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Sleep tight	By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chakra depletion. Sore muscles. Wounds on his back. Nothing broken. Kakashi groans and lifts his head up to meet Tsunade-sama’s eyes. Mission completed. He drops the scroll on her desk and nods.
She nods towards him, grabbing the scroll and opening it. He eyes skim over the written words and a smiles breaks out onto her face. “You did an excellent job, Kakashi.” She nods and lifts her gaze towards him. “Even came back early.” She hums and places the scroll onto her desk. “I am guessing that those two have something to do with it?” She raises one eyebrow and cocks her head to the side.
Kakashi wisely keeps his mouth shut. Telling her that yes, indeed, he is back early because he wanted to see Ibiki, is something he just can’t do. Not now. He wanted to come back. Not that he doesn’t trust Ibiki and Iruka.
“Well, seeing your state, I have to send you towards the hospital.”
Kakashi blinks and averts his eyes towards the Hokage again. What is she talking about? He mentally checks his body. He is fine.
“But, seeing as you are you, I don’t think you will stay at the hospital.” She sighs and rises from her chair. “I think it is best if I assign a couple of Shinobi to look after you.” She smiles and closes her eyes, bringing her hands to her back and walking around her desk. “But can I do that?” She cocks her head and stands in front of him. “Can I trust you to do anything those Shinobi ask of you, without breaking anything and hurting them?” she asks.
Kakashi blinks and tries to take a good look at her. ‘Tries’ being the keyword here. She is a bit… fuzzy.
“Hatake, focus.” She sighs and shakes her head. “Right, I am going to do this. Really, there is nothing else I can do. If I were to put you in the hospital, you would only make the nurses go crazy.” She chuckles. “I am assigning you under the care of Morino Ibiki and Umino Iruka.” She nods.
Kakashi blinks. Something with Ibiki. And Iruka. good. Well, he doesn’t care. She’s the boss. She should know it. He closes his eyes.
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Iruka stares at the paper in his hands and glances up to the door in front of him. He swallows, knocks on the door and bites his lips.
Ibiki opens the door, nods to him and moves aside.
“Where are your bags?” Ibiki asks. He frowns. Iruka steps inside and moves past the big man. “I came as soon as I got this paper. I didn’t know I had to bring bags.” Iruka blinks. “Why are there bags needed?”
Ibiki sighs. “Well, I think you’ll be here for a while. We both have to take care of the pup and I don’t think you will go home tonight.” He turns around. “Or the day after.” He shrugs.
Iruka blinks and watches Ibiki walk into his bedroom. He bites his lip. Taking care of Kakashi? His cheeks heat up. Just taking care, right? Nothing sexual. Right, must be something about medical then.
He walks after Ibiki and stares at the bed. Kakashi is lying there, on his stomach, blanket only covering his butt. The rest of him is naked. Iruka feels himself blush again and he stares at Ibiki.
“Chakra depletion, wounds on his back. We don’t have to look after that, just have to make sure he rests.” Ibiki shrugs and sits down on the edge of the bed.
Kakashi chooses that moment to stop breathing and lifting his head. “Fuck,” he whispers.
Ibiki chuckles and shakes his head. “Nope,” he says, winking at Iruka. “Not going to do that.” He leans down and looks into Kakashi’s eyes.
Kakashi groans.
“No groaning will help you to convince me to fuck you.” Ibiki pushes himself into a sitting position and shakes his head.
“I am groaning because my back hurts,” Kakashi spits out. He turns his head towards the Head of Interrogation and groans again.
Iruka blinks and approaches the bed. “I think I can help you with that.” He sits down at the other edge of the bed and places his hands on Kakashi’s back. “Morino-sama, do you have some oil?” he asks. “I think a massage does wonders for Hatake-sama’s back.” He smiles.
Ibiki doesn’t answer. Instead, he just hands him a bottle of oil. Iruka takes it without averting his eyes from Kakashi’s back. He does notice that Ibiki places another bottle on the side stand. He frowns and looks towards it.
He blinks as the content of the bottle becomes clear to him. Lube. For anal activities. He blinks and swallows. Ibiki surely has something bigger in mind then just rest.
“Well?” Ibiki moves in front of him and chuckles. “Massage our dear pup.” He winks and turns around. “I’ll be making something to eat. I don’t think I can measure up to your cooking skills, but we have to deal with that later.”
Kakashi tenses up underneath Iruka’s hands and Iruka’s attention is brought back to the man underneath him. “Relax Kakashi. I’ll massage you and after that you’ll feel a lot better.” He pushes his fingers down and kneads the muscles on Kakashi’s shoulders. “And after that, you can eat something. Tomorrow I will make something. Then you don’t feel left out.”
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“Then you don’t feel left out.”
Kakashi has to admit, those hands feel amazing on his back. It stirs something in his crotch as well. Just like the thought that formed in his mind after Iruka spoke. He was feeling left out. Iruka cooked dinner. And Ibiki ate it. What else did they do?
He shuts his eyes and bites the inside of his cheek. He wants to know what they did, and at the same time he doesn’t want to know it. If they did have sex without him… He doesn’t know what he wants.
He moans, surprising himself.
“There you go, relax Kakashi. I am not going to hurt you.” Iruka’s hands move lower and it all feels great. Kakashi moves into the touch and moans again.
“Iruka.” Ibiki’s voice is stern and Iruka’s hands stop. “I told him that we weren’t going to fuck him,” Ibiki says. He growls.
Iruka’s hands are lifted from Kakashi’s back. “I am not going to fuck him,” Iruka stammers. “I am just massaging him.” He rises from the bed. “I…”
“Yeah, right.” Ibiki snorts and leans down. “Care to tell me like he was making noises like you were sucking his dick?”
Iruka gulps and falls down, next to the bed. Kakashi turns his head and sees Ibiki hovering above the man.
“His hands feel really good,” Kakashi says. He smiles. “You’d be moaning too if he was working his magic on you.”
Ibiki snorts and smirks. “Well, since I didn’t get anything last night, I might just make the teacher promise to massage me like that.” He cocks his head.
Iruka yelps and backs away. His head hits the mattress and he blinks. “You didn’t want anything. I mean... You just ate and then suggested we’d wait for Hatake-sama to get back.” He closes his eyes and turns his head to the side. “You didn’t ask.”
Kakashi cocks his head and pushes himself towards the teacher. It goes very easy, seeing as he was in pain just a moment ago. He blinks, shrugs and brings his head towards Iruka’s face. “So, you didn’t give the man anything?” It seems silly to ask for it. But he wants to know. “What did you do?”
“I just made dinner. For the both of you. And you didn’t came,” Iruka whispers. “And after dinner, he just left and I slept alone in my bed.” The teacher huffs. “My king-sized bed. I am able to fit all of us you know.” He turns his head towards the other side and huffs.
Ibiki and Kakashi share a look. Ibiki presses his lips together, closes his eyes and laughs loudly. “Right, come on. Get up, both of you. We are going to eat dinner and after that Kakashi will soak in the tub.”
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The night is quite quiet. Ibiki hums and takes a look at the men around him. Iruka is already sleeping, curled up to his side. The teacher has cold feet, but Ibiki doesn’t mind. The small frame is a welcoming guest at his side.
Kakashi is sleeping on his other side. He is softly snoring, wearing no mask nor headband. Handsome man. Wounded man. Ibiki nods and closes his eyes. He places an arm around Kakashi’s shoulders and pulls him close, with his head on Ibiki’s chest.
This is going to be a good night.
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“Wake up.”
Iruka snorts and shifts, not wanting to give up his comfortable place in bed.
“Wake up.”
The body next to him is moving, pushing him towards the edge of the bed. Iruka groans and opens his eyes, only to meet Ibiki’s. He blinks and narrows his eyes, turning his body away from the big man.
“You have to go to work.” Ibiki smiles and points at the clock next to him. “Rise and shine teacher.”
Iruka opens his mouth, wanting to correct the man and to tell him that he doesn’t have any other work besides the work in the Mission room. And that doesn’t start until noon. He blinks and stops himself. He can’t tell him that. If he does, what will happen? Iruka simply nods and slips out of the bed. “Thanks,” he says. He yawns, stretches himself and walks over to his clothes.
“Can’t he stay?” Kakashi asks. “I want to get another massage.” He lifts his head and gives Ibiki a puppy eyed look. “I really like his hands. Especially when they are doing magic on my back.”
Ibiki snorts. “See, that is why I call you pup.” He shakes his head. “No.” He narrows his eyes. “Iruka has to head off to work. Tsunade-sama gave me some time off since there aren’t any prisoners that Anko can’t handle. But there will always be children that only Iruka can handle.” He turns his eyes back towards Iruka.
Iruka is suddenly extremely busy with pulling his shirts over his head. That was a compliment. For real. From the Head of Interrogation. He swallows and turns around, busying himself with finding his boxers. Too bad that Ibiki is wrong. He is not allowed to teach any more.
“Well, I head of. Do you want me to make dinner after my shift at the mission room?” he asks. He finds his boxers, leans down to grab them and freezes from the whistle behind him.
“Yes, please. I think I will be rested enough to enjoy other activities then just lying in bed,” Kakashi says.
Iruka ignores it, just like he ignores the blush on his cheeks and the funny feeling in his stomach. “Well, see you at dinner.” He nods, grabs his other clothes and leaves the room.
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“He was acting all kind of skittish.” Kakashi rolls his shoulders back and turns around in the bed. He places his hands in his neck and stretches. “What did you do to him?” He turns his gaze towards Ibiki.
Ibiki shrugs. “I just ate dinner at his place. After that, I left.” He bites his lip.
“So, you didn’t do anything to him?” Kakashi asks. “Not even teasing him?”
Ibiki turns his face towards him and stares at him with a blank look. “Why so many questions pup? I would almost think you wanted me to do something to him. Should I’ve teased him? Kissed him senseless?” Ibiki cocks his head. “Or do you want to make sure that I have enough energy to do something like that to you?”
Kakashi presses his lips together and stares at the blankets in front of him. He just wants to make sure that Ibiki and Iruka didn’t do anything without him present. There is a part of him that wants to see it all, to witness it all and to feel it all with them. And there is another part of him that doesn’t want to admit that.
Laying here on Ibiki’s bed and thinking about the two of them doesn’t make it all easier.
“You sound jealous.” Ibiki crosses his arms and shakes his head.
Kakashi widens his eyes. Ibiki has his eyes closed and Kakashi quickly turns his face away. There is no need for Ibiki to know that he is indeed jealous.
Kakashi’s eyes land on the bottle on the night stand. He blinks. Lube. He swallows.
Ibiki notices his gaze, it seems, for he chuckles and shakes his head. “We are not going to use that. Not until you are healed well enough,” he says. “But after that, you can decide how you want it.” He rises from the bed.
“So if I want you to fuck me in front of Iruka, you’d do it?” Kakashi asks. He blinks at himself. He must be drugged or something, for the words to come out of his mouth that easily.
Ibiki stops his movements and turns his head. “Is that what you want?” he asks. He frowns. “You want to be fucked by me, while Iruka watches us?” he smirks. “Like last time? Do you like being watched?” He leans down and kisses Kakashi’s cheek. “I can arrange that.”
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Iruka stares at his bags. Since he doesn’t have to work, he can always just pack some of his bags. Perhaps he can sort out all of his belongings. If this continues, he can’t stay in this place. He has to move towards a smaller place. He can’t afford the rent. Unless he takes more shifts at the mission room. Or is he takes more missions. He sighs and stares at the clock.
Too many hours to fill until his shift in the mission room.
He just wants to head back to his class. To teach. They may have told him not to teach anymore because of his gay, threesome relationship, but even he doesn’t know if it is a really real relationship. He didn’t climax. He didn’t have sex.
He sighs and drops his shoulders. There is nothing he can do.
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Ibiki frowns and cocks his head. He looks up from his papers and stares at the Copy nin, occupying his couch. “I have to head towards the Mission Room for a moment,” he says. “The reports I have here are missing some valid information and I have to grabs the other papers.”
Kakashi hums and lowers his porn book. “Fine by me. I am not going anywhere.” He smiles.
Ibiki snorts. “If you were, I would tie you up. And, depending on how far you’ve made it, I would choose to either fuck you or fuck Iruka.”
Kakashi growls and narrows his eyes. “No,” he whispers.
Ibiki smirks. “Yes,” he says. He rises from his chair and walks towards the Copy nin. “I would pup. You are jealous, aren’t you. I am going fuck you first.” He narrows his eyes. “But only if you do what I want.”
Kakashi blinks and nods. “Yes,” he says. He smirks. “Morino-sama.”
Ibiki chuckles and nods. “That’s right pup.” He smiles and leans down, kissing Kakashi’s lips in a gentle manner. “Love you.” Kakashi widens his eyes and stares. Ibiki smiles at him and turns around, leaving the room. “Be home in a sec, pup.”
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Iruka stares at the line of Shinobi at his desk. Everybody looks curious. He walks past them and sits down, smiling at the first Shinobi in line. He has to act like there is nothing wrong. If he doesn’t, Shinobi will know. “Your report please,” he says. He reaches out one hand.
“I’ll give you my reports if you give me all the details.” Genma wiggles his eyebrows and waves around with the paper in his hands. “You do want to do your job, right?” He winks. “Give us details.”
Iruka’s smile falters and he takes his hand back. “Details about what?” he asks. He presses his lips together. Surely Genma is not talking about his job as a teacher. Well, he is no teacher anymore.
“Well, tell us about Morino and Hatake,” Genma hisses. He places his hands on the desk and leans down. “How big are they down there? Did they gave you a lot of pleasure. Were you in the middle, in between them?” He licks his lips. “Did they talked dirty to you when they fucked you?”
Iruka widens his eyes and leans back in his chair. The wood is hard against his back and he swallows. He glances at the other Shinobi in line. They all seem eager to hear his answers. His breath is stuck in his throat and his heart is racing.
“Yeah, tell us,” Ebisu says, shoving his glasses in place. “Were they gentle? Did you like it? Are you going to get at it again?”
Iruka swallows, trying to get rid of that lump in his throat. He shakes his head. “I am not going to tell you anything,” he whispers. Damn it, this is not fair. He lost his teaching job. He is not allowed to teach anymore. Nobody tells Hatake-sama he can’t go onto missions. And nobody tells Morino-sama that he isn’t allowed to interrogate people anymore. And they got to fuck each other. All he got to do was watch.
Iruka snorts and narrows his eyes. Only he is told that he can’t do his job anymore. And even here, at the Mission desk, where he is just a normal Chuunin among the others, he is withheld from doing his job.
“Shut up,” he says. He bites his teeth together and growls. “I am not going to tell you anything.” His voice is growing louder and he balls his fists.
“Why not? You can easily tell us about everything you did with the two of them?”
Iruka stares at his desk. “I will not tell you anything,” he repeats. He lifts his head and looks at the line in front of his desk. “I will not tell you anything!” His breathing is faster and he snarls. “They are hot and sexy and damn they make me feel good. But they are mine!”
The Shinobi in the Mission Room are all silent. The door on the far end of the room closes and everybody turns their heads towards it.
Iruka blinks. There is Ibiki. The Head of Interrogation. The man raises an eyebrow and smirks. All of the other Shinobi move out of line for him and he walks right up towards Iruka’s desk. He keeps on smirking and moves his gaze all over Iruka’s body. He puffs out his chest and nods.
“He is right,” he says. He turns towards the other Shinobi. “Hatake and I are his.” He narrows his eyes and growls. “Leave him alone.”
Genma blinks and takes a step back. “But what-…”
“Shut it,” Ibiki bites. “Don’t make the teacher angry.” He glances at Iruka and nods.
Genma snorts and looks towards the ceiling. “And why not? So you can fix it? Or so that Kakashi can fix it?” He lowers his gaze and shrugs.
“Ibiki, please step aside,” Iruka says. His blood boils. Ibiki blinks but complies. Iruka nods to him and walks around his desk. “I am well capable of making them shut up on my own.” He narrows his eyes.
“And if he doesn’t do it, I will. After all, I am the Hokage.” Tsunade-sama appears next to Iruka, smirking.
Genma blinks, nods and takes a step back. “Yes, Hokage-sama.”
Tsunade-sama nods and looks at Iruka. “There you go. I hope you can do your work now. I would hate it if anybody interrupted one of my best desk workers. And one of the best teachers.” She smiles and turns around. “Speaking of that, how is your class?”
Iruka freezes and turns around. He closes his mouth, walks around his desk and sits down. There is no way he is going to tell her about his class. Which isn’t his class anymore.
Tsunade-sama frowns and leans down. “Strange that you aren’t answering my question, Umino-sensei.” She taps on the wood of his desk. “Is something wrong? Are the kids bothering you a lot?” She glances at Ibiki. “Are they afraid of your partners?”
Iruka shakes his head and avoids both Tsunade-sama’s stare as well as Ibiki’s stare. “No, they aren’t,” he says. “The kids are not afraid of my partners.” He stares at his hands. Perhaps the answer is in that statement. The kids aren’t afraid of his partners. Are they his partners? He blinks and shakes his head. Perhaps the principal is afraid of his partners.
“What about your class then, what got you al quiet?” The Hokage cocks her head.
Iruka shrugs and blinks. “I don’t know.” He smiles and shrugs. “No worries.” No class to teach, not sure about partners and not getting his ass fucked. What could be his problem?
Ibiki snorts, walks around the desk and leans over Iruka’s frame. “You better spill it, sensei,” he whispers into Iruka’s ears. Iruka shivers and bites his lips. “If you don’t spill it, I will head towards the school and just ask everybody there what is going on.”
Iruka swallows. His mind is working overtime. What to say towards the Head of Interrogation, when the man is asking things like this? “There is nothing wrong,” he says. He smiles. His lips are shivering a bit and he hopes that the big man doesn’t notice it. “Really, there is nothing wrong.”
“That settles it,” the Hokage says. She smiles and Iruka relaxes a bit. She believes him. She turns around and nods towards the Shinobi present.
“Genma and Raido, head towards the school and ask what Iruka did this morning. Talk to that principal. Ibiki, take Iruka back home. Ebisu, take over Iruka’s shift.”
Iruka widens his eyes and stares at Ibiki. The man nods towards the Hokage and grabs Iruka’s arm. “You heard the Hokage, sensei,” Ibiki says. He shakes his head and leads Iruka away from his desk.
Iruka shakes his head. “There is nothing wrong,” he says. “Let go of me, I have work to do. Do you see that line, Ebisu can’t handle that.” He pull on his arm and gestures with his other.
Ibiki shakes his head. “Orders,” he says. He pulls Iruka up and close to his chest. “And Ebisu just has to do your job now. Even if he can’t handle it as well as you can.” He smiles. “We can’t be all good at cooking, teaching and desk work.”
Iruka frowns and stares into Ibiki’s eyes. He looks like he understands, like he knows what is going on. Tears well up in Iruka’s eyes and he averts his gaze. He should be able to fix stuff like this on his own.
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