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German Roulette	By : YamanashiOchinashiIminashi Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1185 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER FOUR

Kakashi fell onto his bed with a heavy sigh. It's been a long day. Orochimaru had been arrested and put through psychiatric examination. Soon he would be court-martial for killing his aide-de-camp and Kakashi was to be the main witness in the case. Umino's presence at the place of event was merely noticed. The fact of carnal abuse wasn't even mentioned (It has been told but not written down). Kakashi was about to immediately accede Orochimaru's position which meant the promotion.

None of those things was currently on his mind. He could hardly even go through all those formalities with his mind focused on just one thing – the image of Major Umino with his wet hair scattered around his tanned face and his huge brown eyes full of… everything. He still couldn't believe that he had just went in there, to the General's office, and forced his entry. He didn't even think about the consequences or possible course of action. He just had to go there and see Iruka. He didn't really think of saving him from potential oppression. He just burst into that office to see him and what he saw seemed to be forever imprinted on the back of his eyelids. Every time he closed his eyes he saw the same thing – Iruka's parted lips, spread legs and wet hair…

Disturbing emotions that this image caused were like a slow torture for the German officer. He shouldn't think like that about another male. He definitely shouldn't think such things about the other German soldier! And Iruka wasn't just any soldier! He was a high ranked officer like himself. Iruka was smart and he definitely deserved his high position in the German Army. He wasn't someone to be toyed with.

Kakashi wondered if he was any different from the disgusting snake! It was an awful feeling. Was Kakashi becoming something that he never wanted to be, something that he loathed his whole life? He was one of the first members of Hitlerjugend and he was raised by his father knowing what is right and what is completely unacceptable. When he was older he realized how messed up everything really was and that most of people actually do bad things everyday, but it didn't change the fact that HE was going to be different from others. He wanted to be strong and perfect.

To be strong he needed to have no distractions and no weaknesses. Feelings were nothing more than a weakness and distraction. He should be drained of all emotions and feelings. For his 13th birthday his father gave him a dog. The animal became Kakashi's best friend. Three years later his father gave him a gun and told him that he needs to kill the dog to prove that he's a man. Kakashi cried but did as he was told. The gun was his birthday present. After that he had no emotions and no feelings.

He was strong. His father had committed a suicide two months later. He feet guilty of something and couldn't stand that. His father was weak but Kakashi hoped he wouldn't make the same mistake.

He was strong… until now.

Normally in a situation like that Orochimaru would be dead before he even touched his gun. Kakashi was faster than him, much faster! But his mind was filled with the images of a tanned skin and wet hair and that was all that his mind was able to comprehend at that moment. He could die there distracted like that! It was a miracle that everything went as smoothly as it did. There were dozens of things that could go wrong and bring death upon Iruka or him. He had this feeling when he looked into Iruka's eyes for the first time - the feeling of unavoidable end. He should have never see this man again… and ever at all.

Kakashi knew that the image of molested and wet Iruka won't let him fall asleep so he decided to take some sleeping pills.

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"Oh man, this is so troublesome... I didn't know what to do when the General had taken you with him. When I saw Hatake I thought that if I suggest that his boss could get himself into some troubles than maybe he would try to stop him from attacking you. And that's exactly what he did, but I never thought that he would act so… drastic."

Shikamaru was still shaking. He felt guilty for leaving Iruka with the pervert and now when everything was alright and the stress was slowly leaving him he was somehow on the verge of tears. He needed a cigarette.

"I'm so sorry, Iruka… I'm sorry."

Iruka wasn't actually paying attention. He was still trying to calm down. He wanted to take a shower. He needed to clean himself from the bad memories. He was still scared and outraged. How could anyone treat him like that? What was Orochimaru thinking? How dare he kiss Iruka on the lips? Why did he start shooting? Had he lost his mind? What would happen if Kakashi didn't come? Would he dare to rape Iruka? And why did he shoot at Kakashi? How could he? How dare he? And why did Kakashi help him? Why did he risk his position and even his life for the sake of someone he hardly knew and didn't even like? It was confusing… But it didn't really matter. For Iruka the only thing that counted was the fact that Kakashi had saved him.

"He saved me…"

Shikamaru looked at his friend. "Yes, he did. I guess I should thank him… even if he did that just to get this promotion."

"What promotion?" Iruka was confused.

"I already told you, Kakashi is going to replace Orochimaru…"

Iruka didn't know why but it hurt. Kakashi used him and his uncomfortable situation for his advantage! Iruka was angry and disappointed and he wanted to cry.

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There was no Orochimaru this time. There was only him and Iruka – wet and tempting, sitting on a bed. Kakashi put his white hand into Iruka's dark messy hair. It was wet but still soft and silky and it smelled of rain. Kakashi leaned closer and put his knee between Iruka's legs. Iruka gave a start of surprise but Kakashi only smiled. He pushed the smaller man onto the bed and looked down on him. He could feel his growing erection. He rubbed it through the material of his breeches. It felt good. Iruka was looking at him with wide eyes and parted lips. Kakashi knew what would feel even better. He unbuttoned his trousers. Hungry brown eyes were devouring the view in front of them.

Suddenly Kakashi was on top of Iruka and they were naked. Their erections were rubbing against each other slowly and swiftly. It felt so fucking great. Kakashi moved his hips faster. Iruka was protesting and trying to push Kakashi off of him. Kakashi held his arms and hid his face in the crook of Iruka's neck. The smell of tanned wet skin was overwhelming. Kakashi let go of Iruka's arms and put his hands down to spread Iruka's thighs. The other man was still weakly struggling but Kakashi was stronger and easily forced the legs apart. He could feel the sweat covering Iruka's whole body as he slid his right hand along the tanned thigh from Iruka's knee straight to the crevice between his buttocks…

It was pitiful… to have a wet dream and come before anything actually happened. Those pills that he had taken were useless. They put him to sleep but those dreams were waking him every ten minutes. How was it even possible to dream so many dreams in just one hour? It's been four days since he found Iruka with Orochimaru and he was still waking to this dream few times every night. Fuck the sleeping pills. He needed to do something about that or he would die from exhaustion.

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It was another rainy morning. Iruka entered his office with a mug of hot coffee in his hand. He was tired. He couldn't sleep or even relax. He was constantly irritated and he couldn't concentrate on his work.

"Hey, Iruka, would you like to have lunch with me?"

"No, Shika, thank you, but I'm not hungry."

Oh, and he couldn't eat too! It was hopeless. He took the stack of envelopes from his desk and started to look through the mail. Among the many telegrams and letters he found a single white envelope with his name on it. Inside was a ticket. Iruka wasn't at the theatre since the last November when the main Opera House had been destroyed. This play was going to be performed in The Theater des Westens. He would love to go… Iruka looked at the calendar on the wall.

"…It's today…"

He looked at the seat number. It was number two, so he would seat between two people and he would have no idea which one of them had sent him a ticket. Should he go or just throw it away? What if it was one of those women that pursued him every day? It was possible, but it could also be some tricky way to meet one of his contacts… But then Shika would know about it and he would surely tell Iruka… It was confusing. After battling with his thoughts for several hours he decided that it was better to show up and check than not to.

Oh, how he hated this rich crowd, those fat women dressed in furs and fat men with their fat wallets filled with money gained from this awful war. He was glad that shaking hands had been replaced by this ridiculous roman salute. Thanks to that he didn't have to touch their hands washed with a soap made of some poor Jewish people.

Iruka heard someone elaborating on why it would be great if the war lasted for two more years. Oh how he would love to see them all in the frontline, surrounded by gunshots, explosions, death, blood, dirt, pain, hunger and all that madness and THEN listen to their opinion on the subject. But meantime he would smile and make small talks about music, opera, politic and other pointless things. He personally knew most of the elite citizens of Berlin and he knew he wouldn't be able to avoid meeting some of them at the theater. He spotted mayor Steeg and his wife accompanied by his two friends, both with their daughters that Iruka would rather not see ever again. He had met them at the celebration of Hitler's birthday few months ago and still couldn't repress bad memories.

There was still a lot of time to the spectacle. Iruka wanted to take his seat and wait there peacefully for anything that was about to happen but some people still managed to stop him in the hall and force him into some pointless and unnerving conversations. Maybe he shouldn't have come here. He was just wasting time in this place and he could already feel an upcoming headache.

When he had finally reached his seat he wasn't surprised to find both neighboring seats still unoccupied. He sat down and waited patiently for anything interesting to happen. He wondered if his contact would appear before the spectacle or in the middle of it. He closed his eyes enjoying the sound of instruments being tuned. He loved opera and he had been very pleasantly surprised seeing the ticket in his mail. He was going to enjoy the show… until someone said:

"Umino… It's interesting to see you here. Are you stalking me even in my free time when I simply try to spend some time with my FIANCE!"

Iruka looked up expecting to see a cold one-eyed glare that never failed to bring a shiver down his spine. He was surprised to see an amused look on the other man's face (or more like in his single visible eye). He stood up stiffly and raised his right hand murmuring "Heil Hitler…"

He would be polite and he would ignore everything that this man did to piss him off. He wouldn't let this asshole to spoil his evening. He was going to enjoy the spectacle! And he was also going to completely ignore the fact that Kakashi had just called this… this… woman at his side his fiancé. Iruka's hands were shaking. Why was he so nervous?

Kakashi slowly looked around and then pointedly at the empty seat beside Iruka.

"And what happened to your company, Major? She changed her mind?"

Iruka gritted his teeth. It was hard to stay calm with this man around. To say that he was angry would be an understatement.

"Gertrude, please meet Major Iruka Umino. Major, this is Gertrude Klauser, general's Fromm private secretary."

For some reason Kakashi just couldn't call her his fiancé again. They've met at this huge celebration of Hitler's birthday few months ago and since then this woman had been constantly pursuing him. He tried to ignore her advances but she never gave up, and often talked about them like they were a couple. When Kakashi had finally decided that he just had to see Iruka and came up with this whole 'opera meeting' plan he knew he couldn't go to the Opera alone. He didn't want to be seen alone with Iruka. He needed a woman to accompany him and Fromm's secretary seemed to be a perfect choice since everyone thought that they're dating anyway but… Somehow, seeing her irritatingly happy face at the moment he already wished he would invite anyone else.

"I'm pleased to meet you, miss Klauser."

Iruka felt a cold sweat on his forehead seeing this woman's icy look. She sneaked her arms possessively around Kakashi's elbow and tried to pull him away.

"Kakashi, let's go already!" It was HER night. She finally managed to go out with her love and she wasn't going to share with anyone! Especially not with some soldier! They had him at the Head Quarters all day!

To Iruka's frustration Kakashi didn't move an inch.

"But our seats are right here…"

The woman frowned and didn't move for a moment. She fixed Iruka with another glare and then looked at Kakashi again. He gestured the seat beside Iruka, the one further from the passageway. She moved quickly and 'accidently' stepping on Iruka's feet with her high heels she took a seat right next to Iruka muttering some insincere apology. For a moment there Kakashi looked really lost to the point that it would probably make Iruka smile if he wasn't so angry, frustrated and depressed at the moment.

"Gertrude, I'm afraid I can't let you seat right next to THIS man. I don't want him to use you for his dirty ways to mess with me. Move to the next seat!"

Kakashi's tone was sharp and the woman knew that there was no place for arguing. She stood up and moved to the next chair. Kakashi took the vacant seat between hers and Iruka's and tried not to fidget. The lights went off a second later and the show begun.

Even with the loud music filling the heavy darkness Iruka could hear, or maybe feel, Kakashi's breathing. His presence right beside Iruka was impossible to ignore. It was so overwhelming that Iruka couldn't think about anything else. There was no scene, no actors and no music, only him and the other man in the darkness.

So far, so good, Kakashi was definitely satisfied. For a moment there he was about to lose his composure but he had actually surprised himself! When Gertruda sat beside Iruka his blood boiled. He was fighting the urge to grab the woman and shake her. What was she thinking? Did she find Iruka attractive? No, he wasn't her type and she was clearly showing her dislike toward the tanned man. Then what was her point? It didn't matter. Kakashi managed to fix the situation and he was finally sitting beside Iruka. When he was buying those tickets few days earlier he was wondering why was he going to such an extend to see Umino? What was he hoping to achieve? All those questions evaporated instantly from his mind the moment he saw the brunette. Iruka was sitting alone in his seat with his eyes closed and he was listening to the sounds of the tuned instruments. He seemed to really enjoy his time and Kakashi felt his lips forming a slight smile at the thought that he had actually chosen something to Umino's liking.

He felt the urge to turn his head a bit to look at Iruka's face but he knew that the younger man would notice. He didn't want to be caught staring. He would never live it down if Iruka realized what's on his mind.

Something tugged on Kakashi's sleeve and he hesitantly turned toward the woman sitting next to him. He was a bit surprised to see her. He had already managed to completely forget that she was there at all. He leaned to the side to hear her and she used this opportunity to grab his neck and pull him even closer. Her lips were brushing his ear as she whispered her pointless pleads.

"Darling, I'm bored, let's get out for a few minutes, please."

"No way!" Kakashi couldn't believe it. It was an opera, not a movie!

In the corner of his eye Iruka saw Kakashi leaning toward his… fiancé. Of course they weren't able to behave even in the place like this! They were disturbing his perception of the show! They had no decency, no respect for art or… anything! It was outrageous and disgusting! Iruka was infuriated! He had enough. No one came to give him any secret messages and with a chief of Gestapo sitting next to him it was unlikely that the messenger would try to approach him. He would love to stay and enjoy the spectacle but in this circumstances he just couldn't! Should he leave right away? No, it would be rude. He would have to wait until the interlude. He needed to get out of there…

Kakashi could somehow feel Iruka's discomfort. For a moment he was afraid that the Major would flee but he didn't. Of course he didn't. He was too polite to do something like that. Kakashi wondered why Iruka even cared. When Kakashi had called Gertrude his fiancé he sought for any sign of jealousy in his brown eyes. He still wasn't sure if he had found any or was it just his wishful thinking. Damn, this man would be the death of him… He was like a disease, a deadly virus that infected Kakashi's thoughts since their first meeting. What should he do with it? The most logical choice would be to get rid of the source…

Kakashi moved slightly pretending that he was just trying to find some more comfortable position and turned his head a bit so he could see Iruka in the corner of his eye. His breath hitched. In the darkness of the opera building all he could see was a pair of shiny ambers that were Iruka's eyes. Kakashi's body moved forward and his hand gripped the armrest between him and the Abwehr's Major. Iruka looked him in the eye and the time stopped just like the other day in the Abwehr's HQ. But this time the visions from his dreams assaulted his mind. He really was sick. Iruka was a virus. He needed to kill him before he would become a victim. He would squeeze this long fragile neck and watch life leaving this sinful body.

He wondered if Iruka was reading his intentions from his eye. They had a connection so he was pretty sure that Iruka could read him like an open book. If that was the case then he knew! Iruka knew that Kakashi was obsessing over him. He knew that he wanted to rape him. He knew that Kakashi wanted to kill him! What now? There was no putting this matter aside anymore. It was now or never. He needed to get rid of the solemn reason of all of his problems. If there was no Iruka he would be at peace, he would be strong and he could finally sleep and eat…

He would do it tonight.

TBC.
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