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Weird week	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tuesday. Tuesday is a day usually filled with interrogations until noon. Sometimes it takes more time. And after interrogations, there is always paperwork to be filled out. Now, it is only lunch time and all the interrogations have bin taking care of. Just like the paperwork.
Ibiki blinks at his empty desk. He did all of it. The desk is empty. He went through it like he was cutting butter with a kunai. There is no work left for today. He blinks again and looks around. There is even nothing left to clean in this office. He frowns.
There is a knock on his door. "Are you there?" The door is opened and reveals Anko, who is smiling wide. "You are there." She skips inside, with her hands on her back. "I heard you had done every interrogation." She cocks her head. "It seems to me that you've finished all of the paperwork as well." She frowns. "Is something wrong?" She steps forwards, places her hands on the desk en leans in. "You are good. But for you to be this good... You are repressing something, right?" She narrows her eyes. "You are extra scary when something is on your mind."
Ibiki blinks, crosses his arms and leans back. "I'm fine." He says. And that is true. He is fine. No more hurting in his legs, no knee that is protesting. No stress in his muscles. No more work on his desk and no prisoners to interrogate. There is only one colleague who is currently annoying him with questions. Better not tell her that.
"Are you sure?" She straightens her back and puts both hands in her side. "You can always talk to me when things aren't going well." She says. "I know I've made a mess last weekend with my party, but I cleaned it up, remember." She frowns. "Thank you for the present." She smiles and then frowns again.
Ibiki shrugs and gets out of his chair. "I am going home for the rest of the day." He says. "After I deliver the papers to the Mission Room." He nods at the papers on the rolling cart next to his desk.
Anko follows his gaze. "Do you want me to do that for you?" She asks. "So you can head straight to your home?" She cocks her head to the side. "You can rely on others for a bit. Certainly for something simple as delivering papers to the Mission room." She smiles.
He shakes his head and grabs the papers. "No, thanks." He nods to her and walks out of his office.
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The Mission Room is stirring with activity. Shinobi walking around, delivering reports and getting new missions. Perhaps Ibiki could get a simple mission of his own. To pass the time. To see if he still is able to do that. Ibiki smiles and shakes his head. He could easily handle a mission. But he doesn't want to go on a mission. For some strange reason, he feels no need for physical activity.
He walks inside and watches as everybody turns silent and turns to stare at him. He frowns and glances through the room. He is wearing a complete Shinobi outfit. With a shirt. No tears, nothing to tight. Nothing there that should worry the others. There is no need for them to look at him in a strange way.
He walks towards Iruka's desk and sees how everybody in line bows to him and leaves to stand in another line, at another desk. Without saying a word. Just like yesterday. His frown grows deeper and he walks towards Umino-san. "These come from Interrogation." He says. He lies the stack of papers in front of the teacher.
Umino-san blinks, nods and grabs the papers without breaking eye contact. There is a faint blush on his cheeks. Ibiki raises an eyebrow and the blush increases. Is something amiss with the man?
"Yes, Morino-sama. I will file them." Umino-san says. He bows his head. "Are you alright?" He asks. He scratches the scar on his nose en glances away for a second. "I mean. You look fine, but in a way it doesn't look like you usually look." The teacher bites his lip. "I mean, you look great. Nothing wrong with your look, how you are looking. You always look great." He shakes his head and leans back a bit, bringing a hand to his head an groaning. "Sorry, forgive me Morino-sama."
Ibiki chuckles.
Umino-san looks up with wide open eyes. "That is hot." He says. His mouth falls open and he slams a hand for it. "I mean." He turns his head to the side. "You're hot." he shakes his head. "I mean... I-." He gets up from his chair and bows. "I apologize, Morino-sama."
Another chuckle is heard. Not from Ibiki. No. Kakashi.
"Are you hitting on the famous Head of Interrogation?" Kakashi asks. He puts his orange book back into his vest and chuckles again. "I can see why. With a chest like his, ass like that, arms like these." He puts a hand on Ibiki's arm and pinches it. "You do have an excellent taste." He nods. "I can see no flaws in your choice."
Umino-san is beef red and stammering. "I don't mean-, He is, but I... No! I wanted-." The teacher sighs, holds his hands up and swallows. "I mean, Morino-sama, you look great but you also look... different." He bites his lip and glances away.
Ibiki smirks. The man is certainly something.
"Yeah." Kakashi nods. "He does, right?" Kakashi crosses his arms and looks at Ibiki, from bottom to head and the other way around. "He is hot. I agree with you Iruka-sensei." He nods. "Although I think his outfit yesterday suited him better. You know, no shirt, open vest." He chuckles en leans towards Ibiki's face. "A naked chest to look at. Pants hanging so low they could be falling down any moment, revealing the buttocks beneath the fabric."
Ibiki turns his head towards the Copy nin and frowns. He narrows his eyes. The Copy nin was the reason that he wasn't wearing a shirt. "It got teared in the heat of the moment." He says. He balls a fist at his side.
The Copy nin blinks and takes a step back. He scratches the back of his head and nods. "I figured as much." He sighs, blinks and glances towards Umino-san. ''I've got another report, sensei." He says. He reaches inside his pocket and pulls out his orange book. He opens it and takes out a piece of paper. "I had to put it in my trusted book. You see, I worked on it very carefully." He folds it open and places it down in front of Umino-san. "I wouldn't want anything to happen to this trusted piece of paper."
Umino-san leans forwards, taking a look at the report in front of him. He blinks. "Thank you, Hatake-sama." He says. "It is very neatly done, no stains and no wrinkles either." He smiles and looks up to both men in front of him. "I appreciate it." He closes his eyes and his smile grows wider.
Ibiki stares at that smile. It is a lovely smile. A smile he never receives. And one he would like to get. He glances towards the side, to Kakashi. That man gave him a lot of things yesterday. Good things. Things that Ibiki wants to repeat with him. Can he smile the same? Probably not. The Copy nin is a Jounin, trained in being stoic. Umino-san is a good Shinobi, but there is a good reason why he is a teacher. If he smiles like that towards the children he teaches, they should be behaving good. He knows he would.
The Copy nin closes his visible eye and nods. "I did good, didn't I?" He asks. He straightens his back and beats himself on his chest. "Don't I deserve something for that?" He crosses his arms and leans onto Ibiki. "I put a lot of effort into this report. I expect something in return." He stretches, much like a cat would, and lies his head on Ibiki's shoulder. "I think I deserve a treat. Something nice." He nods and closes his eye, rubbing his face into Ibiki.
Ibiki looks at the head of the Copy nin. The man should know better then to ask this something of Umino-san. "Everybody turns in their reports like that." He points out. He grunts and shakes his head.
"Don't ruin it for me." Kakashi hisses. He looks through his half lidded eye and pokes Ibiki in his side. "I bet I can get something out of it for you." He turns his head and narrows his eye.
Umino-san looks at the men in front of him, his cheeks red from blushing. "Morino-sama is right, you know. Other Shinobi are used to turning their reports in like that." He looks down at his desk fiddling with his hands.
"But, I did this for you, Iruka... sensei." Kakashi places his hands on the desk en leans down, looking upwards, into Umino-sans eyes. "I wouldn't do this for anybody else." He grabs one of Umino-san's hands and pulls him close.
Umino-san frowns and pulls his hand back. "What are you doing?" He asks through gritted teeth. He rubs over his hand and looks around. Everybody in the Mission Room is staring at them. Some are whispering behind their hands. Others are openly gaping. "I...I." Umino-san shakes his head and takes a step back. He narrows his eyes at the Copy nin, pulling his lip upwards. "I am not somebody you can play with."
Kakashi drops his head and sighs. "I don't want to play." He whispers. He looks up again, his visible eye narrowed. "I am not the person to play with other people." He strands up straight and stretches his back. "If I were, I could work as an Interrogator." He crosses his arms in front of his chest and sticks his nose in the air.
Ibiki crosses his own arms, narrows his eyes and stares at the back of Kakashi's head. "So Interrogators play with people?" He asks. His voice is low. He clears his throat. The nerve the man has. The Copy nin was the one playing with him. Not the other way around.
Kakashi freezes. He slowly drops his arms and glances over his shoulder.
"And what about the Head of Interrogation? Does he play with people?" Ibiki asks. Heath is rising in his chest. Was this all it was to the Copy nin? A game? Was he just somebody to play with? Why did he worked so hard on his report, showing it to Umino-san in such a way? Why did he grab the teachers hand, pulling him close like that?
Kakashi turns around in one motion. He stretches himself in his full length and looks Ibiki directly into his eyes. His one eye is narrowed and looks fierce.
The heath in Ibiki's chest drops to his gut. His mouth goes dry and he licks his lips. That look. He blinks, before frowning and narrowing his own eyes. That look may stir something inside his gut, it doesn't give Kakashi the freedom to play with him.
"I let you in on that, later." Kakashi hisses. He closes his visible eye for a moment and is quick to turn around again.
Ibiki relaxes his shoulders, not realizing he had tensed them up. He drops his arms and looks to the side. The Shinobi present are still looking at them, whispering behind their hands and gaping with mouths wide open. He looks back. He made a fool of himself. His shoulders tense up again. He made a fool of himself. He, the Head of Interrogation, made a fool of himself. He frowns and crosses his arms again.
"Now you've done it, Hatake-sama." Umino-san says. There is a smile tugging at the man's lips. "You've insulted our Head of Interrogation." He shakes his head. "I hope you have a strong back bone, he is the Head of Interrogation you know. There is a reason why people look at him with such respect." The teacher crosses his arms and smirks. "I wonder what he will do to you." He closes his eyes and nods. "I think it will be good."
Kakashi blinks. He glances over his shoulder at Ibiki and nods to him. "I will make it up to him." He says. He turns his face back towards the teacher. "If you want, you can watch." He shrugs. "But, in all respect. I was only asking you for dinner." He lets his shoulders droop down and sighs heavily. "I mean, I really tried being careful with this report. I wanted you to see that I am capable of such thing. Just like any other Shinobi here present." He shrugs, turns around and waves his hand. "I mean, I am known as the man who copied a thousand jutsu." He drops his hand and looks at the floor. "It would be nice to be looked at like a normal person." He sighs and takes a small step away from the desk.
Umino-san blinks and raises his hand. "Wait." He says. He grabs the paper and swallows thickly. "I...I.-" He shakes his head and smiles.
That smile again. It is a good smile. Ibiki glances at Kakashi, who has turned around again. That man is lucky enough to receive a smile like that. Ibiki glances at his crossed arms. If he would be true to himself, he would admit that he wanted a smile like that, directed at himself. He sighs.
"Alright, Hatake-sama." Umino-san nods. "I will make you dinner." The teacher turns his gaze towards Ibiki. "And you are invited as well, Morino-sama." The red tinge on the teachers cheeks is back again. "I apologize for Hatake-sama's rude behavior." The teacher smiles at him and bows. "He is in no position to talk to you like that."
Ibiki's eyes widen. His cheeks feel hot. He blinks a couple of times before coughing and nodding. "I accept your invitation." He says. He turns his gaze to Kakashi, who is looking at him through one half lidded eye. That man, does he know? Ibiki turns around. There is no need for him to find out. If the Copy nin wants to play a game, he should be ready to handle the consequences.
"Wait, Morino-sama." Umino-san says. "Come to my place at six." He adds. "Do you know where I live?"
Ibiki stops in his tracks and smirks. He glances over his shoulder. "I am the Head of Interrogation. I know everything there is to know about everybody in this room." He lets his eyes drift and glances at everybody present. There is a shudder in the crowd. Some Kunoichi blush furiously and some males lick their lips. Ibiki narrows his eyes at that. That is not the usual reaction. Usually they take a step back, with eyes full of fear. Trembling bodies and shocked faces. He glances over his shoulder again, to watch the teacher. "I will see you at six." He shifts his gaze towards the Copy nin standing next to him. "I wouldn't want to be late, that is an insult towards the host." He narrows his eyes at the Copy nin.
Kakashi shudders and nods. There is a smile underneath that mask, Ibiki can tell.
Ibiki straightens his back and strides out of the Mission Room.
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