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Reunion of Shadows	By : Lisea18 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Sasuke Views: 1897 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Reunion
of Shadows

Author: Lisea18

Rating: T will be M later

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, I'm making no money
from writing this
A big thank you to Lady Valtaya who was my Beta for this story!!
Author's
note: English is not my first language, so please forgive my mistakes.�
POLL at the end!
Reunion of Shadows 7
They had been locked in a
regular prison, not chained to a wall. It was a nice change. They had a bed,
blankets, a toilet with a small screen to protect privacy, even if it only
reach the shoulders, and show the feet so the guards would always knew if you
were behind it.
Sasuke had been placed
alone in a cell. Sitting propped up against a wall, he hadn't moved since
yesterday, with his eyes closed. Juugo, Karin and Suigetsu were right in front
of him, all in one cell since it seemed Konoha didn't see as a threat to put
them together. Or maybe it was because they still needed to have more of a
trial to know what to do with them.
Anyway three pairs of eyes
were worriedly watching over Sasuke, waiting for a sign, anything that would
show his mood improved. He hadn't touched his food either, even if Suigetsu had
commented loudly it wasn't poisoned and actually tasted good. It was Karin that
launched the subject, as it seemed Sasuke had fallen asleep, his breathing
being deeper than before.
"If I'm set free, I
think I will stay in Konoha, after all I don't have anything important to do
for the moment."
"Just say you wanna stick like a leech to your belooooved,"
teased Suigetsu, ducking to evade a punch in the face.
"That's not
true!" hissed Karin, however keeping her voice levelled so she wouldn't
disturb the sleeping raven.
"If he stays, I'm
staying too," assured Juugo; no-one had to ask why.
He had watched him and
understood what Kimimaro had meant. He didn't have to
hide under false pretences like the others; he would follow Sasuke anywhere,
just like they would. Furthermore Sasuke was the only one that could control
him, appeasing him with just a glance, something even Kimimaro
hadn't been able to do.
Suigetsu leaned on the
wall, enjoying some water he had been allowed to have.
"I'm gonna stay too, 'cause Akatsuki will come for the blonde
brat, so Kisame will be coming for sure, and I still want his sword. Going
after him would take me far too long, so I will just wait here," he said, gulping
down water, his eyes resting on the lone form in front of their jail.
"I wonder if they will
let us stay," sighed Karin.
"You that's for sure,
you suck so much you can't be a threat," deadpanned Suigetsu before
wincing as he was kicked in the shin, he had forgotten he couldn't turn into
water.
Juugo pondered the remark. It
was a legitimate worry, he was sure Konoha would let them go; they hadn't done
anything to harm the village after all. Yet, that didn't mean they could stay. In
a way, it would show they were ready to make a step toward the Uchiha, to agree
to let his team stay with him. They needed to make the effort, especially after
his disrespectful trial.
"After all I'm not so
sure I want to stay," Karin said suddenly, her attention back to Sasuke,
how he had slightly curled on himself, sure it was to lean his arms on his bent
knees but�
"Yeah after all,
staying means having Sasuke give us orders- he's not even the leader," grumbled
Suigetsu.
Juugo couldn't help a tiny
smile. It was funny to see their antics, how they cared for the dark man but
wouldn't admit it. They wanted to stay for him, but they knew that he would
resent Konoha if they couldn't. But it was the only place where Sasuke could
feel remotely at home. So now they were thinking of leaving, just so he
wouldn't have to choose between Konoha and them, so he wouldn't be torn. Their
faithfulness was touching.
"Don't make me drag
your corpses back to Konoha," purred an all too familiar dark voice. �
They all snapped their head
to Sasuke, he hadn't moved an inch, but his dark fathomless eyes were set on
them. In his expressionless face and pose, you could see his mood had improved,
his muscles were finally relaxed.
Juugo stood up and closed
his fits on the iron bar. They had locked his chakra, but he wasn't a giant for
nothing. As if it was butter, he pulled them apart and slipped past. Suigetsu
and Karin stared at him with their mouths hanging open in surprise before
rushing out with him. Then Juugo subjected Sasuke's jail bars to the same
treatment. Once inside Juugo took the forgotten plate off the floor and
crouched in front of Sasuke.
"Eat," he
requested.
Sasuke raised his head,
lifting an eyebrow. Karin crossed her arms and glared at him, tapping her foot
like an angry mother. Suigetsu grinned like a maniac as he took the spoon, took
a spoonful, tasted it, then began to make it flew like an airplane.
"And
one spoonful for team-mate Suigetsu!"
The raven stared at him and
pinched his nose, shaking his head in silent amusement before snatching the
food from his team-mates hands and silently eating it. Karin ran back out to
bring their blankets and came back, putting one around Sasuke, the latter
letting her do so, even if he rolled his eyes. She settled next to him and
tentatively let her head rest on his shoulder.
"Don't push it,
Karin," admonished Sasuke.
She mumbled and leaned
against the bed, just to prove it wasn't because it was Sasuke, it was only to
be more comfortable. It didn't go unnoticed how Juugo was at his right, Karin
at his left and Suigetsu in front of him, having used a spared blanket to make
himself at ease. Sasuke half smiled and closed his eyes, he could rest safely. He
had his team around him, shielding him, and he doubt Kakashi would let anyone
hurt him� and he could almost picture Naruto and Sakura standing guard at the
prison, to make sure none could try to sneak in and kill him.
When the guards went to
check on them, they couldn't help a yelp of surprised at seeing the bars bent.
But they didn't deem it necessary to mention, after all they hadn't fled.
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An unknown face came to
announce he's free. He has to go now. His team will have to undergo some more
interrogations before Konoha can reach a conclusion though. A shiver ran down
his spine as he felt the power come back to him, once he was free of all the
chakra repressing cuffs. Yet, they ordered him to wear a pendant. They have to
know where he is all the time. He shrugged.
As soon as he stepped
outside, he felt eyes on him. Rumours had spread like wildfire. He's used to it,
but it still made him feel sick.
Nothing had changed; ever
since the fateful day, he had gotten used to the pitying looks, the murmurs,
how people had put distance between him and themselves. He despised this part
of them, no one ever tried to help, they only revealed in their quiet gossip. They
also put him on a pedestal, keeping him farther away from them than ever.
"He killed Orochimaru,
he must be so strong!"
"Itachi wasn't bad
after all. It must be so hard on him."
"Do you think Orochimaru-"
"Shhhh! He will hear you."
He gritted his teeth but
kept walking. He's surprised a blonde moron hasn't met him yet, but at the same
time he felt relieved. It was strange to see Konoha this destroyed. No houses
or shops met him, only rubble and tents. Pain really brought terror down on
Konoha. For a moment he wondered what would have happened hadn't he come in�
saving Kakashi and helping a stronger Naruto getting rid of Pain.
A totally erased village crossed his mind but he shook his head.
He wandered through an almost
untouched part of Konoha before he finally reached his destination. �He can't help but feel the irony of it all:
the long empty Uchiha estate had been completely spared. He almost wished it
had been wiped away.�
He entered it, enjoying the
silence. It'd been a while. He let the memories, good and bad, grace his mind.
Until he reached his house- so that was why the blonde hadn't pounced on him as
soon as he had set foot in Konoha's streets.
"Welcome home
bastard," greeted a dirty but grinning Naruto.
No need to be a genius to
know he had been cleaning the place, making sure Sasuke had a place to come
back to. Sasuke lifted an eyebrow and the blonde swung an arm around his
shoulder, gently urging him to enter. He didn't pull away and couldn't help to
notice how Naruto's grin had gotten bigger. The house was far from totally cleaned, but at least he wouldn't have too much to do to make it livable.
The raven would never admit
it, but seeing onigiri and tomatoes sitting on his
kitchen table, he was touched. Even more as he noticed how absurdly lop sided
the onigiri were it meant he had made them himself. He
sat and started eating, Naruto watched him while ranting about everything and
nothing at the same time, so happy that his smile reached his eyes. And
something in those eyes told Sasuke that maybe he finally knew why Naruto had
never been able to sever their bond.
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Kakashi pated himself on
the shoulder as he managed to sneak out of his office unnoticed. It was past
midnight, and there was no way in hell he�d stay one more second. Sakura
thought that stealing his Icha Icha
Paradise would be enough to prevent him from running for it. But he had at least
5 other copies back at home.
Yet, it's not his first
destination. He can't help it. As he reached the familiar stone, he leaned on
it, letting his fingers trail along the rows of familiar names. He froze and
his eye flew open in surprise.
"Uchiha Itachi."
It was craved at the end. He
knows who did that� and it's fitting. He presented his respect to this newly
added name. Finally he left, he had planned to stay longer but he felt like checking
on a certain ex-student of his. Strangely he felt like he owed Itachi that,
even if they barely knew each other.
He went home first. He needed
his pervy book, dealing with Sasuke was never easy
but now it's worse, especially since a part of him still wanted to grab the
young man and have his way with him. So Icha Icha Paradise would be needed to help him keep his desire
grounded.
He kicked his shoes off and
pondered taking off the Hokage coat, he�d left the hat in his office, on top of
a scarecrow. He decided against it, he would feel weird in only his dark shirt,
pants and a mask on. He passed his hand in his hair and felt his forehead
protector, he couldn't take it off, it wouldn't do to
have the Hokage randomly fainting would it? He was lucky Sakura and the old
geezers let him keep it, he wishes he could have stayed in his Jounin vest too but they had forced the coat on him. He
glanced at his hands and smiled.
He had had kept his gloves.
Why? Because he remembered what Sasuke said in the Genjutsu� Sasuke had asked him to keep them on even as they made
love. He felt a little silly to have such a reason but it made him smile. Shaking
his head at his own stupidity he entered his living room, where was his
bookshelf and stood rooted in place.
He brought his hands
together and murmured:
"Kai."
Nothing happened. Ok. This
wasn't a genjutsu. Yet he had a half naked Sasuke
sprawled on his couch, sound asleep. The purple belt had been draped on the armrest
so his white yukata hung open. His arm had dropped to
the ground and the sleeve had followed, letting an awful lot of creamy skin
showing. Kakashi gulped as he noticed how the pink nipples where erected, since
it was rather cold inside.
After a debate with himself
and his lower regions, Kakashi finally managed to part with the delightful
sight that was Sasuke. The main reason he managed such a hard thing, was that
he couldn't possibly betray such a cute and surely unconscious display of
trust. Gingerly he took off his brand new Hokage robe and meticulously crumpled
it into a ball, only to unfold it again and crumble it again. He hated new
clothes, they weren't supple, they scratched, didn't feel homey or anything. He
would have to ask Pakkun to sleep on it for a while to have it smell and feel
more like something of his.
Usually he bought new
things before his old ones were worn out, just so he had time to make them his
before wearing them. Maybe that's why he had been so touched when Sasuke had
insisted he keep his gloves on.
"I'm an old
weirdo," he mumbled to himself.
He walked to his bedroom
and stuffed the horrible robe under his bed, hoping it would capture some of
his scent. Then he came back to the lounge and wondered what he was supposed to
do with a very sexy, fuckable Sasuke Uchiha. For all
he�d done and everything he�d been through, his ex-student was still only 16 while
he was 28 years old. He sighed and grabbed a blanket from his drawer.
Gently he draped it over Sasuske's sleeping form, staying on guard the whole time. He
knew from experience the young man was a light sleeper and tended to attack
people that got too near him. When he had taught him the Chidori,
he remembered the few times he had went too close and been attacked. There hadn't
been much danger at the time; Kakashi could have crushed Sasuke single handed. Now
however�
He smiled under his mask. Maybe
he hadn't been such a failure as a teacher after all� the teen was back. He
gazed fondly at the perfect face that looked a tiny bit more relaxed in sleep. He
wanted to let his hand brush away a strand of inky hair, to touch that
alabaster skin that was so soft to the touch. He wanted to taste Sasuke, to
feel his smooth lips part for him� to see those dark eyelashes flutter closed
while he pleasured him, contrasting with his creamy skin.
As Kakashi was going to
pull away before doing something stupid, giving a last flitting glance to close
eyelids, he was captured by cobalt iris. They had the depth of the night, as
well as its shadows and mystery. He couldn't look away, even as the corner of
his eye caught a well defined hand reaching for him.
He had slept with other men
more than once. He�d had one night stands and real relationships. Each time, people
who knew him very well or barely, all tried to see under his mask, or to pull
it out of their way� He tensed to let them know they shouldn't, or caught their
hands. It was clear they wanted to and it disturbed them that he couldn�t allow
it. However this time those agile fingers didn't reach for the dark cloth but grasped
the back of his head, pulling him down to take a clothed kiss, as if the mask
was just a part of him.
Those dark eyes locked on
him, that hand firm against his nape and those perfect lips pressed against his.
His mask thin material gave a peculiar feeling to the kiss, a mysterious one, a
stolen one, a forbidden one� it was sensual, even more intimate than a normal
one. And it was just too much. Kakashi couldn't help it, he pressed harder, climbing
on Sasuke. Slender legs parted for him and he rocked against that offered and
supple body, the hand not bracing him above Sasuke, closed on the Uchiha's crotch. He felt him jerk then relax totally
against him, tilting his head on the side, hands roaming in his hair, not
minding the forehead protector tied there.
Kakashi broke the embrace,
straightening up just long enough to pull off his forehead protector and tie it
loosely on Sasuke's eyes. The latter had arched, letting him do as he pleased
and at the same time slipping out of his white yutaka.
Kakashi kissed those reddened lips, his hips still rocking making Sasuke's
breathing hard and shaky. Finally the copy ninja, his sharingan
twirling, as if to carve this scene in his mind, tugged down his mask. Sasuke's
taste was bitter and sweet at the same time, like his personality, like the
tomatoes he loved so much. He was surprised at how Sasuke let him map his mouth,
let him have complete control over him� even as the dark haired man began to answer
his kiss, making it for more passionate. �
Hands reached for him, and
Kakashi wondered if he would do like all the other ones, trail
his fingertips on his face to guess is� but he didn't, he grabbed his nape once
again and pulled him down on his neck.
"Kakashi-"
It wasn't just his name
being pronounced; it was more like a subtle command. He obliged licking,
nipping, and marking that porcelain skin. He groaned as he realized it was where
the curse seal had been� where another man who had been the Uchiha's
teacher had once claimed him. Strong hands gripped his shoulders as Sasuke
moaned in pleasure, one glide down, trailing on his back, gently scratching under
his shirt. But Kakashi's mind had cleared and he remembered too clearly what he
had witnessed at his beloved student's trial.
"He didn't�"
He was amazed at how easily
his student read him while Sasuke seemed to remain a mystery to him� mostly. His
hips hadn't even stilled, Kakashi took a deep breath and moved slightly away,
pulling up his mask.
"Would you admit it if
he had?" wondered Kakashi, cupping the raven's cheek and freeing his eyes.
Sasuke's eyes narrowed and
he slapped his hands away.
"You want to search my
memories?" he snapped, glaring.
Kakashi opened his mouth to
answer but loud knocking on his door prevented him. Then Naruto's loud and
cheerful voice called out.
"Kakashi-sensei? I thought you might be hungry, I
brought some food!"
The blonde's timing was at
the same time good and bad. Sasuke slipped from under Kakashi, composed once
again as if nothing had happened. The copy nin sighed and went for the door, before Naruto woke
up the whole damned village, or worse let Sakura know he had fled his office.
"Sasuke? What are you doing here?" asked
Naruto, surprised but obviously pleased to see his team-mate.
"Talking about my future,
moron," replied the raven, smirking.
Kakashi watch them fall
into that familiar bantering. He dropped in his couch, Icha
Icha Paradise in hands, but his eyes never leaving
his self made guests. He didn't miss how Naruto kept brushing Sasuke, how the
blue eyes twinkled around the Uchiha, how the grin was more real, more lively.
He looked curious, hurt and angry when he saw the hickey on the pale neck.
Kakashi knew he wasn't a suspect for Naruto, he certainly thought of one of
Sasuke's team members. Naruto loved Sasuke, not like a friend, not like a
brother� like a lover.
And since he was studying
them, he also noticed how Sasuke shrugged but hid the hickey, never letting
Naruto see it again. How at ease Sasuke seemed around Naruto, how he allowed
the blonde to do things none other could, not even Sakura.
Kakashi let his eyes curve
in a smile when both young men called him for a very late dinner. He sat with
them and wondered how the hell he was going to get out of this mess. Because
Naruto loved Sasuke, the latter wasn�t indifferent but so far, he seemed more
interested in him� and he loved Sasuke too- he just wondered what to do about
it. Icha Icha Paradise
would provide a simple solution: a good hot sexy threesome. Unfortunately he
had a feeling it was going to be more complicated than that.
--------To be continued--------
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