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The Bath House (extended mix)	By : FTMboi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1205 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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With a relaxed grin slowly creeping across his tanned face,
Iruka slumped bonelessly against the wall of the mission room.� He�d really needed some relief�he hadn�t
been to The Bath House in almost two weeks.�
But then a certain habitually late jounin had come for a surprise visit�

It hadn�t taken him long to put two and two together.� His anonymous fuck from before had jutsu�d
himself away, so it had to have been a shinobi.� The momentary glimpse of silver hair had narrowed it down a bit
as well.� What solidified his conclusion
was the simple presence of the copy-ninja.�
While they were acquaintances, and had chatted amicably over more than a
few bowls of ramen since the inception of team 7, they had never become what
Iruka would call �friends�.� So when the
eccentric man had shown up at the mission room claiming he merely wanted
conversation, Iruka saw his opportunity and pounced.

He almost laughed at how easy it had been to play the other
man.� It seemed that when the anonymity
was lost, so was that legendary steely confidence.� The older man had been so responsive, so pliable beneath his
touch, and Iruka�s mischievous streak compelled him to rattle the man�s
cage.� Their little romp had created
quite a mess, but he couldn�t bring himself to care.

He was slightly troubled by the attempted kiss,
however.� Something just didn�t add
up�if the jounin had been that desperate to conceal his face the first time,
why had he bared it so readily tonight?�
Perhaps a little information-gathering was in order.

The academy instructor turned slightly, fixing his gaze on
the now anxious-looking man beside him.�
�So,� he broke the silence, nudging a bony knee with his own, �how long
have you been going?�

With a slight jump, Kakashi blinked over at him.� �Huh?�
Going where?�

For being the infamous sharingan-wielding master of over a
thousand jutsu, the guy sure was a flake.�
Iruka sighed.� �The Bath
House.� You know, the kind of seedy
place on the edge of the civilian district, men go there to fuck?�

A pink flush slowly crept over the edge of the taller man�s
mask at his mention of that place, and Iruka began to feel as if something was
horribly off.� Every quiet moment
intensified the clenching in his gut.�
�Actually, Iruka-sensei,� ventured the pale man, his visible eye curving
upward in his trademark smile, �That was my first time there.�

Fuck.

First-timers were trouble.�
Even if they weren�t virgins (and they usually weren�t), they
were still fresh to the scene, and as such hadn�t learned all the nuances and
unwritten rules of engagement.� No names
exchanged, no kissing, no proclamations of affection, tearful or
otherwise.� First-timers were clingy, he
knew from experience, especially if their first encounter was a good one.

And damned if that night hadn�t been fucking amazing.

Running a hand through his loose hair, the chuunin worried
his bottom lip in contemplation.� The
situation was delicate.� Show too much
kindness and he�d run the risk of encouraging the wiry jounin; use unnecessary
force and he�d come off as an insensitive prick, and most likely lose any
chance he had at an actual friendship with the man.� Iruka took a steadying breath.�
�Look, Kakashi-san��

�Just,� the masked ninja interrupted hesitantly, �Just
Kakashi is fine.� If you want, that is.�

The brunet fought down the urge to wince.� It seemed fate was determined to make this
as hard as possible for him.�
�Kakashi-san,� he continued gently, �What we did was very enjoyable.� But that�s all.� The Bath House is a place where men go to relieve their tension,
no strings attached.� It�s like after a
rough mission.� I�m sure you�ve fumbled
around like that once or twice?�� A
silver-tufted head nodded slowly.� �And
that�s what it�s like for me.� Sometimes
the stress of wrangling all those kids and filing endless piles of paperwork
just gets to me, and I go out there.� I
can fuck, or get fucked; suck or get sucked; just let everything go and
decompress.� It doesn�t mean anything, it�s
just a good time.� You understand,
right?�

Only his years of experience as a teacher prevented him from
caving to the �kicked puppy� expression the older man so masterfully exhibited
despite three-quarters of his face being covered.� Iruka gritted his teeth and pointedly ignored the little tug in
his chest.� This was for the good of
both of them, after all.� �I
understand,� the copy-nin replied, his slate-gray eye staring off into the
distance.

The other man�s sullen silence tore at his conscience,
unearthing memories better left locked away.�
A younger version of himself, knees pulled to his chest, determinedly not
crying.� A gentle hand squeezing his
shoulder, whispered words of comfort, and warm chapped lips sliding cautiously
over his own�

He shook himself from those far-away thoughts.� It wasn�t the time to reminisce.� Instead, he pasted his most reassuring smile
across his face and patted the black-clothed thigh next to his.� �Hey, cheer up!� If you�re okay with how I do things, we can still mess
around.� You�re pretty good with that
thing, if I recall correctly,� Iruka leered pointedly at the man�s
still-exposed cock, biting back a chuckle when Kakashi sputtered and stuffed
himself back into his pants.

After a short moment to collect himself, the ex-anbu leveled
a searching gaze at dark brown eyes.�
�It�s a gracious offer, Iruka-sensei.�
But, don�t you ever want more than just�� Fucking?�

�We�re ninja, Kakashi-san,� was his stoic reply, �It�s a
harsh enough reality to know that your friends and family will fight and
die for the village.� That you yourself
will most likely die for her as well.�
Most of us won�t even live to see 40.�
Don�t you think it�s easier to avoid romantic entanglements and just
focus on the pleasure to be had?�

The jounin gripped his chin thoughtfully.� �Well, I guess you do have a point.�� The disappointed resignation in his voice
did not go unnoticed.� Kakashi seemed to
have more to say, but abruptly turned toward the door instead.� �Someone�s coming, might want to make things
look a little more presentable.�

Sure enough, a chakra signature brushed against his
awareness, moving closer by the second.�
Iruka sprang up, straightening his clothes, fixing his hair and pulling
out a handkerchief to wipe the evidence of his misdeeds from the hardwood
floor.� He turned to find the
silver-haired ninja repositioning a portrait of Sandaime Hokage to cover the
hole he�d inadvertently punched in the wall.�
The old man would surely be rolling over in his grave�

As the door creaked open, Kakashi turned quickly to the
younger man and started mid-sentence, �And they stay open late on
weekends!� We should definitely go�� Oh,� he peered over his shoulder, as if just
now noticing that someone had come in.�
�Good evening, Shizune-san,� he chirped happily.

The Hokage�s personal assistant stared at the two men in
turn, blinking confusedly.� �Hatake-san,
Umino-san�� You�re both here�� very late.�

Iruka�s stomach was in his throat.� If Tsunade-sama found out he�d been using the mission room as his
personal playground, he was utterly, royally fucked.� Shit, shit, shit, he had to come up with something, fast!

�Don�t you think so,� agreed the weirdly jovial
copy-nin.� �Iruka-sensei is such a
workaholic!� I just came by to see if I
could convince him to go have some drinks, maybe loosen up a bit,� he laughed,
nudging the medic-nin�s elbow.

Shizune smiled softly, nodding to the teacher.� �He�s right, you know.� You should go have some fun, sensei!� You work so hard every day, you definitely
deserve it.�

�But I still haven�t finished straightening up,� Iruka
protested half-heartedly, gazing forlornly at the remaining stacks of paperwork
as if they could rescue him from his plight.

�Nonsense,� she exclaimed, all but shoving the bewildered
brunet out the door, an amused jounin close on their heels.� �I can take care of it for tonight.� You two have fun,� she giggled, closing the
door behind them and leaving Iruka with the sneaking suspicion that she�d
gotten the entirely wrong idea about their �relationship�.� Like the fact that there was one to begin
with. He groaned and massaged his temples as they traversed the stairs to the
ground floor.

�You owe me,� Kakashi almost sang.� He wanted to punch the smug bastard.

�If it�s a kiss you want, you can damn well forget about
it.�� He crossed his arms.� He just knew it was coming.

�A kiss, huh,� the taller man tapped his chin, �Not a bad
idea, sensei.�

�Now wait just a second,� Iruka spluttered, coming to a halt
just inside the building�s main entrance.�
�You�re the one who��

�Calm down, calm down,� the older ninja dismissively waved a
gloved hand.� �Maybe some other time,
huh?� For now though, I�ll settle for a
drink.� Your treat, of course,� he added
as an afterthought.

�Of course,� the darker man muttered grudgingly.� The guy had just potentially saved
his job.� �But just one!�

A/N: So no smut in this chapter.�
But don�t worry, there�s plenty more left lol!� Thanks for all the reviews�I hope you enjoy this new chapter, the
next one should be out by next Saturday.
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