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Memories
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Kotetsu got the popcorn ready and Izumo set up the video player. They'd stopped on the way home to pick up one of those old black and white comedy movies they always liked to make fun of. It had felt good, a lot more like the old them when they didn't even need to talk about it. They'd walked straight to the same shelf and, in about two minutes pointed at the same movie.

They'd been grinning when they got to the counter and the guy gave them the funniest look, but they didn't care. They were best friends again. And like every other movie night they'd had, Tetsu hadn't even said a word, just went in to make the popcorn and Zumo had gone to the video player to set it up.

They'd learned early on that Izumo was a disaster in the kitchen if he tried to do more than warm up food or brew tea. He'd nearly burned the apartment down the first time he tried to really cook. It hadn't even been a discussion after that. Tetsu cooked, period.

Tetsu, on the other hand, was half-assed at best when it came to cleaning up. It annoyed Izumo at times, but he figured it was a decent balance when it meant he didn't have to try to cook. As long as Tetsu didn't make too much of a mess when he did so. One of Zumo's few actual girlfriends thought it was silly that he couldn't cook, but he'd just told her it worked for them. She'd given up pretty quickly after that and he realized that his ability to cook wasn't the only thing she'd given up on quickly.

"It's ready!" He called out to Tetsu. He could hear the popping, so he knew he hadn't heard it over the sound. He took up his usual seat on the couch and just waited.

A few minutes later, large bowl of popcorn in one hand, bottles of tea in the other, Kotetsu came out. "Didn't you tell me?"

Izumo rolled his eyes. Some things really weren't going to change. "Of course I did. You were popping the popcorn, so you didn't hear me. I knew you'd come out and ask me if I was going to tell you and we'd do this all over again."

"Oh. Right, okay. So, start the movie, already," Tetsu said, shaking his head.

Zumo chuckled, but hit the play button and then leaned over and punched Tetsu in the arm, just like he always did and just like always, Tetsu shouted, "hey! What was that for?"

Izumo looked over at him, trying to keep a straight face. It lasted about ten seconds, then Tetsu started laughing, too. "Right."

They turned to the movie and it didn't take long for them to start laughing and making rude comments. About half way through, also as usual, they started taking swipes at each other, mimicking the movie. "Wiseguy, eh?" Izumo said.

"Woop woop!" Tetsu imitated and they'd laugh even harder.

About two thirds of the way through the movie, the popcorn, what was left of it, started to get thrown. At the screen, at each other, it didn't matter.

After the thrown popcorn, they'd start wrestling. Throwing punches half heartedly, holding each other down, that sort of thing. But this time, when Kotetsu managed to sit on Izumo, pinning him, they felt the difference.

He had Izumo's hands pinned over his head and was straddling his stomach, their faces only centimeters apart. The laughing died, their eyes met and they both felt the shift immediately. They stared at each other, neither able to breathe very well.

Without thinking, Kotetsu let go of Izumo's hands and Izumo threaded one through those spiky ebony locks. He pulled him down and for the first time in their lives, their lips met. And Holy God, it went through them. It wouldn't have shocked them any more if they'd both felt Kakashi's Raikiri in that moment.

It barely qualified as a kiss. Just a brush of their mouths, closed at that! But neither could move away at first, neither could even breathe. Izumo tilted his head a little and nipped just the tiniest bit at Tetsu's lips and the other man opened to him. Their tongues touched tentatively and the shock from their lips intensified.

Izumo went hard, just like that. His other hand went to the other side of Tetsu's face and the kiss deepened even further. They broke apart, he nipped at the other man's chin, working his way down to his neck, nibbling along it. Then his friend shifted, their erections rubbed against each other and Tetsu moaned loudly.

And they broke apart. Their breathing was harsh, hearts pounding, faces twin expressions of pure shock. What the hell were they doing?

Iruka's face flashed into Izumo's mind and he felt ashamed. This may be his best friend, this may even be the reason that he and Iruka started seeing each other in the first place, but this wasn't his boyfriend. Maybe they didn't say they were committing to each other, but what had happened the night before, and especially that morning couldn't be ignored.

At the same time, Kotetsu was thinking about Kakashi. The copy nin was out there somewhere on a mission, maybe even thinking about getting back to him. And here he was, kissing someone else.

They stared at each other another moment, then Kotetsu awkwardly stood up. Izumo sat up, then, and stared around at the chaos their movies always caused, but not really seeing anything. He swallowed hard and looked back at his best friend.

"I�" he started, but had no idea what to say. He looked up at him, and he saw a similar expression on his friend's face.

"No, I know." Kotetsu said and Izumo realized he really did know.

He buried his face in his hands. "Fuck," came out muffled through them. He really felt like a first-class bastard right then.

"I won't tell him." Tetsu's voice came from right next to him and Izumo looked up.

"I won't, either." Zumo said, staring at his friend.

Tetsu nodded. "I'll� help clean up." Tetsu motioned to the popcorn mess. That, too, was new. Izumo usually cleaned it up himself, but this time, he welcomed the help. They made quick work of it, then he took care of the video and boxed it for return.

"Um, I think I'm just going to go to bed and� read or something." Izumo said and Kotetsu didn't argue. They had an early morning, anyway, so it was a reasonable excuse.

"Yeah, um, night." Kotetsu said.

"Night." Izumo stared at his friend for another moment before escaping into his room. He flopped onto his bed and rolled, then buried his face in the pillow that Iruka had lain on the night before. He could still smell a tiny bit of the citrus of his lover's shampoo.

He stared at the wall for a long time, his mind a complete jumble of confusion. That kiss had felt so right. His friend had felt so right up against him. He'd wanted nothing more in that moment than to make love to him and he knew, without a doubt, that's what would happen.

But he didn't want to, at the same time. He'd already started to care a lot for Iruka. He did not want to hurt the man and he realized that it was as much because he wanted to be with him. Fuck, what a mess!

His mind flew in circles for a quite a long time before he finally fell asleep.

Kotetsu stared at the ceiling. He couldn't even put into words the mess his thoughts were in. Images flashed through his mind like some sort of screwed up, out of order home movie.

Pictures of Zumo as a child, at the beach, while they were at the academy, as genin. Pictures of Kakashi, his face - his whole face, as he was when he was above him. Pictures of him at dinner, in the shower, having drinks. And the last picture of him as he was right before he left. His mask around his neck, the hitae-ate over his sharingan, having just kissed him.

And a picture of Zumo's face right before the shock had hit them both. The picture of that face, eyes closed, just after they'd stopped kissing. It kept switching places with Kakashi's smile. The one he'd given only him before the mask had gone back up and he'd headed out.

He had no idea when he'd fallen asleep, but those pictures would float through his dreams until he saw Kakashi at four years old, offering him a lollipop and Izumo hovering over him as they made love.

Both men looked like hell the next morning, there was no better way to describe it. Tetsu brewed some very strong coffee for them and, after hot showers, they stumbled in to work. They said very little for most of the morning, not to other people and certainly not to each other.

They understood, at least to a point, the confusion and shame they both felt. They may have floated from woman to woman when they'd still been dating them, but neither of them had ever cheated in their lives. And maybe it was just a kiss, but it felt like a lot more.

When Kakashi came into the office shortly before noon, Izumo couldn't help but actually be happy for Tetsu. He watched his friends face light up and the happy crease form in the corner of the copy nin's eye. He even smiled a little and pushed at Tetsu's arm, patently ignoring the pang of jealousy. "Get out of here for a few, I'll cover."

Kotetsu's eyebrows went up, but he didn't argue. He disappeared through the door with Kakashi and Izumo went back to thinking about Iruka. He glanced again at the clock, but the day seemed to be dragging.

When Tetsu came back in only a few minutes later, he raised an eyebrow at him. "We're going out tonight, but he's tired and needs a nap and stuff. He� came straight here from the gates."

Izumo grinned. Damned if the copy nin didn't really care for his friend. That was a surprise. He loved Tetsu a bunch, but that was something he wouldn't have expected. They seemed so� different, but maybe that was part of it. Maybe Kakashi liked the goof-ball parts of Tetsu's personality. Whatever it was, he was glad for them, despite his jealousy.

He realized, too, that he was starting to feel a little better. Iruka had been firmly on his mind all morning and all he wanted was for the day to go by so he could go see him. It surprised him a little at first, that that was all he thought about. He'd made the decision over the course of the night that nothing like what had happened during the movie could happen again. Not while he was dating Iruka. If that changed, then that was fine. But he wasn't going to do that to the other man.

He turned to Tetsu. "Hey, um�," he started and his friend looked over at him. "Look, about�" he waved a hand.

"Yeah." Tetsu nodded, and Izumo knew that Tetsu understood he was referring to the night before.

"I don't think�"

"Yeah, me, either," Testu said.

And that was that. He knew what he was saying, knew what he'd decided and Izumo had a feeling that he'd come to the same conclusion the night before. It was good to know that their communication didn't seem to suffer too badly.

So when lunch rolled around and Izumo was getting ready to go get his, he looked up in surprise to see the very object of his thoughts walking in. He couldn't have hidden the happy surprise if he wanted to. "Hi!"

Iruka grinned, his eyes only for Izumo and he couldn't help feeling good at that. "Hi. One of the other teachers needed to deliver this and I volunteered to bring it over on my lunch."

"I'll take that," Tetsu said, holding out his hand, then he punched Izumo. "Get out."

Izumo didn't need to be told twice. They headed out of the building and as soon as they were outside, he took Iruka's hand. "How long do you have?"

Iruka glanced at his watch. "Not quite an hour."

Izumo glanced around and dragged him into the alley behind the mission office. He found a quiet spot behind a stack of storage crates, pushed the younger man against the wall and attacked him with his lips. It wasn't the same as kissing Tetsu, and Izumo had a feeling nothing would be, but he couldn't ignore the way this man made him feel, either.

When the broke apart, Iruka chuckled. "So, instead of me dragging you into an alley to molest you, you've decided to do that to me?"

Izumo blushed. He'd missed the man. After everything he'd gone through over night, he realized he'd really missed him, even though he'd just seen him the day before. He dropped his head forward to hide the color staining his cheeks, forgetting his bandana was in place, holding his hair. "I'm sorry," Iruka said softly. "I missed you, too. It's why I'm here."

Izumo swallowed, looking up. Iruka pulled his bandana off and brushed the hair out of his eye. He started to wonder that it never bothered him for this man to see it, but he decided not to question it, just then and instead be glad for the time. The look in the other man's eyes was enough to make him just forget� well, pretty much everything. He leaned in again and their lips met once more.

They got lost in it, both of them forgetting where they were, not caring if it was an alley or what. Izumo reached up and pulled at the tie in Iruka's hair, then threaded his fingers through it. When they broke apart for breath, he said, "it should be a crime to tie this up."

Iruka blushed. "It's just hair."

Izumo shook his head. "Not this." He pulled at him and buried his face in it, right along Iruka's neck in the spot he'd learned the younger man liked so much. He nibbled lightly at it and couldn't help but grin at the moan the other man let out.

"Oh God, Zumo, you're too good at that. It's not fair." Iruka moaned and he chuckled. The younger man shifted a little and pulled Izumo in until they were tight up against each other, legs threaded. He could feel the other man's arousal against his own and he rubbed at it just a bit. "You're going to make the afternoon nearly impossible to get through."

Izumo chuckled. "Maybe then you'll know how I feel." He attacked the neck again, pulling the high uniform collar down. He glanced up at Iruka and sucked a bit of skin into his mouth.

"Oh you are cruel," he nearly whimpered, but retaliated by running his hands over Izumo's butt, squeezing his cheeks slightly.

He let go of his lover's neck, grinning at the mark he left there, then readjusted his collar so it was hidden. "There. No one will know you were attacked by your lover at lunch." He chuckled.

"I will. Good grief." He closed his eyes and rested his head against the wall, trying to control his breathing. "Is it six yet?"

Izumo chuckled. "No, dammit, it's not. If I didn't think I'd get gate duty for a month for skipping out on the desk, I'd leave now. But then again, my boyfriend has things to do, so the whole effort would be wasted anyway."

Iruka laughed. "Yes, I can't leave my students to their own devices, I'm afraid."

"No, no, you can't. I seem to remember what I was like back then and Tetsu and I probably would have made your life a living hell." He laughed.

"I don't doubt it for a moment." He chuckled, then leaned in for another kiss. They lost themselves in this one, kissing slowly, nipping at chins, necks and ears, then moving back to their lips again for another deep kiss. So focused on each other were they that they completely lost track of time, too. It wasn't until Iruka's watch beeped at him that they managed to break apart.

The younger man groaned. "Damn. I've got to run, literally." Izumo stepped back and Iruka leaned forward, dropping another kiss on him then snatching his hair tie out of his lover's hand. "I'll see you at six, okay?"

"Yeah. Try to have a good afternoon," Izumo said with a grin, taking his bandana back from Iruka and trying to smooth his own hair down.

"Ha. It's going to take real effort to pay attention to the lesson now." He turned toward the end of the alley.

"You came here," Izumo reminded him.

"Yes, I did," he laughed. He paused and turned back, then Izumo stepped up and placed one more soft kiss on him, right there in the street.

"See you later."

"Later," he said, a little stunned. Izumo turned into the building and blushed when he saw that Iruka was still standing there.

He paused in the door, raising his eyebrows. "Get to class."

Iruka shook his head, blushing and took off, ninja style.

"Well, don't you look like the cat that ate the canary," Kotetsu said as he came back to the desk. He looked his friend over. "Let me guess, the alley behind the storage crates?"

Izumo blushed. "How did you know?" He asked, irritably.

Tetsu cleared his throat and feigned interest in the ceiling tiles.

"Oh!" Izumo laughed. "Kakashi."

"Yeah, but all we did was kiss." Kotetsu said, defensively.

"That's all we did, too. I'm not into sex in public, thank you."

"You spent an hour kissing?" Tetsu said, his eyes wide.

Izumo blushed. "Yeah, and?"

"Damn." His friend blinked at him. "Damn." He turned to the mission books in front of him, shaking his head. "Damn."

"What? Isn't Kakashi a good kisser?" Izumo's eyebrows went up.

"No, no, he is�" he paused. "God, he is." he cleared his throat, "but we've never spent that much time just kissing."

"Well, we were sort of in public, in broad daylight and Iruka had to get back to class," Izumo said, with a sigh.

"Well, okay. But still� an hour�"

"We did talk a little, too." At Kotetsu's look, he said, "a little."

He laughed and Izumo couldn't help laughing with him. Even if they were talking about the men in their lives, even if there was still jealousy there, they both felt better. Maybe, just maybe, their friendship could survive this.

He'd spent the day debating where to take him for dinner. He found himself nervous, wanting to impress the teacher. He wasn't about to declare love or drop to one knee and propose, but he did want to do it right.

Testu had been useless when he asked for advice. He had no more idea what to do than Izumo himself did. He offered to ask Kakashi, but he was supposed to pick Tetsu up at the same time Izumo was due at Iruka's. That would never do, he'd end up more than an hour late, that way.

So, he was pacing behind the mission desk a few minutes before the end of the day, still at a loss. "Oh for Pete's sake, why don't you just ask him?" Tetsu said, finally annoyed.

Izumo turned to him. "How many women did you ask?"

"He's not a woman."

"No shit, Sherlock," Izumo said, in exasperation. "But I asked him, right?"

Kotetsu frowned. "Yeah. Kakashi said that when he asked he'd take care of things. And he hasn't given me a chance to yet, so I have no idea what I'd do. Well� what does he like?"

Izumo frowned. "The only thing I know of is ramen. I'd feel awfully cheap taking him for ramen."

"Then don't. But� if it's his favorite� Wait, how did you know, anyway?" Tetsu raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, Sakura came in earlier to drop off a scroll for Shizune. I asked her if she knew what he liked." At Tetsu's puzzled look, he said, "well, she was Naruto's teammate and he was Iruka's prized student."

"Oh, right. You're a devious bastard, aren't you?"

Izumo grinned. "I can be. But that still doesn't tell me much." He sighed. "I wish I'd talked to him a little more the other night than just�" he stuttered to a halt, blushing. "Well, I'll have to find out tonight."

Kotetsu snorted. "You mean talked more than had sex, right?" Izumo swiped at him and he dodged it. "So, what are you going to do?"

"Where'd he take you Saturday?" Izumo asked, contemplating the wall.

"Barbecue. Look, maybe just take him somewhere nice. You can worry about his favorite the next time. Just don't spend so much you can't pay the electric bill."

"Ha. ha," Izumo said, sighing and pacing back the other way. "Huh. Do you take anything to a guy when you pick them up?"

"What?" Kotetsu blinked.

"You know, like when I picked up women for dates, I usually took them flowers. Iruka doesn't seem like a flower kind of guy."

"You took women flowers?" Kotetsu blinked at him.

Izumo shook his head. "No wonder you never got more than a couple of dates. You really were sad with women."

"Hey! I got� um� You know, maybe you're right about that." He frowned. "I have no idea. Kashi didn't bring me anything, but�" He shrugged, then sighed. "This is almost as complicated as dating women."

"Ha. Not hardly. At least I know if he'll want to get in bed at the end of the night," Zumo said, chuckling. "And I know what to do." He glanced at the clock, glaring. "Five damned minutes."

Tetsu stared at him a moment. "You do?"

"Yes. He likes whiskey." He nodded. "And if he'd gone out of his way to find out my favorite food and took me for it, I'd be impressed."

"Yeah, but he's not you."

"But I'm a guy, he's a guy. We're fairly simple creatures, when you think about it," Izumo said.

"Huh. I guess that's true." Kotetsu looked up at him, but he didn't say anything further. He was too busy wondering what it would be like to actually date his best friend.

"You know, the whole dating thing is completely overrated, anyway. I mean, I don't mind it, but isn't it mostly about getting to know the other person? Getting them comfortable with you before you have sex?"

"I don't know. I sucked at it, remember?"

"You're doing better now." Izumo pointed out. "You're going on date two tonight."

"That's only two dates. I've been on three dates with the same person before."

"Oh? When?"

"Um, well, there was that blonde chick� what was her name? Mae? Mai? Something like that. We went on three dates."

Izumo just shook his head sadly. "You are so lucky Kakashi sees something in you."

Kotetsu blushed, then swiped at his friend. "Come on. We better hurry so we're not late."

"What are you worried about? He'll be an hour late at least, anyway."

"Maybe not. He was only forty five minutes late the last time."

Izumo laughed. "Right. The old lady crossing the street. Well, I'm not going to be late. I'll see you at home." And so saying, he took to the roofs.

Kotetsu watched him go and let the jealousy out a little bit. Oh yeah, Zumo was gone over for the teacher, worrying about favorite foods and liquors and impressing him with stuff. He frowned. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if Zumo was doing stuff like that for him. Then he pushed it aside. Kakashi did and that's what mattered.

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