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Filling the Void	By : rachmax007 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1114 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
Disclaimer: (Sasuke:
Naruto is mine, got it? Not hers. Points to chibi-onna.)

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A/N: Yeah, right, Sasuke. Whatever. Please note the excessive sarcasm. Sasuke stomps off, knowing that he is
powerless against the almighty chibi-onna... Well, in
this fic, anyway.

I would just like to thank
everyone for reading and reviewing my fic� Chibi bows. It means a lot, really. I hope
you�ll like this one, too.

Saa, on to the fic!

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Filling the Void

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Chapter 6: A Very Special
Day

~*~

Iruka sat back and took a sip from his mug. Sighing, he
looked at the stack of folders on his desk. Thankfully, he was halfway through.
He still had three good hours left for office, and he was determined to finish
everything today. He smiled to himself as he reminisced. It was a special day,
after all.

~*~

Iruka strolled down the dirt road, deep in thought.
Images, sounds, smells and feelings flashed in his mind. Images, sounds, smells
and feelings elicited by one Hatake Kakashi. He blushed. This little crush of his had been
going on for quite a while now, he mused.

He remembered that it all started
when he gave Naruto away as a student. Feeling doubtful and overprotective, he
decided to scrutinize and investigate on the jounin
instructor to see if he could really trust the man with his former charge.
Suspicion turned into curiosity as his doubts were erased; and later, they
became friends. Curiosity then turned into something more as time went by, and
he slowly discovered the enigma that was Kakashi.
However, it was highly possible that this process was considerably hastened by
the scarecrow�s flirtatious and perverted nature. Well, towards him, at least.
The chuunin almost stumbled at the influx of those memories.

He was too absorbed to
discern where he was headed. When he finally did, he found that he was in the
resting place of Konoha�s fallen heroes. He was
astonished to have come this far out without even noticing it, but he was even
more surprised to see the object of his thoughts kneeling before a beautiful
black tombstone.

�Obito�
I�m sorry�� A sigh. �Goodbye, koi.�

The wind carried the words
to Iruka�s ears and he froze at the last word, unable to react as Kakashi stood and turned, regarding him with soulful eyes;
unable to flee as Kakashi came closer, with slow
steady steps; unable to move as Kakashi�s arms enveloped
him with such overwhelming intensity.

He just stood there:
seeing his gray hair, hearing his choked confessions, smelling his faint
cinnamon scent, feeling the warmth of his love�s embrace.

And finally, he
understood.

Raising his arms, he
returned the gesture.

~*~

Iruka shook himself out of his memories. He had to keep
on working if he wanted to get home early. He stretched his arms and grabbed a
pencil. He still had to go to the specialty shop downtown later to pick up the
present for his lover. He grabbed a folder from the pile and started to read
its contents.

~*~

Meanwhile, Sasuke quickly
made his way back to the training grounds. He had to get back before Sakura
found out he had chased after their teammate and teacher. For some odd reason,
he didn�t want this to be discovered by the pink-haired kunoichi.
He was sure it wasn�t because he feared that the girl would be hurt. A
�cold-hearted bastard�, as Naruto called him, couldn�t care less about such
trifle matters. So, no. It couldn�t be that.

He surmised that he was
afraid of her drawing wrong conclusions; therefore leading her to make wrong,
ruinous and more often than not, careless and unpredictable actions.

Wait. Stop right there.

What wrong conclusions?
Were there any to draw, to begin with? Sasuke slowly analyzed himself. Why was
he so uptight, so tense and defensive all of a sudden? Being a genius, he had
known it was triggered by the events of that
day. Yes, that fateful day when he saw his rival in a whole new light. And it
was followed-up by yesterday�s unexpected visit, spar, and date.

Sasuke almost missed the
next branch.

D-date? It was nothing like that!

They were just friends,
eating after a good workout! Besides, they were teammates. It was to help them
bond more, for the sake of their teamwork. And they, being rivals and all that, needed to work on it a lot. They couldn�t go on
fighting about the smallest things all the time. It was immature and unbecoming
of shinobis like them.

To Sasuke�s mind, even his
own reasoning was lame. It sounded as though he was trying to convince himself,
dammit! And that could only mean that he was in
denial.

Of course, to be in such a
state, something had to be denied: something that a part of him did not want to
acknowledge. Something that he unconsciously wanted to shield
himself from.

What was he so afraid of,
anyway?

His thoughts were, again,
abruptly cut off as he reached the end of the clearing. And he watched with
morbid fascination as Sakura tried to desperately fight off his chakra-enforced
bunshin. He snorted. If she couldn�t even get past a
clone in a training session, how was she going to survive in a real mission?

But he sighed.

It wouldn�t do for his
team to have such a liability. He had to do something to lessen his team�s
weakness. He was an avenger. And yes, he shouldn�t care. But if he really
wanted to be strong to defeat his bastard of a brother, he had to go through
certain stages. Promotions, if you will. And right now, his role was to be a
part of Team Seven and do everything in his power for the cell to not only
function properly, but to be the best among its peers.

~*~

Sakura was really doing
her best against Sasuke, but it seemed she couldn�t even land a decent blow on
him. He was always dodging, always countering, always too fast for her. She
gritted her teeth in frustration. Her weakness was manifesting itself to her,
mocking her in the most humiliating way possible. She didn�t mind losing to
Sasuke-kun, but to lose so miserably is another thing altogether.

What was worse, Sasuke
just stood there, not even breaking a sweat while she had to summon every ounce
of energy out of her body just to keep up with him. And she couldn�t even do
it. She charged one more time, and was stunned that the boy didn�t even try to
evade the punch. Even through her surprise, her fist still connected to his
face. She panicked. What if she bruised his wonderful face? Would he be angry?
Dread settled in her stomach as she watched Sasuke slam into a tree.

But worst of all was the
fact that Sasuke-kun disappeared in a cloud of smoke upon contact with the said
tree.

I can�t believe it! All this time�

She felt herself crumple
to the ground in exhaustion.

All this time, I was fighting a clone! A clone�

Tears traced paths down
her face, a sign of her helplessness against her pathetic state.

Sasuke jumped down from
the same tree and made his way to her slumped form.

�Sakura,� she
didn�t�couldn�t look at him.

�Get up.�

She did, but with a bowed
head, sobs wracking her body slightly.

�I want you to run around Konoha ten times a day for your own personal training. Do
tree-punching exercises everyday as well as fifty push-ups and sit-ups. But for
now, go home and rest.�

That
said, the Uchiha walked away.

His words shook her out of
her stupor. Sakura processed what he said and smiled through her tears. She was
a smart girl. Smart enough to deduce that Sasuke probably said that to help her
grow stronger; and to some extent, maybe even to comfort her.

With renewed
determination, she immediately set for home to do exactly as Sasuke-kun said.

~*~

Iruka teleported himself inside the bedroom. He hid the well-wrapped present and removed his chuunin vest. Noticing that his throat was parched, he made
his way to the kitchen. However, to get to that part of the house, he had to
pass by the living room. He was surprised, to say the least, to see his two
favorite people in the world sprawled on the sofa bed, apparently in deep
sleep.

He frowned. They should
have noticed his presence by now, but they remained as they were, even snoring
occasionally. This couldn�t happen unless they were dog tired. And judging from
their appearance, they did a lot of hard work. Both had aprons on, but Naruto
had more evidence of working in the kitchen. The boy�s hair was actually
covered by a thin film of flour. He even had smudges of butter and caramel on
his face, not to mention some kind of sauce and oil on the apron itself. He
held a wooden spatula in his right hand. Kakashi, on
the other hand, was covered from head to toe with dust. But strangely, he also
had a bit of flour on him. He snickered. Knowing him, Naruto probably kicked
him out of the kitchen. The jounin held a multi-colored
feather duster. He chuckled at the sight. They were so not presentable, but the
picture they made was so cute! Well, in a family sort of way. Naruto was practically
using the jounin�s stomach as a pillow.

Iruka tiptoed back to the bedroom and got his camera
from a cabinet. He then returned to the living room. Carefully choosing his
position, he focused the lens on the unsuspecting pair and snapped away. However,
on his fifth shot, he found himself camera-less. That was probably because Kakashi had them way out of his reach. The annoying
clicking sounds and the bright flashing lights brought him out to reality,
waking him up quite effectively. He raised an eyebrow.

�And this is for�?�

Iruka grinned sheepishly.

�Uhm� for my super special personal photo album?� He grinned hopefully.

�Just make sure it stays
hidden��

The chuunin
smirked, �Are you kidding?! Of course I�ll keep it away! Do you think I would
want anyone to steal you from me, considering your face is in it?�

It was the jounin�s turn
to smirk. �Why, do you think I would let anyone do that in the first place?�

Kakashi was about to grab him when Iruka
scrunched up his nose and brought his hands up. �You�re filthy.�

Knowing how much of a neat
freak his lover was, Kakashi grinned evilly and
ignored the vehement protests. He swiftly nabbed the dolphin and landed one of
his naughtier kisses.

�EEEEEWWWWW!!!!!!�

The couple turned to see Naruto�s face turn into an interesting shade of green.

Instantly going into
mother hen mode, Iruka disentangled himself and
rushed to Naruto�s side.

�Are you okay? What
happened? Are you sick? Oh, God! Naruto, breathe!!!�

When he finally got his
bearings, the blond burst out, �Sensei, just don�t do that! It�s disgusting!!!�

The concerned face drooped
into a sad and hurt expression. Seeing this, the genin
immediately launched into explanations.

�No! I didn�t mean it that
way! I�� Naruto faltered, �I don�t know exactly� I haven�t experienced it
before, being an orphan and all� But seeing you guys like
that was disgusting in an �oh-my-god-my-parents-are-kissing� kind of
way��

Iruka�s eyes watered a
bit. He considers me�no, us as parents�

�B-but don�t worry, I�ll
get used to it� I hope��

Iruka�s expression lifted
into a warm understanding smile. His eyes were unnaturally shiny, though. �Oh,
Naruto��

The boy relaxed as his
favorite teacher hugged him. After a few seconds, Naruto pulled away.

�I think I better go. You
guys probably need more �alone time�.�

When he reached the front
door, he turned to his teachers, �Oh, and by the way, I hope you like my gift�
Bye!!!�

With a final wave, he
closed the door, leaving the adults behind.

The jounin
was at Iruka�s side in an instant. �Now,� he breathed, �where were we?�

�Stop it, �Kashi! You stink!�

At the exclamation, Kakashi�s grin widened. He rubbed his dusty face on his dolphin�s, irritating the chuunin
even more.

�HATAKE KAKASHI!!!!!�

Shortly after the enraged
screech, Kakashi�s expression became more serious as
he tightened his hold on the chuunin. Noticing the
change, the latter sobered up, wondering and worrying about what caused the
strange behavior. He was about to open his mouth to ask when Kakashi interrupted him.

�Quiet!� he hissed.

Thinking something was wrong, Iruka nodded and let the jounin drag him to their bedroom. They crossed the said
room in a few strides and entered the bathroom. The jounin
immediately closed and locked the door as soundlessly as he could and pinned
the still startled Iruka to a tiled wall.

�What�s wrong? What�s
happening?� Iruka mouthed.

However, the sneaky
scarecrow took advantage of the open orifice before him. Stunned, Iruka was unable to react initially; but as the kiss
deepened, he conveniently forgot about his earlier concerns. Moaning into his
lover�s mouth, the dolphin responded with as much heat and passion as he
received. They moved closer to the glass shower stall, touching and groping as
they went.

Iruka�s bare back made
contact with the cool glass. He shivered. He didn�t know whether it was because
of the heat of the moment or the coldness of the surface. Another question was
posed, though.

Where had his clothes gone?

Not bothering to know, he
brushed the thought aside as Kakashi worked his
magic, effectively shutting down his rationale. However, the gray-haired man
suddenly stopped his ministrations.

Mind still in a haze, Iruka could only manage a bewildered, �Huh?�

The lack of warmth made
the chuunin open his eyes, only to see his lover shed
his clothes at an amazingly fast rate. He then joined him in the glass cubicle,
sporting a very roguish grin.

Iruka frowned in confusion, but as the implications of
the jounin�s actions registered, he disbelievingly gaped at the mentioned man.

�How could you?! I
seriously thought there was something wrong! You�� he let out a hiss of
annoyance, �You�re such a devious pervert!�

And a devious pervert he
was indeed, as Kakashi smiled at the success of his
plan: to lure the unsuspecting dolphin to the bathroom to wash the dust off, as
well as have some good, and
ironically enough, unclean fun.

He laughed his perverted
laugh, the same one he always used whenever a new volume of Icha
Icha Paradise came out.

He reached for the knob and
twisted it. Instantly, clean lukewarm water fell on them softly,
pitter-pattering as it went. Grabbing a bottle of shampoo, the jounin poured a generous amount onto his hands and worked
on his lover�s hair.

Iruka saw that Kakashi
intended to wash his hair and was about to warn him about it being tied when he
realized, with much astonishment, that his long black tresses were dangling
freely down his shoulders.

He removed everything
from me that fast?!

Trust the notorious
pervert to be capable of such a feat.

He sighed, but decided to
play along. It was their monthsary, after all.

He got the bottle and
poured some shampoo on his palm. He then proceeded to lather it up in those
silky silver spikes. Contentment seeped through his being as the soothing effect
of the semi-massage got to him.

Kakashi, finishing up on Iruka�s hair, acquired a bar of
soap and started to scrub the chocolate skin with his bare hands. He roamed
through the sculpted body, going over every crest and crevice, lingering on the
places he knew set the dolphin on fire. They were facing each other, and Kakashi brought his arms up and around Iruka,
soaping his back gently. Then, without warning, he raked his nails down, and Iruka arched his body, unconsciously bringing it closer to
his lover�s. He moaned, not knowing whether it was from pain or pleasure.

Tongues met and
intertwined, savoring the mixed flavor of cinnamon and hints of coffee, consuming
each other as though starved, as if it would be gone at any moment. They broke
for air, and Iruka turned around diligently as Kakashi guided him. Long calloused fingers coated with oil
probed the dolphin�s entrance, hitting the spot where he wanted it the most. He
coated his own member with the lubricant until it was slick enough to admit his
admirable length in the amazing tightness of his lover.

They lost themselves in
the moment�s rapture, forgetting everything and everyone else. As far as they
were concerned, only the two of them existed at that very moment. Through them
the universe united, making everything beautiful with the shower of sparkling
stars and the haze of undeniable happiness.

~*~

After cleaning up, the
pair sat down to dinner.

The round glass table was
set beautifully. It was amusing, the way that everything came in pairs�the
forks, knives, dessert spoons, wineglasses, plates, candles, table napkins and
cushioned chairs; that is, except for the three roses in a crystal vase acting
as a centerpiece. The roses each had different hues: one pink, one blue and one
orange. Oddly enough, even if the three colors clashed horribly, they seemed to
complement each other as well. Iruka smiled. It
seemed Kakashi did quite a good job.

The jounin
fetched the food from the kitchen, and Iruka admired
the masterpiece made by his favorite student�s hands. The food was
outstandingly presentable, with parsley and other decorative vegetables spread
around the serving plate. The noodles were at the center, the white sauce
making a spiral image on it. The seasoning was spread evenly. He had no doubts that
it would taste as good as it looked.

It was Fettuccini Alfredo,
Uzumaki style. No wonder there were no chopsticks.

With a mumbled �Itadakimasu,� they started to tuck in.

Kakashi�s visible eye widened as he had his first taste of
the �excellent cooking� he had always heard about from Iruka.
He had absolutely no idea it would be like this! It was Earth, it was Heaven,
it was everything and nothing he knew and expected.

It truly redefined fine
dining.

He turned to Iruka. �Why are you laughing at me?�

At that, Iruka laughed harder. Kakashi
frowned. �What?�

�Y-you had this funny
expression on your face� It�s the first time you ate something as good as this,
ne?� Iruka asked, wiping
tears of mirth from his eyes.

�Hmm,� he agreed, �I
believed he was good, but I never knew he was this good. His skill can be useful in future missions.�

They supped in comfortable
silence, enjoying the wonderful food and taking in the romantic ambiance
offered by the simple yet elegant candlelit dinner.

When the time for dessert
came, Kakashi brought the cake out with another
unholy grin. Iruka saw this.

�Oh, no� Nononono�.�

Kakashi said nothing. He placed the cake on the table and
got some icing using his index finger. He slowly brought the said finger to his
mouth and sucked on it, his stare never leaving the chuunin.

Iruka gulped. �N-no way��

Kakashi cocked an eyebrow.

�L-let�s take this to the bedroom� L-leave it.
I�m n-not defiling Naruto�s cake.�

�You�re such a
spoilsport.�

Kakashi dipped his finger into the cake again, and stepped
closer to Iruka.

�C�mon, just have a taste�
It�s,� he breathed into the other�s ear, �sinfully delicious��

Iruka had no doubts that the cake would be exactly that.
Aside from the fact that Naruto was the one who made it, it was his absolute
favorite cake in the world. It was a classic Coffee Crunch, with heavenly white
icing, perfectly crunchy brown crust, caramel spread all over it, some even
dripping down the sides. And of course, the key ingredient was there: he could
smell it, enticing him with every whiff. He was but a slave to the substance
rich in caffeine.

Kakashi licked some icing off his finger and placed the
remaining stuff on Iruka�s lips, the latter�s tongue unconsciously darting out
to taste it. Kakashi took this chance to kiss his
lover, transferring the food in his mouth to Iruka�s.

Iruka was on cloud nine. His resolve crumbled as he
melted into the taste and sensation of the kiss. He found himself wanting more
of it and searched for the addicting taste further, deepening the kiss in the
process.

The chuunin
was vaguely aware that they were moving towards their sleeping quarters. He was
too intoxicated to care, though. He briefly wondered how the hell Kakashi could navigate so well with such a distraction.
This was but another proof that the jounin was
deserving of his rank.

Clothes flew here and
there: garments that have just been donned so easily discarded. Sheets shuffled
as the empty bed was filled. Gasps and moans ripped the silence of the night
apart. Moonlight filtered through glass windows, illuminating the lovers in its
sacred silver light.

Iruka laid on the bed, Kakashi
towering over him; the full moon�s rays casting his handsome features in an
ethereal glow. He loves this man with all he has: he was sure of it. The simple
truth thrummed through his whole being, letting him bask in its sincere and
absolute purity.

Kakashi stared down at Iruka:
the only one he ever let past his strongest walls; the only one who held the
key to his destiny; the only one he had opened up to after years of pain, guilt
and loneliness. He was as important as the air he breathed, an essential part
of his life.

With one graceful swoop, the
scarecrow descended upon the dolphin�s body: kissing, sucking and biting as he
went; worshipping the divine neck and chest the only way he knew how.

As Kakashi
moved lower, Iruka�s hands buried themselves in his head, securely holding
handfuls of the jounin�s hair. He tightened his grip as he felt the other�s
cool breath on his most sensitive part, and almost uprooted silver locks as he
was engulfed whole by the hot, wet mouth of his lover.

Kakashi pleasured him to the best of his ability, but
stopped as Iruka was nearing his climax. Slightly
dazed, the dolphin looked at him in confusion before he was assaulted by a new
wave of delicious sensations as Kakashi prepared him.

Two silhouettes rocked
back and forth, an odd contrast to the stillness of the night, joining, melding
into one as they moved towards completion. They were trapped in a spinning
vortex, neither wanting to escape from it. And soon the world exploded in a
multitude of colors, along with a feeling of overflowing bliss in its wake.

The couple snuggled in
each other�s arms as they enjoyed the post-coital effects of their lovemaking.

��Kashi?� Iruka sleepily called out.

�Hm?�

�Ai shiteru
yo��

Kakashi smiled and kissed his lover�s forehead.

�I love you too.�

~*~

A/N: Chibi runs around the room. WAAAHH!!! I�M SO SAPPY!!!! SOMBODY CALL MY
PSYCHIATRIST, NOW! Chibi continues running. Sasuke sticks his foot
out. Chibi trips over it and shoots right out the open
window. Sasuke snickers. (Sasuke: Hah! Revenge is
best served cold�)

~*~

Replies:

yukiko: PINPON!!!!
You got it! But, as you probably know by now, he cooked everything. :D Thanks
for reviewing!!! :D

kai: I�m glad
you liked it! The �mission� was to cook for their third monthsary
dinner� And yeah, the �I AM GOD� line was one of my better ideas.. XD Thanks for the review!

hogo-chan: Thank
you!!! I�m happy you liked it! Here�s the next chapter!!!

vampchic: Yup,
they tried to bake a cake. Only Naruto succeeded, though..
XD By the way, it�s for their third monthsary� Kakashi�s such a take-out person..
Chibi whispers. He�s too lazy to learn more
than the basic� XD Thanks for the review!!!

silverfox: Thank
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Puchu: Thanks! You�ve read this, but what the heck� I�m
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