all those documents.” She wiggles her eyebrows.
Kakashi snorts. “I don’t think those documents are enough.” He narrows his eyes. “It was kind of hard to give both of them the liquid.”
Tsunade-sama snorts as well. “Fine.” She leans down and grabs her bottle of sake again, pouring herself another drink. “What more do you want, brat?” She takes a sip of her drink and licks her lips. “What more could you want?”
Kakashi rises from his chair and snorts. “I’ll let you know.” He turns around and walks out of the office. On to the next step in this mission. Which is not a mission. If it were a mission, he would get paid money, and not in documents.
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Iruka stares at the door of the Mission Room. What he wouldn’t give for some free time. He closes his eyes and sighs. He is tired and damn, what he wouldn’t give to lay in bed. He blushes and shakes his head. He just wants to sleep. At least, that is what he thinks. His body tells him otherwise. He sighs and remembers the cold shower he took this morning.
“Something wrong, Iruka-sensei?”
Iruka opens his eyes and stares at the man in front of him. Inwardly he groans. Hatake Kakashi, one who pops up in his dreams. And gives him a hard time at the Mission Room, by handing in completely unreadable reports. On the outside, he pulls a sweet smile.
“Well, hello Hatake-san, do you have a report for me?” Iruka asks. He glances down Kakashi’s body, noticing that the man is not holding any piece of paper. Please don’t tell him that Kakashi hasn’t wrote the report.
“I am not here for a report.” Hatake-san places his hands down onto the desk and leans down, bringing his masked face close towards Iruka’s nose. “I am here for completely different reasons.”
Iruka’s mouth is dry. He licks his lips. The Copy nin is a cool man. Very hip, or so his rival Gai would say. Even now, leaning over Iruka’s desk, the man is cool. Iruka swallows and licks his lips again. He waits until the Copy nin speaks. The Copy nin stares at him.
“Well, Hatake-san, aren’t you going to explain me your reasons?” Iruka swallows again and leans back a bit. There is no way that the Copy nin is standing here because he saw what is in Iruka’s dreams. Right?
“I want you to take a week off of work. And spend that week at my place.”
Iruka widens his eyes and his mouth drops open. He blinks. “What?” That doesn’t sound intelligent. But it is all he can think of. What. That word clouds his mind.
“I don’t like repeating myself,” Kakashi says. He chuckles. “But for you, I will do it. I want you to take a week off of work. And spend that week at my place.” He looks into Iruka’s eyes.
“I… I… A week?” Iruka blinks and looks around. All the Shinobi in the room are staring at him and Hatake-san. He closes his mouth. “Yes.” He nods. And blinks. And nods again. A week off of work. Staying at Hatake-san’s place. He shrugs. There is no way he is saying no to that.
Hatake-san closes his visible eye and nods. “That is good.” He straightens his back and turns around. “Come to my place after work.” He looks over his shoulder, taps to his forehead and takes a step forwards. Walking straight into Morino-sama.
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Ibiki stares at Kakashi. The man just asked the Chuunin behind the desk to stay at his place. For a week. Somehow, that stings in Ibiki’s chest. The Copy nin did ask him first if he… the Copy nin didn’t ask. No, but he did came to Ibiki first. He frowns and nods at the man.
Kakashi places his hands in the pockets of his pants and drops his shoulders. “Hello, Morino,” he says.
Ibiki stares at him. The Copy nin told him about his needs. Perhaps it was wrong to think that he was the one who had to fix those needs. The man is clearly more into men with hair. Ibiki’s hand itches to touch his own, bald, head. He clenches that hand to a fist and sighs.
“You are just the man that I wanted to see,” Hatake-san says. He points at the Chuunin behind him, who is blushing madly. “I just asked him to stay a week at my place, and I want you to do the same. I want you to take a week off of work and spend that week at my place.” He shrugs and moves his head towards the other side. “What do you say?”
The Mission Room is filled with whispers. Ibiki stares at Hatake-san, remembering to keep his eyes normal and his mouth closed. Did the man just invite him? To stay over? Together with Umino-sensei? The tension must’ve been worse than Ibiki first thought.
“Yes,” he says, surprising himself. “I’ll meet you at your place.” Surprising the others in the room as well. Even Hatake-san looks shocked at his words. Whispers fill the air again and Ibiki glances at the other Shinobi from the corner of his eyes. They are staring at him. Probably wondering why Hatake-san picked him, a scarred man.
“Do you know where I live?” Hatake-san asks.
Ibiki snorts. “I know everything there is to know about everybody in this room.” He keeps his voice low, growling even. A shudder moves through the crowd and he smirks. “There is no need to worry about things like that.”
Hatake-san chuckles and waves at him. “See you there. Take Iruka-sensei with you. That leaves more time for me to prepare everything.”
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