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All's Fair...	By : ReixDragon Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1018 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter three part two

A/N: Here�s the rest of chapter three after far too long a wait. Hope you like it. Chapter four needs some serious editing and�well finishing before it gets posted but hopefully we�ll get it up soon. Anywho, please review!!!! We live for your love!

2nd A/N: Yes, we are aware that there are MANY things that would not really happen in a military setting. However, this is a fiction from our twisted fantasies and meant to be enjoyed as such. We did try to put some military reality into it though it seems to be fading as we go along

Disclaimer and warning: We don�t own Naruto and we don�t make money from writing though I�ve been reading a few yaoi novels and really hope that someday I will. There is man on man physicality, language and possibly some violence.

After telling the nurse what he was doing there Iruka'd been led to the row of chairs near the back of the tent and told to wait. The nurse had shot him a sympathetic look that was lost on the emotionally shell shocked brunet. He sat there for half an hour, not thinking or feeling, just a numb, empty shell, his mind too fried to register the hustle and bustle around him.

Kakashi had just come from talking to the medic about Raidou's burns, 'bad but not serious. Fucking hell, what's happening to my camp? My best soldier getting injured in a simple punishment! Fuck, getting injured at all�that man is made of some sort of space metal... that's way his ass is so strong and tight.' All serious thought flushed from Kakashi's mind as it continued to replay the many times his cock sunk into that strong powerful body. He walked down the row of chairs in the waiting section when his mind shouted over the sex in his head, 'WAIT!' Kakashi stopped, 'You just passed the cute little ponytailed brunet and he looks like his mom was just shot in the head.' Kakashi cocked a brow and turned back around taking the ten steps back to stand before the brunet "Hello Private, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be doing...I don't know something that isn't here?"

Iruka raised his hollow eyes to the captain, his voice just as empty when he spoke. "No, Sir. I've been ordered to report here for psychological evaluation." He turned his head and began staring straight a head like he'd been doing for the full half hour before Kakashi had spoken to him.

The silver haired man stared for a moment before waving a hand in front of Iruka's blank face. The emotionless brown eyes turned back upwards robotically. "I'm sorry, sir. Was there something else you wanted?"

Kakashi knelt in front of Iruka "Psychological evaluation eh? And they have you just sitting here? Well come on then I'll give you your psych exam, you don't need to sit and tell your story to some medic who thinks their all high and mighty, you can tell it to someone who really is high and mighty. Oh shit, that's right you're a medic, sorry about that." Kakashi stood and took a couple steps away before stopping and looking to Iruka again. "Well come on I'm not going to do it here." His voice was back to the usually gruff tone.

Getting to his feet, Iruka followed his captain out of the tent without question. As they walked he didn't meet anyone's eyes or even notice where they were going. He didn't flinch when Kakashi placed a hand on his back to guide him into the private officer's tent; his demon was still out near the rifle range with Genma.

Seating himself in the armed chair at his desk, Kakashi pointed to the other which Iruka immediately took. "Would you like something to drink?" the captain asked holding up his half empty bottle of scotch, but Iruka shook his head.

"I don't drink." He watched the silver haired man shrug and pour himself a couple of inches of the amber liquid in a glass and pull down his mask to take a sip. He'd tried drinking a few times but the smell on his breath always made him sick.

"So what was the cause of you getting sent for evaluation?" Kakashi asked bluntly might as well get to the point no fun playing with someone as fucked as this kid was right now. This was probably going to take a while and there would be no sex from it so... He reached over to the little wooden box on the table and grabbed a cigarette from it. He offered one to Iruka with a nod, leaving the box lid flipped up as an open invitation. He leaned back in his chair lighting his smoke then tossed the lighter on the table for Iruka should he need it.

Iruka looked at the smokes for a minute before reaching into the box and pulling one out and placing it between his full lips and lighting it. He took a short drag before looking up at Kakashi, his face was still emotionless but the silver haired man's keen eyes saw the slim white tube shake in Iruka's loose grip. "There was an incident at the rifle range. Lieutenant Daiki was lying on my back and I lost it. Genma and he got into some kind of argument but I don't remember what they were saying." He took another drag of the cigarette, his mind starting to come back to him. He glanced around the tent making a covert list of the exits as he'd done for years without people knowing.

"The back way isn't much of an exit" Kakashi said noticing what Iruka was doing "It leads to my shower." He pointed to the way they came in, "if you are going to bolt it's best if you go that way." He took a long drag off his smoke as he watched Iruka process what he had just said and what that meant. "Why did you lose it when Lieutenant Daiki was lying on your back? And what did he do when you lost it?" Kakashi had done many of these exams before and he would draw it out of Iruka a piece at a time if that is what it took.

"I was dropping my elbow when I was firing so he lay down on top of me and held it in place. It made me anxious so I started missing. Then he started saying things...I started missing more. He started yelling at me...saying thing that...reminded me...Then I shot him."

Kakashi stared for a moment; quite sure he'd heard the man wrong. "You shot lieutenant Daiki?" he asked calmly, knowing that wasn't really what had happened.

Iruka shook his head and took another drag of the cigarette. "No...my stepfather." Iruka closed his eyes, remembering the look the hulking man had had on his face when he'd shot him in the head. A sick little smile pulled at his lips and he inhaled the tobacco into his lungs again, the nicotine swimming threw his bloodstream sending a rush to his body.

"So Tenzou made you see your past and you shot your step father. Well I think that will be the best place to start then, Iruka. I think you should tell me the story of why you would want to shoot your step father. The more you tell me the fewer questions I have to ask." Kakashi watched Iruka closely "Iruka, give me the full story. You don't know what I'm looking for that will be the deciding factor on whether you can stay in my camp or not."

Sighing, Iruka put the smoke out between his fingers, not even wincing when the cherry burnt the digits. "When I was four my dad died. I don't really remember him much, just feelings. My mom was devastated. She was a mess for almost a year...but I don't remember much of that either. I do remember when she started seeing my stepfather. I didn't really like him from the start but my mom seemed happy." He shifted in the uncomfortable chair, crossing his legs before deciding that his original position was less awkward.

"They got married really quickly and for a while it seemed like everything would be okay. Mom went back to work at the hospital, usually nights and I started the second grade. Then he got fired for drinking on the job and he was always around the house. Mom was working full time and picking up as many extra shifts as possible so she didn't have much time to cook and clean as much as she had before. He would never do anything to help her. He'd just sit on the couch drinking. It started slowly. I'd hear them fighting when mom got home from her shift. Soon she started wearing sunglasses all the time. Even though she tried to cover them up I could see her bruises. She started avoiding coming home so he told me that now the cooking and cleaning were my responsibility. I didn't know anything about cooking and the first time I made dinner I lit the stove on fire. After he'd put it out he started hitting me, screaming at me for trying to burn down the house. I knew it was my fault. He handed me my toothbrush and some cleaner and told me that if the stove wasn't spotless in an hour he'd beat my mom to death when she got home. I tried my best but when an hour was up he just...smiled at me and I knew I hadn't done it right."

Iruka closed his eyes and shifted again, unable to get comfortable on the hard, wooden chair.

"Iruka feel free to do what you have to be comfortable. If it will help you can lay on the bed or what ever you want, if you need something from me let me know. I'm here to help you right now not make you uncomfortable. I know that is hard to believe with what I'm making you tell me but it is true. I want to help you, so in the long run you can help me. See it isn't weird it is a plain old selfish act of your captain, help you to help myself. So whatever you need will help me in the end." Kakashi watched Iruka process that "when you are more comfortable please continue."

Getting up and pacing around the small enclosure for a minute, Iruka took the suggested position on the bed. Pausing only to remove his boots he stretched out across the much softer surface, letting out a small sigh of appreciation for the bed's comfort. This was just like thinking about it when he was younger only he had to say the thoughts out loud. He closed his eyes again, trying to remember where he'd left off. The pained screams of his mother floated into his head and with a shiver he started again.

"I remember hearing her scream that night and calling in sick to work the next day. My teacher asked me about my bruises but I told him I'd fallen off my bike. Everything was okay for a couple of days but then one night when mom was back at work he came home from the bar and came into my room. I didn't know what I'd done. He just kept hitting me and I kept crying and begging him to stop. It went on like this for years, escalating slowly. He was partial to the belt, as you could tell by my back, but he liked using his fists too. The knife was only for special occasions."

Kakashi shifted in his chair and pulled his tucked shirt out of his pants "That is a very dark past Iruka; it shows a lot of strength that you lived through it. So far you are handling it very well." Kakashi started undoing his shirt and stopped "Do you mind..." he pointed to his shirt "I've been in this desert for two years and it still gets to me, I hate this stinking place and I hate sand. Why couldn't we be at war with someone who lived in a nice cool meadow, or maybe scenic mountain?" Iruka gave a slight nod and Kakashi undid his shirt letting it hang open. He ran his glass up and down his abs and chest to help cool his skin. "If it wasn't taboo I would run this camp naked." He really did hate the camp but he was also trying to make light so Iruka had something other then darkness while he told his story. Kakashi held his glass on his stomach and gave a little sigh before turning his one eyed gaze back to Iruka. "Well as much as I would like to hear a happy ending I don't think that is the end of it. Is it Iruka?"

"No. By the time I was eleven he had complete control of both of us, playing off our love for one another, threatening to kill the other if we even thought about telling someone. Then one evening when I came home he called me over to the couch and told me to sit down. He was drunker than usual; I could smell it all over him. For a while we just sat there and I thought maybe he was too wasted to hurt me. But then he started rubbing my leg and pulling up my shirt. At first I just froze, having some idea of what he was doing but thinking he would realize who I was and let me go. But he didn't. He started...touching me and trying to stick his hand down my pants. I tried to get away but he pinned me against the couch. It hurt so much. I found out later that he'd torn me open. I kept blacking out so I don't remember most of it but I remember the smell of his breath, the weight of him on my back, the sting of where his knife cut me when he was slicing my clothes off. I remember what he said." Iruka took a deep breath and fisted the sheets under his hands. Of all the things he had to tell about his past this was the most painful.

"Then mom burst into the room with a gun. He jumped back from me and she shot him four times in the chest. I thought it was all over. I thought we'd be okay. But then she looked at me...she was so sad, like she'd let me down so much that she couldn't stand to look at me anymore. She put the gun to her temple and blew her head off."

"Shit" Kakashi breathed the word in a hiss. He grabbed two smokes and lit them. He got up and handed one the Iruka but held it back before releasing it to him, "No burning yourself with this one or your out." He relinquished the smoke and walked back to his seat. "I can understand what seeing that can do to you the scar that can create. When I was 11 years old my father killed himself in traditional Japanese fashion a sword right through his stomach. He sat me down and told me that he had failed me and the memory of my mother and this was the only honorable thing his had left. I was sent to a military boarding school by some uncle or something, I never knew. He was the one in charge of my fathers will. I never left the army." Kakashi took a long drag of his smoke "What did they do to you after?" That was a story few know but he understood it would help the man and he knew that this is someone who would never tell anyone that.

"Foster homes. None of the foster parents touched me...ever. Not a hug or a kiss or a pat on the back. My scars scared them. I became an emancipated minor when I was 16 but never really found anything worth doing with my life until the war started. All of a sudden I wasn't alone anymore." Iruka took a drag of his cigarette and ashed on the floor. Realizing what he'd done in what was essentially his CO's home he sat up and leaned down to pinch up the ashes. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking." He wiped the soot on his pants before looking up at his captain. "So am I too crazy to serve, sir?"

"Don't worry about the ash Iruka," Kakashi said and flicked his own ash on the floor to prove the point. "What about Lieutenant Daiki pushed you over the edge Iruka? I'm sure in your time with the army you have had someone on top of you like that. It is a standard way to teach rifle shooting and pit training requires it." Kakashi looked at his empty glass and thought about pouring another drink but thought better of it he got up and grabbed his stash of cinnamon hearts popping a couple in his mouth. He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed offering Iruka some candy "Don't worry I don't count as a stranger," he joked.

Iruka closed his eyes, not really wanting to answer the question. He looked at the offered candy, clutched between the pale fingers. The desperate need for attention he always felt after reliving his worst memories, either out loud or in a dream, hit him full force and without thinking he dipped his head and captured the red heart in his mouth along with Kakashi's index finger. He looked into the shocked visible eye as he massaged the digit with his tongue.

Kakashi's eyebrows shot up and his head tilted to the side a bit watching that mouth, those thick soft lips and that tongue massage and pleasure his finger in an obvious display of want for something more. He force his face back to his usual, cool neutral expression, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, as if it wasn�t shocking that the sweet, young medic was being so forward and overtly sexual. "I guess you really like candy, Iruka. I wonder if I have a lollipop somewhere around here, it looks like more your type of candy. I'm sure that would also be a very pleasurable sight." Kakashi pulled his finger from Iruka's mouth and picked up another candy he leaned back on one elbow on the bed shirt falling open to his sides. "Do you want another one?" he purred and placed the sweet and spicy candy in his silver lined belly button, leaning back on his other elbow as well to give Iruka room to collect his candy.

Jumping at the invitation, Iruka grasped the pale flanks and began sliding his tongue along the washboard plane of Kakashi's stomach, dipping into the grooves of the muscular abs before sucking the candy from the older man's navel. Dropping his forehead to the saliva slick stomach he tightened his grip on the pale sides.

"Please touch me. My scars are so terrible that no one ever wants to touch me. Not like this."

Kakashi sat up, causing Iruka to also have to move. He placed his fingers under Iruka's chin and lifted it to where the deep brown eyes were looking in his. Kakashi moved the hand to his own face when Iruka's eyes locked with his, and pulled the eye patch away so now Iruka's dark orbs were met with a storm grey and a rust coloured stare. "Show me" was all he said as his fingers ran down the buttons of Iruka's shirt.

Without hesitation Iruka pulled his shirt over his head and brought Kakashi's hand back to his chest, smoothing it down his skin, putting pressure on certain fingers as they passed over the raised skin of his scars. Closing his eyes as he pushed the strong pale hand over his side and onto his back he turned so that the abused flesh was visible to the bi-coloured eyes. He braced himself for the typical horrified reaction. This was as far as anything sexual usually ever went and he could understand why. Who would want to see or touch the horrific mass of uneven skin when they expect to find the soft skin and muscles of his well toned back?

Kakashi wrapped his arms around Iruka pulling him so his scars were pressed to his chest "You are beautiful Iruka. I see a strong sexy man; there is nothing ugly about you." Kakashi whispered in his ear his hands gliding smoothly over Iruka's skin. "There isn't an imperfection on your body" one hand wrapping around the dark chest to rub over a nipple the other sliding down the scarred abdomen thread fingers through the thin line of hair leading down from an almost flat belly button. Having said enough for now his mouth kept busy on Iruka's neck sucking and licking the strong trapezius muscle.

Lacing his fingers in the hand on his belly, Iruka pushed it lower, moaning and lifting his hips a foot off the bed as their hands pressed against his straining, severely neglected member. He moaned loudly as the strong fingers flexed around his hardness and he reached back one handed to rub Kakashi's groin as well, needing to know that what the man had said was true, that Kakashi wanted to touch him. He was rewarded with a grunt of pleasure as his hand frantically massaged the older man through his pants. Giving a sharp cry when his earlobe was nipped, Iruka flipped back around and began unbuttoning the uniform pants as he resumed licking the immaculate abs.

'Fuck so hot, so sexy; what a treasure.' Kakashi groaned at the image before him. He shifted his shoulders so his shirt slid down his arms to his elbows before sitting up and removing article completely. He tossed it to the floor and leaned back on one elbow the other reaching around to pull the tie free of Iruka's hair "your hair is beautiful, it must grow fast to be this long since basic" he idly commented as his fingers stroked through the silken locks that had fallen around Iruka�s face.

Appreciating the feeling of nonchalance his commander was giving this, Iruka tugged the pants away from the body when the pale narrow hips lifted. This was just sex after all. Sex that his overly ignored body had craved for years. Now he was finally staring down at the hardness between Kakashi's legs and he suddenly felt unsure. He had no experience sucking cock. What if he didn't do it right?

"It's ok Iruka just take your time. Basically whatever you do to me with your mouth will feel good, what you where doing to my fingers a moment ago was delicious" he said in a reassuring voice. "Just be careful of your teeth."

With a renewal of confidence and a short nod of his head, Iruka dropped his mouth down to the pulsing member. Remembering Kakashi's words about the lollipop, he grasped the shaft and began sliding his tongue along the sensitive foreskin. The taste was incredible and a jolt of need shot through his body. Emboldened, Iruka wrapped his full, pink lips around the head and laved attention to the drooling member. His tongue seemed to want to touch everything at once, sliding along the veiny underside before sweeping back to massage the tip. Strong hands curled into his hair more tightly and gentle pressure informed him to take more of the member in his mouth. Sliding half way down the shaft he let his tongue explore the new territory, slicking the skin so he could more easily take more into his mouth. He tried to take more but choked and had to pull back to keep from gagging. His nervous eyes, flicked up to Kakashi's face but when he got no indication to stop he tried again, gradually finding out how much his inexperienced throat could take without risking getting sick on the pale lap.

"Mmm that's right, Iruka" Kakashi hissed in pleasure "very good". The shy inexperienced ones were always fun for a change. It was strangely peaceful to relax into Iruka�s needs and drop his domineering persona for a time. Iruka tried again to take too much again, his face turning red as he gagged a bit. Kakashi held his hair so he couldn't push down anymore "It's ok Iruka don't try and take it all" Kakashi looked down with a smirk "It's just too big." He gave a wink to calm the nervous man. He released Iruka's hair and stroked his hand over the brunet's head "here, the secret is to lick it all over like a melting Popsicle, then wrap your hand around the base, then you just have what's left to pleasure." His pale fingers stroked down Iruka's cheek wiping away a tear from his choking with his thumb.

Doing as the older man had suggested, Iruka wrapped his and around the base and began vigorously licking the top half of the member, repeating actions that got grunts of pleasure from the chest above him. When he wrapped his mouth back around the thickness and pressed down until his lips touched his hand, the narrow hips bucked upwards. Smiling at being able to pleasure another human being, Iruka lowered his head again and again, sucking in his cheeks to add suction. He heard the soft whisper of 'Oh yeah' from above him and one of the hands that was tangled in his hair slid over his back, softly caressing his sensitive scars. A massive shiver wracked his body as he thought about how good it would feel to have a tongue sliding along them. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed Kakashi pulling his head up from the pale lap. He looked at the older man in question, wondering if he'd done something wrong.

"Much more from that beautiful mouth and this will be over before it even gets started," Kakashi smiled. He led Iruka to stand. Standing himself he wrapped his arms around scarred dark body pulling him in close kissing him deeply, his left hand roaming the uneven skin of his back while his right slid around the waistband of the desert tan pants to work the buttons loose. The pants dropped to the ground a moment latter and Kakashi's hand slid under his white bikini style briefs to caress the tan ass. �Bikini briefs� Kakashi�s mind purred �he must have a bit of spunk to him.� The silver haired captain was pleased with his new discovery.

Chocolate eye closed in anticipation as strong hands slowly pushed his underwear off his hips and down his legs. He opened his eyes when he felt the hands on his ankle and braced himself on Kakashi's shoulder as the kneeling man slid off one of his socks, and then the other. When he stood back up, Iruka looked up at the imposing figure towering over him and shyly stepped closer to the warm, pale body. Strong arm wrapped around him and guided them back a couple of steps until Iruka's legs hit the bed again and a light push had him sprawled unceremoniously across the white sheets and grey blanket. He looked into the bi-coloured eyes which were observing him hungrily. He had to wonder if he looked like a woman, sprawled out on the bed, his long hair splayed out behind him across the sheets, all curvy hips and dark skin.

A predatory growl rose from Kakashi's chest as he crawled over the dark body capturing the pouty lips in a deep kiss. His hands roamed over the strong sculpted body, finger tips running over raised scars palms pressing and cupping against flexing muscles. "You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Gods, touching you makes me want to cum." Kakashi's husky voice whispered in his ear before kissing down his neck to nip along to mocha collarbone. His spread Iruka's legs with his pale strong thighs pressing his hips forward to rub his straining erection against the younger�s drooling member.

The feeling was like being electrocuted. That was the closest thing Iruka could equate it to. Like volt after volt of electricity running down his nerves. Moaning he slid his arms over Kakashi's pale hips, pressing them down for more friction. The stunned chocolate eyes were wide, mouth slightly agape as the silver haired man rocked expertly against him. "Ah...I...never...knew...feels...so...good," he panted breathlessly, his mind not quite believing how good his body was feeling. He clutched at the muscular torso, his fingers twisting the skin as they struggled to find purchase. Suddenly Kakashi flipped him onto his back and started running his fingers over his shoulder blades, pressing down to work the knots out of his shoulders. He let out a long moan of pleasure and gasped when a strong wet tongue started moving over his spine. He was enjoying it so much that he hardly noticed when the man's weight settled on his legs. He tensed momentarily but the light nips to his back were setting him on fire.

Tongues, lips, teeth and hands were everywhere, bringing pleasure to every inch of his skin, the strong body above him slid down his legs further, then those talented hands were on his hips pulling them up off the scratchy wool blanket. They moved his body like it was made of clay forming and positioning it where ever the silver haired Captain wanted it. Long fingers glided down his spine and his chest was pressed back to the bed so his ass was up and displayed to the bi-coloured gaze. Kakashi's cock jumped and drooled at the site before him. That mocha skin darkening to a deep chocolate where the skin wrinkled into a tight, puckered opening. He licked his lips he had to taste his man, he was so pure so delicious, he ran a finger over the flexing hole marveling at the beauty of the flawless skin the young man was almost hairless except of the dark cluster of curl surrounding his dark cock. Iruka mewled and his back arched to an almost impossible curve as knowing fingers teased his most private erogenous zones, his fingers gripping the sheets his toes curling painfully but he couldn't register the pain he could only feel pleasure. "Ahh, oh god, Captain." His voice came out as pleasing cry.

'I have to taste. I have to know' Kakashi licked his lips again leaning closer his hands moved to the firm globes spreading the cheeks further apart. He let out a shuttering breath then his tongue was pressed against that fluttering flexing entrance, massaging and exploring.

Iruka's head snapped back making the vertebrae in his neck pop and crack with the force as something wet pressed against his hole. Something hard and soft at the same time. Something he had never considered could bring pleasure to that part of his body. His arms and legs shook and he thought he might pass out as the waves of sensation assaulted his body.

Kakashi was in heaven as he tongued the innocent ass. He could swear it almost tasted sweet as he pressed into the tight ring of muscles. Not only that but it seemed to entice the most delicious reactions from the bronze beauty who was fisting the sheets and sobbing with pleasure. He almost lost himself in his ministrations when a shock of reality raced through his mind. He was Hatake Fucking Kakashi. He didn't rim anyone, not even this perfect specimen of responsive male loveliness. Pulling away he slipped a finger into his mouth and quickly replaced his tongue with it, pressing into the near virgin hole slowly.

Iruka was far too needy now to panic. All he could do was sob and beg disjointedly for the captain to fill him as his body shook and his face pressed against the scratchy blanket. When a full finger was fully buried inside of him he let out a small whimper and inched himself forward, unsure if he was trying to escape the intrusion or not. A sharp nip to the inside of his ass cheek pulled a mewl of delight from his throat and he thrust himself back on the finger, wailing in delight when it pressed against his prostate. "AH! Again! Oh please gods one more time," he cried drawing a dark chuckle from the man behind him.

"Does that feel good Iruka? Do you like being touched by me?" Kakashi's face was split with a wide smile at the way Iruka responded to his touches. This mans youth seemed to be seeping into him he felt like he was young and exploring sex again. Like he wasn't the cruel demanding dom he had been his whole adult life.

"Yes yes yes!" Iruka mewled as his ass muscles flexed and squeezed at the fingers buried with in him. He cried out and leaned up on his elbows when the finger began to pump in and out curling when it was deep inside to press and rubbing against that electrifying bundle of nerves.

Kakashi worked Iruka's ass carefully he didn't want to cause any pain to startle the man this was an important moment for the young brunet as he reached under his mattress at mid point for the lube he kept there. Pulling his finger free of Iruka, and chuckling at the needy moan that came from his neglect "Have patience a moment Iruka and everything will feel much even better." He flipped the top on the lube and squeezed a fare amount onto the fingers of his other hand, using his thumb to smear it about to coat the fingers well before returning them to Iruka's wanting entrance. Kneeling close behind Iruka he placed two fingers at the entrance while his other hand smoothed over the scars of his back. He slipped one finger in to relax the muscles again. Iruka immediately pushed back on the finger letting out a needy groan. When Iruka pulled himself forward Kakashi pulled his finger back and out of Iruka, placing two fingers at the entrance now.

'I'm finally going to get fucked,' Iruka thought as the slicked fingers slid into him, making him shiver and moan at the sensation and the feeling of being close to someone physically. It all felt so good, better than he'd ever thought it could. Even having something inside him only made him hotter, needier. Biting down on the sheets to muffle his scream as the third long digit pushed into him, he tensed around the fingers, his body already reaching its limits. Looking back over his shoulder at the rugged, handsome face watching his ass swallow the fingers he whimpered and pushed his weight backwards again. "Please, I'm ready. I want you inside me when I cum."

"You are so very sexy, you have no idea what you are doing to me, do you?" Kakashi said as he removed his fingers, licking and kissing his way up Iruka's back till he was leaning over the smaller man his cock head brushing against his entrance. He leaned his weight on one hand while the other stroked his cock own cock slicking it with lube. 'Oh fuck so beautiful, so perfect...� Kakashi rubbed his cock at Iruka's opening the sexy body writhing with need below him. �So pure...� Kakashi froze his hand tight around his cock his forehead pressed to Iruka's back 'I don't deserve this. I don't deserve him... FUCK!' Kakashi gave a nip to Iruka's back and shifted so he was kneeling with his legs outside Iruka's "Iruka close your thighs tight, this will feel good I promise." Iruka whimpered at the delay but did as told moving so his knees and thighs where tight together. Kakashi released his cock and moved his hand around to grasp Iruka's, hips pushing forward his cock slid over Iruka's hole and down squeezing between the strong thighs to rub against the hairless taint. "You deserve a better man then I inside of your body." The hand that was supporting his weight wrapped around Iruka's waist holding him flush to his chest he knelt up with the brunet to a praying position. "Keep it sacred for him." Kakashi began to thrust hard his cock sliding between Iruka's thighs and against his taint the head pushing against the back of mocha balls, his hand jerking the brunets throbbing cock in time with his hips. The younger man's body seemed to weaken in defeat, he wouldn't be fucked, he wouldn't have a cock inside of him, he wasn't wanted. Iruka's mind was taking all the good away and replacing it with shame. Kakashi could read Iruka's body and face as the heavy head leaned against his should "Iruka I want you I want you so bad, I wish my cock was sliding into your body but I can't take that from you." He kissed that the bronze neck, "You are a good man and deserve to have your first time to be with someone who loves you... I can't love you. If I was to take you like I want right now we will both hurt for a long time after, and not in physical pain, in emotional pain. This part of you that you are offering to me is too pure for a dirty old man like me. Please Iruka, save it, hold on to it and give it to someone who can love you with the purity your heart holds. Gods Iruka, I want it I want to deserve it, but I don't." Kakashi held him tight pumping there cocks wanting so badly to slip back further and into the hot tight body. "Take pleasure, enjoy pleasure, but save that piece of you for him." Kakashi's voice was someone else�s; it was a voice he didn't recognize, this pleading needy voice couldn't belong to him.

Iruka's head lolled against the hard, pale shoulder, his body lax with pleasure and his mind drowning in Kakashi's words. 'Someone who loves me...who could love me? Genma loves me, but not like that. No one's ever touched me like this before.' His thoughts disappeared as his muscles began to tense. The way Kakashi's cock was massaging his taint and sliding over his hole was driving him mad. His hips snapped forward into the tight grip, his cock sliding smoothly in the slick hand. Moaning, Iruka nuzzled the pale jaw, mewling when his lips were captured in a heated kiss. 'He says he can't love me but the way he kisses me...'

Pleasure. Bliss. Ecstasy. No words did what he was feeling justice. Wave after wave of sensation wracked his body as he was pushed over the edge by someone else�s hands for the first time. The cry of the word 'yes' escaped his lips as he erupted over Kakashi's strong pale hand. His muscles tightened to the point where he thought they might snap as he shot spurt after spurt of cum on his CO's bed.

Kakashi groaned as the strong leg muscles clamped down on his cock, throwing him head long into his release. Crying out in surprise of the ferocity of the orgasm like a teenager, Kakashi bucked into the slick skin twice before releasing his seed all over the bronze balls and thighs. He pulled back in time for a string of semen to land on the perfect globes of Iruka's ass. As if in awe of the sight, he rubbed the white fluid into the dark skin before wrapping his arms around Iruka's torso and pulling them both to the bed. He wiped his hand over Iruka's sweaty face and released a ragged breath against the back of the younger man's neck. They laid together in silence for a while before getting up and dressing. Just as Iruka was pulling on his shirt Kakashi grabbed his arm and pulled them so they were chest to chest.

"Don't fall in love with me, Private. I wasn't lying when I said I couldn't love you." A flash of hurt passed through the chocolate eyes but Iruka nodded and bit his lip shyly.

"Can...can we do it again?"

Kakashi stared down into those expressive orbs, unable to say no. "As long as you remember what I said. You can return to duty tomorrow, Private. Spend the rest of the day however you like." With that Kakashi sat down at his desk, not even looking at Iruka. The brunet watched him for a minute before ducking back out of the tent and heading toward the mess, mind and body still abuzz with what had just happened.

Izumo looked across the room to Genma's empty rack and sighed. "What the hell happened to Gen? Why wasn't he on the march? And where did Iruka go? Do you think he's okay?" He wasn't asking anyone in particular, just hoping someone would reassure him...and Kotetsu didn't let him down.

"I'm sure they're fine," came from directly above him. "Iruka's probably in the infirmary and...well...maybe Gen's with him."

Asuma looked across the room at the pair. "I don't know about Iruka but Genma's out near the sandcastle filling sandbags as a punishment."

The pale eyed private looked up from his bunk at the burly sergeant. "What did he get a punishment for, sir?"

Asuma just took a drag off his cigarette and shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know, Hyuuga. But he's been doing it since the end of rifle range."

Kotetsu sat hanging his legs from his bunk "You mean to say he's been out there for four hours straight filling bags. Is Lieutenant Daiki making him do it?"

Asuma just nodded and took another drag blowing the smoke straight up like a factory stack.

"For fuck sakes, I didn't think he was as twisted as the rest of the officers here. But today sure proves he is," Kotetsu continued.

"I don't understand what the sergeant did to deserve that?" Choiji asked between munching on chips "He was only trying to help one of his men"

"Watch what you say there, private," Asuma warned. "The lieutenant is as tough as he has to be. He was just trying to let him know that he can't keep holding your dicks for you while you're taking a piss, no matter how much it might hurt." He tossed a cruel smirk at Kiba who growled and bared his fangs.

"Maybe we should go take him some dinner or water or something?" Izumo asked, staring at the back of the legs that were hanging down beside his bunk. "I hate to think about him out there all by himself."

Asuma grunted softly, surveying the men with a sparkle in his eye. To everyone's surprise the emotionally stunted raven was the next to speak up.

"This book says we should all share in the company�s victories and trails." He held up the cover of 'Brother's in Arms, Surefire Ways to Building Bonds in the Military'. Asuma chuckled but had to congratulate the raven on his choice of reading material, the book being a good example of the psychology of companies like theirs.

Suddenly Shino was heading for the door. "Hey," Asuma grunted around his cigarette. "Where you going?"

"I'm going to fill bags with sand," Shino's slow deep voice replied, not slowing in his determined walk.

Kotetsu jumped down from the bunk and began to follow Shino, smacking Kiba on the leg as they passed him. "Come on. He'd do the same for any of us."

Asuma just smiled as the barracks emptied, glad that the platoon finally got it. He followed them towards the sandcastle, clapping Shino on the shoulder and giving the sunglassed man a nod of approval.

He could see them filing out of the tent, he had to boot it if he was going to beat them back. He pulled the cinch straps on his rucksack tighter to keep the noise down and took off at a smooth run, racing across clearings and roadways to duck behind any cover he could find. He could see then way down the ally, he could wait for them to pass but it would give them to much of a head start. So he got on his belly and crawled. Even the Captain wouldn't have been able to rip the smile for his face he was having so much fun. 'Well yeah the Captain could if he wanted to, the man could strip paint with his glare' he thought as he got back to his feet and ran hard. He hit hard with his side into the back side of the cabin near the sandcastle and took a second to compose himself.

Tenzou walked coolly from behind the cabin. "Ahh I see you are still hard at work," his voice a easy mocking tone, "good to see you can be trusted to work your punishment alone." Tenzou said, swinging his pack off. Leaning it against the wall, he sat down beside it.

"You have been out here a long time you must be getting thirsty, maybe a little hungry?" Tenzou questioned. He opened his pack and pulled out a wrapped sandwich, "�cause I know I am and I was just watching." He took a big bite, "mmm, oh that's good, but I need something to wash this down" he teased. He reached into the pack again and pulled out a can of beer, cracking it open the can hissed and foamed beer slowly erupted. The brunet quickly slapped his lips over the foam and sucked it down. When it was under control he pulled back with a satisfied �ahhhh� he smirked at Genma. "You know, it really is too bad you threatened and officer other wise I might be willing to share."

The blond's hands were now barely able to hold his shovel they were so beat up. He glared up from the growing mound of sandbags at the lieutenant. Sure, they'd reached an understanding about Iruka but that hadn't gotten him off the hook. "You know, you're a real bastard when you want to be, Sir." He hissed as one of his blisters popped and grabbed his canteen to rinse it when he found that there was only a splash of water left. Sighing he retied the bandana around his hand and decided to move back to sewing for the time being. He already knew that he was going to be too late to see Kakashi but he was still checking his watch every twenty minutes anyway. "Where the hell did you get beer from anyway? Didn't think even a lieutenant could get away with possession of contraband on this base."

"Lets just say someone owned me a favor," Tenzou smirked. He leaned back and drank down his beer between bite of his sandwich. "You know out here that name really suits these things, they always have sand in them..." Tenzou trailed off as he looked behind Genma at the group of men heading their way. "Well looky what we have here. Looks like a lynch mob coming to get me." Tenzou nodded his head in the direction of the men.

Genma tossed another sandbag on the finished pile and looked up to see the whole platoon striding towards them. He locked eyes with Asuma who was grinning around his cigarette and nodded once in appreciation. He scanned the rest of the group and grinned when he heard Lee pipe something about being able to fill all the sandbags in an hour or doing four hundred pushups. Chuckling he pushed himself to his feet as Neji and Shino were the first to reach him.

"What are you idiots doing out here?" he asked as the two extremely pale men began grabbing the finished sandbags and stacking them a few feet away.

"We heard that misery loves company, sir." Kiba chirped, clapping Genma on the back so hard his exhausted body crumpled forward. Genma looked up to find Izumo kneeling down near him with bandages.

"Let me wrap up those hands for you, sir."

The blond smiled around at the group who were digging into his task heartily before turning his eyes to Tenzou, who was smirking knowingly.

"Hey, it took you guys long enough to get here." Tenzou called out as he pulled a six pack of can out of his pack breaking them off and tossing them around to the surprised men, with a wide smile on his face. "Hey Zoomer, bring him over here I have a full med kit and some food for him here." Tenzou told the small brunet. He pulled two more six packs out and walked around the men that didn't have a beer yet, "Alright you are building a pyramid with these sandbags there are two more bundles in the shed. They all must be filled, sewn and stacked before your Sergeant can get out of here. If every sandbag isn't filled he will be moved to a new platoon. If you don't want that to happen... which obviously you don't, get to work." Tenzou placed a beer in Kotetsu's hand with a smile.

"I don't understand sir? Why? And you know we were coming?" The spiky haired raven asked cracking open his beer.

"It's all about character, Spike," Tenzou answered cryptically. He gave a pat to the man's shoulder and walked back over to Genma and Izumo.

Kneeling down he watched Izumo carefully wash and disinfect his sergeant�s hands, Genma face twisting with the sting "Ohhh, bet that smarts. You'll remember that feeling every time you thing about mouthing off to me again, wont ya?" He gave a hard pat to Genma's sore back. Letting out a chuckle he leaned back against the wall again to finish his sandwich and watch his platoon work together to help their sergeant. "I truly envy you Shiranui, I truly do," he said just loud enough for Genma and Izumo to hear. Then he was taking a large bite from his sandwich and trying not to spit it out with laughter at the antics of Lee filling three bags at once.

"We'll have you out of here in no time Sir, just you watch." He jumped up and down with excitement before tripping on a bag he had just filled knocking himself to the ground along with the contents of the bag.

Neji shook his head and commented dryly "Not with your help we won�t, Lee."

The whole group chuckle but the young man with the bowl haircut just jumped back up and got back to work. Genma watched in amazement as the group set up an efficient chain with a few men filling bags, some sewing and several more stacking them neatly in a pyramid.

As his hands were finished being wrapped he glanced up at Izumo and laughed to see a toothpick held between the thin pale fingers. He took the slip of wood and it immediately found it's usual spot in the left side of his lips, then he pulled Izumo to his feet and wrapped him in a short hug before turning back to the group. He was about to rejoin the work when Tenzou called out to him. He turned to see the lieutenant holding out a sandwich and a beer for him.

"Apparently it's against the rules to make you go more than seven hours with out some kind of nourishment so you better get over here and eat something before you get me in trouble."

Chuckling, Genma gratefully took the sandwich and unwrapped it. "Well we wouldn't want that, sir."

Tenzou gave a smile and a nod as Genma took the offered food. He leaned back again, his own sandwich finished he went to work on his beer. A few minutes passed with out a word between the two commanders while they watched the men work and Genma ate his sandwich. "You have a real good group of men there Shiranui. It has been a long time since I've seen one this close, I was starting to worry that I had been wrong about that when it took them so long to come for you. But they came. That's a very good thing sergeant, it shows a great deal about your character and the trust they have for you." Tenzou let out a sigh, "take it from one who was once in your place, this trust is also a burden to you. It means their lives hold heavier in your hand than others... they will follow you to death if that is where you lead them." Tenzou took a long drink and went silent.

The blond was silent as he thought about what the lieutenant had said. He didn't want any of the men to get hurt or die because of him. Even the bizarre and pain in the asses of the group were quickly growing on him. He'd just have to make sure he never took liberties with his men's life and listened to valid concerns. "Understood, sir," he whispered as he watched Chouji and Kiba pass filled sandbags to Hayate and Shikamaru, who seemed to be mumbling 'troublesome' under his breath while he worked. Stuffing the rest of his sandwich in his mouth he glanced at Tenzou and nodded before getting up to join the assembly line.

An hour and a half and a lot of laughing later Genma was climbing to the top of the pyramid to lay the final sandbag. As he laid it down and climb on top of it "Soldiers of Second Platoon, on behalf of my aching muscles and raw hands, I thank you. We have had one hell of a day. But through that hell I hope you have learned as much as I have about yourselves and this unit. That we are a team and will fight and support each other till the end but also that when we are out there in the field of battle we will be a lone when we fight and defeat our fears. Each of us carries ghosts that weigh at us and we each need to find our own strength to over come them. But we will know and draw strength from ours brothers fighting beside us knowing they will be there at the end of it all to help put ourselves back together. We have learned this from OUR leader, OUR lieutenant..." Genma pointed down the mountain of bags to the now standing Lieutenant "He is a wise man, a knowledgeable man who we found out today knows a fuck of a lot more then we do about what our futures hold. OF course we also found out that he can and will be meaner then a pit bull with a bee in his ass if we are too stubborn to learn what he has for us. With that we also learned you don't growl back at a pit bull." There were a few snickers from the gathered men "Everyone should know that I completely deserved the punishment. I highly recommend that you don't give any of the higher-ups a reason to punish you. That means keeping your smartass tongue's in your mouths. Valid suggestions or concerns will be heard but you have to defer to the officer's judgment. As crazy as some of the officers here seem you need to trust them and you can trust them. They've already been in this war and they know what we're up against, and believe me, it's not pretty. But we'll get through. Together we will be the most unstoppable fighting force this country has ever seen. Alright, hands in." He slid down the pile and landed on the sand where the men were gathering up around him.

"Second platoon, hu-ragh on three." The men slapped their hands down on top of his for a football huddle break.

"Three, two, one HUU-RAAGH!" The company chorused together, laughing and patting each other on the backs. The cheered loudly when Tenzou brought out more beers and started passing them around to the men. Genma took one and opened it when he realized that he was an hour late for Kakashi. Would the Captain still be there? Would he be able to take whatever punishment the man would dish out? Was this a good time to distance himself as far as possible from the career crushing dom? Probably, but he had to go anyway. Handing his newly opened beer to Lee, who was protesting that he didn't drink, he jogged over to Tenzou who just smirked at him knowingly.

"I'm guessing from the way you checked you watch a hundred times today that you've got a date tonight."

The blond flushed but nodded making Tenzou chuckle and shake his head. "Well don't get yourself killed. You're men still need you."

"I'll go see if Iruka is at the infirmary when I'm done. Wish me luck, sir."

Kakashi watched from his perch on the sand castle rifle box as Tenzou patted Genma on the back with a laugh before the blond took off toward the officer tents. When the blond was out of site he was about to turn away when the strange eyed lieutenant turned the piercing gaze to the sand castle and right at him, giving a small nod to the invisible Captain. 'Damn he is creepy,' the silver haired man thought as he turned away from Tenzou's gaze silently jumping to the ground. He slowly made his way to his tent to punish his new toy for not making it on time. "Such a good little pet" he mused, walking off into the darkness of the desert to take to long way around camp to his tent, letting his new pet sergeant sweat a little before he got there.

Genma approached the captain's tent, his stomach in knots and questions streaming through his head. Would Kakashi be there? Would he be angry? Should Genma run and have a shower before going? Deciding that he was better smelly than even later, Genma drew a deep breath and stepped into the tent, only to find it empty. Stepping into the enclosure he looked around to make sure the silver haired man wasn't in the shower.

'Shit! He's not here! What the hell does that mean? Am I totally fucked? What does that even mean? Am I going to get fucked with in an inch of my life or did I miss my chance? Should I get ready for him? He said to be ready to be fucked so should I strip and stretch? What the fuck am I doing here? I should get out now while I still can.'

Even as his mind was telling him to run he began stripping off his sweaty, dusty clothes. Soon he was standing naked in the tent and trying to get over his next problem. His bandaged hands weren't going to make stretching all that possible. He tried to stick a finger up his ass but he kept hitting the bandages. Grunting in frustration he let his eyes roam the room until they fell on the cabinet full of the liquor he'd seen earlier. Jumping to his feet he found an empty wine bottle on the bottom shelf. "You'll have to do," he whispered as he closed the cabinet and grabbed the lubed condom out of his pants pocket.

Ten seconds later he was looking down at the condom covered neck of the wine bottle incredulously. 'How low I've sunk,' he thought as he reached behind him and pressed the bottle into his ass. He grunted as the cool, unforgiving glass pushed into him. Wider than one of his fingers, the initial stretch stung like crazy. When he could take no more of the length he pulled the bottle back out before ramming it back into his body, drawing a small whimper from his exhausted chest. His sore hands didn't want to grip the slick glass and soon he pulled it out with a cry of pain. Letting it drop to the slatted floor he massaged his sore hands.

'Fuck, this isn't working.' He set the bottle on it's end and looked down at it for a minute before securing it between his feet and slowly lowering his body downwards, leaning back on the bed for balance. "Ungh!" he grunted as his burning thighs protested the work but he soon was raising and lowering himself more quickly, fucking himself on the inanimate object.

Kakashi lifted the flap of the tent with his finger to peek inside, he had been able to hear Genma rustling around for something and now he wanted to see what was making the blond grunt and hiss. He smiled a twisted, disturbed smile when he saw that his pet was pressing a condom covered wine bottle in his ass. 'What a dirty little puppy... but clever,' Kakashi mused. His cock stiffened to full attention as Genma's face twisted in pain and discomfort. 'What a perfect little whore I found myself' he thought watching Genma place the bottle on the floor near the bed and start riding it.

Kakashi flipped open the flap and walked in his face twisted in rage "You fucking whore" he yelled "I ordered you to be here at twenty hundred hours and be prepared." He was in front of the man with his hand gripping roughly in honey locks before Genma could open his mouth to reply. Kakashi pulled his rock hard cock out of his already unzipped pants. He yanked hard at Genma's hair making him gasp in pain. that was all the opening Kakashi needed. He thrust forward ramming his cock to the back of Genma's throat. "You bite me and I'll ram that bottle right into your ass" he growled, pushing down on Genma's head cause the bottle to press in deeper and making it harder not to bite or scrape with his teeth.

Tears streamed down Genma's cheeks as his face was brutally fucked with no chance to even take a breath. His ass was being painfully stretched over the flared neck of the bottle and every time he tried to find balance or relief by grabbing Kakashi or the bed or anything he could his arm was slapped away by Kakashi's free hand. Kakashi didn't moan, didn't grunt, didn't give anything to Genma the signaled that he was even enjoying this, making it clear it was all as punishment. The thrusts were hard, fast and deep Kakashi placed a hand on Genma's shoulder adding more pressure to stretch his ass over the bottle. Then the hand in his hair was slid to the back of his neck and his face was pushed into the silver nest of hair surround the long cock. The blond thought he was going to die, that Kakashi's cock was going to chock him to death. He couldn't breath, his ass felt like it was going to tear open and his vision was flashing to darkness. He felt the cock in his throat throb and the balls against his chin tighten then that long think member was torn from his mouth and hot cream splatter over his face, there was one more heavy press to his shoulder as the cum continued to pulse out over his closed eyes then he was pushed over on his side on the floor. "You are a disgusting whore. Look at you. You fucking stink, you're covered with sand, bandages on your hands making them useless to give pleasure, you have a bottle shoved up your ass and cum on your dirty whore face. Why the fuck would I want something like you in my tent. Get the fuck out and get cleaned up."

Genma cracked open his eyes fearing what he would see on Kakashi's face, but what he did see surprised him. The anger and disgust that was in his voice was clearly written on his face but instead of his out stretched hand pointing to the exit it was pointing to the flap that lead to the shower. Genma's heart leapt, he wasn't being sent away, he had a chance. He pulled his tired aching body to his knees the bottle slipping from his ass to make a hollow clanging noise as he crawled to the back of the tent and into the shower area.

His body shook as he pushed himself upwards and Genma wasn't sure just how much abuse his body could take from the captain tonight. He tried to clear his burning throat but that only made it hurt more. With shaking arms he opened the tap and moaned in relief as the water cascaded over his body, washing the dust from his skin. He stood still letting the water rejuvenate him for a minute, the heat easing the tension from his muscles as he stood there. Kakashi had been about ten seconds away from choking him unconscious. He could now see how the captain could drive a man crazy because as tired and sore and terrified as he was, Genma still wanted more.

Snapping out of his stupor he grabbed a bar of soap and quickly started scrubbing his body. The creamy skin of his forearms had burnt while he was sandbagging and his hands stung as the soap seeped under his bandages. Growling in frustration he pulled the wraps from his hands and hissed in pain as his fingers wrapped back around the bar of soap. He quickly soaped up his body, paying special attention to his hair and his ass, making sure that his abused hole was perfectly clean. The harsh army soap stung his whole body but he was unable to hold in his yelp of pain as his fingers rubbed his abused entrance. He gritted his teeth and pushed one of his sudsy fingers into his body, whimpering as it and his ass protested the act but he continued to clean himself to please his master.

When he finally decided he was clean he slipped the finger out with a light gasp and rinsed the residue from his body. He turned off the shower and grabbed the towel from the hook, drying as much of himself as possible before turning back to the tent and taking a deep, calming breath. 'Think of it as training with exceptional benefits.' Releasing the breath slowly he stepped back into the shelter of the room.

Sitting in one of the two chairs was Kakashi, looking like his cool, god-like self, sipping from a glass of scotch, mismatched eyes evaluating his every move. The intense gaze was making Genma's cheeks flush and his cock stiffen as he slowly stepped further into the room, unsure exactly what Kakashi wanted of him now. He looked at the small table between them and saw a second tumbler full of amber liquid. Looking back up at his superior, who just dipped his chin once in approval he picked up the cup and looked at the other chair which was covered in both their clothes.
'Should I move them?' he wondered but then the captain uncrossed his legs in invitation. Taking a couple of numb steps he slowly lowered himself onto the pale lap and looked into the bi-coloured eyes.

Kakashi wasn't overly brawny but there wasn't an ounce of fat on his body, Genma observed as he let himself relax into the muscular frame and took a small sip of his drink. But it was the man's demeanor that made him so commanding, not his body shape.

"You took that very well Genma. I'm pleased," Kakashi said in a gentler tone then Genma had heard before. The older taller man wrapped an arm around Genma, pulling him a bit closer so he had to lean his full weight against the pale chest. Kakashi pushed some of the wet hair that had fallen against his cheek behind his ear and laid a soft kiss to his temple "I want you to relax now Genma and when your voice is ready I want you to explain to me why you are late." Kakashi's hand had given up the glass of scotch in favor of touching the blond; the hand that was wrapped around him, keeping him close, gave gentle strokes and rubs to his hip and thigh, while the one that had held the glass of scotch was now touching his face, neck and chest.

The desire to cuddle into the heat of Kakashi's body and drift off was overwhelming and the blond had mentally slap himself to remind him that he wasn't with a lover. He was with his cruel, domineering captain who was being strangely gentle for the moment, but he couldn't expect that to last. The soothing hands stroking his body and face were leaving him considerably off guard and vulnerable though. One of the strong hands moved to his hair and began massaging his damp scalp and a small croaky moan tore from his throat making the man beneath him chuckle lightly. The sound made the hairs on Genma's neck and arms stand on end, his body unsure if the sound was sexy, intimidating, or both.

After a few more minutes of relaxing Genma decided not to test the captain's patience and tried to clear his throat. The muscles of his trachea stung but he cleared his wind pipe again and started speaking in a rather pathetic, squeaky rasp.

"This afternoon I had a confrontation with Lieutenant Daiki," he started, taking another small sip of his drink which burned on the way down to his stomach.

"What about?" Kakashi asked in a low, even voice which could charm the habit off a nun.

"Private Umino, sir." Kakashi 'mmmed' in acknowledgement of the answer but kept quiet, wanting to hear how the sergeant described it.

"He was pushing him in a way that I thought had nothing to do with training for war. The lieutenant was probably right to do so but we ended up in quite the argument about it and I..." Genma paused, remembering for the first time that he was speaking to his commanding officer. Did he dare tell the man that he'd threatened the life of an officer? He'd probably find out one way or another so it would seem that honesty would in this case be the best policy. Taking a nervous breath he continued.

"I threatened him and he gave me the choice of carrying out the punishment of filling all the supply shed's sandbags or being transfer to another platoon." He let his nose slide to the warm pulse point of the pale neck, inhaling the CO's subtle manly scent. "I didn't see much choice in the matter, Sir." He braced himself for what was sure to be a swift and sever punishment for both not choosing to come to Kakashi and threatening an officer.

'So that is what Iruka was trying to tell me about,' Kakashi mused while the arm that was stroking Genma's collarbone now slid under his knees, and the blond was picked up and carried to the bed. Kakashi stretched the long injured body out. Very pleased with his new pet's actions this evening, he decided to reward his tired body with some of the tender intimacy he'd shared with Iruka earlier. He shifted Genma's malleable limbs and rolled him on his side climbing onto the bed behind him. Tonight he would give his puppy a rare moment of calm, slow pleasure, something Kakashi hardly ever partook in. He propped his head on his hand and leaning on his elbow he kissed Genma's shoulder, smoothing his free hand down the bruised and scratched arm to the battered hand. The long pale fingers laced between Genma's, carefully pulling the arm up to kiss the blistered palm. He brushed his nose along the finger tips causing a shiver of pleasure to wrack the beautiful, smaller frame before laying it on the smooth sheets in front of exhausted body.

Sliding his hand back up the arm, over the strong shoulder and around to play over ribs along his side, stopping it's movements on the jetting hip bone. Fingers soothed and caressed the sensitive skin of the blond's hip while soft thin lips marked his neck.

"My puppy."

The intimate pet name was whispered like a tender caress against his tired mind. Genma whimpered in pleasure as the very tips of long fingers brushed down the length of his throbbing cock when the captain's hand glided down his thigh only to slip under his knee. 'His touches are so soft, so tender. Is this the same man from this morning?' Genma's mind spun as his body was manipulated immaculately, sensation pushing through his veins, seemingly to his very soul. He'd thought that he'd never felt anything as pleasurable as the rough encounter they'd had this morning but this slow torturous teasing was unlike anything he'd ever felt.

The creamy, sun kissed leg was slowly lifted and a hot strong thigh slid under it then rested back to hang over a thin pale hip. Kakashi slid his hand from Genma's warm body to the mattress, reached under and grabbed the lube he kept at cock level. He flipped the top open and squeezed a dollop into his hand and dropped the tube to the floor. Kakashi sucked and nipped at sharp jaw bone, his hand slipping between them to stroke and slick his member, his anticipation heightening with every stroke of his hand. He shifted so his head was at Genma's entrance smoothing his slicked fingers over the abused hole to give it pleasure and to relax it further. He hooked his arm under the tired leg, cradling it in his elbow now instead of over his hip, and pressed forward, slowly sheathing himself with a quiet pleasured moan.

Genma cried out leaning his body heavily against the strangely tender man. "Ka... ka... shi" he moaned, the syllables escaping between panting breaths, the sound of his name making the usually unfeeling captain pulse with possessive lust. The strong agile hips gyrated in a slow steady rhythm finding the blond's prostate on the third thrust and rubbing over it thrust after thrust.

Though the pace was slow Genma found it hard to keep his breath, he gasped, moaned and purred in pleasure with each move of the skilled hips. Kakashi had sped his movements up so gradually that Genma hadn't noticed till the squeak of the cot springs drowned out the heavy panting of his... lover... master... he didn't know what and didn't care he only care that this body this man was bring him pleasure he had never thought possible. Turning his head, Genma looked into the searing gaze of his sadistic captain, not believing that the man was capable of such tenderness. The passion filled face above him was even more devastatingly handsome when looking at him with such affection. Then the elegant, pale face leaned closer, capturing his lips in a gentle, lusty kiss. Genma released a needy, high pitched whimper into the older man's lips and lifted one of his spent arms and slid it up the back of Kakashi's neck and into those mysterious silver tresses, deepening the embrace, marveling at how good the strong tongue felt sliding smoothly against his. His hips bucked in need as Kakashi thrust in and out of his body and licked his tonsils.

Long, pale, calloused fingers wrapped around his bouncing member and he screamed into the thin, sexy lips as his orgasm took him without warning. His whole body tensed and clenched, his cock erupting so hard it was painful. Pulling their mouths apart, Genma mewled into the cool desert air "Kakashi! Oh gods, Kakashi!" as the cock inside him forced through the gripping muscles to press in deep, releasing hot seed within. The husky groan of "puppy" almost sent him into unconsciousness as another wave of overwhelming sensations. His now limp body was moved and laid so he was lying comfortably on his side, a strong firm body pressed tightly against his back. "My puppy" Kakashi whispered with a sharp nip to the back of Genma's neck.

Izumo raced to the top of the sandbag pile and pushed Kiba to one side and Lee to the other interrupting the very drunk young man with the bowl hair cut's rendition of Louie Louie. He threw his hands up in triumph and began shouting at the top of his voice. "I am the great and powerful OZ. Bow before me puny mortals." This sparked a resurgence of scrambling up the pyramid. Even Neji, Shikamaru and Asuma started climbing the hill to unseat their supposed ruler. Lee got back up first but his clumsy attack was easily dodged. Just as Izumo turned to laugh in victory he was tackled from the side and he and his attacker rolled down the far side of the pyramid.

They rolled a couple feet from the piled sand bags, Kotetsu maneuvering to end up sitting on top of his long time friend and lover. "You are lying" He said in a firm voice making Izumo worry if this was no longer play. "Oz is a pathetic old man behind his curtain." Kotetsu pulled up Izumo's shirt a bit "there is no old man under this curtain." He laughed and rolled a bit more so they were side by side, he was smiling at Izumo with a smile that had forgotten about the last three days, a smile that spoke of the life they shared before coming to this camp.

Maybe it was the alcohol or the fun and teasing but he didn't think about what had happened between them recently, falling into what he would have done before all this had happened. "Mmm, and what's behind your curtain, soldier? Are you going to pull it back or do I have to peek?" He began tugging at the bottom or Kotetsu's shirt, tickling whatever skin became available to him." The two began to tumble together in the sand as Kotetsu began tickling back, Izumo losing quickly as he was much more sensitive than the spiky haired raven. Finally Kotetsu pinned Izumo's arms and looked down at the chuckling form of Izumo who was still trying to even out his breathing.

Kotetsu released him and stood quickly holding out his hand to the brunet "Come with me," he said with a devious smile. When Izumo cocked a brow but took the hand he was pulled to his feet and pulled along as Kotetsu raced over to the sandcastle. He released Izumo's hand and immediately started to climb the rope ladder to the riffle box the only place Kotetsu could think of where they might get some privacy. He laid back and looked up at the stars. It felt so good to just be normal again.

Izumo pulled himself up into the platform and bumped Kotetsu's shoulder as he rolled into the just slightly smaller body. He laughed and covered his flaming cheeks as he looked at the old lover. It felt so good to be close again and the way the raven was looking at him made his body throb with hope and desire. He pulled himself closer so that he was almost on top of Kotetsu, tilting his chin so their eyes could lock. "Ko," he whispered, not really knowing what he wanted to say, but addicted to the sound of his best friend's name on his tongue.

He couldn't take it, having Izumo so close, and it had seemed like forever 9for them it was forever) since they had last kissed. Kotetsu closed the distance quickly sealing there lips together, making it worth the wait filling it with all the need he had for his lover his best friend his everything. "Oh babe I'm so sorry I've been an ass. I love you so much and I just want it to be us again, like we are meant to be,� he breathed out in a rush before sealing there lips again. "I want it to be like it was meant to be us forever. We belong together, I wanted to tell you all this earlier but it was so hard. When I saw that he had marked your skin I was so angry..." his eyes squeezed shut for a moment before opening to look back at Izumo emotion filled gaze. "Not at you babe, but at him. If he cared about you how could he mark you like that for everyone to see? Mark you like you where a trophy, when you deserve to be treated like the god you are. My pride and my anger has kept me from doing what was right and just telling you it's okay, I don't hate, and I want to be with you forever. You and me, babe, my love. What would I do with out you by my side?"

A shuddering sob wracked Izumo's body as he frantically kissed Kotetsu again. "Oh Ko. I'm...so...sorry." His sobs breaking up his sentence as he threaded his fingers in Kotetsu's hair. "I love you so much. I'm so sorry. I just want you. You were all I've ever needed, ever wanted." He pulled Kotetsu on top of him, sliding his hand under his shirt and up the extremely muscular, narrow back and sliding the other over his love's taught ass, pressing down so their was more friction between their bodies. He lifted his head to kiss Kotetsu again but paused and looked deep into his the dark eyes. "I'll always love you. I'll always be yours." A shot of guilt ran through his body as he thought about Raidou. The poor man had suffered so much disappointment already; he hated himself for adding to it. But this was Kotetsu and when it came down to it, he needed Kotetsu and Kotetsu needed him. Raidou had told him that if he got this chance that he should take it. With that in mind he wasn't going to let his lover go again.

"Babe let�s promise to leave what happened yesterday in the past, ok? We'll just move on from here, you and me, like it has always been, but this time I wont take you for granted. I'll tell you everyday what I'm thinking when I see you just so you never forget that I love you and think you are beautiful and perfect, and everything my heart has ever desired. There has been no one before and there will be no one after, you are the only person I want, I guess I'm Izu'sexual." Kotetsu gave a short laugh at his lame joke "I love you, baby, I don't want to live with out you." He sealed there lips together again the hand that was supporting him from the elbow was laced in Izumo's silky teases while other hand roamed over the strong compact body.

Unable to hold in his emotions Izumo sobbed into Kotetsu's mouth. He tried to calm himself as Kotetsu kissed his cheeks and eyelids but he could only cling to the muscular body and cry. "I'm sorry. I never thought you'd hold me like this again. Gods, Ko, I thought I was going to die without you. It hurt so much." he locked his trembling mouth on Kotetsu's pale neck, still trying to even out his breathing as their hands began to move under their clothes in an almost desperate manner. Their tongues soothed away the hurts from the past day as they exchanged I love yous. Emotions and hormones were high as they tumbled around the small platform, pulling each other's shirts off and reacquainting themselves with each other's bodies. It had only been a day but it had felt so much longer.

"Izu' I thought I had lost you, I can't lose you, baby, you are my life," Kotetsu whisper against Izumo's skin between murmurs of love. The worked open Izumo's pants dusting away the sand that had collected under his waistband with gentle fingers before sliding his hand down to rub over the brunet's hard member. "I want to make to love to you, to feel you as mine again. Alone in that cell last night all I could think of was never being able to touch my love again." His smooth deep voice sent chills through Izumo's body as his touch set it on fire. Grinding his crotch into Izumo's hip he licked and nipped down his neck closing his eye to avoid seeing the darkened skin in the bright three quarter moon light, moving his lips quickly to the unmarked skin of the pale glowing chest to pay extra attention to a dusky nipple sucking it into his mouth to pinch lightly between his teeth flicking at it with his tongue.

"Ugh! Oh Ko, your touch...oh gods." Izumo expertly undid Kotetsu's pants with a flick of his wrist and tugged down the zipper. Sliding his hand into the confines of the uniform pants, he began to stroke the throbbing member, delighting in the moans of pleasure that vibrated along his skin as Kotetsu continued to maul his chest. This was how it was supposed to be. Together, moving, pleasuring, loving, kissing, touching, Izumo thought he would be buried in the torrent of feelings and sensations as Kotetsu moved down his chest, tickling his ribs as he went. Lifting his other hand to the spiky hair he stroked the messy tresses, wondering how he could have wanted anything else. He lifted his hips as the raven tugged impatiently at his pants, groaning in delight as lips attached themselves to his hips.

Kotetsu licked and sucked at Izumo's boney hips, as his hand moved down to cup the soft hanging balls. "Ah, baby, your cock is so perfect just the right size to swallow down deep." With that moaned out Kotetsu did just that. He attacked to swollen member sucking the head licking the side slicking it well before expertly swallowing it down his throat.
"Ahhh Ko" Izumo cried out his lover had mastered oral sex he couldn't imagine something feeling better then Kotetsu�s mouth and throat around his cock. Kotetsu kept a hand hard on Izumo's stomach to keep him from bucking, he worked the cock hard and fast. Izumo had never really wanted to top, Kotetsu had offered many time to bottom for Izumo but the brunet had not felt comfortable with it so Kotetsu had made sure his blow jobs more then made up for Izumo never entering another. When Izumo's muscles and balls started to tighten Kotetsu eased off slowing down first before stopping and pulling away. "I want to taste your cum, babe, but I want you to cum with me inside you more" Kotetsu said his hot breath puffing against the wet cock.

The raven slid his hands down Izumo's thighs to swoop under then and bend them up to his lover�s chest for a full view of his goal, he leaned in and ran his tongue teasingly over shifting balls. "I'll get you all slick so it feels real good babe. I'm sorry I don't have any lube." Kotetsu ran his tongue over Izumo's entrance pressing against it 'hmm it's really soft' the thought ran through his mind but he shoved it aside pressing his tongue down again. This time it slid in 'too soft, too loose' his mind raced but he pushed it away again, as he pushed his tongue deeper he was flooded with a taste and wetness 'oh that is never good' he thought and pulled away turning his face to the side he spit. "Babe hold your legs" Izumo complied, not realizing Kotetsu had run into a possible problem. 'Maybe I'm just imagining it but I better check out the territory before continuing.' He grabbed his pants and pulled the small flashlight he kept on his key chain out. Turning it on he could clearly see Izumo's darkened swollen entrance. 'Gods, it looks like I have already fucked him four times today.' He hesitantly brought his fingers up to rub over the skin, electing a needy moan from Izumo his cock jumped at the sound but he brought himself quickly back to his possible problem. He ran his finger around the rim again to collect a bit of spit to ease his entrance and pushed his finger deep pressing downward with his finger to pull the to soft hole open a bit he pulled his finger out. Izumo cried out in pleasure but Kotetsu had a far different reaction, his eyes went wide and started to tear and his stomach turned threatening to empty the four beers he had tonight, when his finger came out slick and was followed by a thick creamy liquid. 'Cum'.
Kotetsu dropped his flash light and pulled his hand away "Fucking CUM!" he cried out. He pulled Izumo's legs down, the shocked brunet sitting up to look at him. Kotetsu couldn't even look at him it hurt too much, he reached out and pulled Izumo into his arm tucking his chin over the brunet's should "Jesus fuck, Izumo, his cum is still in you. Fuck!" Kotetsu voice was hoarse and strained his body shook and jerk with the beginnings of sobs.

Izumo's body went into shock as the severity of what had just happened filtered into his foggy brain. Kotetsu had been rimming him for Christ�s sake and he hadn't even thought about his afternoon ride with Raidou. "Oh gods. Ko, I can...I didn't think...I never thought I'd be with you again. I never imagined that you would take me back. I was so depressed...I just needed someone. Ko...oh gods I�m sorry. Please don't leave." He dug his fingers into Kotetsu's shoulders, his arms clinging with a strength he'd probably never possessed before and may never possess again. He lifted one hand to the spiky, black hair that he loved so much, his grip tightening to the point where it had to hurt the older man, but he just couldn't let go.

"Izu" Kotetsu tried to say something but it all caught in his throat as a wail of pain erupted, his body shook and clung he held so tight to the only person he had ever truly loved, the only person to ever cause him so much pain. "Make it stop, Izu', I don't want to feel it" a horrid choking sound shook though the raven's body as he tried to hold in another sobbing wail "I don't want it to hurt to love you anymore. Why?" he cried out, "Why would you do this? Which one of us are you playing?" He buried his face in Izumo's marked neck sobbing "Why Izumo, why are you doing this to me? What did I do that was so wrong? Please tell me, please tell me how to make it go way!" Kotetsu struggled to control himself but it was a losing battle the pain was just to much for him.

"I'm sorry!" Izumo wailed, not letting an inch of space between their bodies, knowing if he let go now he might never hold his love again. "It wasn't you. You're perfect. You've always been perfect. I didn't know what I had until I fucked this all up. I'm sorry. If I could take away your pain I would. I'm so sorry I did this to you but now I know what I want for the rest of my life. Kotetsu, I love you with all my heart. Please believe that I only was with him last night and today because I thought there was no chance of being with you again." He squeezed his arms as his strong soul mate began to sob against him. "I'm sorry. I love you. I'm sorry. I love you so much. I never wanted to hurt you; I never wanted to play with your heart." His coherent words trailed off into the disjointed repetition of the words 'I'm sorry' as he struggled to breathe.

"Izumo I was going to make love to you with his cum in your body... gods it's in my mouth." Kotetsu struggled away quickly barely making it to the edge of the rifle box before emptying his stomach over the side. The painful retching lasted a couple minutes as his mind kept replaying his finger pulling out followed by someone else's cum, his Izumo filled with someone... Lieutenant Namiashi's cum. His body gave another violent retch and he slumped to the wooden floor leaning his forehead to the wall of the booth breath labored as he tried to calm his body and think.

Fisting his hair, Izumo brought his forehead to his knees and let the scream of frustration tear from him. He'd had Kotetsu again but he'd made the man physically sick. 'I'm such a slut. I'm so disgusting he can't even look at me. Look at what I�ve done to you, baby. I'm so sorry. I wish I could take it back, just make it all go away.' A hopelessness so deep and consuming that he thought he would drown in his own misery settled on him, driving thoughts into his head that he'd never had before. The urge to toss himself off the platform was almost overwhelming and if he thought he could move he probably would have. The worst part was the silence, interrupted only by Kotetsu's ragged breathing and the small whimpers and sobs that pulled from his own throat. If only he knew what to say to make this right again. Could he say anything?

"I'm sorry," he whispered, knowing it was too late for that now.

"How Izumo?" Kotetsu said, turning himself so his back was leaning against the half wall, his tear burred eyes staring at the huddled form of his only love. "How did he do it? How did he make you betray me?" His voice choked on the word 'betray'."Tell me how this happened, I deserve it. I deserve to know whatever I want," he snapped when it looked like Izumo would protest.

Cowering away from Kotetsu's words, as if hiding would make them disappear, Izumo wrapped his arms around his head and began to rock back and forth. Why did he have to know? Why couldn't Kotetsu just yell and scream and tell him what a horrible person he is? Why did he have to make Izumo tell him his most grievous mistake?

"H-he was different, new. It happened so fast and was so intense I didn't know what was happening...until...He said things...that you hadn't said in a long time and...made me feel special. He knew what he wanted and he just took it...me. What he said made me feel sexy, desirable. No one had ever made me feel that other than you before. Maybe it was because we'd only ever been with each other. I wanted to know if it would feel the same with someone else but it doesn't. It's different. Maybe I thought I wanted to find out if we were still right for each other or if we'd outgrown one another over the years. What do you want me to say, Ko?" he implored, looking up at his love's face. "Do you want me to tell you that I made a terrible mistake? I did. Do you want to hear me say I'm a whore and I've ruined both our lives? Well I am and I did. I hate myself, probably even more than you hate me. I've ruined us, I hurt you, there's nothing worse that I could have done. Even Rai tried to tell me that this was a bad idea today but I was too fucking stupid to listen to anyone. I thought you were gone. I...I was so scared to be alone."

Kotetsu stared at him while he spoke his own thoughts battling to be heard 'what do I do? Can I trust him, will he just do this again, has he learned his lesson with he be faithful from now on? It was only last night Raidou had been in front of me telling me not to give up on Izumo and here I am again, considering it. Why does he know so much? He wouldn't give up, he won't give up. Will I be fighting for Izumo every moment we are in this camp? What does he mean Raidou told him this was a bad idea? What makes him so fucking special? Did he just call himself a whore... ?�
Kotetsu got to his feet and walked over to Izumo kneeling down hard in front of him he pulled the slightly taller man into his arms "Babe, you're no whore. I don't hate, I can never hate. You're Izumo, my best friend since birth. I'm sorry I made you think I could ever hate you; it just hurts so much to look at you and see him... I can see his marks, his claim on you and it make me sick. Not you babe, him... me. I see his markings on you and I see how I have failed." Kotetsu closed his eyes to stem down the desire to scream in rage and frustration. "It was my pride and weakness that made you feel abandoned." Pulling back a bit he gripped Izumo's chin making sure the man was looking into his eyes "Izumo if we keep trying at this I have to know that you won�t go running to someone else every time you feel lonely. I'm going away for a week at least in less then 36 hours, if I say we are us again can I still trust you? There will be times in our lives where we will fight; will you find another bed at those times to comfort you? I have never had a doubt that you are for me, for heaven sakes I got my first boner thinking about you. You have always been the only one. This is hard for me to take, Izu', I know you understand that. But I love you I always will, but you have to give me some time to heal. You broke my heart Izumo. I need the time to heal it; can I trust you to give me that?"

"I promise you I'll give you as much time as you need. I'll never touch another man again, Ko, I swear. I'll do anything to make this right again. Anything..." He dissolved into more tears as he buried his face in Kotetsu�s neck, reveling in the feeling of the strong hands on his back and neck. "I'll never betray your trust again, Ko. Not ever. I'm so sorry, baby. So sorry. I've missed you so much." Again he clung to the body with all his strength, not ready to let go yet, even though he knew that Kotetsu had said he needed time.

Kotetsu pulled himself from Izumo's crushing grip, but only far enough he could look into the black eyes of his love, stared into them for a moment check for the truth in the brunet's word and understanding of his own when he saw what he need gave leaned in and gave Izumo a gentle kiss to his lips, nothing open mouthed or passionate, just a simple kiss of the utmost care. "I love you and I'm going to try and put my trust in you again Izumo but I still need that time." When he was sure that his words and once again hit home and sunk in he threw an arm over the slimmer shoulder, "Let�s go back and get some sleep, I want to be able to enjoy tomorrow." His voice was lighter then it had been since they started talking but it was still a long way for his normal carefree smooth voice.

Letting out a shuddering breath, Izumo laced his fingers into Kotetsu�s. "Thank you. I won't let you down, baby. You can count on it." He gave the fingers a little squeeze and pecked the pale cheek before allowing himself to be pulled to his feet. They slowly headed off towards the barracks, their bodies slowly inching closer until somehow their fingers were loosely entwined again. Izumo shot Kotetsu a guilty, sad smile but Kotetsu didn't look at him, just squeezing his fingers and pulling Izumo's hand fully into his. The handsome face was still drawn and contemplative but Izumo knew that they'd be alright. If Kotetsu was giving him another chance he'd never let it slip by. He'd make his lover proud to be with him.

They both grinned as they heard Lee's drunken singing floating out from where they rest of the group was still partying at the sandbag pyramid. They didn't go back though, both very exhausted and ready for a shower and bed.

Iruka had spent hours just wandering around the camp but somehow his feet had led him back in the direction of Kakashi's tent. It was probably too soon to be going back but his body was already craving the amazing sensations his captain had given him. He smiled nervously when the tent came into view but stopped in his tracks as he saw Genma step out of the enclosure and turn directly towards him. The blond smiled broadly and jogged a couple of steps until he was closer to him.

"Hey Kiddo. I was just on my way to find you. Are you okay?" Iruka nodded, his body tense at the thought that Genma caught him sneaking off to see Kakashi. But his friend didn't seem to notice and just pulled him into a tight hug. "I was really worried about you." Smiling, Iruka leaned into the embrace.

"I'm okay. What were you doing here?"

Shrugging off the question like it was nothing, Genma kept an arm wrapped tightly around Iruka's waist as they slowly began to walk towards the barracks. "The captain wanted to yell at me personally about this afternoon. You?" Iruka just shrugged and walked a couple more steps but Genma pulled them to a stop, looking deep into Iruka's eyes with concern.

"What's wrong, Kiddo?" He tilted the bronze chin so that Iruka's eyes met his. His thumb brushed the soft skin of Iruka's cheek tenderly until to his shock, Iruka wrapped his bronze arms around Genma's neck and pulled him down into a needy kiss. Taking advantage of Genma's grunt of surprise, Iruka dipped his tongue into his friend's mouth, sliding it against Genma's slowly. Genma couldn't help but kiss back for a second, who on earth could say no to Iruka's sweet, willing mouth? Cupping the sides of Iruka's face, Genma gently broke the kiss and looked down at Iruka's embarrassed face.

"I-I'm sorry," Iruka whispered. They'd been here before. Many times actually, and they'd always came to the same conclusion. No matter how close they were, they didn't belong together. But Kakashi's words had him all turned around and he was wondering if that was still the right choice.

Genma stroked his thumb over Iruka's cheek and looked at his friend, his best friend, in almost a pained curiosity. He'd realized only days after becoming close with Iruka that their relationship was always going to be a strange one. He had become a little bit of everything to the brunet. Confidant, protector, best friend...the caring parent Iruka had missed out on for too much of his life, but lover seemed to be too much to add to that mixture and he hated having to tell the brunet that. "It's okay, but what brought this on again?"

After Iruka's shocking revelation about his past there had been many a night where Iruka would crawl into his cot, just wanting to be held and sleeping with Genma seemed to keep his nightmares firmly at bay. It had been cruel torture for the blond to hold the sweet bronze body all night and keep his hands from roaming but it was just one of the things that he'd done for Iruka gladly, happy to be such an important figure in Iruka's world. Plus it wasn't like Iruka didn't give him anything. Since the first day he'd chatted with Iruka in basic he'd become less cynical and far more responsible. He would never have made sergeant if he hadn't met the brunet.

Iruka dropped his eyes and tentatively leaned in tighter to Genma's body. "I...I had a psych eval today. Just kinda wanted to be with someone."

With a deep, understanding sigh, Genma pulled Iruka's head to the crook of his neck and gently stroked the silky chocolate locks. "Oh, Kiddo," he whispered, his heart clenching as he thought about Iruka's story. "Oh, babe, are you sure you're okay?" He felt the nod of the brunet's head and tightened his hands on his friend's body. "Okay," he relaxed a little with Iruka safely in his arms, "alright. But you don't want us to go through this again, do you? You know I hate to do anything that puts our friendship at risk."

"I know..."

Genma winced at how sad Iruka's soft voice sounded and pressed his lips to the bronze forehead, smoothing his hand over the restrained, dark locks again. "Come on, let's go back to the barracks and lay down for a bit."

Kakashi watched the two walk away from his tent, his dirty mind racing with the image of both beautiful men on their knees in front of him, tongues and lips meeting as the two mouths lavished his cock with attention. Or Iruka's sexy full lips nipping hungrily at Genma's scuplted, muscular chest and neck as the blond rode his cock like the whore he was. A shiver of insane lust rushed though him as he thought about what a beautiful colour scale they made. He on one side, pale as a ghost with silver hair, Iruka on the other extreme with chocolate locks and cinnamon skin and his puppy in the middle with creamy, sun-kissed pink skin and sandy hair. Even though he'd cum three times today already he'd almost creamed his pants when Iruka had captured Genma's lips, the tiniest hint of tongue visible in the pleading embrace. 'Fuck, that's hot,' he thought as he palmed his erection through his pants. But he knew better than to think that fantasy could ever happen. Genma would probably try to kill him if he knew that he'd even touched Iruka. Seeing them now he wondered if it had been a good idea to mess with Iruka...and should he punish Genma for touching someone else even though it had been plutonic. First things first, he had to go jack off to try to get rid of his dirty thoughts.

Genma had led Iruka back to the barracks and pulled him into his arms when they'd lain down on his cot. Iruka had quickly stripped down to boxers before curling in tight to his best friend's body, relishing the safety he felt there. They talked softly to one another for twenty minutes, chuckling and smiling like they had hundreds of times before when the tan body went stiff as a board. Genma looked over his shoulder to see Tenzou glaring almost sadly at him from the door. He had to admit that it would be hard not to think they were lovers, the way their legs were entwined and Genma's hands were caressing Iruka's back. Tucking the chocolate head under his chin, Genma began to shush and sooth Iruka, glancing back at the lieutenant when Iruka had buried his face in his chest. He didn't know if he was daring Tenzou to say something or if he was reassuring the man of what exactly was going on but the older man didn't say a thing. He just climbed onto his bed and looked across the room at them solemnly. Eventually Genma had tucked Iruka into his own bunk and gently rejected the request to sleep with him. It was painful for him to hear Iruka so innocent and nervous, like he should have been when he was young but hadn't had a chance to be.

It had only been about forty-five minutes since lights out and Genma was extremely sore. From all his work and his two bouts with Kakashi today, his body was exhausted. He'd just started to drop off when tossing and whimpering could be heard from across the room. 'Fuck. Better go wake him up before it gets too bad.' It wasn't going to be as easy as it usually was though. It seemed the more severe the dream, the harder it was to get him to wake and tonight was going to be a very scary dream. He padded across the floor softly, catching Tenzou's gaze as he approached their bunk. He gave the man a soft nod but quickly knelt down when Iruka let out a wail of pain. He clapped a hand over the dark lips but the entire room was already awake and asking what was wrong.

"Hey, Kiddo, come on. It's just me. Open you're eyes and look at me, Iruka." If anything the brunet fought and screamed harder. "Shhhhh, come on, Iruka. It's just me. Just Gen. Wake up, babe."

Tenzou couldn't help but growl internally at Genma calling Iruka babe, but he quickly pushed those feelings away when he remembered his part in the pain Iruka was experiencing and the brunet's deep faith in Genma. He looked over at Kotetsu who was sitting up on his bunk with his arms wrapped around his knees, looking sadly down at his friend who was in serious emotional distress, his own emotions peeking through his stoic face.

"Someone get the lights," Tenzou called out to the room which was soon bathed in light. Tenzou couldn't help but peek over the edge of the bed to watch Genma calm the brunet. If he ever had to wake Iruka from another dream again he needed to see exactly what the the blond was doing.

Genma pinned one of Iruka's hands under his leg while the other was clawing at his shoulder. 'God I hope that doesn't leave a mark for Kakahsi to find,' he thought as he ran a hand through Iruka's hair tenderly.

"Hey, Kiddo. Remember that time in basic when we shaved the drill sergeant's mustache and taped it onto his head and then the next morning he totally freaked and the whole squad ended up doing that all day march without stopping? We all had blisters the size of pancakes but it was worth it. Remember that, Iruka?"

The tan face turned to the side and the brown eyes squeezed closed as Iruka wailed into his palm. Genma was getting worried now, maybe the evaluation had been harder on Iruka then it had seemed to be. The personal story almost always brought Iruka back to himself but the writhing man seemed almost inconsolable. There was one thing that always worked but he really hated to do it. It always made him feel uncomfortable and the whole barracks was watching.

Iruka screamed and wailed as he fought his attacker, his legs stinging where his stepfather had slashed them with a hunting knife. 'No! No, not again! Let go! I'll be good, just stop hurting me.' Suddenly a something was restraining his legs too and he panicked even more as a hand pressed down on his thigh.

Genma looked searchingly from Izumo to Kotetsu. Both men nodded and he knew what he had to do. He released the captured leg and gently cupped the side of the tan face. Slowly he lowered his head and removed his hand, sealing his lips over Iruka's trembling mouth.

The dark eyes from the top bunk widened in shock before narrowing in rage. Genma was supposed to be helping Iruka, not molesting him. All those things he'd said about his and Iruka's relationship seemed like lies as he watched Genma kiss the younger man tenderly. He crawled to the end of the bed and jumped down to the floor with a thump. "What the hell are you doing, Shiranui?" He stepped forward to wrench Genma off of when Izumo's voice halted him.

"Wait, Sir." Tenzou turned to Izumo who had jumped up grab his arm. "Just wait. This always works for the bad ones."

When he turned back to Iruka's bunk he was surprised to see that Iruka wasn't struggling anymore, just whimpering into the kiss pathetically. He watched as Genma stroked the chocolate hair tenderly and Iruka visibly calmed.

'He never kisses me. He's never gentle. This is a nightmare.' Consciousness slowly filtered back into Iruka's mind as he felt the mouth pull off of him and he looked up into the kind eyes of his friend. "Gen?" he whispered hoarsely, relieved when he received a gentle smile in return.

"Yeah, Kiddo. It's just me." When Iruka launched himself into his arms Genma smiled sadly into the dark hair and held the shaking frame tight to his chest.

"Oh god, Gen. It was so real! It was so real, oh god, don't let him hurt me," Iruka mewled into his neck. Genma closed his eyes and ran a hand over Iruka's decimated back.

"Shhh, babe. You're safe. Old wounds and bad memories. That's all they are now. He's dead, remember? He's been dead for years. There's just you and me here, right?"

The watery chocolate orbs pulled back and locked on Genma's hazel eyes and the tan face nodded. "Okay then. Let's get you a drink of water and go back to bed." Genma pulled Iruka up with him and they moved towards the center of the room.

"Gen...I know I said I wouldn't ask again but could I sleep in your bed with you? Just for tonight? I promise it won't..."

They halted as Iruka went rigid in Genma's arm. He followed Iruka's gaze to where Tenzou stood at the end of the bed and realized what was happening as Iruka slid along the bunk behind them and searched wildly for an exit.

"No...stay away!" The lieutenant had the sense to back away at Iruka's words but the brunet was already slipping back into his delusion. Genma saw the caged animal look in his friend's eyes and tried to say something to calm him but the brunet took off for the door.

"SOMEBODY GRAB HIM!" he cried, knowing how fast the medic could run and not wanting to have to chase him through the desert in the middle of the night. Luckily Neji had anticipated the move and wrapped his arms around Iruka's hips and brought the once again panicked man to the floor. Genma and Asuma rushed to Iruka's side as the brunet wiggled out of Neji's grip and scrambled backwards till his back hit one of the bunks. Asuma and Neji grabbed his arms when instructed to by Genma and held the terrified brunet against the bed frame in a sitting position, amazed at how strong the panicked body was as he pulled against their grips.

Genma kneeled down and very slowly moved toward Iruka. "Iruka? Kiddo, look at me. Who am I?"

Confused brown eyes locked on him and and the chocolate head cocked to the side. "Gen?"

"That's right, Kiddo. Now who are they?"

Iruka looked to his left and right at the men holding his arms then back at the blond. "Neji and Sergeant Sarutobi."

"Good, now who is he?" Genma pointed to Tenzou who was watching the scene with a despondent look on his face. Iruka immediately began to thrash but Genma gripped his chin and forced him to look into his hazel eyes. "NO! Enough, Iruka. Open your eyes and tell me who he is. Sir, come here."

Tenzou walked part way across the room but stopped when the brunet began to writhe and scream like someone was killing him. He watched sadly as the little body he wanted so badly to comfort thrashed wildly against the two men who were holding him. Iruka would have to go home if this was going to happen every time they saw one another. Maybe it was for the best. It would be hard on the platoon and even the company to lose such a good medic but he had to admit that the idea that Iruka wouldn�t have to learn what war was all about was something of a comfort to him. He sighed and started turning away when Genma's voice called out to him.

"Just kneel down but don't leave. We need to settle this." Tenzou dropped to a crouch and nervously watched Genma try to bring Iruka back to reality. 'Come on, Iruka. Please stop looking at me like that. You're breaking my heart.'

Genma gripped the side of Iruka's face gently but firmly. "Would I let someone hurt you like that? He's gone, Iruka. You have to stop letting him fuck with your head. You're stronger than he is, you always were. Now who is that man?" Genma pointed to the lieutenant again and the brown eyes followed his gesture until they landed on Tenzou's concerned face.

Fear gripped him again but now that he wasn't looking up at the man in front of him, something about him was much less scary. The dark eyes were loaded with kindness and sympathy and there was an underlying feeling of remorse about the man. He blinked his eyes and shook his head when the mental image began to dissolve before his eyes and instead of his stepfather a sad looking man was staring back at him, navy eyes imploring him to remember who he was. It was only then that he realized that Genma was speaking to him.

"Who is he, Iruka? Tell me his name."

Iruka looked at the man again, this time seeing things clearly. "Tenzou," he finally whispered and the tension in the room drained immediately and utter relief washed over lieutenant Daiki's face.

Genma flopped to the floor, grunting when a jolt of pain rushed up his spine, his ass still a bit sore from his intimate encounter with the wine bottle. "Let him go. He's alright, let him go." He looked around the room at the men who were gaping down at all of them and quickly snapped back into his sergeant roll. "Alright, privates, back in your bunks. Come on, it's over." Turning back to Iruka he watched his friend stare in shock at the man he'd been terrified of just minutes ago and helped pull the brunet to his feet.

"It's just the lieutenant, right? Are you okay?" Iruka nodded as Tenzou stood as well. Seeing the embarrassment and a touch of regret on Iruka's face Genma clapped the brunet on the shoulder reassuringly. "It's okay, right sir? We're just glad to have you back." The lieutenant nodded but flinched when Iruka's brown eyes dropped to the floor and he shuffled his feet nervously.

"I'm sorry, sir. I don't know what happened."

Out of reflex Tenzou reached out to lift Iruka's chin, hesitating when he was just inches from the bronze face. But to his surprise, Genma nodded and turned his body to give the officer some privacy, still leaving his hand on Iruka's shoulder. Reaching out again, Tenzou ran the tips of his fingers through Iruka's hair. "It's alright, Private. Are you alright? Do you need something?" Iruka just shook his head, his eyes wandering over Tenzou's face. Their gazes held for a minute before Tenzou resumed getting the men to settle down.

"Is he mad at me?" Iruka asked in a small voice making Genma turn back around.

"No, he's not mad at you. He's probably more relieved than he's been all day. Now come on, you must be exhausted after all that. Hop back in bed and try to get some sleep."

Tenzou had heard what Iruka had asked Genma and it stung, 'of course I'm not mad at you, Iruka,' his mind screamed to reply. He had to give Kiba a good shove to get him to move from his slack jawed staring. As he stepped away he heard the deep slow voice of Shino hiss at Kiba "What the fuck is wrong with you, are you trying to get me in trouble, dip shit?" Tenzou had to smirk at that. When everyone except Genma and Iruka where back in bed there was still a hum of chatter in the room. "That enough men. I understand you have had a very exciting day but it is time to shut up and let it absorb into your minds. If you are talking you are not thinking. Now shut up and think or sleep, those are your only choices." With that the room was silent.

Tenzou walked over to the wash up station where Genma and Iruka where. "You doing okay, Kiddo?" Tenzou found himself to be nervous using the nickname Genma gave him, would it be accepted or would he be...

"I'm feeling much better, thank you Sir," Iruka said in a soft voice. Tenzou smiled 'accepted'.

The three walked back to their bunks and before Tenzou hoped back up to his he looked Iruka in the eye "Iruka, I'm not mad at you. I never have been. Just very concerned. Now try and get some rest, we'll be here for you if you should need us." With that he climbed onto his bunk.

Genma tucked Iruka into his cot when he was settled he brushed the hair from his friend's face. "Genma, please sleep here with me tonight" Iruka asked very quietly.

Genma stroked his friends cheek "I'm not in charge of this barracks Iruka and the way this one is run... I just don't think it would be right to do here. You have Izumo on one side of you, Pearl on the other, I'm watching from right across the walk and you have a badass lieutenant above you, all of us willing to do what ever it take to keep our friend safe. He gave a quick kiss to Iruka's nose and moved away to climb into his own bunk. "Get some sleep, Kiddo."

Tenzou stared at the cloth ceiling, thinking of all the pain he had caused that day and his heart became heavy once again. "Please let tomorrow be a better day," he whispered, then coughed as a cloud of smoke drifted over to him "For FUCK's sake, Asuma, do you even smoke in your sleep?"

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