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All For the Sake of Pleasure	By : Kanemoshi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 8220 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter Thirty Two
Iruka could not suppress a snort as he walked into the kitchen, discovering his handsome lover was once again trying his hand at cooking. Recalling Kakashi's last attempt at rice, which had set off the smoke detectors, Iruka could not help but cringe. Even though he was a genius in the shinobi world, he was certainly no chef. And no matter how often Iruka saw Kakashi busying himself with, well, normal chores, it still amazed him.
In the past two weeks since Saki learned his now infamous transportation jutsu, Kakashi had all but moved in. Not that Iruka was complaining – but it was kind of a surprise to wake up and find Kakashi cleaning. In fact, the first time Iruka caught his boyfriend in the act he actually rubbed his eyes and wondered if he was still dreaming.
It had been all too surreal. First, he had a beautiful jounin clad in only a tight pair of boxers. Second, that jounin was on his knees – which had been a dream come true in and of itself. Third, the sex god was sticking his butt in the air, wagging it enticingly as he leaned forwards. Finally, and perhaps worst of all, the tall, gorgeous man was scrubbing the kitchen floor.
The man was a walking wet dream, and he knowingly used it to his full advantage.
If it wasn't for the fact Iruka loved him to desperation, he might have been annoyed that he was so easily manipulated by his lover's seductive ways. But Kakashi only asked for small things, so Iruka let his boyfriend's methods go. When Iruka caught him cleaning the floor, Kakashi had requested to take Saki out every morning, which was only a minor change to his and Saki's old schedule.
When Kakashi had explained why, Iruka had almost tripped over himself to agree. How could he possibly say no when Kakashi just wanted to bring Saki to the memorial? Kakashi didn't state it explicitly, but Iruka knew that it was his lover's way of introducing Saki to his fallen friends and, though his name was not on the monument, his own father.
The other things Kakashi requested – usually in sinfully tight boxers, while claiming that he hated the summer heat and this was his way of dealing with it – were even more innocent. Most of them dealt with small things, such as converting Iruka's one storage room to a bedroom for the ninken pack. Then there was reorganizing the cabinets so that Saki could not easily reach the pots - Iruka knew Kakashi was labeled a genius for a reason.
Seeing his lover in, for once, a pair of black pants, Iruka could not help but raise an eyebrow. It was then he noticed something that he had missed when he walked into the apartment a few moments ago. It was downright frigid in their small home.
"What did you do?" Iruka asked slowly as he walked into the kitchen, his eyes searching the room for their son, but he could not find Saki. Instead of starting to worry, Iruka moved to lean against the counter Kakashi was working at folding his arms across his chest. Considering Kakashi always had his attention on Saki, the tall jounin knew just what their offspring was up to. It was unbelievably reassuring to have one of Konoha's best constantly watching their son. Then again, Kakashi was probably the main reason Saki was turning into a little terror…
"I showed Saki a snow jutsu – he thought it was hysterical once he got over the surprise of snow being cold," Kakashi stated calmly as he continued to cut the vegetables before him. Iruka shook his head as he smiled, recalling that Saki had been too young to remember what snow was like. He had the feeling this winter was going to be a fun one.
But a snow jutsu in the hands of their energetic son might just mean it will be winter year-round in the apartment. Saki, as adorable as he was, could strike fear into the heart of any missing nin, much less his poor fathers, who were learning parenting through trial-and-error.
"Why a snow jutsu – and you do realize you're probably the one he learned the transportation jutsu from?" Iruka questioned as he moved towards the fridge to grab something to drink. The more he thought about Saki's fantastic abilities, the more sense it made that Kakashi was the root of it all.
In the past two weeks, it had become a constant challenge to keep Saki contained. First, they had considered putting a tracker on the baby, but Saki kept taking the bracelets off and leaving them in strange places. They then put the entire ninken pack, along with Sasuke and Naruto, on almost constant Saki-watch. If the baby went missing, the team dispersed to search Saki's favorite places.
Finally, realizing just how unrealistic it was to ask everyone to be on alert, Kakashi had started writing out seals and planning a shield to, hopefully, keep their son in one place. Already, half the apartment was covered in papers that had been tacked there strategically by Kakashi, to be left there until the jounin was strong enough to start forming the actual seals to contain Saki. Iruka did not even try to understand three-quarters of what the scribbled seals meant, much less what they were meant to do. All he knew was that something of this magnitude would not only keep Saki contained, but probably the Kyuubi along with every other demon to ever have lived all at once.
Sometimes Kakashi overdid things – but Iruka could not help but love him for it.
"Maa…at least he stopped transporting to Naruto's at …bad times." Kakashi cackled, obviously enjoying just how many times his child had interrupted his two uncles in the past two weeks. It was as though Saki had a sixth sense, Naruto had complained time and again. Iruka could only roll his eyes – at least Saki had to actually perform a jutsu to get to his uncles' to ruin their plans for the night. All he had to do was open his mouth and Iruka and Kakashi's evenings of pleasure were dashed, as both men had come to quickly realize.
Two weeks without sex – while having a passionate and chronically aroused boyfriend – would try even the patience of a saint. And Iruka could not say he was ever one for patience unless it involved his students and even then, counting to one hundred could only calm him down so much.
"But why a snow jutsu?" Iruka asked again as he ran a hand through his hair. It took him a moment to realize that he had, once again, left it down an entire day at the academy. No wonder his students had been looking at him strangely today. He probably looked like a crazed person, with his hair sticking every which way after a morning of Saki tugging on it. Of course, ever since Saki came into his life, Iruka's grasp on sanity had been a questionable one.
"Well…I thought you might not like if he burned down the apartment or flooded it…and I didn't want him shocking Pakkun or blowing a hole in the walls…" Kakashi pointed out flippantly as Iruka started to open the fridge door, only to find it already open a crack. If the apartment was cold not because of Saki's new jutsu, but that Kakashi left the fridge door open – again – he might have to harm his lover. His bills were becoming expensive enough without Kakashi's forgetfulness. Unable to stop himself, Iruka felt a twitch come to his eye as he opened the door.
"Baba!"
"AAAH!"
Iruka flew backwards with a scream as a tiny ball flew out of the refrigerator, attaching to Iruka's middle while squealing in glee. From his laughter, it was apparent he did not care that he just shaved years off his poor father's life.
"Yargh!" Iruka lost his balance and fell onto the kitchen floor with a thump, to which Saki only laughed louder. It took a minute of deep breathing for Iruka's heart to return to a somewhat normal pace. Once he was certain he wasn't going to have a heart attack, he turned to glare at his lover, who was biting his lower lip to keep himself from laughing.
"You…" Iruka's eyes narrowed. The first time he unexpectedly found Saki sitting in the fridge, happily drinking one of his bottles, he had not just screamed, but jumped back against a counter, sending dishes to the floor to shatter. He had also discovered how his genius child survived an entire day on his own while his family was searching for his 'kidnappers.'
For some reason, Saki had thought it was a great foundation for a game – transport himself into unexpected spots just to scare the crap out of Iruka. Dark corners, closets, cabinets – Saki had found just about every nook in the apartment that could fit him and hid until Iruka discovered him. For that reason, they never used the oven anymore.
"Maa…he asked if we could surprise you," Kakashi stated, somehow able to keep a straight face even as Saki crawled off of Iruka's middle to go to sit at his other father's feet, stretching his arms up and gesturing that he wanted to be held. And Kakashi, powerful, independent jounin that he was, was a willing slave to his son. Even before Saki could call up to his tall father, he was already in Kakashi's arms.
"Saki knows three words – Paki, Dada, and Baba…I'm pretty sure he didn't ask to scare me…" Iruka grumbled as he slowly picked himself up off the floor, rubbing his now aching butt as he shuffled over to press a kiss on his son's head before glowering at his lover again. "Did you even teach him a snow jutsu?"
"Nope…something even better…show him, Saki," Kakashi said with a chuckle as he sat the baby down on the counter a sufficiently safe distance from the knives. They learned that lesson the hard way after putting Saki where he could reach the cutting block. At least the only harm that came from that mistake was that Pakkun got an unexpected haircut as he walked into the kitchen and a butcher's knife flew over his head.
Whatever Kakashi taught Saki this time, it was obvious it was something that Kakashi was infinitely proud of, unlike his attempts to teach the baby how to throw a kunai, which had only resulted in his ninken's new hairstyle. The brunet could only raise an eyebrow as he watched his seven month old child pout for a moment. On an adult, the scrunched nose and pursed lips might have looked like he was trying to remember something. On Saki, the expression was adorable.
"Nani?" Saki asked, surprising Iruka with his new word almost as much as the knowing look that the two geniuses shared before Kakashi nodded his head. Iruka had seen similar conspiring looks between his son and lover – and it never ended well. The last time he had seen this particular look, Iruka had discovered Kakashi taught Saki how to imitate that odd, curved eye that the Copy Ninja was famous for.
It was horrible. They couldn't bring Saki in public anymore without the baby smiling just like his father and sending everyone into fits of vapors, squealing about how cute he was! Even worse was the fact Kakashi used everyone's rapt attention to his benefit. Cuddling Saki was one thing – and it was bad enough for his poor fanclub to see his loving, fatherly side. It was another thing entirely to stop Iruka in public to kiss him with enough passion to cause a nosebleed epidemic throughout the village.
This was not looking good, from the glint of humor in Kakashi's natural eye.
"Naaaaaniiiiii," Saki called loudly as his pudgy little hands moved in a set of seals Iruka had not seen before. No…he had, but he had never considered the possibility Saki would learn such an underhanded trick from his father. That was a low blow, even for Kakashi. And then it hit.
Nani…Naruto-nii…Saki had heard many people call the blonde that name, it was no wonder he had picked it up. There went Naruto's ideas of being called 'Ji-Ji.'
"You sick ba-" Iruka did not even get the chance to finish his comment before a puff of smoke appeared in the middle of the room. Before the cloud even began to dissipate, Iruka heard a shriek that, judging from its high pitch, came from his much beloved brother. And, as the smoke cleared, Iruka corrected his thoughts.
His much beloved and very naked brother.
"WHAT THE HELL!" Naruto screeched as he moved to cover up his lower body, but Iruka had already got enough of an eyeful to know just what Kakashi had interrupted by having his son summon the blonde jounin. And there was only one reason Naruto would be naked and have an erection. Having the feeling Sasuke was not going to be too far behind, Iruka pressed himself up against a counter so that his other brother had space.
Iruka moved out of the way just in time as another puff of smoke filled the room, and Sasuke appeared, thankfully more clothed than his lover. Sasuke, being a genius himself, probably had some idea what had happened because he came more prepared than his poor naked and horny uke. Wordlessly, Sasuke handed over a pile of clothing to Naruto, who scurried off before Iruka could even say hello.
"Well…" Iruka found himself at a loss for words as he looked from a half-naked Uchiha to his similarly dressed and cackling lover. His speechlessness didn't last long. "Summoning? Really? Do you know the kind of damage Saki could do by summoning the wrong person?" he began carping as he threw his hands up. It was not that he wasn't proud of his child for accomplishing such a feat, but what if Saki decided he wanted Tsunade to visit? What if he dragged her away from some meeting so abruptly, her bodyguards thought she was in danger?
"Maa, it isn't as bad as you think. Naruto knew we'd be summoning him…"
"The dobe didn't think you'd be home from work so early," Sasuke added, his pale cheeks turning a pink shade that almost got Iruka to laugh. Almost. But first, Iruka was going to have to set some rules with Kakashi concerning Saki's education.
For a jounin who had been adamant Saki not have a childhood like his own, Kakashi was a little too happy in his son learning advanced jutsu so early on. "How isn't it as bad as I think?" Iruka asked slowly as he studied Kakashi and their giggling son. To summon another person without permission was something few shinobi had mastered. In fact, before Iruka even hit twenty, it had become a forbidden jutsu because of the harm it could cause. But, if anyone had learned it before it was outlawed, it would have been Kakashi. Hell, his lover would have learned it even after it became forbidden just to add another jutsu to his list of abilities.
"Well…it wasn't a summoning in the way you're thinking…" Kakashi started out as he lifted Saki into his arms and pulled up his shirt, revealing a dark seal that stretched across the baby's round belly. "When he gets bigger, I'll put it on a scroll…but this is essentially a summoning jutsu like I have for the pack. It lets him call Sasuke, Naruto or me and we'll be there in a moment." Saki giggled, his fingers touching the marks against his abdomen that were quickly fading from sight.
"Oi! You could have given me warning!" Naruto grumbled as he stomped back into the kitchen, this time blessedly dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. "I don't mind – but if you keep having him call me away from ramen and getting fu-" A single icy look from Iruka got his brother to quickly change his rants to something they did not mind Saki repeating. "And playing with Sasuke…just so you can see me naked, you perv, I'm gonna make you regret it…" Naruto ended threateningly as he glared at Kakashi.
"Why not me?" Iruka asked, pulling Naruto and Kakashi from their staring contest. The three jounin looked at the teacher in varied levels of confusion. "Why can't Saki summon me?" Iruka clarified. It was one thing for Kakashi to exclude him because of the danger of such a jutsu, but to ask Naruto and Sasuke to take on that hazard was too much. Or was it an unconscious choice – an implication that Iruka wasn't strong enough to protect his own son?
"I don't exactly have a vial of your blood handy?" Kakashi said with a shrug, his words explaining what had been used to write the dark marks that were on Saki's belly. "These two idiots were around all day, so I used them as guinea pigs to see if I could alter a summoning scroll to work on humans," he added as he gestured towards his two ex-students. Only when he caught a glimpse of confusion in Iruka's eyes did he understand the pain he had heard in his lover's voice.
Slowly, Kakashi moved to stand before his lover, dipping his head to brush his lips against Iruka's. "Baka…I just wanted to make sure it wouldn't hurt you in case I wrote something wrong." And the list of things that could go wrong went everything from Saki dropping his unsuspecting uncle mid-transport above some unexplainable lava pit to shipping him off to the end of the world. "And Naruto's pretty indestructible," he added quietly as he pressed a kiss against Iruka's forehead.
"I heard that!"
Iruka ignored his brother's outburst, chuckling at his own silly assumptions. He was just not accustomed to stronger shinobi treating him equally. Other than Naruto, Sasuke and a few ex-students, few jounin had ever respected him. He didn't know why it was a surprise Kakashi did – he knew his lover far better than anyone else and as such, should know that Kakashi did not care about a person's status. Shinobi had to earn his respect, no matter what their title was. But the saying old habits die hard was painfully true sometimes.
"We've been working on it all day – Saki can summon us from the other side of the village, but not much further," Kakashi stated, his tone filled with pride. Iruka could not help but smile at the emotion in his lover's voice. The humble man did not think for a moment about his own accomplishments. Still weakened from draining his chakra the other week, Kakashi had created a complicated seal that actually worked. Even more impressive, Kakashi had figured out a way to modify the idea of a summoning scroll to use it on only select people who signed the pact in blood. The most extraordinary thing, however, was that he did all of this so that, with just a few hand seals, his seven month old child could summon some of the greatest shinobi to exist.
"Baka, you're supposed to be resting," Iruka reprimanded his lover, but there was no bite to his words. Instead, he just pressed a kiss against his lover's bare neck as Kakashi's arms wrapped around him. Even though Kakashi had been able to create such a complicated seal, it was clear it had taken its toll on him. Iruka could feel the slight tremble of his lover's frame as Kakashi leaned against him, too weak to support his entire weight any longer. Any shinobi worthy of their hitai ate would be able to sense just how little chakra Kakashi had.
"Maa…I was…" Kakashi replied, knowing now was definitely not the time to tell Iruka that, to make the jutsu completely safe for their son, he had to bind his chakra to Saki in much the same way he had done for Iruka so long ago. Every time Saki summoned someone, it was not with his own chakra he used, but Kakashi's. The jounin knew that, one day, he would trust Saki not to drain his reserves with such an energy-demanding jutsu and alter the seals, but for now, the cost was his alone.
And having Saki repeatedly summon his uncles as part of their experiments was enough to exhaust any shinobi, much less one that had not fully healed from his last act of idiocy.
"Mhmm," Iruka mumbled with a raised eyebrow, tilting his head up so that he could look into his lover's eyes. He had grown so accustomed to seeing Kakashi's bare face, it did not even register unless someone else made mention of it. Such as the first time Naruto and Sasuke came over for dinner after Saki was found. Naruto's mouth had dropped to the floor and he stared at Kakashi for an hour until Sasuke made the good point that Kakashi had been unmasked the entire time they had been searching for Saki's kidnappers. But, as distracted as Naruto had been then, it had somehow slipped his notice.
Now, the two young jounin were almost as used to seeing Kakashi's entire face as Iruka was. Almost.
"Oi, pretty boy, you better have made something good for dinner because I'm starving!" Naruto stated as he glared at Kakashi, using one of his many new nicknames for his ex-sensei. Pretty Boy, Buck Teeth, Thick Lips – the list went on and on, though Iruka had had no idea what some of the names referred to until Sasuke explained their childhood obsession of trying to discover what Kakashi hid under his mask.
Kakashi's gaze narrowed at Naruto's words, though Iruka could tell both jounin were enjoying their banter. With a shake of his head, Iruka stepped away from his lover, keeping an eye on the tall man as Kakashi leaned back against the counter. The movement was so subtle that Iruka doubted Naruto even realized the silver-haired man shifted at all. A glance at Sasuke, however, told Iruka that the young jounin knew just how exhausted his fellow Sharingan wielder was. Then again, little escaped Sasuke's notice.
With a shake of his head, Iruka left the kitchen and began walking towards his bedroom to change out of his uniform. It took him only a moment to sense his dark-haired brother following him, but Iruka did not turn back to look at the quiet Uchiha until they were in his bedroom. Watching Sasuke close the door behind himself, Iruka could only raise an eyebrow.
Now at twenty-one, Sasuke for once looked his age. Somehow, as Saki made Iruka feel older than he was, the little boy turned back time for his uncles. With a smile, Iruka realized that, because of Saki, Sasuke was given the chance to act more immature than he had when he had been a child. Though the stoic jounin tried to hide it, Iruka had caught him acting just like everyone else did around Saki – a complete and utter fool that was besotted by the little baby.
"Did you have a hand in this?" Iruka asked as he studied his adoptive brother, who only gave him a small smile and a shrug of his shoulders as a response. For Sasuke, that was as good as saying he had all but put the idea in Kakashi's head to find a way to have Saki summon them.
"It's to protect him. Kakashi doesn't want to worry you…but, with his past…he has enemies," Sasuke said quietly as he moved to sit on the bed, his gaze focusing on the floor as Iruka moved to strip off his shirt and search for something that was not covered in ink stains.
"I know that, but isn't he going a little overboard? When he gets this shield of his done, Saki's going to be more protected than all the kages put together," Iruka pointed out as he finally found a t-shirt that had not been yet been destroyed by pens that had blown up, misaimed shuriken, or any other incident he dealt with on a daily basis. Pulling the white tee over his head, Iruka moved out of the closet and studied the young man.
"Kakashi doesn't want there to be a chance anything happens to either of you," Sasuke replied as he finally looked back up at Iruka. "He knows you can take care of yourself – but he won't risk Saki…" Iruka sat down next to the dark-haired man, slightly surprised by those words and the protectiveness he could hear in his brother's tone. Sasuke did not have to state it – Iruka understood that, if Saki was his son, Sasuke would be even worse than Kakashi in his efforts to protect his child.
If Naruto and Sasuke ever decided to adopt a child or find a surrogate mother, Iruka would almost pity their children. The poor things would have the most obsessive parents to exist, but they would never know a moment of pain or fear. Sasuke and Naruto would make sure of that.
"But that's not what you came to talk to me about." Iruka abruptly changed the topic as he bumped his shoulder against the young jounin's. Sasuke glanced over at him for only an instant, but it was more than enough time for Iruka to see the blush burning his cheeks.
"Aaa…"
Biting his lip to keep himself from smiling at how cute Sasuke was when he was embarrassed, Iruka knew his brother would not appreciate the squeal he so desperately wanted to let out. Sasuke did not simply blush, his cheeks erupted in pink and the tips of his ears turned a rosy color to match. He also began to nervously play with his fingers, as though that would direct Iruka's attention away from his soft stammering. Instead of pointing out Sasuke's adorable quirks, Iruka sat back and waited for the young man to collect his thoughts and muster the courage to speak.
"Y-You know how…i-in a month, it'll be three years Naruto and I have been t-together…and…" Iruka studied the Uchiha, discovering that, when Sasuke was very nervous, he started to scratch the back of his head in a very Naruto-like fashion. It was kind of a surprise to see how much his bubbly brother had rubbed off on his once cold and distant lover in just a few short years.
He could not help but raise an eyebrow at Sasuke's words. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he recalled that Sasuke and Naruto's three year anniversary was coming up. And the only reason Iruka knew that was because his little brother had come to Iruka three years ago to have the talk and then proceed to tell Iruka that he was going to tell Sasuke his feelings that night. It was a conversation Iruka would have loved to forget, but it was nothing in comparison to seeing his brother the next day floating on cloud nine. Iruka never wanted to know about their sex life, but he had come to wonder if the last Uchiha had gone to his ex-sensei for some tips just as Naruto had come to him. Otherwise, Sasuke was just a natural, though going to his perverse, world-renowned sensei seemed more likely.
"A-And…well…"
"You want me to help with something?" Iruka suggested. If Sasuke kept stammering like this, he was going to be an old man before he got it out. The raven-haired man gulped and nodded his head anxiously. Iruka shrugged his shoulders, wondering if Sasuke wanted him to keep Naruto busy for a day or something. But why would Sasuke need someone to keep Naruto away from their apartment or otherwise preoccupied? And why was he so nervous about it?
"N-Naruto wanted to t-try something…a-and I wanted to surprise him…and I need your help…"
Iruka felt a small twitch come to his eye. If this was about Naruto's fantasy of swimming in a vat of ramen while being screwed by his lover, Iruka was not going to have a hand in it! Entirely against his will, Iruka had heard about his little brother's dreams far too many times to be okay with helping plan one out, knowing exactly how it was going to end.
"Couldyouteachmethesexynojutsu?"
Iruka blinked a few times, wondering if he heard Sasuke's rambling right. Shaking his head, he closed his eyes, certain he had to have been hallucinating for a second there. Why else would he have heard such a request come from Sasuke of all people? The sexy no jutsu? That was just plain silly. Why would Sasuke even want to know how to turn himself into a woman? And why would he want Iruka, not Naruto, to show him it so that he could copy it with his Sharingan?
"Ehhh?" Iruka could only eye the young man, wondering if he had finally lost his mind after taking care of Saki and Kakashi so long. Otherwise, Pakkun had slipped something in his coffee this morning.
"N-Naruto…we tried with him…well, being the g-girl…but I-I…"
A flicker of a memory caused Iruka to study the Uchiha under a new light. Ahh, he remembered now. The reason Naruto had been so adamant that men got more pleasure out of sex than women – he had tried it out with Sasuke, but the very gay Uchiha wasn't all too excited by a female version of his uke. So Sasuke was going to try? Iruka cocked his head to the side, suddenly feeling like he hadn't really woken up this morning and all of this was some strange dream.
"Why?" Iruka had to ask as he shook his head. Why would anyone want to try out being the opposite sex? Iruka at least had to do it for a mission, and Naruto was an unrepentant pervert. But Sasuke? The last Uchiha was one of the few normal people Iruka knew, though apparently even that was now up for debate.
"Well…Naruto's bi…a-and he's never b-been with a girl, s-so…" Sasuke stammered, his eyes pleading with Iruka to understand so that he didn't have to explain himself. Finally, Iruka started to get his brother and Sasuke's odd efforts in the bedroom. So Naruto was curious about what it was like to sleep with a woman, but he was too devoted to Sasuke to ever consider bedding someone else? As twisted as it was, it was kind of touching that Sasuke was going to such lengths to make his lover happy. Trying to ignore his preference for men to attempt screwing a female Naruto was one thing, but willing to alter his own body for the same purpose was more than most shinobi were willing to do for a partner.
Iruka had to bite back a squeal of happiness at the proof of Naruto and Sasuke's love for one another. He could not help but be overjoyed that the two young men found someone to fall so hopelessly and completely in love with that they would do anything to make the other happy.
"Just promise me you two will be careful – I don't want to be an uncle just yet," Iruka said with a snort, unable to help himself from mocking the blushing jounin now that he knew what Sasuke wanted. Realizing that Iruka was agreeing to help him, Sasuke's tense shoulders sagged in relief and he let out a sigh as his lips curved in a small smile.
"No chance of that – Tsunade did tests on Naruto's jutsu…apparently you're unique…" Sasuke said, his words meant to be amused, but Iruka could hear the hint of remorse underneath it. It was no secret that Sasuke wanted to repopulate the Uchiha clan – his desires were as well known as Tsunade's fondness for sake. The possibility of having a child that was both his and Naruto's would have been a dream come true for Sasuke.
"So unique I thought up of the sexy no jutsu, huh?" Iruka lightened the raven-haired man's mood with those words. Sasuke could only let out a soft chuckle as he shook his head. "It was the perfect way to teach Naruto a lesson about how illusions could be almost as believable as reality – I just didn't think he would actually practice it!"
Iruka laughed, recalling how he had come up with the idea just to teach his little brother about how realistic illusions could be, only to discover Naruto's instant fascination with the female form. For months, he had been afraid that he had permanently damaged his little brother's eight year old mind. But, no, Naruto just wanted to be able to fine-tune his illusions, so he started with teaching himself how to alter the curves of a female body, thus creating his famed blonde bombshell. Once he perfected the female form, he moved onto using the same principles on his own body. The first time Iruka walked in his brother's room and found the Yondaime staring back at him, Iruka had nearly had a heart attack. It took him hours to realize that the man he had seen was a nine year old boy's assumption of what he would look like as an adult.
Still chuckling over his brother's interpretations of his lessons, Iruka stood and stretched back. Who would have thought that an example would not only turn his little brother into a pervert, but get Iruka sucked into a mission – and ultimately give him Saki and Kakashi? Had he known that back then, he would have probably done things a little differently. For one, he would have been truthful with Kakashi from the beginning.
Glancing at Sasuke and seeing a pair of red eyes studying him in expectation, Iruka gathered the small amount of chakra the illusion needed. Despite not performing his jutsu in months, it was still almost second nature to form the necessary hand seals. Iruka only had to whisper "Sexy no jutsu" as he felt his body shift and reform as smoke erupted around him.
Waving his hand in front of his face to clear the cloud surrounding him, Iruka coughed and surprised himself with the high-pitched sound that came out of him. No matter how often he had pretended to be a woman last year, the abrupt change in voice was always a bit of a shock in those first few moments.
"Thank you," Sasuke mumbled, his cheeks such a vibrant shade of red, Iruka was forced to recall one side effect of his jutsu. Squeaking, Iruka fumbled to cover up the necessary parts as the smoke continued to dissipate, revealing far more tan skin than he felt comfortable showing Sasuke. If one day he ever decided to work on the jutsu more, he would definitely first make himself clothed.
"Oi, what's going on…in…here?"
"Maaaaaa?"
"Baba?"
Iruka shrieked as he spun around to face the three males now looking at him in confusion. Well, Kakashi's natural eye had a glint of perversion to it, but Naruto and the baby in his arms were eyeing the poor brunette with wide eyes. An uncomfortable cough from behind him made Iruka let out another squeal as he realized the fantastic view Sasuke must be getting.
Before anyone could get any more of an eyeful, Iruka grabbed his comforter and ripped the thick blanket right out from underneath Sasuke. Wrapping himself up in the down-filled material until only his toes and his head were showing, Iruka glowered at his snickering brother. Naruto was either laughing at him or the fact Iruka's actions had thrown Sasuke from the bed, though from his lewd gaze, Iruka had the feeling the chuckles were directed at him.
"Oi…if you wanted to show off your boobs to Sasuke, you could have warned me," Naruto stated with a snort. Iruka glanced over at the Uchiha and, seeing black eyes looking back at him, the brunette realized that Naruto had not figured out that his lover had been copying Iruka's infamous jutsu. If it was not for the fact Sasuke was doing this all out of love for his bisexual uke, Iruka might have considered ratting out the young man just so that he didn't feel so awkward.
"At least I have nice ones - yours are flotation devices," Iruka snapped right back as he tried to shuffle across the room, but his makeshift cocoon made it almost impossible to walk. Stumbling, Iruka hated that women had wide hips and different centers of balance – it was damn hard to get used to in a matter of moments! The comforter tightening around his legs didn't help matters either.
Iruka let out a cry as he tripped over his own two feet, but before he could even start falling, he found himself pressed against something hard, but it was certainly not the floor. No, that was still firmly beneath his bare feet. Blinking, Iruka looked up and squeaked when he saw his lover wearing a downright sinful smile. A quick glance down made him realize that the firm surface he was leaning against was Kakashi's chest. And what a chest it was…
"Um…hi…" Iruka whispered, completely forgetting about the comforter he was clutching to his breast. And, even as the blanket dropped to the floor, Iruka hardly noticed the cool air brush against his skin. If anything, his body warmed as Kakashi touched his now bare back, wrapping his fingers in the long strands of Iruka's hair.
"I-I'm gonna check on dinner…" Naruto cried, fleeing the room with his nephew and his lover following right behind him, but neither Iruka nor Kakashi batted an eye at the young men's abrupt disappearance.
"Should I call you Iruka or Keiko?"
Iruka swallowed, unable to stop the shiver that ran down his back at the sound of his lover's deep, rumbling voice. The emotion in his words was not what Iruka had been anticipating. Anger or hurt for being tricked over a year ago would have made sense. Amusement that Iruka was showing off his jutsu to Sasuke would have even been in the realm of possibilities.
But the blatant lust that dripped from Kakashi's words was definitely not expected.
"Aaaahhhh…" Iruka lost his train of thought as Kakashi pulled him closer and one of the jounin's large hands slid down his side, following Iruka's newly acquired curves. Unable to stop himself, Iruka let out a whimper as Kakashi's hand glided even further downward, brushing against his hip and curling around to touch the back of his thigh.
"Maa…Keiko-san it is…"
All the blood drained from Iruka's face as he felt a very hard something press against his belly.
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"OH NO YOU DON'T!"
"Maa, Keiko-san…"
"DON'T 'MAA' ME, YOU PERVERT! THE LAST TIME YOU SMILED AT ME LIKE THAT, I ENDED UP PREGNANT!"
Naruto's eye twitched uncontrollably as he glanced over at his lover, wishing he could take his hands off of his poor, innocent nephew's ears so that he could cover up his own. Sasuke merely shrugged as he went back to stirring something on the stove, somehow unfazed by the fact they could both clearly hear Iruka and Kakashi.
And, from the thumps and cries, Iruka had tried to run, but he wasn't fast enough. Then again, he never really had a chance against Kakashi, did he? Kakashi's speed was a thing of legend – as was his lust.
"Why was Iruka a girl?" Naruto glanced over at his lover, wondering why Sasuke's face turned a bright pink all of a sudden. Raising an eyebrow, the blonde tried to think of a reason for Iruka transforming himself into his female counterpart. The fact that Sasuke was present for it just made it all the more confusing. Sasuke wasn't interested in girls at all, much less the female version of Iruka. But from the way Sasuke was now viciously stirring dinner as though he had a vendetta against vegetables, Naruto could only guess that there was a good reason for Iruka's current female state.
"Mmph! GET OFF ME, YOU PERV!"
"Keiko-san…"
"MY NAME'S IRUKA, YOU HORNY BASTARD!"
"Oi…you think…" Naruto's eyes took on a perverse glimmer that Kakashi and Jiraiya would have been proud of and probably more than a little unsettled by. Sasuke turned from the stove in just enough time to see his lover studying Saki with a curious glance. The young ANBU captain felt a cold shiver run through him at that devious glint in Naruto's eyes as his lover released his hold on the baby's ears.
"Saki…how would you feel about a little brother or sister?"
"Maaaa?" Saki cocked his head to the side, blinking in confusion at Naruto's question before his eye curved upwards in the perfect imitation of Kakashi. Sasuke quickly whirled back to the stove, covering his mouth with a hand to muffle his chuckle. It was bad enough just to see Saki smile like him. Kakashi was never going to get over hearing his son repeat his famous 'maa.'
The slight twitch returned to Naruto's eyes as he covered the baby's ears back up even before the first high-pitched moans filtered into the kitchen, mixed with deep groans and rhythmic thumps that sounded like something was being thrust against a wall. Glancing over to Sasuke, who was shaking his head and sighing, the blonde jounin could not stop himself from cackling.
"Oh, you know it could happen – Kakashi is just enough of an idiot to forget to use protection…I mean, he did it once already."
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"S-Sh-Shit…" Kakashi groaned as he dropped his head to his lover's shoulder. His brunette in response tightened her arms around his neck, pressing her breasts against his chest as her curvaceous frame trembled in the aftermath of their swift lovemaking. Kakashi's body similarly shook in exhaustion and, had it not been for the fact he was sprawled on top of his beautiful lover, he might have collapsed to the floor. Already, his muscles were crying out in fatigue, but damn it was worth it. Unable to stop himself, Kakashi let out a rumbling chuckle that proved infective as the brunette beneath him began giggling.
"That was…"
"I know."
Iruka snorted as he shook his head, his fingers sliding up Kakashi's sweat-soaked back to rake his long fingers through his lover's silver hair. "You couldn't just wait until Naruto and Sasuke were gone, could you?" he asked, his words coming out in a husky voice that he almost didn't recognize as his own.
"Nope," Kakashi replied without a second thought as he shook his head, pressing a kiss against his brunette's shoulder. "Anyway – I was being quiet. You were the one screaming towards the end," he added, lifting his head so that he could see the blush spread across his lover's scarred nose. Unable to help himself, the jounin brought a hand up to brush against the pale mark that was achingly familiar to him, but did not match his memories of Keiko. And, as he cupped his lover's cheek, Kakashi found that he liked this version of Keiko much better. Not only was Iruka no longer hiding his scarred nose, but as Kakashi glanced down at his brunette's side, he could clearly see stretch marks that he knew as well as the back of his hand. He had the feeling that, if he had the strength to turn his smaller lover over, he would see another scar along the woman's delicate spine.
He definitely liked this Keiko more – she was not a stranger. She was still Iruka, just another form of his beautiful and compassionate lover.
"I was not screaming!" Iruka hissed, but her red cheeks revealed that the brunette was well aware how loud they had been. And Kakashi loved hearing his lover's gasps and moans as much as the airy pleas that told him he had certainly not lost his touch with women.
"Maa…the neighbors probably heard you," Kakashi joked as he found the strength to push himself up on his forearms, taking some of his weight off of Iruka. The brunette glowered at him, her fiery eyes telling the jounin that she was well aware of the fact that they had no neighbors left nearby except for a deaf, elderly man two doors down. Saki's crying and mischief had already run almost all of the other tenants out of the building.
"Oi, what about you? You weren't exactly silent," Iruka mumbled, his cheeks still feeling as though they were on fire. Damn Kakashi and that irresistible smile of his! He had had no intention of using his gender-altering jutsu for anything other than to help Sasuke – then Kakashi gave the smile. Two weeks of pent-up sexual tension did not help matters either.
Before Iruka had even realized what was going on, he had his legs wrapped around Kakashi's narrow waist and was being carried over to the dresser, where Kakashi had fucked him…well, like a man who had been just as sex-deprived as Iruka. And considering Kakashi's normal sexual appetite was voracious, Iruka was a little surprised they had not destroyed the piece of furniture.
Then again, Iruka had heard a few suspicious cracks and creaks, but at the time was more focused on matching his lover's thrusts. He had not tried to muffle his cries of pleasure. All that had mattered was that Kakashi was inside him as his deep voice was reduced to groans and fragmented sentences. He had not, even for a moment, considered their guests and son in the other room.
Kakashi saw the blush on Iruka's face take on an even more impressive shade. Raising an eyebrow, it did not take him more than an instant to realize what was going on in his lover's head. Only one thing could get Iruka to turn such an impressive shade. Kakashi was surprised, however, that it took Iruka this long to recall his brother and Sasuke were in the other room. He waited until the brunette let out a squeak and began wriggling to slide off of the dresser. The jounin let out a sigh of disappointment; he had been hoping for at least a few more rounds before Iruka remember they were not alone.
"What were we thinking!" Iruka squeaked as Kakashi stepped back from the dresser. If not for the two jounin in the other room, Iruka would have whimpered as Kakashi pulled out of him, leaving him feeling empty. Had it not been for the flicker of dread he felt about facing his brother now, he would have been desperate to get rid of Naruto and Sasuke so that they could go back to re-discovering one another. But he knew Naruto would not let him live this down – demanding his brother leave so that he could screw his lover would make it even worse.
"Maa, I was thinking I had a beautiful, naked lover showing off to Sasuke…you?" Kakashi joked, but Iruka could still catch the hint of jealousy in his voice. Unable to help himself, Iruka pecked his possessive lover on the cheek as he moved to slide off the suspiciously unstable dresser.
"Baka…Sasuke's not interested…" Iruka pointed out with a shake of his head as his feet touched the floor. Even before he put his full weight on his legs, Iruka clung to the wobbly dresser as his legs buckled beneath him. Somehow, he had forgotten Kakashi's gift of making him weak-kneed. After a few steadying breaths, Iruka tried to stand up again, this time not embarrassing himself by revealing just how weak his muscles currently were.
"Doesn't matter," Kakashi replied as he wrapped one arm around Iruka's narrow waist, his fingers brushing against the barely noticeable belly that, even after seven months since Saki's birth, had yet to completely disappear. Nuzzling his lover's cheek, the jounin took his chances and began running his fingertips along his lover's tanned skin.
Iruka squeaked as his body lit on fire from Kakashi's touch. Each caress sent a jolt of pleasure down his back, making him light-headed even as his lover pulled him back against his muscular chest. Kakashi easily kept him from collapsing to the floor because of his suddenly trembling legs with a single arm around his middle. The jounin's other hand continued to trace abstract designs on his skin, making Iruka's head spin with each seemingly innocent caress.
"Ready for round two?"
Iruka let out a soft 'eep' at that question, jumping away from his lover even before the rigid object pressing into his back registered in his mind. Skittering across the floor – because his retreat was nowhere near graceful enough to be called anything else, damn women and their different center of balance – Iruka moved so that the bed was between him and his insatiable lover.
"No, no!" Iruka put his hands up in a desperate plea, only to realize that Kakashi's gaze was most certainly not focused on his hands. And from the wolfish grin that came to his lover's face, Kakashi was not listening to his words either.
Kakashi could not help but appreciate the gorgeous brunette in front of him. Male or female – Iruka was a thing of beauty, whether or not he wanted to admit it. As a man, Iruka was a bronze god. He had a body that any artist would kill to sculpt; his was one that Kakashi would happily spend the rest of his life etching to memory, recalling every dip and curve of tanned flesh. And, if nothing else, Kakashi was dedicated to his missions, whether official or personal.
As a woman, Iruka was Kakashi's exact image of feminine perfection. Iruka's female form was something wet dreams were made of. Waist-length hair cascaded down her back and over her shoulders, just barely covering her full breasts. Her hourglass figure begged to be traced on paper, but no rendering could do her justice. No artist could capture the adorable embarrassment that flashed in her eyes as she covered up her breasts with her hands, as though that could erase the image of them from Kakashi's mind.
"Pervert!" Iruka squeaked as he tried to hide his very naked form from his lover's ravenous gaze. But it was useless – there was no way to get that happily perverse grin from Kakashi's face.
"Maa, you weren't complaining a few minutes ago."
"Well…ah…but that's different!" Iruka retorted as he glowered at the tall jounin. The glint in Kakashi's eye told him that Iruka had a few seconds before his lover launched himself across the bed – and Iruka would lose any chance he had of leaving this room tonight. And, as much as he loved Kakashi and his jounin's insatiable hunger for him, Iruka could not help but feel awkward having Kakashi lust after him as a woman. Oh, he knew Kakashi desired him as a man, but Iruka could not stop from comparing himself to the illusion of the perfect female he had created.
Kakashi saw the flicker of pain in Iruka's eyes. For reasons he could not explain, Kakashi somehow knew he was partially the cause of it. In an instant, he was in front of his lover, pulling the brunette into his arms. Iruka stiffened for a moment before melting into his embrace.
"What's wrong?" Kakashi asked, all thoughts of seducing his lover fleeing his mind as he felt Iruka's arms tighten around his waist. For a moment, Iruka did not say anything, which only made Kakashi even more confused. Had he said or done something wrong? But what had happened? They had been bantering like usual.
"D-Do you like me more…like this?" Iruka asked haltingly, surprised when he felt Kakashi instantly stiffen at his words. Suddenly, he found himself being pulled away from Kakashi's chest and, though Kakashi's hands on his upper arms were firm, they were gentle enough that Iruka was not bruised by his lover's amazing strength.
"Baka…" Kakashi ground out as he studied Iruka. Yes, he desired the beautiful woman in front of him, but what kind of bisexual or straight man would not want to bed such a magnificent creature? But did Iruka really think he was shallow enough to care about something so superficial? Didn't Iruka realize that Kakashi had just screwed him on a dresser because it was Iruka standing there naked for all to see? That it was Iruka who had fallen into his arms and looked at him with such love and desire? That it was Iruka who had captured Kakashi's heart, body and soul?
"I love you…it doesn't matter what you look like."
Iruka could see the truth of Kakashi's words in his natural eye, along with the fierce love Kakashi felt for him. A smile curved his lips as Iruka finally dropped the jutsu. Even before the smoke completely cleared, Kakashi was kissing him, his powerful hands touching every inch of his real form, searing Iruka's flesh as though his clothes were not even there. His fingers danced along Iruka's broad shoulders, teasingly tracing the muscles in his back as they began to drop lower.
"Though, I have to admit…" Kakashi whispered into his lover's ear as he slid his fingers underneath the waistband of Iruka's pants, teasing his brunet's hardening cock with feather-light touches. Iruka let out a strangled whimper as Kakashi's caresses became bolder, his fingers wrapping around the brunet's erection and slowly pumping him. Every airy gasp and moan only made Kakashi grin all the more. "I kind of like doing this," the jounin finished, smirking as he executed his hastily-made plan to show his lover that, no matter what form Iruka took, he would always want him.
Iruka threw his head back, unable to quiet himself as Kakashi fell to his knees before him. Even before the cool air had a chance to hit his member, telling Iruka that his lover had pulled his pants down to his knees, Kakashi's lips replaced his fingers. A hoarse cry bubbled up in his throat as a jolt of unrivaled pleasure ran down Iruka's back.
Slowly, Kakashi took his lover's entire cock into his mouth, nearly choking on his impressive length. A smile teased his lips as he pulled back, running his tongue along the underside of Iruka's member. He could not stop from chuckling as Iruka hissed and the brunet's fingers wove into his hair.
Iruka did not know how long Kakashi slowly teased him, swallowing his cock only to unhurriedly pull back to create such an amazing suction, Iruka nearly fell to his knees. All he knew was that his lover, damn him, had such a powerful hold on his hips that Iruka could barely move, much less thrust his hips as he desperately wanted to.
"P-Please, Kakashi…f-f-faster," Iruka begged, not caring that his words came out in a whine. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, Kakashi listened to him and picked up his pace. Iruka let out a cry as Kakashi's new tempo sent his head spinning. Iruka did not know when Kakashi released his hips, but he suddenly found himself thrusting his cock forwards into Kakashi's mouth. The brunet could only groan as the pleasure became too much and, with a strangled scream, Iruka came.
Kakashi could not stop from groaning as his senses were overloaded with proof of Iruka's enjoyment. The hoarse cry that Iruka released was music to the jounin's ears. The sight of Iruka with his head thrown back was equally as riveting. Kakashi greedily swallowed his lover's cum as it filled his mouth, reveling in the taste that was uniquely Iruka. Then there was the tightening of his lover's fingers in Kakashi's hair that was to the point of pain as Iruka continued to thrust into his mouth, riding his orgasm without any reservation or embarrassment.
Kakashi sat back on his heels, releasing Iruka's spent cock with a satisfied pop. The jounin then looked up at his lover and very nearly came at the image before him. Whoever thought Iruka was a prude obviously did not know the man. Whoever said he was innocent and sweet only knew one side of him.
He watched Iruka with hungry eyes, his desire reflected tenfold in his brunet's gaze. And people called him insatiable. All it took was a glance down to see that Iruka was more than eager to go another round, obviously no longer caring that Naruto and Sasuke were going to be unwilling listeners.
"My turn?" Kakashi growled as he moved to stand up. With a predatory glint in his eye, the jounin pulled his uke into his arms, crushing his lips against Iruka's. Iruka moaned, tasting his own essence on his lover's tongue and lips. Unable to stop himself, Iruka found one of his legs hooked around his jounin's bare hips even before he broke away from their kiss for a gasp of air.
About to return to kissing his aroused lover, Iruka froze when he heard a pounding on the door, followed by a voice that he had the feeling would haunt them long after death.
"OI! YOU BETTER HAVE USED A CONDOM, BUCK TEETH, BECAUSE SAKI AIN'T READY TO BE A BIG BROTHER!"
"Ehhhh…" Any thoughts of taking his uke – against a wall, on the bed…hell, even on the dresser they were now going to have to get rid of, Kakashi wasn't picky – all but disappeared at those words. Even as his cock strained painfully against Iruka's thigh, Kakashi had the feeling his chances of getting laid right now had vanished. All it took was one glance at Iruka's suddenly pale face for him to know for certain.
"You…you didn't?" Iruka whispered, his tone a mixture of accusation and sheer terror as a wave of nausea hit him. The brunet swallowed heavily, reliving that glorious, hasty coupling that had resulted in tearing Kakashi's pants to shreds and more than likely ruining the dresser. It was fast; it was violent – and Iruka had loved every bruising second of it. He had been as desperate as Kakashi, so he did not blame his lover entirely. But, with a shiver, Iruka recalled that, no, there had certainly not been any chance for Kakashi to use any kind of protection.
"Y-You know I've ne-never used them…" Kakashi stammered as Iruka slid off of him. The jounin found himself taking a step back so that his head was no longer clouded by a need to screw his uke into oblivion. "I-It was just once…"
"A-All it takes is one time…" Iruka found himself repeating one of the recycled phrases he used in his sex-ed classes at the academy. He had just never thought he would have ignored his own good advice not once, but twice. Unconsciously, Iruka's hand dropped down to touch his midsection, wondering if he and Kakashi – once again, without any thought to the future – had created a child because of their inhuman desire for one another.
"You don't think…the possibility…"
"I already beat the odds once…"
Oh, Tsunade was going to have a field day the next time Iruka saw her.
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