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Weird week	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Iruka sits down at his chair again, holding Hatake-sama's report in one of his hands. He looks at it an quickly lies it onto the table. The man worked so hard on it, best not to ruin it by holding it and creasing it. He smooths out the paper and looks at the words. He can file it directly, without correcting the mistakes first. He smiles.
"That was some heated stuff you had going on here, Sensei." Anko stands before him and looks down at him. "I mean, they were at it." She shakes her head and sits down at a corner of his desk. "What did you do, Sensei?" She asks him. "I mean. Yesterday Ibiki came in without wearing a shirt. He directly went to your desk. Without a shirt." She waves her index finger through the air. "And today almost the same. Yes, I know, the man was fully clothed this time, but I think it means something." She shakes her head again.
Iruka blinks and frowns. "It is Morino-sama, Anko-chan." He sighs. "And..." He widens his eyes and brings his hands to his head. "I don't know what is going on." He pushes his fingers in his hair, massaging his scalp. "I mean. What I said when Morino-sama walked in." He swallows and looks down at his desk. "I called him hot." He grits his teeth. "I meant it, but who does that? Who goes on telling the Head of Interrogation that he is hot?" He shakes his head.
Anko nods. "Well, we all think that." She shrugs. "I mean, look around you." The people around them are still there, now watching Iruka. "We all think the same as what you were thinking about that man." She sighs and smiles. "You are only brave enough to say it out loud." She bites the side of her lip. "Or you were just flabbergasted. Or both. It could be both. I guess." She shrugs and leans towards him. "But you know what was interesting?" She raises one eyebrow.
Iruka frowns. He said Ibiki was hot. In his face. What else was interesting? He shakes his head. His mind is completely overwhelmed by that man. Was there something else going on?
"Kakashi showed some interest as well." Anko places her index finger underneath her eye and nods. "I mean, he desperately wanted to have dinner with you." She raises both her eyebrows and blinks slowly. "And he was acting very relaxed next to the Head of Interrogation. Putting his head onto his shoulder. Like there was something going on, between them." She giggles and jumps of the desk. "I think I know." She raises one finger up in the air. "That must be it. It can't be any other way."
Iruka frowns and cocks his head. The crowd takes one step closer towards them, leaning in. Iruka moves his head from left to right and blinks. "What are you talking about?" He asks. He is curious about her thoughts. Sure, Hatake-sama held his hand and pulled him close, but that is just the playful side of that man. Right?
She giggles with a hand before her mouth and places a hand on her stomach. "Isn't it obvious?" She asks. She drops the hand in front of her mouth and places it on the desk. "I mean, it is simple." She giggles.
Iruka shakes his head and shrugs. "I have no idea what you are talking about." His mind was not ready with clarifying what happened only moments before, let alone explaining those things.
"They are both strong men, capable of taking each other on." She gestures with her hand.
Iruka nods. "You are right with that." He says. They are both very strong man. Good Shinobi. Jounin, both. The Head of Interrogation and the Shinobi that knows a thousand jutsu's. He, on the other hand, is just a mere Chuunin. He sighs inwardly and focuses on the woman before him again.
"Well, Kakashi wants Ibiki. But Ibiki refuses to give himself easily. I mean, this is Morino Ibiki we are talking about. The Head of Interrogation. He could probably make Kakashi pee his pants if he wanted that." Anko shrugs. "So Kakashi tries another route. Through you." Anko presses her index finger at Iruka's chest.
Iruka gasps and takes a step back. "What? Why? What are you talking about?" He asks. He looks at Anko's finger, still pressing into his vest.
"Well, isn't it obvious? Ibiki wants you." Anko claps her hands together. The crowd around them nods and they whisper.
Iruka blinks and stares at the woman in front of him. His chin trembles, like his arms and legs. He takes a step back and falls in his chair. Morino-sama, wanting him? "What?" he asks. He shakes his head.
"Yes, it is obvious. Ibiki walked in the Mission Room without his shirt on. He walked directly towards you desk. He didn't even bother to look at the other desks. Without his shirt on. Do you remember that Iruka?" Anko waves her hands around. "And today he walked in, directly towards your desk. Again. There is no denying it. He wants you." She shrugs. "Why else would he be wearing no shirt the first time and directly wandering towards your desk the second?" She shakes her head and turns around. "Be sure to cook something nice!" She raises her hand and waves, leaving the room.
Iruka blinks and glances around. The people around him whisper, look at him and slowly, disappear out of the room.
It can't be that Ibiki, no Morino-sama wants him. When Iruka entered his office, he was already shirtless. And he stepped towards Iruka's desk because it was Iruka who brought him the wrong papers. It can't be. There is no way Ibiki, no Morino-sama, could have known that Iruka was delivering papers to him. There was no way he knew that and prepared for it.
Iruka blinks and stared at the surface of his desk. Morino-sama is the Head of Interrogation. He blinks again and his mouth falls open. The man is a strategist. A good one at that. Iruka swallows and licks his lips. His cheeks burn and he covers them with his hands.
Perhaps the man did plan all of this.
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Ibiki stares at the clothing in his closet. What does a person wear when being invited to dinner? Something casual? A work outfit? He shakes his head. Being invited over dinner is not work, unless it is Tsunade-sama who did the inviting. Then it is work. But even then, what would a man wear?
He takes a step back and sits down at his bed. With one hand under his chin he keeps on staring towards his closet. He doesn't own a lot of casual clothes. And the one he owns, are not that different from his work outfit. All black, most of them tight and useful in battle. If he were to be attacked at dinner, he could easily fight the intruders of.
He blinks.Unless the intruders were a bit like Kakashi. That man could come into his house unnoticed. Without even so much as breaking a sweat.
He blinks again. Since when does he call Hatake-san, Kakashi?
"Do you know how to dress?" Kakashi sits down next to him. The Copy nin stretches his body and lies down on the mattress. He moves his arms over his head. His chest rises and he moans. "I mean, you know how to dress, but what are you going to wear?"
Ibiki blinks at him and balls a fist. "What are you doing here?" He asks through gritted teeth. The man did it again. Coming into his house unnoticed. And uninvited. "Don't you have to find somebody to play with?" He asks.
"Why?" Kakashi takes of his forehead protector and pulls his mask down. He smiles. "I am not the Head of Interrogation. I am a Jounin." He shrugs. "I have you to play with people." He closes his eyes and sighs softly.
Ibiki stares at the man besides him. There is a tug at his heart, somehow. Must be the face. He drops his gaze towards his own hands and sighs. Next to him, the Copy nin rolls over, sighing as well. "You are really hard to read, Ibiki." Kakashi says. He stretches himself, pushing his butt upwards. "I feel like I've done something wrong, something to upset you." He pushes his butt towards Ibiki and groans. "Have I done something to upset you?" He rolls himself over, sitting on Ibiki's lap.
Ibiki blinks at the man in his arms. The mans butt wiggles against his abdomen and there is that gut feeling again. He frowns. The man had no right to sit in his lap like that. If he wants to take the teachers hand and pull him close, he can sit in the teachers lap, not his. He places his hands on Kakashi's side and lifts him up.
Kakashi lies his hands on top of Ibiki's arms and shakes his head. "No." He says. He lifts one hand and waves around with his index finger. "No throwing the Copy cat." He laughs and smiles.
Ibiki's breath hitches in his throat. He swallows and glances towards the other side. There, a smile. There is warmth in his chest. He frowns. It was not the same smile like Umino-san's. Kakashi gets a lot of smiles from that teacher. He probably wants to return the favor.
"Is there something wrong?" Kakashi asks. He places a hand on Ibiki's cheek and forces him to lock eyes with him. "You are holding back something." He frowns and leans towards Ibiki. His breath hits Ibiki's lips. That man. Ibiki pushes his lips onto each other and frowns. He leans back a bit, not wanting the Copy nin near him. At least, not now. He shakes his head.
Kakashi shrugs. "Well, I don't think I can force you to tell me anything." He pouts, moves his legs to Ibiki's sides and wiggles a bit forwards, more onto Ibiki's lap. "I mean, I am a Jounin. You are the Head of Interrogation." He pushes his butt down, in Ibiki's lap. "You are the best at getting under somebody's skin. Making them all riled up." He throws his head back and sighs. "I mean, you're the one walking into the Mission Room without a shirt on. Showing of your chest. You know, when you were walking towards Iruka's desk?"
Ibiki growls, grabs Kakashi's sides and hoists him up, over his head, right onto the mattress. He turns around, growls again and jumps onto Kakashi's frame. He forces the man down, grabbing his arms and pushing them down. "You ripped my shirt." He growls. "You made me sleep through a Sunday." He adds. He pushes his whole body onto Kakashi's. "You are the one who-." He swallows his words. He doesn't want to admit to Kakashi that it had been years.
The body underneath him wiggles ans shakes. Ibiki frowns, narrows his eyes and looks down at Kakashi's face. His laughing face. His eyes are closed and his mouth is open. "Ibiki." He hiccups. "You are..." He opens his eyes and shakes his head. "I can't say that." He hiccups and closes his eyes again.
Ibiki leans down and brings his mouth near Kakashi's ear. "Shut up." He says. Heath rises in his chest and he clenches his fist. "Shut up, Copy nin." He bites Kakashi's ear and licks the shell. "Or you will regret it." He bites down Kakashi's neck and sucks it. That must leave a mark for sure. He releases the skin and smirks.
The body underneath him freezes, as does he. He blinks.
"So, there is another side to you." Kakashi says. His voice is neutral.
Ibiki pulls back and licks his lips. He blinks and releases Kakashi's arms. "I..." He leans back. He almost took control. He didn't do that the last two times. He let himself be controlled. He let Kakashi do whatever he wanted. That felt right.
"Maa, Ibiki." Ibiki glances down, to his mattress. There is no Kakashi present, no body between his legs. He turns his head towards his closet. Kakashi is standing in front of it, holding some clothes. "I think you should wear black." He puts a hand to his chin and nods. He throws the clothes on Ibiki's bed and turns around, facing Ibiki fully again. The mask is back on his face, as is his head protector. "I will see you at Iruka's place." He cocks his head, reaches inside his vest and takes his orange book out. He buries his nose in it and walks out of the room.
Ibiki stares at the door, glances down at the clothes and then at his hands. There is arousal in his gut, that stirring feeling. He clenches his hands and pushes them onto his bed. He feels light and heavy, warm, hot and cold. He shakes his head and glances at the door again. What does this mean?
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Iruka glances around the market. There are a lot of things he can make. What would suit both men? Meat or fish? He frowns and walks towards one of the stalls.
"Hello Umino-san." A woman says. "I heard you have guest coming over." She smiles at him and points at some mushrooms. "I think you are going to need them." She winks and grabs a tray filled with mushrooms. "These are one me." She winks again.
"Umino-sensei, over here." Another woman waves at him. Iruka blinks, takes the mushrooms and walks over to the next stall, towards the woman who waved at him. "I think you need eggplant as well. You should makes something nice out of it." She hands him a couple eggplants and bows. "I hope you enjoy dinner." Iruka thanks her and bows his head. She ushers him to continue his way home, to start cooking. He wouldn't want to be late, right?
Iruka blinks and does as the woman suggest, walking home. The eggplants and the mushrooms safe in his arms as he takes large steps. Why do so many people know that he has visitors over? He glances down at the food in his arms. And why would they give him this? He shakes his head and hurries through the streets.
He is quick to open his door and entering his apartment. He brings everything into the kitchen and glances at the clock. Only a half hour until his guest arrive. He better hurry. He was late today, having more reports to file away then usual. Talking to more Shinobi then usual. They kept him.
He takes a deep breath,sighs and goes on chopping the ingredients.
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