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By : djserani
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He'd stayed away as long as he dared. It was starting to get really late, well, early, and chilly. He sighed, staring for another few minutes at the stars above the roof he'd chosen, then stood up. He dusted himself off and headed home.

He could still detect the extra chakra signature, but when he stepped into the apartment, it was quiet. The lights were out except the one they always kept on if someone was out and there was no one around. He kicked his sandals off, headed down the hallway and stopped. Zumo's bedroom door was open slightly.

He probably stood there for a solid two minutes, debating with himself, but in the end, he gave in. He pushed it open carefully and had to nearly bite his tongue at the growl that wanted to come out. He didn't understand the sudden emotion that rushed to the surface and that as much as anything pissed him off. He fought it, fought the initial urge to walk over to the bed and drag the teacher out from Zumo's arms and kick him out of the apartment.

It was ridiculous. He knew that the man was here. He knew that they were together. But it seemed somehow worse to see them sleeping, cuddling close, arms wrapped around each other like they were.

What do you have to complain about? You sleep with Kakashi. His inner-voice asked him.

He frowned. That's different. We almost never sleep.

You did the first night. He reminded himself.

Shit. And there was no doubt that somewhere along the way they'd looked very much like those two did. He swallowed hard and pulled the door closed.

He headed into his room and paced it for a few moments, trying to sort through his thoughts. He swallowed hard at the sour taste in his mouth. He knew what his problem was, but he didn't want to face it. He didn't want to name it.

He battled the urge to put a fist through the wall, continuing his pacing. What the hell was he going to do with this? He'd put the concept of Izumo being at least bi and possibly gay aside while he'd been out on the roof. If he had been, then it couldn't be that much of a surprise that Izumo might, too. They were so much alike in so many ways. One of the reasons they were such good friends.

He finally stopped pacing and simply stared at the wall. The truth was, there wasn't much he could do about it. He had to face the fact that Izumo had slept with Iruka, they were staying together overnight and very likely dating. He would just have to accept it.

After all, he had to think about Kakashi, too, didn't he? He'd already learned that the rumors of his playboy status were, like most rumors, way over the top. There was a lot more to the copy nin than he'd expected there to be and a lot more than most of the public saw.

But he'd seen. He'd learned quite a bit already in just the two nights they'd been together. They'd hardly spent all that time talking, but they hadn't been silent, either.

He liked knowing that he was the one Kotetsu wanted. That it wasn't just convenience, wasn't just sex. And for the first time in a very long time, he had to admit, he really did want to be with Kakashi. Not just to fuck, though the sex was something. Way beyond anything he'd had before, that was for sure.

No, there was a lot more to the man than what anyone saw and the more he learned, the more he wanted to know. Kotetsu had found himself in completely new territory with him and not just because he was male. Maybe it was because one of the village's most powerful ninja really did have a side that wasn't perfect. Well, besides the fa�ade he displayed. The lazy, aloof pervert.

Well, maybe he really was a pervert. Kotetsu blushed when he thought of some of the things they'd done. But that was fine, that was actually very fine with him. Their sex life would never get boring, anyway.

But the hentai aside, there was plenty to learn about the man and Kotetsu had wanted to do so. He'd found himself seriously upset when he got called out. And more than once since he'd seen him off at the gates, he'd found himself worried about him.

So what did that mean? He wasn't happy that Zumo was dating Iruka, but he was okay to worry and want Kakashi? He shook his head. Something wasn't adding up right in his head, but he couldn't quite figure it out.

The long night was finally catching up to him. He realized he needed rest and maybe things would make more sense the next day. He didn't think it would work that easily, but one way or the other, he couldn't stay awake much longer. He stripped out of his clothes, sent up a prayer that Iruka would be gone by the time he got up and fell asleep.

When Izumo woke the next morning, it took him a moment to figure out where he was. He may not have been as bad as Tetsu when it came to bringing women home, fucking them and disappearing, but it still wasn't all that common to actually sleep with them. Then he felt the other person shift a little and everything came back with blinding clarity. That was a cock against his and that was Iruka in his arms.

He opened his eyes and saw a set of chocolate ones looking back at him. It really wasn't fair for a man to have such beautiful eyes. They were so serious and it occurred to Izumo that the other man was worried.

He reached up and brushed a bit of hair out of his face that had fallen over one eye, then leaned forward and captured his lips. Iruka was hesitant at first, then responded, opening his mouth and their tongues touched. He lost himself in that kiss, forgetting for a moment that he should probably get up, at least check the time, maybe think about getting ready for his time on the mission desk.

But he couldn't seem to pull away from those lips, dear God, those lips. He nibbled and nipped, then moved in for one of those long ones that stole the breath. It took a supreme effort, but finally he pulled back. "Good morning."

Iruka grinned. "I'll take one of those wake ups any day. Good morning."

Izumo's lips spread in a matching smile. "That mouth of yours is hard to resist." So saying, he moved in again, tasting once more.

Iruka's arms moved up over his back and he rocked into Izumo, their arousals rubbing against each other. Izumo moaned quietly. "Keep that up and I'll have you again."

The younger man chuckled. "I've created a monster." There were, in fact, already four used condoms in the garbage from the night before.

"Oh yeah. I lay this entire thing at your feet. It's all your fault you're as sexy as you are." He chuckled when Iruka blushed. "That's not helping your case. It's even worse when you blush like that." Izumo dropped a kiss on each cheek.

"Gah." Iruka lifted his hand and smacked it down onto Izumo's butt.

The older man raised his eyebrows. "And how do you know I don't like that?" He asked, innocently.

Iruka just raised one himself. "Do you?"

Izumo pretended to consider it. "I have no idea. I haven't been on the receiving end of one of those since I was about five."

Iruka laughed. "Well, I think we can save something like that for later."

Izumo nodded. "Yeah. I'd much prefer to simply feel your body again, fill you up and hear you call my name one more time."

The teacher moaned at the words. "I'm going to have a such a hard time walking." He chuckled. "And I don't care one bit." His lips met Izumo's again and they lost themselves in the kiss. Hands and lips went everywhere, determined to feel each bit of skin, every muscle, taste as much as possible.

They were both a little crazy, more than a little desperate, by the time Izumo went into the drawer. They groaned when they found it empty of the little foil packages. "Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck." This actually came from Iruka. He laid his head back, staring at the ceiling a moment. His legs were wrapped around the other man, both of their cocks rock hard, both of them nearly insane. He took a deep breath and then looked back at Izumo.

Their eyes met a moment, neither saying anything. Izumo hovered, right there, not moving, barely breathing. This wasn't something to play with, wasn't something to take lightly. Izumo knew he was clean, was pretty damned certain Iruka was, too and really, if he'd been that worried, he wouldn't have even gone down on the man the night before without one.

But the truth was, this always felt more� dangerous, somehow. More intimate, that was for sure. Despite how much they'd done the night before this was something else. He'd be leaving a bit of himself behind in this man's body and that just felt different, both physically and emotionally.

But in the end, it was up to Iruka. If he, Izumo, felt it was intimate, then it was doubly so for the other man. He ran through these thoughts in seconds as they stared at each other, then Iruka reached out and, without looking away, grabbed the bottle of lube and handed it to him.

Izumo swallowed, but sat up to coat himself in it. He lifted the other man to him and Iruka straddled him, lowing himself onto the older man's cock, all the time, their eyes never leaving each other. He started moving slowly, and Izumo nearly went a little insane. "Dear God, this feels incredible, Ruka."

Iruka's eyes closed finally, and he swallowed. "I've never done this before, Zumo."

Izumo was stunned. "Never?" He held the other man still.

Iruka shook his head. "Never. I've never gone without before. It's probably silly. I know we're clean. We're shinobi, for God's sake, we'd never get away with carrying disease, but still."

"No, I� know what you mean." He swallowed and pulled him a little closer. He slanted his lips over the other's and gently, so slowly, started moving just a little. "I never have, either," he whispered, when they broke apart.

"No?" When Izumo shook his head, the brown eyes opened and they stared at each other as Iruka started to ride him again. "You feel� so good�" his words carried on the softest moan, but Izumo didn't miss it. His arms went around him, up along his back and Iruka's head fell back, eyes closing, as the feel of them got to be too much.

It was too much, felt too good. He wasn't going to be able to hold on like this. They moved together, dragging the pleasure from the other, demanding they give in, both refusing to. He took his lover's cock into his hand, working it over, doing his best to make sure he went first.

And when he leaned forward and nipped at Iruka's neck, sucking the skin into his mouth, he was rewarded. "Oh god, Zumo, I'm� oh god, I'm coming!" His body shook, his muscles clamped down on Izumo's cock and he came, covering them both, shuddering with the force of it.

It sent Izumo over the edge as well. "Ruka! Oh god, Ruka!" He surged up into him, his body letting go for him, and he filled the other man with his cum as his own orgasm crashed through him.

Iruka slumped forward, resting his head on Izumo's shoulder and their arms came around each other. The older man dropped soft kisses on the side of the other's face, brushing the hair back just a little. Iruka turned his head just enough and their lips met. This soft slow kiss was as breathtaking, maybe more so, than the ones that aroused, after what they'd both just felt.

They broke apart, neither quite capable of speech. Their eyes met again and held as they found the ability to take in air again. But even as they calmed down, as their heartbeats finally started to slow, they didn't move, couldn't bring themselves to.

They stayed like that for a while, unwilling to break the silence, the connection. Finally, Iruka spoke. "I� have to go. I don't want to, but I have to go home and get ready."

Izumo swallowed "Yeah. I have to get ready, too. Are you� okay?"

Iruka nodded. "Yeah." He looked up and smiled. "Yeah, I am."

It took another few minutes to untangle themselves but they finally managed to get themselves dressed. Izumo walked the other man to the door and he paused. "I� guess I'll see you in a little while. That's going to be interesting."

Izumo chuckled. "Yeah. It's going to take a lot to keep my hands off of you."

Iruka laughed. "I really have created a monster." He bent his head and they kissed again. "See you."

"Bye." Izumo watched as he got to the front of the building. Iruka waved once more before turning the corner. He closed the door and leaned back against it, his eyes closing as well. What just happened? What had last night been? Insane. Incredible. He shook his head and rubbed his face hard.

"So� Iruka?"

Kotetsu. Oh fuck. He opened his eyes and looked at his best friend. And for reasons he didn't want to examine yet, he went on the defensive. "Kakashi?"

His best friend blushed. They stared at each other for a few minutes, neither saying a word. "How did I not know you were interested in guys?" It was the only thing Izumo could think of to say.

"Maybe because I didn't know myself." He flopped down onto the couch and stared at his bare feet on the coffee table. Then he glanced up. "What about you?"

Izumo frowned. "Yeah, kinda the same thing, I guess." He went over and sat next to his friend, twisting around. He sighed. "I ran into Iruka last night at the bar. We talked, then came back here."

Tetsu nodded. "Yeah, after you left on Friday night, Kakashi came up to me." He chuckled. "I have never before in my life been picked up."

Izumo laughed. "That must have been different for you."

"You have no idea."

"Um, maybe I do. I mean, I've never picked up a man before. That was� different." He stared at the feet on the coffee table, too. He usually yelled at him to take them off. Just went to show how messed up he was at the moment. He reached over and knocked them off, anyway.

"Well at least that hasn't changed," Kotetsu said, laughing.

Izumo chuckled, too. "What happened last night? You came home awfully early� at least�" he stumbled, "compared to Friday."

"Oh. He got sent out," Tetsu said, frowning. "It's not supposed to be a long mission, but�"

"Yeah, you never know. I'm� sorry." That wasn't really what he wanted to say. He wanted to ask him why the hell he was with Kakashi in the first place. If he was going to discover he was gay, couldn't he do it with him?

Izumo stopped dead.

Holy.

Shit.

Yeah, he was jealous. Jealous as hell of Kakashi. He and Iruka may have talked about it some the night before, but it really hit him.

Then the thought of his new lover caused a new kind of pang. Even thinking of Tetsu like that felt like a betrayal of Iruka. What the hell kind of mess did he get himself - and Iruka - into? He swallowed hard and looked back at his friend.

Tetsu was still looking at the coffee table, not him. He glanced at the clock. "Shit, we're going to be late."

"Yeah, don't want to cross your new lover, do we?" Tetsu asked and Izumo blinked, staring at him. That sounded awfully� catty.

"What?"

"He's on the desk, too, right? Don't want to piss him off. I'd hate for him to take it out on you by not giving you sex or something," Tetsu said and Izumo blushed bright red, but it still sounded a little odd.

He shook his head. "He wouldn't do that. He's a little too professional for that. But we might end up on the gates extra."

Tetsu snorted. "Right. You wouldn't get it, but I might."

Izumo stared at his friend. That sounded an awful lot like jealousy, but it could not have worked that well. Not that quickly. Maybe it was just that Kakashi was out on a mission and Tetsu was alone. He frowned, not really liking the thought, but he couldn't suppress it completely. He shook his head again. "Come on. This isn't going to help us be any more on time. You want to shower first?"

"I've already showered this morning. Go ahead." His friend said and headed into his room, shutting his door firmly, almost in Izumo's face.

He swallowed hard, no idea how to handle this. They seemed to just be getting further apart, but what the hell? He wasn't the only one having sex with a man, a man not his best friend. So what? He was supposed to sit around and maybe hope that his friend gave up his own lover and decided to go to him instead?

No. Dammit, he wasn't. And he wasn't going to. Iruka liked him. He liked Iruka and if Kotetsu wanted Kakashi, then they could have each other. He sighed. He knew it was more complicated than that, but he didn't have the mental capacity to deal with it right then. And they really were going to be late if he didn't get moving.

He showered and dressed in record time, but he still managed to have to miss breakfast. As they were leaving, though, Tetsu handed him a rice ball. "I made them this morning. I had a feeling you'd be running late."

Izumo stared at it, blushing. "Thanks." He ate in silence for a few minutes as they walked toward the mission office. "So, do you have any idea when he might be back?"

Kotetsu shook his head. "No. He was supposed to just do some basic investigation, but that's all he could tell me. He said he hoped it was only a few days and that he'd get back as soon as he could, but�" he trailed off with a shrug.

"Yeah. It doesn't always work like that. I'm sure it won't be long. Hey, want to hang out tonight? Watch a bad old movie?" Izumo asked.

Kotetsu looked over at him. "Don't you have plans?"

Izumo shook his head. "No."

Kotetsu considered him a moment. "Why� why don't you ask him first. If he doesn't want to, then we will."

Izumo frowned. "But�"

"Really, Zumo. I'll be okay." His friend smiled, but it didn't really reach his eyes.

He sighed. "Okay." This was getting more and more complicated by the hour. He fell silent and finished his rice ball just as they got to the mission office.

They managed to only be a few minutes late, and Iruka didn't say anything. Izumo had a feeling he was a little too worried about how they'd handle simply working together to bother over a few minutes of lateness. He turned when he sat down at his part of the desk. "Um, hi." He had no idea how bright his cheeks were.

"Hi," Iruka said, his own blush bright.

This was a little silly, since the only ones in the room were them and Kotetsu. His best friend sighed. "Okay, look, no one's here, so let's just get this out. You're lovers, I know that, big deal. As long as you don't have sex on the desk, I'm not going to freak out, okay? Geez." He turned to the mission books and started looking through them.

Iruka and Izumo looked at each other and the older man shrugged. "I guess he has a point."

Iruka nodded. "Yeah." He blew out a breath, then they turned to their own books, but it was still awkward for a while until the teams started to trickle in and they finally had work to concentrate on.

They made it. It was awkward for a while and there were a few times Izumo had to fight the urge to touch or kiss, which really surprised him. Then there was the one moment when he'd walked in on Iruka in the supply room. That had been really interesting.

"You know, it's a good thing there are so many people out there waiting to turn stuff in." Izumo said, stepping up to Iruka's back.

He turned around quickly and Izumo gave in to the urge to lean into him. "Oh?" Iruka asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Yeah. Because I was sorely tempted to do something that might just get us in trouble. This�" he said, running his hand over the younger man's ass, "is way too tempting."

"Really?" Iruka asked and Izumo nodded. "Well, hmmm� this is a problem."

"Why is that?"

"Because those�" he said, leaning in and laying his lips over Izumo's and they gave in to the kiss a moment. When they managed to pull back, he finished with, "are just as tempting."

Izumo grabbed Iruka's hand and put it over his now very uncomfortable erection. "Look what you've done."

Iruka laughed. "Monster."

Izumo grinned and stepped back. "You're fault. You created it." He adjusted himself, reached around his lover for the pen he'd come in for and went back out to the front.

The end of the day finally got there with no major problems and Izumo was glad for it. It was seriously tense sitting between the two of them. The temptation to lean over and touch Iruka was just barely outweighed by the fact that he didn't want to in front of Tetsu. By the last half hour, he'd wanted to scream from it.

As they were packing up, he shot Tetsu a look who grabbed his things quickly and headed back to the filing room. He turned to Iruka. "So, when can I see you again?"

Iruka glanced over, making sure the door was locked, then stepped closer. "Well, I have grading and lessons to do tonight. What about tomorrow? I know you're not on the gate this week." He grinned.

Izumo laughed. "Tetsu will be very grateful for that. He'll probably be hanging out there, anyway."

"Oh? Why's that?" Iruka asked.

"Kakashi's out." He pulled him a little closer, giving in to the need to touch.

"Ah. That sucks� for him." Iruka said, stumbling over his words.

Izumo swallowed and looked down. That shouldn't hurt, dammit. He wasn't supposed to care this much for Iruka, they were just there to get the other two's attention, right? No, it's not right. That's not what you agreed to last night, remember?

He felt his chin being lifted and he looked up at his lover. "I'm sorry. That didn't come out right. I am sorry� for Kotetsu. Not�" he paused, then brushed the hair out from in front of Izumo's other eye and waited until their gazes met. "For Kotetsu, not me."

Izumo stared at him a moment, then leaned in and kissed him. "Thank you." Iruka raised an eyebrow. "For clarifying. Sorry, I'm still kind of� not great at the relationship thing."

Iruka laughed. "And I told you none of us really are, me included. Listen, I don't want to, but I've got a stack of tests to grade, so I have to go. Pick me up at�" he paused, thinking� "six?"

Izumo nodded. "Okay." He leaned in and kissed him once more. "Six tomorrow."

He watched Iruka leave and Kotetsu came out from the back. "He going home?"

"Yeah. So� how about that movie?" Izumo turned to his friend and Kotetsu gave the first real smile he'd seen from him in a couple of days.

"Yeah. Let's go home."
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