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Chicken Ramen	By : SilverPhantom Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 985 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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HKUI
Iruka had excellent
reflexes. Being a ninja made it that way. Those reflexes helped
save his life or the lives of his students on numerous occasions.
But right now, he was cursing those same reflexes for acting without
his permission.
Kakashi had just walked
through the front door and taken off his sandals when he heard a loud
crash followed by a string of cussing. It wasn�t Iruka�s
�Something screwed up against my wishes� cussing, but his �I�m
injured but not mortally wounded!� cussing. The Jounin quickly got
to the kitchen, took note of the pot, water, and cooked ramen noodles
on the floor around Iruka and the stove, and had the Chuunin�s
hands under cool, running water before anything processed in his
mind.
�So�� Kakashi
started. �What happened?�
�Making ramen and the
pot slipped out of my hands.�
�What did you catch?�
There was a moment of
silence. �The water, mostly.� Iruka pulled his hands out from
the water and showed them to Kakashi. There was a
curved burn on his left palm, a shade redder than the rest of his hand. �Must have caught part of the pot
too.� He placed his hands back under the water and a faint look of
relief crossed his face.
Kakashi knew that the
burns weren�t serious enough for permanent damage. The metal burn
was probably the worse of it, but the ones Iruka got on his back on
the mission a few months back were worse than that. The ones on his
hands, though, probably hurt like hell.
The Jounin got a two
small hand towels wet under the water, squeezed out most of the
moisture, and then gently wrapped the burned hands with them, leading
Iruka to the living room by the wrists. When Iruka was sitting down
on the couch, Kakashi went in search for the first aid kit, finding
it by the door.
Over the next two
hours, Kakashi carefully treated Iruka�s hands with some burn salve
and covered the burns with bandages so that the medicine wouldn�t
rub off, making a mental note to replace the tube of salve in the kit
and to get some more to leave in the apartment if Iruka didn�t have
any. Through out the entire treatment, Kakashi kept a steady,
healing flow of chakra to Iruka�s hands.
�How are they now?�
Iruka flexed his hands
slightly. �Tender but otherwise a bit numb.�
�They�ll probably
be hurting for the next few days.� Kakashi looked up at Iruka and
met his eyes. �I�m not saying not to accept missions, but choose
them carefully. Something that wouldn�t require you to use your
hands so much.� His mind fumbled for a moment on how to phrase his
next words, but he settled for, �May I go inform the Hokage and the
mission board about your hands?�
Iruka blinked at him.
�Sure, if you want to.�
�All right. I�ll
be back soon.� Kakashi pulled down his mask as he leaned forward,
kissing Iruka gently, and got up. After tossing the wet towels into
the sink, he looked back to Iruka before leaving.
HKUI
When Kakashi got back,
he had a few more things of burn salve, three bowls worth of ramen
from Ichiraku, and a bit satisfied that he got his self appointed
task of informing the correct people about Iruka�s hands done.
When he got back, he also discovered that Iruka had fallen asleep on
the couch, his hands resting on his thighs, palms up.
Smiling softly to
himself, Kakashi set the bags down and walked over to Iruka, brushing
a few strands of hair away from the scarred face. Iruka�s nose
wrinkled slightly and he opened his dark eyes, staring up at Kakashi
in glazed confusion and Kakashi didn�t move for a few moments,
waiting patiently for Iruka to put away the kunai held to his neck.
�Sorry,� Iruka
mumbled, lowering the weapon and rubbing his eyes with the back of
one hand.
�How are your hands?�
Kakashi asked, sitting back against a low coffee table.
The Chuunin held up his
hands and flexed them, the movements slightly stiff from the
bandages. �They move fine, but I can�t feel anything besides
pressure on them.�
�Can you handle
chopsticks?�
Iruka gave him a look.
�They�re numb, not immobile.�
Kakashi just smiled.
�Good. I brought ah�� He looked over to a clock on the wall.
�I brought dinner. Ramen, since it was the easiest to pick up on
the way back.� He went over and picked up the bag with the ramen
and grabbed two sets of chopsticks and two bottles of water as he
went by the kitchen.
Dinner was a quiet
affair. Kakashi spent half his time watching Iruka and making sure
that the younger ninja could handle everything fine while Iruka just
ate his ramen, the bandages making it slightly more difficult to work
the chopsticks. He was learning how to use them all over again.
Iruka looked up when
Kakashi snorted slightly, giving the man a questioning look. Kakashi
leaned over and wiped the edge of Iruka�s mouth with a thumb. �You
missed some broth,� he murmured softly, leaning in closer.
Iruka didn�t know how
close he was until their lips touched, a soft, gentle kiss
distracting him. Kakashi took the bowl away from the unmoving
bandaged hands and set them on the table before it could fall to the
floor and make a mess, then decided that his hands could be put to
better use.
Kakashi lowered himself
to his knees before Iruka, bringing his hands up to cup the Chuunin�s
cheeks gently. This position actually made Kakashi shorter than
Iruka, but he didn�t mind. From his kneeled position, he was
pressed closer to Iruka, feeling every little moan and breath hitch
that got through the kiss. Iruka�s hands tangled themselves in his
flyaway silver hair and Kakashi broke the kiss when the younger man
gave a mournful whimper.
�I can�t feel you,�
he mumbled, bringing one bandaged hand to caress Kakashi�s bare
cheek lightly.
Kakashi turned his head
slightly and kissed the bandaged fingers before standing and pulling
Iruka up with him. �Don�t worry about feeling with your hands.
It�s not going to matter in a short while anyway��
With that, he slowly
pulled Iruka towards the bedroom, giving him enough time and room to
pull away but Iruka followed readily, leaning forward to steal a kiss
while pulling off Kakashi�s hitai-ate that was rarely taken off.
The kiss was barely broken when Iruka�s shirt was pulled off,
dislodging the hair tie. Chocolate brown hair fell from the
ponytail, framing Iruka�s blushing face and brushing against the
Chuunin�s strong shoulders. Kakashi reached up and pulled the hair
tie out the rest of the way and gently ran his fingers through the
dark hair, smiling as Iruka purred in the kiss.
They broke the kiss as
the tumbled onto the bed, Iruka tugging fruitlessly at the flak vest
and dark blue shirt. Kakashi gave a short, breathless laugh, looking
down at him. �Need help?�
�Please?� Iruka
murmured, leaning over and pressing soft kisses to Kakashi�s jaw
line. He pouted as Kakashi leaned up to pull off the offending
clothes but decided to just watch the Jounin. Kakashi threw his
shirt to the corner and leaned back down over Iruka, shivering when
bandaged hands caressed his side, tracing over old scars. Pale hands
caught Iruka�s and Kakashi brought them up to his lips, gently
nibbling on the bit of wrist showing beyond the bandage.
�Just relax,�
Kakashi murmured, pushing Iruka back to lie on the bed with his
wrists crossed above his head. Iruka flexed his hands for a moment
before releasing the tension in his body and gave himself to
Kakashi�s touches.
Gentle hands carefully
drew over every little ridge on Iruka�s chest, paying careful
attention to the dusky nipples that hardened under Kakashi�s
fingers. Grinning to himself, Kakashi leaned down, taking one in his
mouth and lathed it with his tongue, enjoying the mewls and pants
that came from the man under him.
The Chuunin arched
under him as one callused hand began to stroke his erection and the
pants became soft begging cries, urging Kakashi to hurry up and do
something. Kakashi moved up, placing soft, open mouth kisses on
Iruka�s collar bone and neck, before reaching his ear.
�Do you have
something for this?� he asked softly before lightly biting the edge
of the ear.
Iruka whimpered and
nodded slightly, managing to say something about the bedside table in
a shuddering breath that Kakashi decided that he liked. Kakashi gave
him a long, deep kiss before moving away, leaving the Chuunin to
stare at the ceiling with a dazed expression, and rummaged through
the drawer for a moment. He then pulled out what appeared to be a
new tube of lubricant and chuckled when he noticed Iruka blushing.
Kakashi settled back
over Iruka, the fingers of one hand slick with the substance as he
leaned over to kiss the Chuunin again, groaning softly as the younger
ninja responded with intensity. He could feel the soft gasp from
Iruka as one finger pushed into the tight heat and he groaned
slightly as he could feel the muscles tighten even more before
relaxing.
Kakashi took his time,
working in a second finger and making sure Iruka was ready before
adding a third. Their first time had been in a lake and a bit rough,
so Kakashi wanted to make sure that it was right this time. He took
a few moments out of stretching Iruka to find that spot within him
and smirked slightly when Iruka arched against him, crying out
Kakashi�s name.
�Are you ready?�
Kakashi asked, rubbing his fingers against that spot for emphasis.
Iruka�s response was a whimper and nodding, one hand holding
tightly onto his shoulder while the other bunched the sheets under it
in a strong grip.
The Jounin grabbed the
lube again and spread enough to cover his arousal before positioning
himself at Iruka�s entrance, holding back a soft groan as Iruka
hooked his legs behind him, pulling Kakashi closer to him. With
that, Kakashi began to push in, watching Iruka�s face for any signs
of pain or discomfort but seeing none.
He stopped when he was
fully seated in Iruka, to give Iruka time to adjust and to give
himself time to reign in his control. The legs around his waist
tightened slightly and Kakashi began to thrust into the tight heat,
apparently hitting the spot dead on judging from the way Iruka cried
out. Aiming for that spot, Kakashi began to move harder and faster,
drinking in the cries and pleas and whimpers that spilled from the
Chuunin under him. He could feel himself getting closer and closer
to the edge and he reached down, stroking Iruka in time with his
thrusts and groaned as Iruka climaxed between them, the muscles
tightening around him and pulling his own climax. Kakashi shuddered,
leaning down on his elbow and giving Iruka a gentle, loving kiss
before moving away.
He heard the Chuunin
moan as Kakashi walked away, already feeling the lose, but smiled
sleepily up when Kakashi came back with a damp towel to clean them
both off. When they were both wiped down, Kakashi tossed the towel
towards the clothes hamper and pulled the sheets out from under
Iruka. Settling down beside him, he placed a soft kiss on Iruka head
before falling asleep, his lover in his arms once again.
HKUI
Iruka shifted slightly,
a soft sigh escaping him when he felt the arm draped across his waist
possessively. He frowned when he couldn�t feel anything under his
fingers but the distant ache from his hands in general reminded him
that they were recently scalded by boiling water. Still, he let his
fingers trail against the hand of his lover and smiled to himself.
They have not been together since the mission with the princesses,
and Iruka hasn�t shared a bed since the end of the mission. As
quick as he was able to get use to being alone again, he curled up
next to Kakashi quite easily.
Even the soothing
rhythm of Kakashi�s heartbeat couldn�t lull the Chuunin back to
sleep so with very little difficulty, he crawled out of bed and made
his way to the bathroom, stretching and letting a few joints pop.
Iruka turned on the water for the shower and let it heat up as he
began to unravel the bandages around his hands, vaguely surprised
that they were still snuggly tied.
But then again,
he thought, Gai is probably able to get Kakashi to help him
bandage his hands once in a while�
The bandages eventually
fell into the sink and Iruka tested them, stretching his fingers as
wide as he could to see if they had their full range without being
painful. The skin pulled and there was very little pain, but over
all, as long as he didn�t have to do rapid hands seals, it should
be all right.
Iruka stepped into the
shower and immediately winced when the hot water touched his overly
sensitive hands. He knew how much it stung when a tiny burn was
immersed into warm water, but having both hands sting that much was
almost unbearable. Before he was able to do anything though, Kakashi
pushed the shower curtain back and climbed into the tub, still
looking sleepy but smiling all the same.
�Need help?�
Kakashi asked as he leaned forward, sliding his hands around Iruka�s
waist. The hands continued past Iruka to grab a bottle of shampoo
while managing to get both of them under the spray of water.
Iruka scowled at the
teasing but decided not to say anything when Kakashi began to massage
some shampoo into his hair. It just felt too good to say anything
and spoil the moment. The soapy hands then worked their way to his
neck, massaging the muscles.
�You know,� Kakashi
said, his mouth right next to Iruka�s ear as his hands began to
track even lower. �There are more fun things we can do in the
shower.�
�Kakashiii�� The
name came out with a moan and Iruka could feel the smirk pressed
against his shoulder.
Needless to say, Iruka
didn�t mind it as much as the temperature of the water slowly got
colder.
HKUI
Iruka leaned back
against Kakashi, who was working on sharpening various kunai and
shuriken. The Chuunin was reading a book that he meant to get around
to, refusing Kakashi�s offer of the precious Icha Icha books that
are always on him. When Kakashi asked why, Iruka merely responded,
�Why do I want to read what we�re doing anyway?�
About fifteen minutes
later, Iruka finally left his bedroom with a smug Kakashi following,
fixing his oversized shirt that Kakashi�s hands always seemed to
find a way under.
It took a few moments
for Iruka to turn the pages with newly bandaged hands, but he didn�t mind. He was warm and
comfortable and nothing else seemed to matter.
I should invite
Kakashi over more often, Iruka thought, eyes staring blankly at
the words on the page. As long as I don�t burn myself when he
does, I think I can live with it�
HKUI
And so, three months,
fifty distractions, and a melon popsicle after starting it, it�s
done� I meant to post this before leaving state-side, but never
got around to writing the lemon. And so, with ten weeks of classes
left for me, I will hopefully get more chapters posted. And I'm sorry for my chapters being short. I write what my attention span can handle, which is apparently very little...
I�ve started writing
an AU of Naruto and such and if people are interested, I�ll post
the first chapter. If I get some reviews, it will continue.
As always, the lemon
can be found at AFFNet, same name, same story. Thanks for sticking
with me!
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