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The start of something gentle	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1970 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I really like this one, it makes me feel all giddy inside and dreamy.
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Ibiki’s stomach growls, just as his window pops open, and an already familiar chakra signature drops inside. He looks up with a smile, which falls the moment he notices a bandaged hand.
“Did you hurt yourself in training?” he asks. He walks over to his guest and grabs the wounded hand.
Kakashi winces and tries to take his hand back. “A bit,” he answers.
Ibiki sighs and shakes his head. The bandage is not wound well. It’s sloppy, messy and probably doing a bad job.
“Don’t move, pup. I’ll take care of you.” He takes the bandage off slowly and looks at the wound. It seems clean. Perhaps a minor healing jutsu would be good.
Kakashi pulls on his hand again. “I am fine, really. No need to worry.”
Ibiki looks at him with a smile. “I know I don’t need to worry,” he says. He places his hand on top of the wound. “You’re the Copy nin and in many ways my superior.” He pushes some healing chakra into the skin. “But, sometimes it is better if you just listen to me.”
Kakashi groans and nods. “Alright.” He keeps his hand still.
“Done,” Ibiki says. He moves his thump over the back of Kakashi’s hand and pulls himself back. It almost felt like there was a spark between them.
It’s strange, he thinks. This is a result from a mission. He should be professionals, despite the private feelings that surface. This is the Copy nin. Even is he asks for gentle, it doesn’t mean more.
Ibiki coughs and looks up. “So, lunch?” he asks. He thinks about the possible places to take the other man. That is, until he notices the bag Kakashi is holding in his good hand. “What is that?” he asks and he points to the white, plastic bag.
Kakashi glances at it. “Sushi,” he says. He places it down onto the desk. “I… bought it.” He stares at it and his shoulders slum down.
“Did you… try to make it yourself, at first?” Ibiki asks. He grabs the bag and opens it.
“What? No! It’s not like I tried to cut the fish really thin. And then cut my hand. And then got frustrated and went out to buy you sushi because I wanted to thank you.” Kakashi huffs.
Ibiki raises an eyebrow. “The wound is on your non-dominate hand, correct?” he asks. He takes a container out of the bag. “So, my guess is that you are lying, one way or another.” He pops the container open.
“It doesn’t matter.” Kakashi turns his faze away from the bag. “There is food and we can eat.”
Warmth spreads through Ibiki’s body. Seeing this side from the COpy nin, again, is very cute. It’s a side nobody sees. At least, that’s his guess.
“You’re right,” Ibiki nods and inspects the container. And he blinks. “Is this from that expensive place?” he asks. He grabs the chopsticks, breaks them and picks a piece with salmon.
“Well, yes, yeah, I mean…” Kakashi huffs once more. “It doesn’t matter, right?” He sits down on top of Ibiki’s desk.
“You’re right, again,” Ibiki says. He rises to his feet. “It’s great that you want to share your wisdom like this.” He moves one hand to Kakashi’s mask. “I’m glad you want to share this lunch as well. It looks great.” He pulls the mask down and guides the sushi to Kakashi’s lips.
Kakashi opens his mouth. His cheeks are stained red and his bottom lip trembles. He closes his mouth, chews, nods and swallows.
“It’s good,” he whispers. His visible eye darts towards Ibiki’s mouth.
Ibiki raises an eyebrow. “Are you feeling alright?” he asks. He leans in, bringing himself closer towards the Copy nin. “You look a bit red.”
Kakashi leans back a bit and swallows. “I’m fine,” he whispers.
Ibiki follows his movements. “Just fine? Don’t lie to me. You know who I am.” He smirks
Kakashi closes his eyes. “I’, a bit… wound up,” he whispers. He turns his upper body away from Ibiki. “A bit tense, that is all.”
“Tense?” Ibiki frowns. Tense, wound up. That is pretty vague. Those words clear nothing up. When he feels tense himself, he feels it in his muscles. Perhaps Kakashi needs something along those lines.
So he places a hand on Kakashi’s shoulders and forces him to turn back. “Shall I put my hands to work then?” he asks with an added smirk.
Kakashi opens both his eye and mouth equally wide. “Here?” He glances around in the office. “Now?”
Ibiki shrugs. “Why not?” Could it be that the Copy nin worries about the gentle part? “I’ll be gentle,” he says.
Kakashi moans and his whole body trembles.
Ibiki swallows, blinks and glances down to Kakashi’s lap. Oh. Perhaps Kakashi meant something else. Judging from that raised crotch area.
“Perhaps it is better if we fill up first,” Ibiki says. He reaches for the sushi again.
“Before you fill me up?” Kakashi asks. His sentence is directly followed by a cough, a shake of his head and a raised tension in his body.
Ibiki frowns and reacts before thinking clearly. “If you eat and behave, I will.”
Kakashi’s breath hitches. He nods and takes a piece of sushi without looking. With his hands. “Only if you do the same,” he says.
Ibiki narrows his eyes. What follows is the lack of respect for well made sushi and a normal eating pattern. The bag is empty and Ibiki’s body is hot.
“I’m well fed,” Kakashi says.
Ibiki nods. He moves both of his hands down to Kakashi’s knees, pulling them apart and stepping in between them.
Kakashi swallowsd and nods and briefly glances to the side.
Ibiki moves one hand up and cups Kakashi’s cheek. “I’ll go slow.” He leans in, a bit. “Easy. To get you used to it.” He licks his lips, before connecting them to Kakashi’s
Kakashi shivers in the kiss and scoots a bit closers towards Ibiki. One of his hands sneaks up Ibiki’s arm. He opens his mouth and invites Ibiki in.
Ibiki’s chest tingles. He smells dogs and a musky scent which he can’t define. He backs up a bit, breaking the kiss, and stares at Kakashi’s face.
Kakashi bites his lip and glances away. His face is still red.
Ibiki smiles. “Red looks good on you,” he whispers, moving his thump over Kakashi’s lips. “It’s cute.”
A gasp is heard. But it’s not from Kakashi. Neither from Ibiki himself. He frowns and looks up, over Kakashi’s shoulder, straight at Gai, Anko and even Ebisu. They stand in his office. All with blank expressions on their faces.
Kakashi tenses up underneath Ibiki’s hand. Not a good sign.
“See, I told you,” Anko says. She nudges Gai in his side.
Kakashi holds his breath. It’s getting serious.
Gai blinks, dumbfounded. Anko nudges him again. “I told you not to worry about that, what did you call it? Cum complex?” She shakes his head. “Ibiki will make sure that he climaxes.”
Ibiki narrows his eyes and glances down at Kakashi, who is somehow wearing his mask correctly again and is hiding his crotch behind his hands. He refuses to look at Ibiki.
Ibiki coughs and raises an eyebrow. “Is there an emergency?” he asks. The words ‘cum complex’ makes him wonder if hemisses some sort of information.
Anko laughs. “This green cladded man was extremely worried about his rival, for the man was not acting like himself. I told him not to worry, since you two are clearly going along just fine. But he insists something is amiss, for Kakashi was distracted during their sparring session.” She rolls her eyes and gestures at Ibiki and Kakashi. “But, you see, there is nothing to worry about.”
Ibiki blinks. He still stands in between Kakashi’s legs. And Kakashi is still aroused.
“Why are you here, Ebisu?” Ibiki asks. He keeps his eyes on Kakashi’s covered face.
“I am here, eh, I overheard these two talking and I, eh, I wanted to inform you about the gossip they were spreading.” Ebisu pushes his sun glasses back up his nose.
Ibiki glances up. “Gossip?” he asks.
Anko pales on sight. Gai gulps and take a step back. And Ebisu nods. “Yeah. They were talking, very loudly if I may add, about the two of you. How you would act in the bedroom and what kind of actions you would undertake. Who would be the submissive one and who would be dominant. Gai didn’t believe Anko’s words, saying that his rival would surely not be into BDSM and they both hurried over here.”
Ibiki blinks and tries to process the words. BDSM? Cum complex? Submissive, dominant? It confuses him a bit and he sighs. He could ask for clarification, but seeing the state that Kakashi is in, that wouldn’t be wise, since it would cost him time. Asking for an explanation is also admitting he knows nothing about it and that means potentially risking embarrassing Kakashi.
So he goes for the next big thing.
“It looks like we won’t be getting any privacy here,” he says. He leans in to Kakashi and nudges his cloth covered cheek. He ignores the gasp from near the entrance and focuses completely on Kakashi. “Do you have any idea how to fix that?” he asks.
Kakashi closes his eyes and clears his throat. “Well, when I want to be left alone, I read porn and ignore the world around me,” he answers. He reaches for his best, probably ready to grab his porn.
Ibiki hums and nods. “Ignoring it is then,” he says. He cups Kakashi’s chin and forces him, gently, to look up. With his other hand he peels the mask back down, once more. He closes the gap between their mouths and pushes Kakashi back.
Kakashi protest, but not much. He makes a soft grunting noise in the kiss, while pulling Ibiki closer to him at the same time.
There is chatter near the door, followed by more gasps and noise. Ibiki ignores it and instead focuses on the hot lips parting against his own. And on the tongue licking his bottom lip, before demanding access and battling for dominance.
The ignoring works, the whispers, gasps and other noises die down. Ibiki pulls back, desperate for some air and curious to see if the others have left.
Only to find that the crowd has increase. His eyebrows twitch as he discovers Genma, Raido and Iruka. And, several youngsters, including Naruto, Sakura, Hinata and Lee.
He grits his teeth and leans in, bringing his mouth near Kakashi’s ear. “Looks like that didn’t work either,” he says. He puts his hands down onto Kakashi’s legs. “Do you want to head to a private place after all?”
The sound of moaning fills the air, but it’s not just from Kakashi. Some people in the crowd are getting vocal as well. Ibiki has no idea why. Hatak-sama’s face is still hidden for them. He decides that the reason is not important. But he does have to gather more information.
“Or do you prefer being watched? I don’t mind it, but there are youngsters here, and I do mind them.”
The words leave his mouth before he really thinks about them. It’s Kakashi, he clouds his brain. And it does matter, he should think. About his words and the meaning behind them. For, as soon as he spoke those words, the youngsters are forced out of the room.
It’s mostly disruptive. And annoying. The youngsters yell and protest, Sakura being the loudest, while the others urge them to hurry outside.
It all stops when a familiar voice booms through the room.
“What is going on in here?”
Tsunade-sama rushes in, pushing the youngsters out of the way.
Kakashi groans and drops his head against Ibiki’s chest. Which Ibiki doesn’t mind, at all.
“It’s nothing, Hokage-sama,” Ebisu answers. He, along with the other Shinobi, all look very embarrassed. “We were just observing Ibiki handling Kakashi.” He coughs.
Tsunade-sama frowns and turns to look at Ibiki. She takes a second to proces what is in front of her, it seems, for her eyes widen and she smiles. “You are? I see. Good. Yes. You are handling him. Please knock some sense into him. And tell him he needs to do it before I can put him back on duty.”
Kakashi tenses up against Ibiki’s chest. It makes Ibiki grow hot.
“I need him to be fully functional and concentrated. We can’t have any slackers on the job. And certainly not our precious Copy nin. He has a reputation to uphold.” Tsunade-sama nods with a content smile on her lips.
Ibiki’s thoughts are racing. It seems like there is a lot of information missing. Perhaps he should check the information again.
“I knew it,” Iruka says. One of his hands is raised up in the air and he carries a face filled with triumph.
Ibiki narrows his eyes, getting annoyed at the whole situation. Annoyed and confused. He doesn’t like it one bit. He lacks information, he feels something he can’t describe and it surely does not help to have the office full of people who gawk at him.
He takes a deep breath and looks down. Kakashi’s mask is back in place. Again. No surprise there. But even that is a bit annoying.
“Is there anything else?” he asks, making sure to keep his voice low and full with the promise of threat. “I’d like to continue.”
Half of the crows seems to moan. The other half pales on sight. Tsunade-sama blinks and takes a step back. “Well, no, not now. But do get back to me when you’re done. I am curious to see what kind of techniques there were used,” she says.
Now Ibiki knows he missed something. He nods, leans in and moves his arms around Kakashi in one big hug. Only to make the signals for the teleportation jutsu and getting the heck out of there.
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