Undercover Mashup | By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2427 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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New week, new update.
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Ibiki is greeted with a sunbeam in his eye and he growls. He forgot about closing the curtain last night and now the evidence hits him in the eye. He opens his eyes and sits upright, staring straight at an porcelain mask from no one other than Hawk. Again.
“There was no sound last night,” Hawk says. He sounds disappointed. “No sound, but there was a bit of sight here and there.” He raises his hand and inspects his nails. “And, well. There was quite a show in between the moment from darkness and the time Hatake-sama left.” He drops his hand and coughs.
Ibiki widens his eyes. “Are you telling me you peeked?” Perhaps that is not a good way to voice that sentence, but he has no idea how else he should phrase it.
“Not only me.” Hawk coughs again and turns to the window. He closes the curtain and leans against the wall next to it. “There are quite a number of ANBU members who wanted to see you in action. You with Hatake-sama.”
Ibiki places a hand over his face and growls. “You don’t have the right.” He says. He throws the blanket back, feels the cold air on his skin and decides that staying put is a better option. He doesn’t want to face an ANBU member while being naked.
“I know we don’t. But we are Shinobi. Jounin, no, ANBU even. And you know they are crazy.” Hawk scratches the back of his head. “That we are crazy.”
Ibiki rolls his eyes, concentrates on his breathing and makes the room dark again. “Stay put,” he says as he moves out of bed. He walks over towards his cabinet and leans down to the bottom drawer, just as the light goes back on.
“I’m the one who taught you that move,” Hawk says with a chuckle. “You using it to retrieve clothes will not refrain me from using it in your presence.”
Ibiki feels his cheeks heath up. He opens the drawer, grabs a pair of boxers and pulls them on, trying not to care that Hawk is standing behind him, openly gawking at him.
“If you are able to enter my house in such an easy manner, why didn’t you do so yesterday, when Hatake-sama was present?” he asks. He turns around and stares at the ANBU Shinobi. “Why now?” He folds his arms over each other.
Hawk shrugs. “Hatake-sama is a powerful man. And a tad possessive. If he was still here, I wouldn’t be in this room. But he is not here. And I want to know why.” He advances towards Ibiki and stops in front of him. “Were you not good enough?”
Ibiki frowns and stretches himself to his full length, towering over Hawk. “Why do you want to know?” he asks.
“If you are not good enough for Hatake-sama, who says you are for Irakusa-san? I know him. I was there on the mission. You know it as well.” Hawk coughs. “I just want to make sure that you are able to pay the debt.”
Ibiki blinks. There is no way that there is an ANBU member in front of him, just to make sure that he is able to pay the debt he, no, Konoha made to Irakusa-san.
“If I am not able to pay the debt, you’ll know,” he says.
“I think it is better if you show me,” Hawk responds. He moves closer towards Ibiki and places a hand on his chest. “Perhaps I can assist you with something.”
Ibiki raises both of his eyebrows and grabs Hawks hand. “I don’t think you’ll be able to teach me anything. Hatake-sama made sure to cover all of the information needed.”
Hawk chuckles. “I really want to check so myself.” His voice is like a purr.
Ibiki doesn’t like it a bit. “I don’t want you to check it.” He frowns and wonders if there is more behind it. “Why would it matter anyway? If I am not able to pay the debt, Hatake-sama probably will.” He shoves Hawk back and turns around, grabbing a shirt from his cabinet.
“You can’t put that pressure on him. It’s better to check beforehand.” Hawk places a hand on Ibiki’s shoulder and squeezes.
Ibiki shakes his head. “We can’t check beforehand.” He turns around, fed up with it all. “That is the reason why Hatake-sama left. He can’t fuck me. And I can’t fuck him.”
Hawk probably gapes at him with wide open mouth, underneath that mask of his. “Excuse me?” he asks.
Ibiki shrugs. “I am a virgin. And Hatake-sama stated that Irakusa-san probably wants to take my virginity.” He turns around and grabs a pair of pants. “That is the reason why Hatake-sama can’t fuck me. And neither can you.”
Hawk makes no other sound and Ibiki turns around again. There is blood on Hawks clothing, just under his mask. Ibiki frowns at that. “Are you wounded?” he asks.
Hawk shakes his head. “I’m not. It’s just my nose. I had no idea.” He turns around and walks towards the window. “That you are a virgin.” He growls a bit and pulls on the curtain. “Fuck that Irakusa-san.” He opens the window and moves outside.
Ibiki chuckles. “I am working towards that.”
That being said. Even if he eventually gets the change to fuck Irakusa-san, there are still some things he needs to learn. Like, prepping. That thing with the fingers. Perhaps he can make more of it even. By the use of some chakra and stuff like that.
He grins and nods to himself. He should pay a visit to Hatake-sama again.
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Hatake-sama is easily found. He walks in the middle of the street, with his porn in front of his face, not far from the only bookstore in the village.
“Hatake-sama,” Ibiki says to get his attention.
Hatake-sama stops and puts the porn away, sloughing as he does so.
Ibiki can’t help but grin. Hatake-sama did not fuck him, and he will probably never get the change to fuck him, but he did made the man come with only his mouth. And he did make the man hard again, with using only his words. That must mean something, right?
“Morino,” Hatake-sama says. He folds his arms and tilts his head to one side. “Is there something you want?”
Ibiki sees how several people around them, stop their movements and stare at them. Even Umino Iruka. But Ibiki understands. If the Head of Interrogation stops the Copy nin and talks to him, in the middle of the street, there might be a treat going on. Today is not the case, off course, but those people wouldn’t know.
“Yes, there is something I want.” Ibiki takes a step towards Hatake-sama and coughs. “There is something I need to learn.” He raises his eyes. “And, from what I know and heard, you are the best one to teach me.” There is another person who wants to teach Ibiki, but Ibiki only wants Hatake-sama. But he doesn’t need to know that.
Hatake-sama blinks. “Who told you that?” he asks.
“Only everybody I asked about it.” Ibiki shrugs. He never asked around, but everybody knows the reputation Hatake-sama holds. He takes another step towards Hatake-sama. His chest is now right in front of the other man and Hatake-sama has to lift his head to remain the eye contact they have going on.That gesture pleases Ibiki. “I also heard you don’t have any missions.” He did ask about that, and the Hokage smirked when he did so.
Hatake-sama shrugs and turns his head to the side. “I don’t. But that doesn’t mean I have time to teach you anything.”
Ibiki should have thought about that. Off course, there are other things Hatake-sama needs to do. “Alright, that is fine.” Morino-san moves to the side and nudges Hatake-sama. “Let’s deal with those things first, then after, you’ll teach me.” That way, he can repay Hatake-same for the lessons. It’s an absolute win to him. “So, tell me, what do you have to do, Hatake-sama?” Ibiki wiggles his eyebrows.
“Well, there is a new volume of my porn, I need to get that. And some groceries. And I need to clean my place. I think you would come in handy with that last task.” Hatake-sama nods.
Ibiki blinks. He feels his cheeks heat up at the idea that he has to clean something for Hatake-sama. It somehow feels very intimate. “Clean?” he asks. Hatake-sama stares at him, like he thinks Ibiki hasn’t cleaned anything in his whole life.Which is wrong. Ibiki has cleaned a lot. He likes to clean. Some people would even call him a neat freak.
Hatake-sama rolls his shoulders back and nods. “Yes, clean. Dust the place, vacuuming, the dishes… stuff like that. I don’t have a maid, but I do have a lot of missions and so the place tends to get a bit dirty.” He tilts his head to the side and stares.
Ibiki takes a deep breath, frowns and then he nods. “That is good, actually. That way I can repay you a bit for the teaching you did yesterday.” He looks up and nods. “Let’s go.” In one swift move he turns around, walking in the direction of the only bookstore that exists in Konoha. “First, your porn.”
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