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Escort Duty	By : SilverPhantom Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1124 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Tests
- 2-Masks
- 3-Rumors
- 4-Burns
- 5-Kiss
- 6-Dance
- 7-After the Dance
- 8-Fireworks
- 9-Begin
- 10-Lake
- 11-Thanks
- 5
- 6
- 7
My grammar sucks, I know.�
I write what plays out in my head and don�t really care about
grammar.� Spelling mistakes I hate with a
passion and kill with a six foot sword.

HKUI

Kakashi grinned as he walked into the room, spotting Iruka
asleep on the couch on his stomach, papers in one hand crumbled slightly as if
he refused to let go even in sleep.� The
masquerade thing was tonight and Kakashi was going to ask if Iruka had any
ideas for a costume, and if he would like to go together.� Since Iruka�s confession of feelings a few
nights ago, they haven�t really had time to spend together.� While one was escorting the princesses
around, the other was checking on the councilors that might have placed the
exploding tag on the desk.� So far, that
didn�t bring up any clues, but they weren�t going to stop because of that.

He padded over to Iruka, his feet making enough noise to
alert the ninja that someone was in the room, but Iruka merely turned his head
in his sleep toward Kakashi, mumbled something, and fell silent.� A few locks of hair, still damp from an
earlier bath, fell across his face, covering a bit of the scar that went over
his nose.� Kakashi brushed the hair back
and gently shook Iruka�s shoulder.

�Iruka.� You need to
wake up.�

The Chuunin mumbled what suspiciously sounded like, �I don�t
wanna,� and became quiet.

Kakashi chuckled and let his hand rub Iruka�s back, careful
of the barely visible burns and letting his chakra flow into the tense muscles,
relaxing them.� Iruka let out a soft
groan and when he opened his eyes, Kakashi just smiled at him.

�Yo.�

Iruka rolled his eyes, not saying anything and only groaned
again as Kakashi found a sore spot.�
After a few more minutes of back rubbing, Iruka rolled out from Kakashi�s
hands only to catch one and pull the Jounin forward.� Kakashi blinked in surprise as he nearly
landed on top of Iruka, but the younger man just merely leaned up slightly and
pressed a soft kiss to cloth covered lips.�
Only this time, the Chuunin didn�t disappear suddenly.

When Kakashi leaned back, Iruka was smiling softly at him,
his eyes half lidded with sleep.� �Hey.�

�Hey yourself.� Nice
nap?�

Iruka nodded and closed his eyes, stretching the best he
could on the couch and Kakashi could hear a few pops from the Chuunin�s back.� The older ninja was about to say something
when the doors flew open and slammed against the walls, startling both of
them.� They stared at the three people in
surprise.

Shima, Hitode, and Kishi walked into the room as if they
owned it.� Shima and Hitode grabbed
Iruka�s upper arms in a powerful grip when Kishi pushed Kakashi out of the room,
threatened at chopstick point.� The
moment the Kakashi stepped over the threshold, the doors slammed shut, leaving
the Jounin staring blankly at the pretty design carved into the wood.� A soft chuckle caught Kakashi�s attention and
he looked into the eyes of the otherwise completely covered Azarashi.

�You might want to go off and find your costume.� You won�t be able to see Umino-san until the
ball-dance-thing.�

�If you say so.�� And
with that, Kakashi walked down the hall, glad for once that his self imposed
mission for that day left him in casual clothes and bandages.� The girls didn�t give him enough time to
change, and Kakashi was pretty sure that he didn�t want to be in the room for
longer than needed.

HKUI

Iruka didn�t like it one bit.� Sure, he expected to go to the masquerade
party thing to watch over the princesses and make sure nothing happened, but he
didn�t expect to be forced into a kimono, wrapped up as neat as a Christmas
present, and given a mask and told to go play with the guests.� At least he was able to sit at the table and
sip at his champagne.

With the threat of the unknown attacker out and about, the
group wasn�t taking chances.� So Iruka
didn�t grumble too much when he was told the idea, and appeared as pleasant and
happy as Shima, Kishi, and Hitode as they all showed up at the masquerade party
that Lord Ishin was throwing.� With their
brown hair pulled back and put up with decorative chopsticks, a hint of make up
covering Iruka�s scar and enhancing their eyes, and the mask hiding everything
above their nose, no one would be able to tell who was who.

The Chuunin nearly jumped out of his skin when a hand was
offered to him and he glanced up at the masked face of a pirate.� It wasn�t Kakashi and a quick chakra checked
confirmed that it was in fact Azarashi.�
The ninja took the offered hand and the masked guard swept him into the
dance.

�Aren�t you looking for Kishi-sama?� Iruka asked in a soft
voice. ��I can point her out if you need
help.�

The guard chuckled.�
�So it�s been figured out?� No, I
don�t need help to find her.� She holds
herself a bit straighter than you, but still keeps to the background.� I see those three got you into the kimono.�

Iruka felt the blush on his cheeks.� �Yes, and hopefully for the last time.� I don�t care what else is going on before we
leave, but I�m not dressing up like this again!�

�Well, you can�t say that you didn�t have an interesting
time!� Switch!�

Only then did Iruka realize that the dance he was
participating in actually switched dancers and regular intervals.� He got swept up by the next dancer, a
swordsman in complete black, and a quick chakra check told him it was someone
he didn�t know. �Iruka lowered his eyes in
fake embarrassment and young man chuckled.

�You came in with the princesses, no?� he asked, his words
accented strangely.� Then his mind placed
the voice and body type with a person he saw a day or so ago, when the alliance
papers were signed.� He was dancing with
Mizuirazu, Lord Ishin�s only son and heir.

Iruka nodded, not trusting his voice to cover who he was,
while his mind worked furiously to place the accent.� The reports that were given to him didn�t say
where the young man had left to study, only that he was going to be gone for
the beginning of the council meetings.� Nothing
was really known about the young man.� The
only thing that Iruka could do at the moment was to play the shy guest.

�Yes,� he said softly.�
�They were kind enough to let me join them.�

�Let you join them, or forced you into the role?�� When Iruka gave him a startled look, his
violet eyes never wavered.� �I�ve known
both of them for a long while, and you have nothing to fear of me, guardian.� But now I must leave you.�

With a slight spin, the young man sent Iruka to his next
partner and strong but gentle hands caught him easily.� Iruka�s hand was brought up and soft lips
were pressed against his knuckles.� Iruka
didn�t look up, a bit embarrassed at the actions, but took note of the
obviously fake ninja outfit the person wore.�
It�s just cloth! he
thought.� Nothing to protect the body from kunai or shuriken, and no place for
weapons or supplies!� Just a kodachi at
the belt!

Iruka looked up at his partner.� And he
just has a mask over his eyes, and the rest of his face�
hi� s face�

Mismatched eyes glimmered with humor as Iruka�s partner
swept him though the dance easily, all of Iruka�s grace and quick reflexes left
with the swordsman.� Iruka apparently
came in the dance late for after a few dizzying spins, the orchestra stopped
for a break and his partner led him over to a clearing near a wall, snagging
two glasses of champagne from a passing tray.�
After handing Iruka the glass and pressing a soft kiss to the still
floored Chuunin�s lips, Kakashi leaned back against the wall and took a sip of
his champagne.

While most of his mind was still in shock, a smaller part
that paid attention to details finally got a good look at Kakashi.� The older ninja actually looked good in the
fake, cheesy ninja outfit, all of the black with silver lining matching nicely
to his figure.� The silver hair was
actually combed back.� Combine that with
the mask he wore over his eyes that hid most of the scar over his left eye made
him fairly unrecognizable.

�Are you enjoying your night, Hime-sama?�
Kakashi asked.

�Very much so, Shinobi-san,� Iruka
replied with a demure smile.� �It�s been
quite interesting.� I was able to dance
with many people.� But my Lord Emperor
seemed a bit eager to dance with me and my sisters.�

Kakashi�s eyes flickered across the room, finding the
councilor that was dressed as an emperor for the party.� It might have been a party for Lord Ishin�s
son, but that didn�t mean that none of the other higher ups could come together
and happily kiss ass for favors and information.� Both ninjas watched as the old man excused
himself and left the room.� Once they
were sure that the group�s guards were watching over the princesses, Iruka and
Kakashi followed at a more leisure pace, talking to each other about nothing at
all.

Within two minutes, they lost sight of the councilor.

Within seven minutes, they lost themselves.

�I thought we knew this place!� Iruka whispered fiercely as
he glared out a large window, trying to see if he could pick out a recognizable
land mark in the darkness.� Most of the
gardens around the mansion had some sort of theme for each wing, and if they
could figure out which garden was outside, they would be able to find their way
back�

Hopefully�

�Someone�s coming!� was Iruka�s next words.� He could hear the footsteps from down the
hall.� The person hasn�t come around the
corner yet, but it was getting close.�
And so Kakashi did the only thing his mind could have come up with at
the moment.

He kissed Iruka.

The Chuunin was a bit surprised.� It wasn�t one of their gentle kisses that
they managed to steal from each other at random times that they were able to
share.� No, this was a full blown roaming
hands, pressed against each other, sharing spit make out session.

Iruka groaned and decided that kissing Kakashi like this was
much better than what they were doing before.�
For one, he could actually feel the Jounin�s
lips, neither too thin nor too full, and feel the way they moved against his
lips.� Another was that he could taste
the Jounin.� There was a bit of champagne
there, but the taste was spicier than any curry, but at the same time, had a
bit of sweetness to it, almost unnoticeable, but still there.

He could feel the heat of Kakashi�s hands at his waist
through the kimono, which he thought was odd since the fabric was stiff and
there were many layers of it between his skin and Kakashi's hands.� But those hands were nothing compared to the
hot, strong body that pressed him up against the glass windows and held him
there easily.

Iruka never had a relationship before Kakashi and he was pretty
sure that Kakashi won�t be able to get rid of him after that.� Iruka vowed it.

The kisses moved away from his lips to his neck and the
Chuunin bit his lip to keep from crying out.�
This was the first time they had gone this far and yet Kakashi seemed to
know every spot that would make Iruka weak in the knees.

After a few more moments, those lips came up to his ear and
whispered, �He�s gone.�

Iruka opened glazed eyes and saw the Kakashi had removed
both of their masks and he just stared at the Jounin with a healthy dose of
lust.� �Who?� he asked, a bit breathless.

�Young Mizuirazu.�

Iruka didn�t know how to react to that, but he finally
recognized something just outside the window.�
Immediately, he pulled the Jounin closer for another kiss, not quite as
forceful but just as passionate.� When
they broke for air again, Iruka murmured, �Our room is two right turns and five
doors down.�

Kakashi�s eyes lit up and he began to lead Iruka back
towards their room, the Chuunin blushing the entire way.� Iruka didn�t mind though.� He didn�t fight against what he wanted.

HKUI

Yay!� Another chapter!� I might write a lemon-ish
side thingy for this end of the chapter and put it on my AFF account.� If I do, I�ll post it at the same time as the
actual next chapter.� I dunno, I tend to shy away from
lemons�

In other news, it�s typhoon season.� A wet Phantom does not make a happy Phantom.� Reviews make a happy Phantom though� hint hint�

On a side note, Mizuirazu means "Alone" according
to my dictionary, but I mainly chose the word because it does use the kanji for
water in it.
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