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Another Perfect Wonder	By : jaded_priceless Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 10015 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 30

The next time Manzô showed up was in the middle of the next night. Like the previous visit he was alone. Iruka groaned and Kakashi cursed when Manzô began banging on the door.

“:I never thought Naruto showing up at all hours asking for ramen would ever be useful on a mission,:” Iruka signed against Kakashi’s thigh.

“:Maybe he’ll go away if we ignore him:” Kakashi theorized.

The knocks got louder.

Iruka pulled on a pair of pants and a sweater before approaching the door, “Who is it?”

“Manzô, open up this instant,” the ninja on the other side demanded.

“Just one moment let me get dressed,” Iruka replied to irritate him.

After five minutes he slowly began fumbling with the latches. They were a last minute addition after seeing them in Shibata-san’s store. Iruka yawned and made sure to blow plenty of midnight breath at their unwelcome guest, “Manzô, what’s wrong? Is it the criminal? Has he been captured or seen in the area?”

The man blinked a few times then looked past Iruka, “I was making riceballs and wondered if you had any daikon radish? This time of night the store is not open and Mama-san’s is full of whores looking for customers.”

“No, but Manzô maybe you should try one of the whores,” Iruka suggested before adding, “I’m sure they have to eat at some point or perhaps they have food to rejuvenate flagging customers.”

The Snow ninja did not catch Iruka’s double entendre or the insult hidden within it. He walked away scratching his heads and muttering, “thought for sure I’d get him” after his plot to scare the two men into emitting chakra didn’t work.

The next day he sent Shinsuke to ask for laundry detergent recommendations. The day after that it was to advise they were going into town and inquire if they had a letter that needed mailing or something that needed to be purchased. Iruka asked for laxatives, lubricant, and condoms just to see if he would buy them.

The items were delivered the next day by one of Cloud ninja, a woman closer to Sandiame’s age than his own. She sounded very disappointed when shaking her finger in their direction and advising, “Please refrain from giving such request to impressionable children.”

Iruka and Kakashi both apologized profusely. Iruka confessed, “Manzô has been dropping by at all hours so I thought this would be a good joke to play on him. I apologize for the lack of judgment and asking for such things from Shinsuke. I assumed Manzô had sent him. Please forgive me.”

The woman frowned and removed all impressions of being a sweet grandmother, “Manzô hmm? I’ll just have to teach that brat some manners. It is unacceptable to harass civilians. Please accept my apologies for his behavior.”

“Oh no, please accept my apologies for the inconvenience and requesting those items from Shinsuke,” Iruka said bowing.

The woman sighed, “Well I suppose it is no harm done. He’s at that age where young men began to have such thoughts. You gave me a good reason to talk to him; nothing like a crying infant and rotting penis genjutsu to enforce the importance of abstinence, careful planning, and safe encounters. You two have a good day.”

Manzô appeared the next two days. The first was to apologize for harassing them. He even brought a live fish as a gesture of goodwill. Iruka placed it in one of the pots he’d acquired along with a bit of freshly melted snow. Unlike the ones he’d caught, this one was dead and started to smell after a few hours.

Iruka waved Kakashi over, “Smell that?”

Kakashi’s nostrils flared and his nose wriggled as he sniffed it. He pulled back, walked across the room, opened the door, inhaled to clear his nostrils then sniffed the fish once more, “I know I’m sick, but that smells like medicine.”

Iruka nodded and lifted his hand, “:Truth serum. The girls in Sakura’s age group wanted to give some to Sasuke to see if he liked one of them but she wanted to make sure it wouldn’t hurt him. Ino made Shikamaru catch a frog and they gave some to it to test it first. It died a few minutes later and smelled like medicine afterwards. Needless to say they didn’t give it to Sasuke and I was able to teach them a valuable lesson.:”

“:What? Not to drug their classmates?:” Kakashi signed back.

“:Nah, they’re learning to be kunoichi. They need to learn how to drug people and the boys need to learn how to tell when someone is trying to drug them. I taught to always test for poisons before they ingest something and the importance of knowing drug affects before they use them. If their target starts to behave in an uncharacteristic manner that could give them away just as much as their own actions.:”

Kakashi blinked dumbly; no wonder the children were so scary if that was what they were learning. His age group didn’t learn those things until he’d reached jounin level. He just might take another group of genin to see what else Iruka had taught them.

Iruka was stirring the pot of bones and vegetable scraps over the fire when he felt the familiar taps on the edge of his consciousness. He groaned as his fingers jerked into what was now becoming their most common movement, “:Here they come, again.:”

Kakashi rolled his eyes and huffed. Every day since he’d been in the shack he’d felt the presence of ninja rushing all about them looking for sign of his whereabouts. Several stopped on the roof or the trees overlooking the shack but Iruka assured him that was normal.

The chuunin had been under surveillance since the moment he’d crossed into the territory. Manzô’s team was the one most often chosen to watch Iruka as they were quite useless. What wasn’t normal was the insistence of three particular ninja who’d become their frequent guest.

A stroke of luck that paired Manzô with a much younger and smaller opponent suffering from the effects of poison was the only reason the cell leader still wasn’t a middle aged genin. Arisa had natural talent and tremendous potential but lacked the training and discipline necessary to reach it. Shinsuke was a from a large ninja clan that had never produced a jounin. He was earnest, eager and had chosen medicine because it was the area in which he’d be less likely to be killed.

Iruka firmly believed that if they ever met he and Shikamaru would be great friends although the brunet would be slightly envious since the older boy didn’t have two bossy women pushing him.

To his credit Manzô felt there was something suspicious about the two of them but the others disregarded his claims as paranoia and cowardice deciding he’d rather harass civilians than hunt for such a dangerous enemy ninja. Since someone had to watch the newcomers they were content to let him.

Arisa’s sensei was at the castle with their benefactor making sure no one suspected him of treason. Shinsuke was at that awkward phase of growth where it was dangerous to practice chakra based medicine and foolish to leave him unsupervised.

With his small amount of jutsu, low chakra reserves, overly cautious nature and high number of D-rank missions Manzô made the perfect babysitter. It was common knowledge the best way to keep a child out of trouble was to keep it close and monitor it even closer.

Much to Iruka and Kakashi’s dismay Manzô determinedly applied that theory the two men in the shack deciding to watch them and wait for them reveal themselves.

Kakashi placed his palms over his temples and slid his hands back pulling his hair and shaking his head as if the pressure and movement would make the persistent ache stop. He’d been on pins and needles ever since Iruka announced they were staying put until he was well enough to travel.

The purple eyed woman’s cryptic visit and knowing that she always paused on the roof as she passed by even when she had no intention of stopping had made that feeling worse. He was twitchy and today of all days he needed to get out. He didn’t want his personal demons to be the reason Iruka’s ruse didn’t work but he knew leaving the cabin or attempting to do so would be the end of them.

“:Do you think you can get rid of them?:” Kakashi signed not wanting to reveal that today was his parents wedding anniversary and the same day his father killed himself.

Iruka could tell Kakashi was on edge. He’d been cutting back the number of civilian pills he’d been giving him and was starting to wonder if he’d lowered the dosage too quickly. The man hadn’t slept well earlier during his nap and had finished two of Iruka’s sudoku books.

“:He does seem homophobic. Perhaps if he thinks we’re busy he’ll leave,:” Iruka silently offered, not expecting the look of relief to cross Kakashi face.

“So how do you want to do this?” Kakashi verbally asked.

Iruka looked around the room. The curtain was partially open to let in light. The table blocked a direct view to the bed but a strategically placed chair might work. The men of the northern countries were large and brawny so the chairs inside the shack were sturdy enough to support both of their weight.

Iruka slid a chair slightly to the left and sat down prior to removing his hair band and shirt then tossing them haphazardly over his shoulder.

“Don’t just look at me like I’ve lost mind. Come sit in my lap,” Iruka hissed while unbuttoning his pants.

“Clever, very clever,” Kakashi laughed. Since he spent most of his time asleep and Iruka obsessively tended the fire so far he hadn’t felt the need to trouble Iruka for actual clothing. He’d been content to lounge around wrapped in blankets and the boxer briefs the chuunin admitted he’d purchased for him to wear.

Kakashi made himself quite comfortable in Iruka’s lap and immediately began using his fingers to muss the chuunin’s hair. He jumped when Iruka reached beneath the blankets and began caressing his back.

“How realistic do you want to make this?” Iruka whispered placing a light kiss on Kakashi’s ear.

Kakashi pressed his lips against Iruka’s in response. The first few kisses were chaste and experimental but deepened as their hands slowly began to explore. Their bodies had found a natural rhythm by the time they heard the first knocks at the door.

Kakashi broke their contact to turn and look at the door.

“Ignore it,” Iruka moaned eagerly recapturing his lips and bringing a hand to the back of Kakashi's head to ensure his target didn’t stray any further.

The need for oxygen caused their lips to once again separate but their arousals remained in close contact as their hips continued to slowly grind against each other as the Snow ninja continued to bang on the door.

The knocking grew louder and more insistent until Iruka finally yelled, “Go away.”

He palmed Kakashi’s ass and pulled him closer; his pretend lover used that opportunity to begin nibbling on his neck.

“Do you have any idea of what you’re doing to me?” Iruka purred before applying his lips to the junction of skin between Kakashi neck and shoulder.

“Right there,” Kakashi whimpered guiding Iruka’s mouth to the area right above his collarbone as he wrapped his legs around the back of the chair for leverage and undulated his hips faster.

“Their chakra is doing something ….funny.” Arisa sputtered not quite sure how to describe the feelings coming from the other side of the door. “I don’t think we should go in …”

That was all Manzô needed to hear, “Let us in this instant!” he bellowed kicking the door.

“Get lost!” Kakashi screamed before pulling Iruka forward into a searing kiss as he arched backward placing their groins more direct contact.

The kicking stopped. If they were listening the Konoha nin would have heard the sound of a lock pick set being dropped and the jingling of the doorknob once it had been picked back up.

Instead Iruka was content to focus on Kakashi’s low keening sighs each time his tongue darted across the jounin’s extremely sensitive nipples. Kakashi’s hands were scrabbling for purchase on Iruka’s sweaty skin when he discovered the hot spot to the right of the chuunin’s obliques. They were both very close to completion when the Snow ninja burst through the door.

“Get out,” Iruka growled releasing the nipple he’d been sucking and hotly kissing his way upwards.

“What the hell are you two doing?” Manzô screeched.

“That should be obvious,” Kakashi commented lolling his head backwards to give Iruka better access to his neck. “We would rather not have any witnesses,” he exhaled once more angling his head to intertwine Iruka's tongue with his.

“I…uh…Se…Sep…Separate! Separate right now!” Manzô stammered once he realized the two men were completely ignoring their presence.

Iruka broke their kiss and pulled Kakashi upright into a sitting position. He managed to utter a terse “Leave,” before reciprocating Kakashi’s actions and greedily attacking the other man’s neck.

“This…this…this is unacceptable! Absolutely indecent, immoral, and unnatural!” the homophobe shrieked, taking a step forward. “You deviants separate this instant. I will not allow this… sickness in my presence!”

Iruka pressed his hips forward causing the man in his lap to moan lasciviously as their arousals rubbed against one another. He held Kakashi protectively as he began to tremble in anger.

His voice was low and calm. “You mother fucking hypocrite. You go on about decency and morality, but yet you broke in here with two children. We ordered you to leave you but you continued to watch. You didn’t even bother to send them out. You say we’re sick but here you are asking us to expose ourselves in front of the children in your care?”

“Stop, Rui, stop,” Kakashi begged as Iruka pulled him closer as he slid to the edge of the chair. The chuunin had no idea his rage was causing his entire body, including that wonderful stiffness pressed against Kakashi, to vibrate and get hotter. “Oh, gods, please stop.”

Iruka misunderstood the reason for Kakashi’s pleas. Thinking the ninja had once again frightened him, he instead gripped him tighter as his tone grew more venomous and the shaking increased. “You goddamn pervert. You may not care anything about that little girl’s innocence but I refuse to show her what happens when a man is excited. Shinsuke’s at that age where he understands but he’s still a child and there are some things children should not see. You are the sexual deviant. People like you make me sick.”

“Rui, stop. Please, please, stop.” Kakashi panted, attempting to free himself and avoid the eruption Iruka’s quaking body was steadily pushing him towards. “Stop, stop, stop, stop.”

“It’s okay, Shishi,” Iruka crooned coldly, his eyes never leaving the red-faced older man, as he slid back in the chair, unconsciously rubbing their lower halves against each other while his angry tremors grew progressively stronger.

Arisa felt the prevailing mood in the room shift from anger to desperation to something she couldn’t define. She wisely ran out of the door not wanting to know the answer.

“Oh gods, Rui, please be still,” Kakashi warbled as Iruka’s movements pushed him closer to the edge.

“It’s okay, Shishi.” Iruka repeated sliding one hand up and down Kakashi’s trembling back while this other maintained its viselike grip on his hips. He began rocking back and forth to offer comfort to the man currently squirming in his lap, completely unaware that his actions were doing exactly that just not in the innocent way he intended.

Kakashi groaned when Iruka’s body began a slow rhythmic slid against his. It had been well over a year since he had companionship from anything other than Icha Icha and his right hand. He wrapped his legs around Iruka’s waist and tightened his arms around Iruka’s neck desperately wishing to hold him still and suppress those maddening movements.

His actions had the opposite effect.

Iruka felt the body in his arms tense. There was a sharp intake then exhalation against his neck before Kakashi’s breathe devolved into litany of harsh rapid pants. Nails dug into his back and bony hips jerked against his as the warm stickiness of Kakashi’s satisfaction heated his lap.

That immediate shock drove away his anger and Iruka became acutely aware of what had been interrupted and why Kakashi had been begging him to stop. He made the mistake of looking at Kakashi’s face. The half lidded eye, parted lips, sweat dampened locks and light blush against golden skin was the epitome of complete and utter bliss.

He too lost himself when that erotic vision pulled him into a lazy blistering kiss. When they parted the room was empty and they were left alone to face their awkwardness and the shift in the mission dynamic.

A simple whispered statement from Kakashi broke the ice and chased away Iruka’s guilt. “That was definitely worth a B-rank mission check.”

“What?” Iruka yelped as the blush spread across his face.

“I said that was worth a B-rank mission check. I figured you were so high strung because you were sexually repressed. Kotetsu overhead me and said it was an act. He said you were really a secret freak. We bet a B-rank mission check,” Kakashi whispered continuing in a much louder voice, “I had no idea you were such as exhibitionist.”

Iruka didn’t respond to Kakashi’s comment about Kotetsu but made a mental note to kill his friend when they got back the village. Instead he barked, “What do you mean I’m an exhibitionist? You say that as if you weren’t there. You’re the one who shot a load in my lap!”

Kakashi’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped, “First mother fucker and now this. I never would have guessed such a fine upstanding citizen had such a dirty mouth. What will that little brother of yours say when I tell him about your language?”

Iruka smirked, “I guarantee it won’t be anywhere near as bad or loud as when he hears that you defiled my innocent crotch.”

Kakashi paled, “You are an evil man.”

“Speaking of kids, how much did those two see?” Kakashi inquired once again serious.

Iruka took a deep breath and sighed, “Arisa took off after the first time you asked me to stop. Shinsuke got a pretty good eyeful and disappeared.”

“What kind of teacher am I? Doing something like that in front of kids,” Iruka berated himself dropping his head onto Kakashi’s shoulders. “I should have stopped the moment they came through the door and I saw the two of them. I had the nerve to call him a hypocrite and deviant.”

Kakashi patted Iruka’s head while pressing a hand between their bodies, “:It may not have been the best way to get rid of them, but out of all the ways we are trained to take care of enemy ninja that way didn’t cause any physical harm and allowed them to live.:”

Iruka watched the hand signs and nodded. He hated killing kids. “Let’s get cleaned up.”

Kakashi slid off Iruka’s lap, grabbed a fresh pair of boxers and limped to the bathroom.

Iruka was locking the door when noticed Arisa’s backpack in the corner. “Hey, Shishi, Arisa left her bag.”

“I know where Shinsuke went when he disappeared,” Kakashi sang out reappearing from the bathroom with the older teen’s pack as well.

“I guess we’re not the only reason it reeks of semen in here,” Iruka stated grabbing what looked like a can of aerosol deodorizer and spraying it throughout the cabin.

When the fine mist of electron monitoring device detector completely disappeared and didn’t condense on anything Iruka laughed, “:Jackpot, as my dear sweet mother would say.:”

He quickly took apart the lamp and assembled the small camera he’d hidden inside it and passed it to Kakashi. He reached on the dresser and grabbed a red hair tie and twisted the metal connector to reveal a hidden video lens before picking up what looked like empty packs of gum wrappers.

The two Konoha ninja rapidly went through each bag using the cameras to catalog the contents and storing samples inside the micro-thin slides sheaved inside the innocuous foil wrappers.

Once that was complete they replaced the buttons and zippers on the bags with chakra powered, voice activated transmitters from Iruka’s sewing kit. Kakashi had never even seen those items before and it reminded him of the number one complaint of Anbu. The academy teachers got to test all the good stuff first then they had to teach them how to use it.

“They’ll be back for this pretty soon.” Iruka stated putting both bags beneath the table.

“I know,” Kakashi smiled evilly.

“What are you thinking about?” Iruka asked when he saw Kakashi’s expression.

“Since we’re already dirty how about we wait for them in bed and give who ever comes to pick them up a little something extra to think about? That will teach them not to just come barging in case the earlier lesson didn’t have an effect,” Kakashi said mischievously as he slipped under the covers and tossed out his underwear.

“Have I ever told you that I like the way you think?” Iruka smirked hopping in beside Kakashi and shucking his garments as well.

Misato’sPenPen: Thank you for the review. I wasn’t sure how Rin being the first person to molest Kakashi would be taken so I’m glad to hear it worked the way I intended it to. I didn’t mean to cause confusion with the multiple chapters. I promise to never go on a posting spree again. (LOL! J)

KC: Thank you for the review. Bits and pieces of Ryuu’s identity and motives will continue to be revealed. You are on the right track but I can’t really say if she’s going to be distant relative considering 20 men from several clans acknowledge her as their daughter.
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