Escort Duty | By : SilverPhantom Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1124 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Okay, minna. I’m
going through Kingdom Hearts I and II withdraws so bad that it hurts. So this will hopefully take my mind off of it
for a while. Here we go! …
After I change my music from Kingdom Hearts to Naruto…
Unbetaed story, with probably tons
of grammar mistakes. Grammar was never
my best ability…
HKUI
Kakashi silently watched the carriage enter the large
mansion gates from his perch on the roof, completely still and blending in with
the strange gargoyles around him. The
rain that poured around him saturated his clothes, making it cling to him in
the most uncomfortable way possible, but he paid it no mind. It appeared that the rumors of Lord Ishin’s
only son and heir returning that night were true.
There was little fanfare for his return that night, but he
didn’t know if that was because of the rain or because of the recent attack on
the delegation from Konoha, but it made no difference. He wanted to check and see what the big deal
with the heir apparent was. Kakashi
watched a cloaked figure quickly run up the steps to the front entrance,
leaving surprised guards behind. He made
no move though because the figure stood there and waited for the guards to
catch up and escort him inside.
As the doors clicked shut, Kakashi made his way back to the
room he shared with Iruka and slipped through the balcony window, not bothering
to disturb Iruka as the younger ninja read through reports and files of council
members that Lord Ishin and the princesses gave him. Kakashi could tell that some of the burns
still pained him from the way Iruka held himself and made a mental note to at
least put a bit of the salve on the burns again.
The Jounin snuck into the large bathroom and let the tub
fill up with hot water as he stripped out of his wet clothing. After a quick washing, he sank down in the
tub with a sigh, feeling the near searing hot water relax some tense muscles
and aches brought on by the cold. It was
enough to let his guard down and he leaned back against the warm stone of the
tub, letting his mind drift over what he and Iruka learned from the past week
of no meetings. They would start back up
again and he definitely wasn’t looking forward to either standing behind the
princesses or prowling around the area.
With a soft groan, Kakashi pulled himself out of the tub and
reached for a towel that hung near by.
The door clicked open and Kakashi froze, his face hidden by his silver
hair and mostly faced away from the door.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Iruka walk in, reports in one hand,
still reading, with an adorable frown forming.
He walked all the way to the tub and grabbed a towel on the opposite
side from Kakashi, and began his way back to the door.
Kakashi didn’t even breathe as Iruka pulled the door open,
and he didn’t even know what to do when Iruka stopped dead, noticing the wet
ANBU clothing on the floor.
“Kakashi?” he asked, his voice a bit higher than usual and
laced with dread.
“Yea?” Kakashi replied.
“Oh. Just making
sure.” Iruka left, closing the door
behind him without even turning around.
After a few minutes, Kakashi got out of the tub and dried
himself off with the towel quickly. He
wrapped it around his waist and pulled on the wet mask before sneaking into the
room and grabbing some clothes. To his
amusement, Iruka stood by the balcony window, his back toward the general area
of the bathroom and their bags, and his foot easily wiping the towel across the
floor to get the water that Kakashi tracked in.
Kakashi could see that the Chuunin’s face was red, and his shoulders
were tense.
After putting on his clothes and changing his mask for a dry
one, he walked up behind Iruka, reading the report over his shoulder. “Anything new?”
Iruka spun around with a startled gasp and lost his
balance. Kakashi easily caught him, one
arm around Iruka’s waist, his other hand holding the hand that held the kunai
aimed for his face. Iruka stared up at
Kakashi with wide eyes and the hand holding the kunai went lax enough to drop
the sharp weapon, but this went unnoticed.
Slowly, Iruka leaned closer and caught cloth covered lips in
a soft kiss. Part of Kakashi was
surprised at this while another part asked what took so long. It lasted an eternity and ended in a
second. Kakashi looked up in surprise as
the Chuunin disappeared through the balcony window and he gave chase.
HKUI
Iruka curled up on the branch, his back against the tree
trunk while another branch supported his other side. He was a bit of a ways into the forest and
the rain that fell around him went unnoticed as he tried to keep himself from
hyperventilating.
He didn’t know why he kissed Kakashi. He didn’t even fully realize that he was a
bit attracted to the Jounin! But now he
was in the middle of Lord Ishin’s forest, keeping his chakra low and
unnoticeable, trying to figure out what prompted his sudden problem.
The man is sexy as
hell! whispered his inner voice.
Well, Kakashi did have a certain appeal about him…
He made sure you were
all right when something happened.
They worked as a team.
Of course Kakashi would make sure everything was in order so that they
were at their best abilities.
Naruto holds him in high regards.
Iruka snorted. Naruto held anyone that would teach him in high regards, as
sad as it was. The Kyuubi
holder only knew about affection from those who would get close enough to teach
him and care for him, even if it was just forcing healthy food onto him with
the young ninja only wanted ramen.
He soothed you out of
your nightmares.
Iruka paused at that, not knowing what to think. Whenever he had a nightmare, something would
wake him up, and when that happened, Iruka could feel Kakashi’s
chakra close enough that it would reassure the Chuunin and calm him. Much like now…
Iruka looked down and was nearly startled as mismatched eyes
looked up at him, soaked silver hair framing them. Iruka cursed himself as a fool. Over course Kakashi could easily follow
him. He did have the Sharingan, after
all.
“You can come down, Iruka.”
“I’m sorry for what I did,” Iruka said, not moving from his
spot.
There was no reply but Kakashi jumped up to the branch Iruka
was on, studying the Chuunin. When he
reached out a hand, Iruka flinched away from it. Kakashi sighed. “You did nothing wrong. You expressed your feelings before it would
get in the way of a mission, and there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s good that you got things in the open so
that there won’t be any misunderstandings.”
Iruka visibly flinched at those words and felt some unknown
part of him crumble. “I won’t bother you
about this again,” he said softly.
Kakashi stared at him with wide, surprised eyes. “No!
Wait! Ah…” Kakashi paused, frowning at himself. He took a deep breath and said, “I’ve never
been in a relationship of any sort, but I’m willing to try if you’re sure you
want to be in one with me.”
Iruka grinned weakly.
“That makes two of us. Are you
sure you want to go through with this?”
Kakashi grinned back.
“If you’re willing to try.”
The Chuunin nodded and slowly uncurled himself, wincing as
various cramps made themselves known and he shoulders screaming at him from the
cold and abuse of the impromptu run.
Immediately, Kakashi’s hand was on his
shoulders and the small flares of chakra across his shoulders relaxed the
burned tissue and nerves.
As quick as they ran into the woods, they made their way
back to the mansion. The pouring rain
turned into a light drizzle and Iruka definitely wasn’t looking forward to the
humidity in the morning. On his way to
their room, Iruka paused on a branch, staring down into the building with an
odd look on his face. Kakashi, who
discovered that Iruka was no longer with him, turned back around and stopped
near the Chuunin.
“What is…?” He
stopped and grinned as recognized two people of their group despite the fact
that they were completely covered from head to toe. The two people spoke quickly to each other
and one slipped back into the middle room of the shared area as the other stood
at the door as if nothing happened.
“Should we tease them?”
Iruka rolled his eyes.
“They don’t need to know what we know.
Besides, I don’t really think that they wanted us to know.”
Kakashi shrugged and continued on back to the room and Iruka
followed quickly after. He landed on the
balcony and stepped through the window in time to see Kakashi lift a domed lid
that covered what he guessed to be their dinner.
“Look!” Kakashi said with a smug grin. “Ramen!”
Shaking his head, Iruka pulled off his wet shirt and sat
down near the table, ignoring the water that was tracked in all over the place
and the reports that were still sitting by the decorative flower vase on the
table. He took the bowl of noodles and
chopsticks from Kakashi and let the older ninja cut off the light bandages that
covered the burns to check on the healing.
It was almost as if the kiss didn’t happen earlier.
By the time Kakashi applied a thin coat of salve and relaxed
the tissue with another session of small chakra flares, Iruka was only a fourth
of the way through his ramen. When
Kakashi disappeared into the bathroom for another towel and some dry pajamas to
change into, Iruka quickly changed into some pajama pants, making it back
before Kakashi came back out. The Jounin
didn’t say anything and picked up his own bowl of ramen to eat.
They quickly finished their dinner and Iruka tiredly made
his way over to the bed and crawled under the covers. Kakashi silently turned off the lights and
Iruka waved a hand in the air lazily.
“You know you can sleep in the bed, Kakashi-san…” He yawned and closed his eyes. “After all, you did say that the couch was
uncomfortable the first night here.”
Iruka could feel the blush on his cheeks but he didn’t say anything
else.
Kakashi chuckled. “If
you insist.” The bed dipped on the other
side and the Jounin slipped under the covers, judging what he must have
considered a comfortable distance away from the Chuunin. No other words were spoken as they drifted
off to sleep.
HKUI
Iruka refused to yawn, even though the ANBU cat mask he wore
would have easily hidden it. It was
barely in the afternoon and the attack on the princesses last week must have
spurred the councilors on. The last
details of the alliance contract with Konoha were being hammered out and would
be signed by the very least tomorrow.
Maybe they would be able to head home within a week.
“My ladies,” Lord Ishin said, bringing everyone’s attention
to him. “My son’s birthday is in a few
days and there’s going to be a masquerade ball in celebration. We invite you to stay for it and for the
festival that starts the night after, if you would like to join us.”
“We’d be delighted, Lord Ishin,” Shima replied. “It would make us happy to join in on such a
great occasion. And we have the perfect
outfits chosen, too.”
Iruka stiffened at those words. It did not bode well for him….
HKUI
Nothing will boost an author’s ego more than getting 500
hits within 24 hours of posting a chapter… but I think that was more of “same
person going to next chapter, so they count as more than one” thing… Oh well.
Okay, I swear, starting at the part of Kakashi coming out of
the bathroom, the story wrote itself.
And I had no clue how to explain stuff… erg…
But yea, they’re getting together within 5 chapters, but I
mostly didn’t want to end the story in five chapters, so I’m at a happy
medium. In other news, I did draw a
flustered Iruka in a kimono. I have it
posted on my deviantArt site, which is found as my homepage link in my
profile. If anything, I’m known as
SilverPhantom on deviant. The pic is in
my gallery if it’s not on the front page.
Please check it out! Or not, I
don’t draw that good anyway… hehehe…
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