Give Me, Take You | By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6806 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Clear It All Away
Fandom: Naruto
World: Give Me, Take You
Chapter: 3
Characters: Inoichi/Genma
Word Count: 1569
Warnings: Nothing really
AN: Okay if you noticed that I didn’t post on Monday, I was stuck in bed for most of the day because I was in sooo much pain. Like fuck me pain.
But I’m better now and been rewriting, editing, and finishing off another story! Yep. I’m about done with a fluffy cross over that’ll be posted after my Avengers fic I’m thinking I’m calling “Paths Changing”. Or something.
We’ll see.
But for now! Enjoy!
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A week after his night with his Giver and Genma was reading over a file with a frown dancing on his lips. He had been asked to deal with a mission that required Inoichi’s skills, seeing as most of his clan didn’t know just how to do what he did the same way. It wasn’t the first time that he had worked with a Yamanaka or just anyone else on a mission, but it was the first time that he was going to have to use a few hidden skills.
And he never knew how others would react to a few of those other skills.
It was well known that he used poisons and senbon, but not so well known was his medical knowledge. To be able to kill someone using a senbon though, one had to know where to hit just right.
It just meant that he had to feel out Inoichi but he didn’t seem like someone who judged skills like his.
Sighing and nodding to Tsunade, he left with a bit of smoke and headed home to pack for the day. Naruto had been working on creating permanent sealing by using a kind of a band that most nin could wear with ease. In his line of work, such a thing was a good thing, so he was the one who was field testing them. So far, nothing had gone wrong on the small band that rested around his wrist.
Sliding into his home through the single window that wasn’t trapped to hell and back, Genma closed it behind and turned to his kitchen. First, he would eat something, then he would pack and then he would try to get sleep for a few hours. He and Inoichi were to leave late into the night but that was something that he often did anyways.
Making up an easy dinner, he ate and flopped into bed with a groan once his things were packed up and readied before he went to bed. He woke nearly three hours later to a knock on his door and Inoichi’s chakra signature outside of his home. Groaning as he looked at his clock, noting that it was set to go off in two minutes, he stood up and stretched with a groan as he padded for the front door, uncaring of the fact that he was in pants and a sleep shirt with no weapons on him.
If the blond man wanted to attack him, he could do so without waking him up and knocking on his door.
Pulling it open, he blinked at finding a ready to go Inoichi standing in front of him with some takeout in one hand, eyebrow raised. “You came early to feed me?” he asked
Inoichi snorted and nodded. “Yes, I did come early to feed you and to go over the mission to come,” he drawled, Genma stepping to the side and letting in the older man. Leading him to the table in his kitchen, Genma gathered some dishes and drinks from the fridge, offering him a bottle of simple soda.
Inoichi nodded his head and took the bottle as he sat, the two men dishing up the easy food that wouldn’t upset their stomach as they travelled. It was all light but filling, and every part of it good. Genma’s eyes flicked up to the other man before looking down after catching the amused look on Inoichi’s face. “So, two days travel there with two days back, and maybe a day there?” he asked.
Inoichi nodded his head as he ate some rice. “Just about. We have about two extra days wiggle room but if we don’t send an approved message after that, they send out an extraction team and take the place down the hard way,” he warned. Genma groaned, hating the kind of missions that started out silent and turned into a big boom.
“Shit. Naruto is going to laugh his ass off about me taking on the boomboom jobs again,” he grumbled, Inoichi raising an eyebrow. “Me and Naruto do hang out. At least ever since he came back last year and found his supposed girlfriend with her tongue stuck down Kiba’s throat and he tried to find out if he could get drunk.”
“And can he?” Inoichi asked, getting a snort from the younger man.
“He can get buzzed, that’s just about it,” Genma cooed, smirking and shaking his head at the amused look in the pale blue eyes of the other man’s eyes. “But I decided that just in case he does get drunk, he would need someone to take him home since he snarled away the little Hyuuga Princess when she tried to talk to him. We got to talking and the next day he came by with food and made me lunch as thanks. We’ve been hanging out ever since.”
“Sounds like a good friendship,” Inoichi said, Genma chuckling softly as he finished his part of the food.
“One of the best. Now if Raidou would stop scowling and snipping at Naruto anytime he’s around I would be happy. It’s as if the man is jealous.” Genma stood and shook his head, making a note to take a moment to wash his hair. “It’s not as if we’re dating or will ever date.”
Inoichi raised an eyebrow, curious as to what that meant. “We all thought you two were dating,” he admitted.
Genma just gave him an amused look and shook his head. “No. We’re not dating, and like I said, we never will be. He’s marrying some retired kunoichi to continue his clan. She’s a nice enough girl but seriously, you’d think he would have gone for love and had a surrogate have his kid,” he said.
Inoichi raised an eyebrow, not having heard about that but put it to the side for the moment. Standing up with his own plates, he took Genma’s with an amused look. “How about you go take a shower and finish getting ready? I’ll do up the dishes and make sure that you don’t have anything that will die outside of a sealing scroll.”
“Thanks. Seal up the fruit, dump what’s left of the milk. Naruto will swing by when he gets the note I need to leave him and water the plants, and take the fruit as payment,” he said, Inoichi nodding his head with a smile. Genma left him to wash the plates, remove the trash, and seal up the fruit that he did find in the refrigerator, placing the sealing scroll onto the shelf after he was done. He was dropping the trash bag down into the dumpster below, amused that someone had created a barrier around it to keep the stench contained within when the bedroom door opened.
Genma stepped out, adjusting a wristband that had several seals embroidered onto it with very strong, very thin specialized wire. His hair was tucked up under a bandana with a matte black plate with the Konohagakure spiral. The rest of his uniform was normal if not a bit tighter than the normal uniform, in shades of dark blues and purples, much like the night and shadows of their world. He wore gloves with just the tips of his fingers exposed, allowing him the ability to wield his senbon as he needed.
Inoichi raised an eyebrow and closed the window, resetting the trap with a smirk. “Ready?” he asked as Genma checked his senbon pouches and the kunai pouch on his leg. Genma hummed and nodded, tucking a few specialized kurumaken shuriken into the kunai pouch just in case.
“Yep. As ready as I can be,” he mused, shrugging one shoulder with a smirk on his lips. “We need to swing by Naruto’s place. I need to leave a note,” he said. Inoichi followed after Genma, watching as he locked the apartment down before heading up the stairs of the apartment building to the top floor. Tsunade had taken over a building and had it rebuilt, the top floor split into two apartments.
One held Sasuke and his guards while the other was Naruto’s. Naruto’s apartment had seals running around the edges of the walls, inside and out, creating a protected space for the young man. Especially since Sasuke had this thing about stalking him around Konoha after he had been kicked around by the blond.
Checking to see if the seal on the door was active, which would have told them that Naruto was in bed, Genma smiled and knocked on the door. It didn’t take long for him to explain that he was headed on a mission and needed Naruto to watch his poison babies since one was about to bloom and the blooms had to be harvested. The sleepy-eyed Naruto just took the list of things to do while Genma was gone and gave Inoichi an amused look before waving him off with a yawn.
“Have fun with the boomboom,” Naruto drawled before closing the door.
Genma groaned and shook his head, heading for the small balcony that was a landing and launching point for most nin, Inoichi chuckling as he followed. “I hate when he knows shit that he shouldn’t,” he pouted. “Jerk always teases me about shit like that.”
“Of course. That’s what friends are for,” Inoichi chuckled, pushing off of the small balcony, Genma pouting and following after him, but still smiling.
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