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Scars
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes
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A/N: My apologies, dear readers, for the length of this part, but I couldn't find a reasonable place to split it without the last part being TINY. So, alas, it's rather long. Thank you again for reading and I hope you enjoy it!

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Kakashi had heard plenty. It bothered him more than a little bit to hear them discuss him that way. Despite their assertions, he knew he was responsible. But what got to him beyond that was to hear them talk about their own failures. Kakashi had been pretty sure he cornered the market on that kind of thing. Oh, he knew everyone screwed up, but not to his epic proportion.

And really, neither of them had screwed up, as far as he could see. But he guessed they were right about that much -- it�s harder to see their own situations than it is to see others.

He crossed the floor, still mostly naked from his bath and took a seat on his futon. He picked up his now-cool tea, pulled down his mask without a word and sipped at it. He glanced over at the other two, then back at his cup. Shikamaru and Genma were both paying close attention to the fire, patently ignoring his face. And something about that really got to him in a good way, that they didn�t try to see, even though he�d done it so they could look, if they wanted to. He drank his tea down and pulled the mask back up, setting the cup aside.

Genma caught the movement out of the corner of his eyes, and turned to the copy nin. The look in the visible eye was still very close to dead and he wished again that the other man would allow him to help. But he knew that if he asked again, he�d just get turned down.

But maybe that was the key. Maybe the other man just needed a push. Gen glanced at Shikamaru and caught his eye. He sent a pointed look at Kakashi, then shifted his eyes again to the shadow nin. Shika�s brows went up and the younger man glanced at the copy nin, then back.

Genma checked Kakashi again to make sure the sharingan was still closed, then mouthed, "Help me" to Shikamaru. The younger man gave an almost imperceptible nod, and Genma let go of the breath he didn�t know he was holding. He turned toward Kakashi and calling on his training, moved as fast as he could so that one second he was on his futon and a few later, he was behind the copy nin, holding onto the other man�s wrists.

Shikamaru, meanwhile, moved much faster than either of the other two men would have thought possible for the lazy man. He, too, had gone from his futon to the floor in front of the copy nin in just a few seconds.

Kakashi looked over his shoulder at Genma with a raised eyebrow. Genma met his gaze and leaned in to the other man�s ear. "Let us help you, Kakashi."

"I don�t need your help," the copy nin maintained.

Genma shook his head. "You don�t want it," he corrected. "But you need it, whether you think you do or not. There�s a distinct difference between the two. You�re not the same person you were all those years ago."

Kakashi�s jaw worked as he stared at the other man. His gaze shifted to the shadow nin who was still kneeling in front of him. He considered simply pulling his arms out, but he knew that, despite the unassuming appearance, Gen had plenty of strength and was perfectly capable of making things difficult if he tried to fight. And he didn�t really want to hurt his friend, especially with the other man�s injury, regardless of how pissed he currently was.

The younger man looked quite a bit less sure of his position than Gen did, but he had a rather determined look about him, too. He wondered at that, at the perpetually lazy man who suddenly looked quite a bit less so. What had he, Kakashi, looked like to bring something like that out in the other man?

Genma transferred his friend�s wrists to one hand, then reached into the pack on the floor next to him. He felt past the ever-present book and found the small bundle of chakra wire he knew would be there. He pulled it out triumphantly and started unravelling it.

Kakashi watched it all with a sort of detached fascination, unable, for the moment, to believe they were doing this to him.

For him? He wondered. He didn�t really doubt that Genma had the best of intentions, even if the manner in which he was going about it was less than appreciated. He closed his eye and tried to relax against the wire as it was wrapped around his wrists while he worked to figure out what to do.

When Gen had tied it off, he met Shikamaru�s eyes over Kakashi�s shoulder. The younger man gave a slight nod and bent to the copy nin�s chest, dropping light kisses and bites over the skin. Genma pulled the headband off of the silver head, then leaned in and added his own nibbles and tastes to the exposed ear and neck. A suppressed moan escaped the copy-nin�s throat and Genma managed to keep from smiling.

Kakashi sucked in a breath when there was a particularly sharp nip to his shoulder. He fought himself, fought the sensations. He didn�t need this, didn�t want it, didn�t want to feel. It was better if he didn�t, more... right, somehow.

But they were insistent and when Genma whispered in his ear, his breath hitched. "You feel like you failed, Kakashi, like we all do. But it shouldn�t keep you from simple things. Things like this, like just feeling." Gen�s hands ghosted over his skin and he briefly fought with the wire, struggling against it.

"Don�t," Genma warned in a sharp voice and for reasons Kakashi couldn�t have described in that moment, he found himself reacting to the command, not wanting to fight, not wanting to struggle. He frowned at the thought and pushed it away, but he did, in fact, still. Genma hummed when he did so and Kakashi felt himself reacting to that as much as he had the order to stop fighting.

He didn�t understand himself in that moment, why he�d give in. He�d been fighting this very thing for years. Obito�s face flashed through his head and he swallowed hard at the image. "He�s gone," Genma whispered almost as if he could read the copy nin�s mind. "You�re alive and you�re allowed to live. You didn�t fail him, despite what you may think. And in the end, he wouldn�t want you denying yourself."

Genma paused to switch sides, his fingers threading through the silver hair. He nipped along the other man�s neck, nibbled on an ear. He stopped briefly to watch Shikamaru�s hand slide up along Kakashi�s leg and resisted the smirk at the tent that was forming under the copy nin�s towel. He bit once more at the skin in front of him instead, then pulled back to speak again.

"There�s nothing wrong with feeling, Kakashi. Let it go; let yourself have this." One hand slid around to Kakashi�s chest to pinch lightly at a nipple. Kakashi gasped and, despite himself, a low moan escaped. "Yes," Gen murmured and the tone of voice -- the approval in it -- sent that feeling through Kakashi again and he swallowed around a suddenly dry throat.

Genma pinched at the other nipple, earning himself another moan from behind the mask, then pulled his hands back when Shikamaru bent and took one into his mouth. This time the sound was much louder.

Genma, himself, was getting aroused again. He pulled away long enough to remove his towel and toss it aside, then he sat back against Kakashi again. His cock was already half hard and the sounds that were coming from his friend were getting to him. He leaned into Kakashi, brushing his dick along the other man�s skin to show the copy nin just what this all was doing for him and Kakashi moaned quietly in response.

Shikamaru glanced up at them then continued his path down along the copy nin�s body. He paused at the towel, then sat back briefly. Kakashi watched the younger man pull the towel off that was wrapped around the shadow nin�s waist and his sharingan eye opened almost of its own volition. Before he realized he�d done it, the image of the very sexy, very naked man in front of him was burned onto his brain.

Shikamaru may have been lazy, but he was still a shinobi and he was built like one. Slender, yet as young as he still was, he was defined, too. There was a light dusting of dark hair trailing along his lower stomach down to the cock that was hard and heavy between his legs. Kakashi�s own dick twitched at the sight and hardened the rest of the way.

The younger man knelt again, straddling one of Kakashi�s legs and reached for the copy nin�s own towel. Then it was gone and Kakashi raised an eyebrow at the slight smirk on Shika�s face. "Silver. I wondered," he murmured. The older man blinked at him, then glanced over his shoulder at the chuckle from Genma.

He didn�t have time to think too much about it because those lips were on him again. Two sets of them, driving him insane. They were teasing and tormenting him with enough to make him want - something he didn�t want to do - but not enough to make him stop thinking.

He must have let a grunt out because Gen bit down slightly then, hard enough to cause slight pain. Kakashi moaned at that and that got him another one of those pleased sounds from Gen. He wanted to think that through, figure out why that sound - the sound of approval - did that for him, but he couldn�t concentrate enough to do so.

"You�re so close to letting go, Kashi. I know you can," Gen whispered into his ear and the copy nin closed his eyes briefly at the words. No! He mentally shouted. He wasn�t going to give in.

Why? His inner-self asked him. Why aren�t you allowed this? What does it really do? Does it bring back Obito? Will it change what happened?

He knew the answers to these questions, knew what the right way was to go. But still, he struggled. Obito�s face came to mind again and this time, it was the image of the other man as they were having sex. It was the closed eyes, sweat-dampened hair, and look of pure bliss. Then it morphed and instead of a face, he heard the voice. "Hey, Kakashi... think I�ll be less clumsy when I finally get Rin to go out with me? Maybe we can practice kissing. What do you think?"

At that precise moment, a warm mouth enclosed his cock and his ability to think and reason finally deserted him. He groaned loudly and struggled against the wire again, but this time, it wasn�t to stop what was happening.

"Kakashi," Gen said in warning, but Kakashi opened his eyes - both of them - and looked up at Genma. He fought the reaction to the censure in Gen�s voice and instead concentrated on what he wanted -- no, needed... and that was to do his own touching.

"Gen..." he whispered and Genma must have seen something in his eyes that told him what he wanted. Genma leaned over, pulled a kunai from Kakashi�s pack and sliced through the wire. He rubbed at the other man�s wrists gently then the copy nin reached up and pulled his mask down. One of his hands went to Shikamaru�s head, fingers threading through the thick brown hair and the other was lifted to Genma to pull the assassin closer.

Despite himself, Genma stared. He didn�t want to, tried to look away from the handsome face, but Kakashi put a finger under his chin when he started to turn and pulled him back. "It�s okay," the copy nin whispered, then leaned over and started his own kissing along Gen�s neck.

Genma moaned. He�d been able to keep himself calm and fairly detached while he was the one orchestrating things. But being on the receiving end shifted it and he struggled to keep his own head when one of the other man�s hands started sliding over his body.

They broke apart when Shikamaru sucked a little harder and Kakashi grunted at it. He tugged on the younger man to pull him closer and Shika sat up, looking up at the older man. He considered Shikamaru for a brief second, watched the lazy eyes widen slightly, then he pulled the other man in and captured the talented lips.

A small sound loosed from the shadow nin, a sound of pleasure, of want and one of his hands threaded through the silver hair as the arm around him tightened. Kakashi�s own sounds got louder when Genma started nipping at his skin again. He poured his efforts into the kiss with the younger man, triend not to let out the nearly twenty years of suppressed need and want but they came out anyway and he was surprised when Shika simply took it all in.

He felt the other set of hands slide away and he pulled back from the shadow nin to look over at Genma. The assassin had leaned back and was moving away. Kakashi couldn�t read the expression on his friend�s face precisely, but he could definitely make out a mix of rejection and hurt. He held out a hand toward the other man. "Gen?"

Genma shook his head, waving toward Shikamaru. "He�s what you need, Kashi," Genma whispered and Kakashi glanced at the younger man. Shika raised an eyebrow and glanced over at the assassin. Kakashi made a decision that, for once, he would never come to regret.

He turned back to his friend and shook his head. "I need you, too," he said in a low voice and watched the surprise form on Genma�s face. "Come back," he whispered and, after a pause and a swallow, Genma smiled and crawled back over to him.

Kakashi didn�t examine the relief he felt at it, didn�t spend time working through the feeling that Genma�s smile caused. He pushed those things off and, instead, concentrated on giving to the two men working so hard to help him. He paused long enough to pull his mask off completely then he bent and kissed his way along Genma�s neck.

He�d heard the conversation earlier, the comments about kissing. He didn�t understand it, per se, but he would respect it. Maybe, just maybe, they could all help each other. Maybe, if things went right for once, the road home wouldn�t just lead them back to the village, but it might just start them on the path to healing, too.

He felt a breath shudder through his friend�s body, heard a quiet moan when he nipped at skin and recognized the feeling that slid through him for what it was. He liked pleasing this man, liked doing for his friend, liked making him feel good. His sexual encounters - what there was of them, had been short, fast and only ever about the physical. And maybe that�s why he�d never sought them out. None of this - the care, the giving, had been part of it.

He turned again and gave once more to the younger man still straddling one leg, nibbling and kissing his skin. One talented hand had moved down and encircled his cock and Kakashi gasped out a breath at the feel. He hadn�t been this aroused in years, maybe ever. He�d been too nervous with Obito to do much and since then, he hadn�t spent the time.

He lost track, then, of lips and hands, had no idea what belonged to whom. There were kisses and nibbles, strokes of his cock, brushes of fingers over his balls and all he wanted was more. All he could think about was giving back.

Then he felt a hard cock against his own and he moaned loudly. Genma and Shikamaru had switched places somewhere along the way. The younger man was against his back, arms around him, fingers playing with his nipples. Genma was straddling him, rocking into him, their arousals rubbing, the feel incredible.

Genma�s fingers threaded through his hair, Shika�s hands ghosted over his back, lips following in their wake and he moaned again. He kissed and nipped at the chest in front of his face, then looked up at his friend. "Want to taste you," he whispered and Genma smiled. Kakashi glanced over his shoulder and met Shika�s lips in a long, thorough kiss before turning back to the assassin.

Gen laid back and watched as the other man kissed a path along his body. He�d seen the struggle in his friend to give in, paid attention to the things that Kakashi had responded to and he used them now. He let out a pleased moan and saw the shiver in the other man when he did.

And then his cock was enclosed in a warm mouth and he had a hard time thinking at all. Kakashi didn�t have a lot of talent, but he more than made up for it in enthusiasm, in the need to give and please. Genma groaned loudly when the other man had swallowed him completely. "Oh fuck, Kashi... Nngh..." He closed his eyes and gave himself over to the feel.

Kakashi put his effort into giving to the man under him, briefly forgetting the youngest of them. Until, that is, he felt the lips move over his ass, hands sliding along his skin again. He let his own moan out and was rewarded with a gasp from Genma over it. Then he felt the tongue tease along his ass and he nearly lost his mind.

He pulled off of the other man�s cock and grunted a low "Fuck."

He heard a quiet, happy hum behind him that made him feel just like the ones from Gen did, then a lazy voice. "Don�t forget him," it reminded the copy nin and then the tongue was back. Kakashi fought hard to concentrate on his friend and put his energy into pleasuring the other man, but it was difficult at best. He�d never had this done to him and it felt... fucking amazing.

He grunted when the tongue pushed gently on the muscle and he forced himself to take Genma back into his mouth. He got lost somewhere in the sensations pouring through him. The incredible sounds coming out of Genma, the amazing feel of the tongue on -- in him, were making him crazy. His cock was dripping, his body straining, wanting and needing like he�d never before felt.

"Oh God, Kashi," Genma moaned when he eased back, just sucking on the tip and his own dick twitched hard in response. He worked to concentrate harder on the other man, wanted to hear his friend come. And, gratefully, at that moment, Shikamaru backed up. He focused more, sucking a little harder on the flesh in his mouth and pulling a louder grunt from the assassin.

But the reprieve was only brief. A moment later, he heard a click that he initially ignored, then he felt a finger at his ass. He pulled back again and glanced over his shoulder, both of his eyes meeting deep brown ones. They held there a moment, suspended.

He hadn�t bottomed since Obito. The few times he�d fucked over the years, he�d done the fucking. Somewhere inside him, he knew that it was probably silly. Somewhere down there, he knew that he needed to do that to really start the healing process but he wasn�t sure if he was ready to do that or not.

But Shikamaru wasn�t pushing, wasn�t doing anything but waiting. He knelt there, behind Kakashi, watching the copy nin�s reaction. Kakashi swallowed and sat up, turning to the younger man. He considered the shadow nin, his mind going in a million different directions. Could he? He�d already taken other steps that night, he�d already done so much that he�d sworn he never would again.

So why not?

But as he thought through it, he knew he couldn�t. He didn�t know why, he just knew he wasn�t quite ready for it. He could admit that much. He just couldn�t quite go there yet. He twisted around and captured the younger man�s lips, pulling Shika close. Their arousals brushed, low moans were loosed and Kakashi pulled back. They stared at each other for a long moment, suspended, unable to do anything more.

Genma broke the spell. He pulled the small bottle from Shikamaru�s hands and turned to Kakashi. Their eyes met and he lifted the copy nin�s hand, pouring a bit of the liquid over long, slender fingers. Kakashi seemed to wake up and he wrapped the arm around Genma, the slicked up fingers finding the other man�s entrance. Genma moaned when one was pushed into him, nipping at the copy nin�s skin. "More," he whispered into one ear and Kakashi wasted no time.

Gen turned his attention to Shika, then, nibbling is way along pale skin while Kakashi worked to prepare him. He wrapped one of his own arms around the younger man and earned a low moan when he bit a little hard on that spot where shoulder meets neck. Gen�s free hand wrapped around Shika�s neglected length and stroked slowly. Quiet grunts were loosed, then he let out a few of his own as a third finger was pushed into him.

He glanced up to see the other two lip-locked, the hands not on him moving over each other. They broke apart a moment later and both turned to him. His eyes slid closed as two sets of lips and teeth made trails over his skin. He wanted to stop them, tell Shika somehow that they should be concentrating on Kakashi, but the sensations pouring through him were just too much to fight.

Then one set of hands pulled away, but at that moment, Shika�s palm slid over him with more insistence. After Kakashi�s attentions earlier, it was almost too much. He grunted, trying to let the younger man know in some small way just how it was affecting him. Either Shikamaru didn�t get it or ignored it, because the hand moved even faster, made the pleasure even sharper.

And then he felt his friend�s cock nudge his entrance. Shika pulled back and Genma fell forward onto his hands, eye sliding closed and breath speeding up. He opened them again, glancing up at the youngest and tilted his head. Shika got into place in front of him just as Kakashi started pushing into him. "Oh fuck," Genma groaned, fighting for breath.

He forced his attention to the younger man and slowly swallowed the straining length taunting him. "Oh God," Shika grunted, his hands threading through the assassin�s long brown hair. Genma worked to pay attention to the shadow nin, focusing his concentration as he worked his lips over the other man. But he had to pause when the copy nin hit his prostate, then finally was buried completely. The sensation of being filled was just too much for him.

Kakashi curled over his back and pushed a bit of his hair away, dropping light kisses along his shoulder. "Never felt quite like this before," he whispered into Genma�s ear and Gen swallowed, his eyes closing at the words.

One hand reached back to grip the copy nin�s hip. He turned his face and met the mismatched eyes. He didn�t know what to say to that, so he simply dropped a kiss on his friend�s cheek and turned back to Shikamaru.

Kakashi started moving and it took every bit of Genma�s concentration to stay focused on what he was doing for Shikamaru. Luckily for him, they were all just too worked up for any of it to take very long. The sounds Shika let out were loud, the hands in his hair tightening. "Fuck, Gen... can�t... not..." he grunted, unable to finish any single thought. Genma swallowed the straining cock, sealing his lips for a hard suck, dragging another loud groan from the younger man�s throat. He felt the cock twitch, heard the gasps and knew the other man was close.

He pulled back and glanced up at the dark eyes that were focused on him. "Come, Shika," he whispered, then swallowed the other man again.

"Oh FUCK!" Shikamaru shouted, his hips bucking, pushing his cock deeper into Genma�s mouth. Gen choked a little, but ignored it, too focused on giving the younger man what he needed. The assassin watched Shika�s face as the climax went through him, wordless shouts coming from his mouth. He tasted cum and moaned at it, then he was rewarded at that moment by the copy nin hitting his prostate again, sending pleasure spiking through him.

He released Shika�s spent cock and his eyes slid closed as Kakashi started to move faster. The grunts from the man behind him got louder, the hands on his hips tighter and he knew the copy nin was getting close. He, himself, wasn�t far behind. He wrapped his hand around his own length, but was surprised when, a few seconds later, it was pulled away.

He hadn�t even noticed Shikamaru move, but the shadow nin was there, mouth just the tiniest distance away from his cock. He let go, rested his hand on the other man�s head and then his dick was enclosed in the warm, wet mouth. "Oh God... that�s... fuck, not... can�t..." He babbled as the pleasure got to him. Kakashi was hitting his prostate regularly, the mouth on him was almost too much. "Going to..." he tried to warn, cutting off in a loud groan.

But in that moment, Kakashi�s hips sped up, hands tightened almost to the point of bruising and the copy nin let out a shout. "Fuck, Gen, oh God... oh, fuck... I�m... coming!" His friend�s thrusts turned erratic, the sounds turned wordless and he nearly slammed into Genma as the orgasm took over.

The force behind Kakashi�s last thrust pushed Genma deeper into Shika�s mouth and his own climax hit him then, the pleasure flying through him and taking over. "Kashi... Shika..." he managed, his body shuddering hard as his nerves ignited and white fire tore through him, along his chakra paths and out into the other man�s mouth.

When he came down, he rested his face in Shikamaru�s stomach putting everything he could into staying off of Shikamaru, Kakashi panting hard against his back. They didn�t move for a few long moments, none of them able to do much. Finally, Kakashi pulled back and eased himself from Genma�s body. Gen threw himself sideways to keep from falling on Shika and grunted hard when he landed on his bad arm, the cut in his back pulling from the fall.

"Are you okay?" Kakashi asked, sitting up.

Genma nodded, swallowing around his dry throat. "I�ll..." he paused to clear his throat. "I�ll be fine. Just jarred it a bit much."

"You shouldn�t have..." Kakashi started, but Gen just held up a hand. "Don�t," he said, simply. "I�ll be fine."

Kakashi stared at him a moment, then let it go, nodding. "If you�re sure."

"I�ll be fine, just need to rest a bit, I think," he managed. Kakashi and Shikamaru helped him get more firmly onto the futon and he breathed a sigh of relief when he was laying still. "See?" He asked, forcing a grin.

Kakashi considered him a moment, saying nothing, then he swallowed. "Thank you," he nearly whispered.

Genma�s grin faded and he reached up as if to touch, then rested his hand on Kakashi�s arm. "You�re welcome," he replied, squeezing gently.

"Get some rest," Kakashi said, dropping a soft kiss on Genma�s cheek then he glanced up at Shikamaru who looked like he was holding himself up by sheer willpower. "You, too," he said. Shika looked him over a moment, then tugged the futon that was Gen�s closer to the one the assassin was currently laying on and stretched out next to the taller man.

Kakashi watched the two of them settle, then grabbed a blanket from the pile by the wall. He spread it over the others before stretching out next to them himself. He propped his head on his hand and watched as Genma and Shikamaru got comfortable. A few moments later, both of their breathing had slowed.

If he�d been told a week ago that, not only would he be back in ANBU, but that he�d be having sex with his teammates after it was over and that most of the things he swore he�d never do, he�d be doing, he�d have called them crazy. But no, there he was, laying in the ANBU safe house, his two teammates next to him, asleep. Tired, because they�d just been having sex. With him.

He shook his head and rolled onto his back. Shikamaru shifted and Kakashi found himself with a back against his side. Without letting himself think about it, he rolled again and put his arm around the younger man, pulling the shadow nin back against his chest and curling around the other man. He stared at the fire, then, trying to sort through everything that had just happened.

He couldn't go back. He couldn�t close himself off again from other people. He didn�t know what he could possibly do about it, but he would have to do something. He glanced down again at the shadow nin and brushed a bit of hair back from the younger man�s face. He stared for a while at the pale skin and dark hair. The face that didn�t look much different from when it did when he was awake - just as lazy and uninterested as always. He snickered quietly. That was unless, of course, Shika was thinking and planning.

He pushed that away and looked at the younger man, considered the one in his arms.

And he wondered.

He sighed quietly and looked over at his friend. Genma had done a lot for him tonight. They were much closer, and not just because they�d had sex. He wanted to see his friend happy, too. He�d have to figure out some way to try to help.

He shook his head at himself. He couldn�t believe what he was thinking, still couldn�t quite believe what he�d done. But no, it was there, if he thought about it. If he closed his eyes, he could still taste Shika�s lips and could still feel Gen�s touch.

And somewhere in his thinking, he fell asleep.

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When they woke the next morning, Kakashi found himself between the other two. Genma was laying against one side and Shikamaru, the other. He lay there for a long time, letting his mind replay the night before, though he kept it to the emotions and things he�d let out, rather than the physical stuff. He didn�t really want to cause himself problems.

Finally, the other two started to stir. He met Shikamaru�s eyes for a long moment. They didn�t say anything, at first, just a simple, "Good morning." Genma stirred then, breaking whatever had held them and Kakashi turned his attention to his friend.

The first thing he did was check, clean and re-dress Genma�s back. He�d managed to not open it during their time together the night before, nor overnight, thankfully. When he was done, he found Gen a spare shirt and vest in one of the cabinets, then helped the other man dress.

They worked in silence to put the safe house back the way they�d found it. It was companionable and comfortable, none of them feeling the need to fill it. When the house was clean and put together, they donned their masks and headed out.

The trip to the village was as silent as the one they�d taken the two days before. They still had to be aware and alert to their surroundings, ever conscious that Kimura�s men might take it on themselves to still come after them.

But even as cognizant as they were, all three of them had their minds on the night before. Genma glanced over at the other two - first at Hawk, then further at Dog and watched them as they moved, noting that they, too, seemed just as lost in thought.

He�d started the night before with the idea of helping Kakashi. Showing him it was okay to feel, okay to accept comfort and friendship from others. And yet, he�d realized that he missed that type of thing, himself.

Four years. Hayate was gone, now, four years. It was past time for him to let go of his late lover. It was time to take the advice he�d been giving Kakashi. It was time to live. He took a deep breath, glanced once more at the others and made his decision.

Shikamaru heard the sigh and glanced at the Cat. He was realizing that he wasn�t quite sure how much of ANBU he wanted to do. His first mission had been something, more for the after effects of it, than the mission itself. It had been tough - he didn�t like killing like that. The few times he had to kill over the years hadn�t been quite so... personal.

And shutdown wasn�t something he was sure he could deal with. He�d told Genma he�d have been fine, but he wasn�t so positive about that. And he didn�t know if he could so readily just fuck any team member who happened to be along to deal with it.

No, there was really only one person he wanted these days and he now had hope that maybe, just maybe the man wasn�t quite as unachievable as he had been thinking. Asuma�s face flashed through Shika�s mind and he swallowed around the minor lump it caused. He was gone, and nothing was going to bring him back. It was time for Shikamaru to let go of that and live.

In the ANBU locker rooms, the three of them changed back into normal uniforms. They still hadn�t spoken much, still in that companionable silence that characterized the rest of the day. They finished dressing and Genma turned to the other two.

"I�ve got the report, if you two want to just go," he started.

Shikamaru and Kakashi exchanged glances. "We can go with you. In case you need something for it," Shika offered.

Genma shrugged. "Up to you, but... I want to turn it in."

Kakashi and Shikamaru both shrugged. "Better you than me," Kakashi said with a chuckle. "Iruka will yell at me, Izumo quietly fumes and shoves the paper back every time and Kotetsu doesn�t even look at it. He simply hands it back to me and tells me to fix it."

"Maybe that�s because he knows it�ll need to be fixed?" Shikamaru asked, smirking and Kakashi sniffed, pulling his orange book out.

The three of them took the short walk from headquarters to the mission office. Genma picked up a pen and form and forced himself to calm down as he wrote it out, so his handwriting wouldn�t be shaky. He focused on the details he could put in the report and the mess of things he couldn�t, instead. Finally, sure he did the best he could with the restrictions on ANBU reports, he stood and turned to the desk.

He swallowed around his suddenly dry throat and took the last couple of steps, staring at the spiky-haired nin. Kotetsu looked up at him and that incredibly sexy mouth spread into a grin. "Hi," he greeted Genma.

"H..." Gen had to clear his throat. "Hi," he managed. Raidou chose that moment to come in and approached Izumo at the other end of the desk. He glanced over at Gen, nodded and smiled and Genma took a deep breath. He knew that Kakashi and Shikamaru were watching, too. He closed his eyes, breathed deeply again, through his nose and out his mouth and opened his eyes once more. "Hi," he said, much more calmly. He handed the report over the desk, screwed up his courage and finally forced out, "Would you go to dinner with me?"

Kotetsu looked up at him, surprise in the slanted eyes, then those lips spread into a grin again - this one much, much wider than the first. "I thought you�d never ask."

Genma felt the tension drain and glanced over his shoulder at his two teammates. Kakashi�s visible eye was in a happy crinkle and Shikamaru was smiling. He turned back to Kotetsu, leaned across the desk, cupped the other man�s face in his hands and paused a hair�s breadth away from Kotetsu�s lips, giving the younger man a chance to pull away. When Tetsu didn�t, Gen closed the distance and met those amazing lips that had filled his dreams for so long.

And they tasted so good.

Kotetsu pulled back and stood up. Genma watched, curious and a little afraid as he moved around the desk. They stared at each other for a moment, then Kotetsu closed the last tiny distance and wrapped his arms around Genma. Gen�s eyes slid closed as his lips were captured again, and this time, the ones under his came alive, kissing him back, nibbling, moving, tasting and Genma�s body sang. They both pulled back, just far enough to see each other and Gen smiled. "Hi," he whispered.

"Hi," Kotetsu replied, voice just as quiet, smile spreading to match Gen�s. "Dinner, tonight. Pick me up at seven."

Genma nodded, Kotetsu dropped another soft kiss on Gen�s lips, then let him go. Genma stood back, his grin still plastered to his face and growing wider. He waved, took another step back and turned to go. He caught out of the corner of his eye the twin grins on Raidou�s and Izumo�s faces and his own got even bigger. Kakashi and Shikamaru both gave a short wave, both still smiling and Genma returned it, then headed out, practically floating out the door.

Kakashi glanced over at his remaining teammate. "So," he started and took a deep breath.

Shikamaru considered the older man for a moment. "So," he echoed.

Kakashi swallowed and came to a decision. He�d had enough hiding, enough fighting, enough denying. He took another deep breath and opened his mouth to speak.

But before he could let the words out, Shikamaru beat him to it. "Go to dinner with me."

Kakashi blinked at the younger man. He�d just been about to ask the same thing. "Uh..." he blinked a few more times, then shook his head as if to clear it, his visible eye crinkling. "I�d... like that."

Shikamaru nodded. "Good."

The two of them turned toward the door and as they stepped through it, Kakashi held a hand out. Shikamaru glanced at it, then up at the copy nin. As the younger man clasped it, Kakashi thought maybe, just maybe, he could feel the scars begin to heal.
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