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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 FIVE
The lights blinded them both. Neither of the two was prepared for the end of the first act to come so soon. Iruka rubbed his face with his hands.
"Excuse me…"
The brunette apologized and stood up. This was it. Kakashi knew that Iruka wasn't going to come back. He would leave the opera building and Kakashi would have to deal with his disease for one more night. He couldn't let this happen. He ignored his companion's questions and simply left. He followed Iruka to the restroom.
He was standing over the urinal with his back to the door and to Kakashi. His head was bowed down and his left hand was resting on the wall in front of him. Kakashi felt his whole body tense. He felt suddenly intimidated by the smaller man in front of him. He went after him so sure of himself, so determined to bother the chief of the Abwehr. When Iruka simply stood up and left Kakashi almost pulled him back into his seat. He wanted to punch him for being so rude. How could he just leave? Kakashi invited him here! Even if Iruka didn't know that, it was still unnerving! How could he? He was supposed to sit there and let Kakashi tease him.
"Are you running away from me, Major?"
Iruka looked over his shoulder. Just great. Why was this asshole here? Was he going to hurt Iruka in some way? What was he up to? All of a sudden Iruka became very aware of the fact that he had his penis out. He quickly finished and buttoned his pants.
"General Hatake… I wasn't aware that I had reasons to run away from you. I merely had to use the restroom."
Iruka moved to the sink. Kakashi couldn't take his eyes away from his hands as Iruka first washed and then dried them. He had an ink stain on his index finger and for some unfathomable reason Kakashi found it so endearing that his heart almost stopped. It made him want to smile.
"Were you following me, General?"
Kakashi wanted to slap himself.
"Of course not, Major. I was going to use the bathroom myself."
To confirm his own words Kakashi moved to the urinal, unconsciously choosing the same that Iruka had used just a minute earlier. He felt something twist in the lower part of his belly. He couldn't wait to bare his manhood in front of Iruka even though he knew Iruka wouldn't see it anyway. It was strangely exciting. But in the corner of his eye he could see Iruka putting the towel back to its place. He was going to leave…
"So, Major, who was supposed to be your partner for the night?"
Iruka was just turning to the door attempting to leave as fast as he could. He shouldn't have come here. Why didn't he leave the Theater right away when he still had a chance. Now this bastard will probably try to stop him just to spoil his evening.
"No one, General. I was here by myself."
"Oh really? What about that empty seat right beside yours?"
"I have no idea who's place is that. As I already said, I'm here by myself. Now if you'll excuse me…"
"How do you like the play?"
"Actually, even though I'm not overly fond of 'leichte Muse' I must say that I find some of Lortzing's works enjoyable, especially after the hard week of pointless controls at the HQ and an act of physical abuse…"
Kakashi din't want to talk about that.
"Have you seen Christian Dietrich Grabbe's Don Juan und Faust, Major?"
Kakashi was now washing his hands standing once again closer to Iruka.
"Yes, General, I've seen it, although I was very young back then and I'm afraid I didn't acknowledge it at the time. I always preferred opera."
"Well, let's hope the Opra will be rebuild soon."
"I wouldn't count on that. That whole place is a mess. I think it would be much wiser to make this place an opera… Although after Ebert's… emigration… it won't be the same anyway…."
That was so weird. He hated this tanned long haired man. He made Kakashi feel weird and think weird thoughts but here they were talking like… friends. Kakashi was supposed to tease him, not befriend him. But it was so easy to talk to Umino… He wouldn't mind if it lasted… His feelings were very conflicting and confusing. It was as nice as irritating… and scary. He felt much more comfortable when they were fighting.
"Carl Ebert is a traitor, Major Umino."
"He decided to leave the country but it doesn't change the fact that he did his work exceptionally well."
"Are you supporting traitors, Major?"
This was not good. Of course Iruka was an agent too long to let anything slip in a simple conversation like that but something about Kakashi made him nervous and kept him constantly on edge. He couldn't think straight around him. (no pun intended)
"I thought we were talking about opera, not politics, General."
Iruka talked back. It pissed Kakashi even more.
"During war everything is a politic, Major!"
Kakashi was getting closer to Iruka. It was like that day in Abwehr HQ. He couldn't stop himself. Iruka was like a magnet. The closer Kakashi was, the stronger was the force that pulled him toward the other man.
"Maybe you are a traitor yourself, Major?"
Kakashi rested his gloved hand on the wall beside Iruka's head trapping him and looked into Iruka's angry eyes. There was no fear in them, just pure fire that made Kakashi's breath hitch. They were like melted chocolate, so exotic, so tempting. And they matched Iruka's skin so perfectly… There was no trace of a stubble on his youthful face. It looked so smooth… and smelled so….
Then the sirens went off. Outside of the toilette people started to scream. It was an air-raid alert. Kakashi run out and saw the crowd moving to the pointed doors to the basement which was a shelter. He needed to get Iruka to the save place! He turned around and saw an empty bathroom. He froze. Where was Iruka? He desperately moved through the crowd ignoring people bumping his shoulders or pushing him out of the way. He didn't care. His eye was scanning every face. His mind seemed to shut down and the only working function of his whole body was looking for Iruka. He didn't ask himself why. He didn't even think that Iruka's death would be something he may actually profit from.
Finally he saw something that made his heart skip a beat. Iruka was on the other side of the hall and he was holding a child. A little blond boy probably got lost in the crowd. The child wasn't moving but Kakashi didn't care. Maybe the kid had fainted or maybe he had been trampled by the crowd. It was irrelevant. Iruka was alright. Kakashi dashed forward and grabbed Iruka's arm. His hold was unnecessarily tight but Iruka didn't say anything. He let the Gestapo officer to drag him God knows where.
They made it to the door right when the first bomb hit the building. Iruka stumbled but Kakashi caught him and dragged into the staircase. They moved down the stairs along with the crowd but another bomb fell and shook the whole place making them and many others stumble to the floor again. Iruka tried to shelter the child in his arms with his own body when some parts of the wall started to fall. Kakashi didn't let it happen and pushed him out of the way of falling debris. Some stupid brick hit his back but it was nothing. He pulled Iruka further down the hall toward the small basement.
It wasn't completely dark. There was one small barely working light bulb hanging from an unsecured power cable and a lot of dirt. And a lot of scared people. Some of them screamed in panic, some of them were hurt, but Kakashi didn't care. The building shook for the third time. Kakashi grabbed the pipe running along the wall and pressed Iruka flush to the wall with his own body preventing his fall or any other movement. Tons of dust and small parts of the bricks and plaster were falling from the walls and the ceiling.
Kakashi closed his eyes and tightened his hold on Iruka. His face was moving lower and lower closer to Iruka's exposed neck. That smell was intoxicating, something like almonds and cinnamon and…sun… At that short moment with the bombs exploding all around, not knowing if he will see another day, Kakashi could only think about that smell and wonder how something that smells so great would taste. He wanted to lick the back of Iruka's neck and sink his teeth in this deliciously looking skin. He wanted to trap this alluring creature with his own mouth and arms. Keep him locked… marked… trapped…
Finally after few minutes (that could be hours for Kakashi, he didn't care), the alarm finally stopped and the dust declined. For a moment no one dared to speak and Kakashi wanted it to stay that way. He wanted this moment to last longer. He didn't want it to end just yet but the child in Iruka's arms started to squirm and mumble something. Iruka answered with a soft calming voice and surprisingly the kid didn't start to cry.
Kakashi moved away with a sheer horror realized he was hard. Did Iruka notice?
"Kakashi! Darling!" Miss Klauser was forcing her way through the crowd to reach Kakashi. Iruka looked up. Kakashi had shielded him with his own body... He wanted to thank him but somehow... Gertrude's appearance made him feel sick. He didn't want to be there anymore.
"Thank you for your assistance in saving a child, General. It was very generous of you to shield it like you did. Now if you'll excuse me..."
Iruka took the child and left not saying anything else, not looking back he didn't see that Kakashi's eyes stayed on him until he disappeared from view.
...
Shika was quiet. He was always quiet but this time Kurenai just knew that something was wrong. She was his sister after all. She always knew this kind stuff….
"What's wrong, brother?"
She put the tray with a tea pot and cookies on the small coffee table and finally sat down in a comfortable armchair. For a moment Shikamaru's half opened eyes focused on her swollen belly. Normally he would have a serene look on his face and a small smile on his lips while thinking about his soon to be born nephew. He wasn't smiling now… His eyes thinned and looked weird. Kurenai didn't like it one bit.
"Shika…. You're scaring me…"
Shikamaru silently turned his face toward the window. It was a sunny day and white clouds were moving slowly across the blue sky."I want to take you away from here, sis… Both of you."
"What's wrong, Shika?!"
"Do you really even have to ask? Thousands of innocent people is being tortured and slaughtered just because 'someone' didn't like their hair color or religion… They cut people into pieces just to see what's inside or torture them just to check what hurts the most or what a human body can stand. For science it results in an unimaginable amount of useful date but for humanity it's… It's unforgivable. This price is simply too high."
"Shika…"
"Do you know what is really important, Kurenai? What is more important than the Ruler, than the country…"
"What? I hate it when you speak to me like that, Shika. It's like those things Asuma sometimes murmurs. I don't understand any of this…"
"I don't want my nephew to grow up in a place like this. I want you and Asuma and my little nephew to live in peace, to have normal life."
"What are you saying?"
"I know Asuma thinks the same. Tell him that… I've got something… Tell him to be ready."
WWIIWWIIWWIIWWII
When adrenaline rush died down and Kakashi started to think with his head again he close to having a panic attack. He should have killed that man… What in all hell possessed him to do… something like that, to follow him to the restroom, talk to him, save him and... getting SO close! At first he was angry at Major Umino and planned how to arrange his death after all, as soon as possible. Then it all turned into an unbearable self loathing… He was tempted to once again drink his anxiety away but he was too afraid. He didn't trust himself enough. He knew he would do something stupid. He would probably go to kill Iruka and ended up molesting him… He couldn't risk that.
He needed to calm down and think. What should he do now? By now Iruka could tell somebody… Killing him at this point could be risky. First he would have to find out what did Umino do. Did he even notice Kakashi's arousal? Did he tell anyone? What if he did? There was a chance that no one would believe him, especially after the Orochimaru case. But what if they did… Kakashi half expected to see the militia walking through his door any minute. Umino was liked by important people while Kakashi was feared. What would work better?
Days passed and the militia never came for him. After some time he stopped worrying about that and had practically forgotten about the whole thing. But he did not forget about Major Umino. He couldn't if though he tried. He could feel shivers of pleasure course through his body just thinking of his name. Of course it was much better when he let himself think about other things too, like Iruka's brown eyes, caramel skin and his hair… And the perspective of having a man underneath him…. Not some weak woman but a MAN! And a strong one at that… It made him feel powerful. What could be better than dominating your rival…? It was a pleasure in itself to just simply overpower the other man but to have him completely at your mercy…. Maybe even writhing in pleasure… pleading… begging… It was almost too much to bare. It was driving him crazy…
And then there was always this thought that didn't let him sleep at night. That thought was also the only reason why he couldn't make himself to kill Iruka. The thought about Iruka's reaction to what happened in that basement. If he felt Kakashi then why didn't he push him away? Could it be that he liked it…?
TBC
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