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Memories
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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He was late. It annoyed him to no end, but there was nothing he could do about it. It took him no less than four different stores to find what he wanted. It turned out that Aio ordered the stuff specially and the only place that got it for him was on the other side of the damned village. Which he only found out about at the third store. Well, there was nothing for it, he just hoped that he'd be forgiven.

He knocked on Iruka's door at six-twenty and prayed that he wouldn't be too mad. He swallowed hard and kept a death grip on the bottle in his hand. And when the door opened, all he could do was stare.

He wasn't dressed all that different from the way he was on Saturday. Similar button-down shirt, but this one was a bit tighter and in blue instead of gray. But it hugged him so much better and the collar fell open just far enough to see the bite Izumo had left on his neck earlier in the day, reminding him vividly of the feel of the man against him.

His hair was down and� he didn't look mad. "I'm sorry. I swear I have a good reason, not one of those lame ones Kakashi comes up with when he's late because he's lazy and wasn't paying attention or whatever he does to make himself late all the --" he was stopped when Iruka bent to him and kissed him. His eyes closed and he nearly dropped the bottle when he went to push his hands into that hair.

It was enough to snap him out of it. He broke the kiss off and valiantly fought the blush. "Hi."

Iruka's eyes danced with barely suppressed mirth. "Hello."

"Um, here." He handed him the bottle of whiskey and Iruka's eyes widened.

"Where'd you find this?"

"Uh, that's why I'm late. Turns out there's only one place that you can get it, besides the Kunai and that's only cause Aio orders it from him."

Iruka blinked at him. "I think I'm a little in love. Holy crap." He laughed and dropped another kiss on Izumo, who stared at the other man. "Thank you!"

Izumo grinned. "You're welcome. I'm still getting used to the idea of dating a man. I didn't think flowers were quite right, so it was the only thing I could think of."

Iruka laughed. "You don't have to bring me anything."

Izumo shrugged. "I used to take women flowers. Tetsu was shocked when I told him. I'm getting a much better idea these last few days of why he was so bad at dating." He shook his head, then shoved his best friend to the back for the moment. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, hang on." He disappeared into his kitchen for a moment, then came back without the whiskey. Izumo stepped back out the door and waited while Iruka locked it.

He took the younger man's hand and they walked in silence for a short while. "So, I realized today while I was figuring tonight out, that I didn't spend enough time talking to you."

Iruka's eyebrows went up. "Talking to me?"

"Well, I mean, I certainly didn't mind what we did." He chuckled. "But I don't know all that much, outside of what you do as a shinobi, that sort of thing."

"Ah. Yes, that could make planning things interesting, couldn't it?" Iruka asked and Izumo nodded.

"I managed to figure tonight out, but if I'm going to take you out more, we're just going to be forced to talk."

"Oh dear. Does that mean I can't drag you into the alley instead of going to dinner?"

Izumo laughed. "Yes, I'm afraid we have to sit through a meal."

Iruka gave a fake long-suffering sigh. "If you insist," he said, then stopped dead when he saw where they were. "Really?"

Izumo squirmed. "Like I said, I only know a little bit, so I thought�"

Iruka laughed and dropped another kiss on his lover. "It's great." He pulled the other man with him under the curtain and into Ichiraku's. They took stools at the end of the counter.

"Look, I don't want you to think I'm cheap or something."

Iruka shook his head, bumping him with his shoulder. "Don't worry so much."

Izumo shrugged. "Kind of part of dating, isn't it?"

Iruka thought about that. "I guess it is. Normally, anyway. But then again, we didn't exactly start dating in the normal way, did we?"

"No, I guess not." Izumo turned to the menu and put in his order. "So, this might seem a little juvenile, but I thought we'd started with one of those 'I ask you a question, you ask me one' things."

Iruka shrugged. "Doesn't sound juvenile to me. Okay, go ahead."

Izumo thought about it for a moment. "What do you like besides ramen?"

Iruka laughed. "Gee, why'd you ask that?" He grinned. "Actually, I'm not really picky. There's only a couple of things I don't like and I can usually avoid that where ever I go." At Izumo's look, he said, "maze gohan."

"Ah, yeah, I'm not that thrilled with it either." He turned to Ayame as she brought their bowls. "Thanks." He smiled up at her and she blushed. He blinked a moment and remembered that he used to flirt with her. Uh oh.

Iruka looked between the two of them with a raised eyebrow. Izumo cleared his throat and leaned over. "I used to flirt with her."

"Ah." Iruka said, staring into his bowl.

Izumo paused, thinking it over, then leaned over and kissed Iruka. Just a light peck on the cheek, but the teacher whipped around in surprise, catching Izumo's lips in the process.

They both stopped, eyes wide, lips locked. Then their eyes slid closed and Izumo moved his lips over Iruka's. He cupped the other man's face in his hand, nibbling lightly on that mouth that he couldn't seem to get enough of. They broke apart a moment later and he smiled at the blush that had spread around the other man's scar, brushing his thumb across it.

Iruka cleared his throat. "I guess that clears that up."

Izumo grinned. "I'd say so." He turned to his ramen. "It's your turn, by the way."

"Turn?"

"To ask a question."

"Oh. Right." Iruka blinked at his bowl a moment. "Um� movies."

"That's not a question." Izumo pointed out.

Iruka sighed. "What do you expect? You scrambled my brain."

The older man grinned. "Well, then, we're even. I like samurai movies. You?"

It had to be some kind of record. Kotetsu was sure of it. He was also fairly certain there was a record being kept somewhere. The copy nin was only half an hour late. And Tetsu was barely ready on time.

He didn't bother waiting for the knock. He opened the door as soon as he felt the chakra signature. "Hello."

"Yo! I'm sorry I'm�" he didn't get to finish. Kotetsu simply pulled his mask down and covered his mouth with his own. When they broke apart a moment later, Kakashi stared at him with a bemused expression on his face.

"There. I saved you from lying and having to come up with a really lame excuse. How about we just get some dinner?"

Kakashi laughed. "That sounds good. I thought I'd ask you what you might want."

Kotetsu chuckled. "Sorry," he said at the look Kakashi gave him. "Zumo and I got into a big discussion about that earlier."

"Oh?" Kakashi raised an eyebrow and stepped back as Kotetsu locked the door. He took his hand and they turned toward the street.

"Um, do you like seafood?" When Kakashi nodded, he said, "there's this little out of the way place that I like. It's not really expensive, almost a hole in the wall, but it's really good."

"That's fine." Kotetsu pointed toward the right and gave him the address, then they turned and started walking. "Anyway, yeah. He's dating Iruka-sensei. And he was taking him out tonight for a date. Had himself completely worked up, pacing back and forth, trying to figure out where to go for dinner, what to take him." He shook his head. And realized the other man was dead silent. "Kashi?"

"Izumo is dating Iruka?" Kakashi asked, his eyebrows raised�well, one of them. Kotetsu assumed the other one was up, too.

"Yeah." He frowned at the look in the man's eyes. "Why?"

"No reason. Just� surprising is all."

Kotetsu shrugged. "I don't know, they seem to get along well." He chuckled. "Except for the fact that Izumo's so much shorter than him."

Kakashi looked down at Kotetsu. "And?"

The younger man laughed. "Yeah, but it's different. I think� I think Izumo is the more� um� well, shit, I don't know what to call it."

"Top?"

"Yeah. Top. So it's just a little funny is all."

"I guess I can see that. Does it bother you?" Kakashi asked him, quietly.

Kotetsu looked over at his lover. "No. Not really. He seems to really like Iruka and vice versa. Besides, I'm a little preoccupied with someone right now." He said, squeezing the hand in his. "Are you� okay?" He asked, when Kakashi didn't even look his way.

"Hmm?" He looked over at him. "Oh, yeah."

Kotetsu stopped. "What?"

"What?"

"That's what I asked you."

"What do you mean, what?"

Kotetsu sighed. "Don't, just� don't. What's wrong? I can be pretty thick at times, but I think I've learned to read you at least a little bit."

Kakashi looked at him a moment, then glanced away, clearing his throat. "I� used to like him."

Kotetsu raised an eyebrow. "Izumo?"

The copy nin shook his head. "No, Iruka."

"Wait, you had a thing for the teacher?" He blinked. This could not be happening. How could both of the men in his life be after the same person - and not him?

Kakashi looked back at him and Kotetsu did his best to bury his feelings. "Used to. I don't anymore. As you pointed out, I'm a little preoccupied with someone else now." He smiled, his eye crinkling and Kotetsu considered him for another moment.

It hurt, there were no two ways about it. He swallowed and turned to continue walking. God, things were so messed up. He was jealous of the teacher from two different directions now, yet he was still confused himself between Kakashi and Izumo.

He started to walk, but the other man tugged on his hand. Kotetsu paused to look up at him. "Kashi?"

He closed the small distance between them and bent down, laying a soft kiss on him through the mask. "I want to be with you."

That was all and the ball in Tetsu's chest loosened. He looked up into the exposed eye for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

They turned in silence and continued on to the restaurant. By the time they got there, the tension eased and dinner was lighter. Kakashi told him what he could of his mission, talking about some of the weird things he'd seen in the village he'd been in. They chuckled at Izumo's nervousness and talked a bit about the new rumors that came through the mission office.

Kotetsu remembered what Izumo had gone through and he made a point of asking the copy nin about the things he liked. He filed away the bits of information about his favorite food which, coincidentally, he knew how to make, types of movies, besides the Icha Icha series, and even discovered that Kakashi liked old literature aside from his porn.

It wasn't until the server was clearing away their dishes that he realized that he'd done a lot more listening than talking. And for once, he didn't seem to mind at all. The one subject they avoided was Iruka, which was fine with Kotetsu. He didn't have anything against the teacher specifically, except that both Kakashi and Izumo seemed to be so taken with him. He was attractive, there was no doubt about that, but he wasn't Izumo and he wasn't Kakashi, at least in Tetsu's estimation.

Kakashi took care of the check and they wandered out of the restaurant. "So, I'm assuming you're on the desk as usual tomorrow?"

"Yeah. So, I can't stay out too late. Zumo would kill me if I fell asleep on the desk."

Kakashi chuckled. "I'm sure he's not the only one."

"Yeah, don't want to cross the Hokage, either." He chuckled. "But� well, it's still early."

"That it is. We could go see a movie, but I have to be honest, I'd much prefer to take you to my place." The copy nin's visible eye looked down over Kotetsu.

"Then why are we still here?" He asked and a few seconds later, they were inside Kakashi's living room. Kotetsu grinned. "Well, then." He stepped closer, and, his eyes never leaving the visible one on the copy nin, he pulled the mask down slowly and leaned in.

He worked to put everything he'd learned about kissing into it, wanting to show him how much he meant, just how much he'd really missed him. The kiss from the night before with Zumo was still running through his head and he felt a momentary pang that he even thought of it. He'd realized he really did care about this man.

So much was new to Tetsu, so much of this had surprised him, that he'd been feeling nearly perpetually off balance since it began. About the only things that hadn't felt out of balance with this man were the things he did with him, the physical parts of their relationship. He knew how to do this, even if it was still different than what he was used to.

So he used what he knew, what he was comfortable with to try to show the man some of what was going through his head. He pushed the small band of fabric off of his head first, and, taking a chance, placed a soft kiss over the scar on his eye. He'd heard the rumors of how it all got there, had seen for himself the name of his teammate on the memorial. He couldn't begin to understand what he'd gone through but he could, at least, show that he cared, and maybe it would be enough.

He tugged at the copy-nin's sweater and pulled it over his head. He dragged his lips down over the chest, teasing a nipple and smiled when he heard the sharp intake of breath in response. He nibbled lightly at it, then sucked on it until he felt it harden against his tongue, earning himself a moan from his lover.

His chin was tugged on and he looked up to be met with Kakashi's mouth. He felt something behind it, something Kotetsu couldn't understand. His tongue slid along the younger man's and he took over the kiss, hands threaded through the thick black hair, holding him close. He exploited Tetsu's weakness, biting lightly, driving him more than a little insane just from this. When they broke apart, the mismatched eyes met the dark ones. "I missed you, too."

He couldn't stop the blush, but he refused to look away. He shook his head. "I know it was only a couple of days, but..."

Kakashi smiled. "So?"

"I...guess, I... Aw hell, Kashi, I don't know. " He sighed. "I don't know what to think. He swallowed and looked away from the copy-nin. "Three days ago, I still dated women. I was a rat bastard to them, I didn't know the first think about real kissing and never would have considered spending an entire dinner out learning about them instead of talking about myself." He turned away, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "I've never before in my life been jealous. I didn't care enough to be. I would never have considered missing or worrying about one of the women I dated when they went out on a mission." His mouth snapped closed stubbornly. He took a deep breath. "I worried about you."

In the quiet apartment, the words hung in the air. Kotetsu stared, unseeingly at the quickly darkening window, completely unaware of his defensive posture and stiff neck as he waited for the copy nin to say something, anything about how ridiculous he really was. He'd had more than one woman laugh the few times he'd started to feel something and said as much.

Kakashi didn't. He stepped up to him and bent, laying a kiss along his face, his neck, at the tip of his ear. He ran his hands down over the younger man's shoulders, the tension melting gradually with each touch. He pulled Tetsu back against him, wrapping his arms around him.

"If someone had told me just a week ago that when I left on my next mission, I'd be looking forward to coming home and seeing that spiky-haired bastard that mans the mission desk, I'd have laughed my ass off at them. But two days ago, I was laying on the ground on my mat, staring at the sky, wondering what you were doing, what you were up to. I found myself wondering just how quickly I could finish the mission. Not because it was efficient, not so I could go read more of my book, but because I could get home to see you."

He turned the younger man around and tilted his chin up again, forcing him to look at him. "You are crazy, outrageous at times, funny, sexy as hell, and have disrupted my nice, calm, lazy, solitary life."

Kotetsu blinked up at him. How the hell was he supposed to take that? He opened his mouth to speak, but Kakashi beat him to it. "And I love it." And with that, he bent to him again, capturing the younger man's lips once more.

He had no idea what to do with all of that. Instead of figuring it out, he gave in to the kiss, to the need to feel and shoved the confusion to the background. Kakashi started working on the buttons of Kotetsu's shirt, not breaking the kiss, refusing to let go for even that long. Frustration at it leaked through and he pulled back long enough to tug it over his head instead.

Skin slid against skin, the rough pads of fingertips teased, lips dragged across the scars and muscles. He lost track of time, of place, of everything except the older man, his touch, his mouth.

They made it to the bed completely naked, neither really paying attention to how, but then he was there, over him, his body sliding along Kotetsu's, the feel of the man making him more than a little crazy. He could feel the other man's erection against his own and the mood shifted. The slow pace changed into need that burned hot and fast.

He never noticed Kakashi move, never saw him reach out, but he had the small tube in his hand and a moment after that, Kotetsu felt the fingers at his entrance. He moaned quietly as they moved into him, readying him to be filled. Their eyes met, the desperation nearly taking over and he willed himself to stretch. Faster, dammit, more. That's all he could think. He needed him now.

Kakashi must have picked up on some of this, because he, himself seemed even more desperate to make it happen. And then the fingers were gone and his lover was right there. "Tetsu..." Kakashi moaned as he eased inside of him.

"Oh God, yes, Kashi... Please� Not so damned slow!" He wrapped his legs around the other man's waist, pulling him in to him. "I need you too damned much."

But Kakashi wasn't going to be rushed that much. Despite the need, despite the near desperate want, he wanted to savor this time, the feel of this man's body, the need for him that he felt emanating from his lover. Kotetsu wanted him, wanted to feel him, needed him and knowing that was a powerful thing. He started moving, but kept it slow, teasing, wanting him nearly mindless before he gave in.

He bent his head and took those lips again. His lover thought he didn't know how to kiss, but he had no idea just how crazy those lips could make him. Just how insane he got simply thinking about it. He'd had a very hard time sleeping on his mission, his mind kept going back to the other man.

He couldn't maintain that pace for long. He needed more, knew Tetsu wouldn't be able to take this for long, either, before he went more than a little wild. So, he gave in and moved faster, thrust harder, shifting just enough to hit the other man's prostate the way he knew he liked. "Oh God, Kashi..." he moaned and the copy nin's eyes closed as he listened to the sounds.

He pulled back, then and when Kotetsu's gaze met his, he knew what he wanted. Without a word, he rolled and Kakashi pushed back into him, groaning at the tight heat that surrounded him again. "God, you feel so good."

This was the younger man's favorite position, he knew. He liked the way Kakashi could wrap his arms around him, the way their skin touched in so many places. Kakashi liked that he could bury his face in his neck, inhale that scent that was just Tetsu, something of sandalwood, paper and ink.

He did that now, burying his face in that spot, taking another deep breath. He battled the feelings warring inside of him, feelings he didn't want. He'd been happy ignoring his attractions, like the one he had for Iruka, going about his quiet life. He'd put aside relationships, didn't want to think about the pain they could cause. He'd decided he simply didn't need them.

And then he'd seen him, sitting there, drowning his own attraction and pain in a sake bottle. This crazy, energetic ball of chaos had dragged him, kicking and screaming out of his self-imposed solitude. And the worst part of it was that he didn't even know he was doing it.

He felt the shift, felt the emotion. He had no idea what to do with it except try, in some way, to return it. He wrapped an arm around Kakashi's, tilted his head back until it touched the copy nin's and tried to lend silent comfort, show how much he cared for this man. Kakashi dropped soft kisses on his back and started moving again.

Kotetsu turned his head to look at him the best that he could from that angle and his gaze met the mismatched one. He hoped some small part of his feelings showed but had no idea just how much did. If he had, he might have been more than a little embarrassed. Instead, the naked emotion that was there was enough to surprise the older man.

That couldn't be there. Not yet, not possible. But then again, if what he said earlier was true, then maybe it was. Maybe he'd been so thrown off by all of this, that he really was more open and, as such, much closer to it than he realized.

It was a humbling thought. Kakashi placed another kiss on the other man's cheek and closed his own eyes as emotion he wasn't ready to deal with bubbled to the surface. Instead he turned his attention to the physical once more, moving faster, pushing harder for Tetsu to feel the pleasure he wanted so much to give him.

It didn't take long. Though neither would recognize or admit it, the emotions between them did as much or more to push them towards the end than the simple physical act. Kakashi felt the struggle in the other man to fight it, could see it in his face. "Oh God, Kashi, no. Not yet, not yet..."

"Yes, Tetsu, that's it, love, let go." He whispered, shifting slightly, hitting his spot harder, pushing him further. "Come, Tetsu, for me. Let me feel you come for me."

"Kashi! Now, Oh God, now!" He shouted and, Kakashi closed his eyes, savoring his lover's orgasm. He reveled in the feel of his body shaking, shuddering, the muscles clamping down around him, milking his own climax from him. He shouted with it, Tetsu's name falling from his lips, filling him with his seed.

They fell together onto their sides, Kakashi curling tightly around him. Neither could say a thing, both more than a little stunned by the power of what they'd just felt. The copy nin couldn't, wouldn't believe it. It wasn't possible, no way.

But it was. He knew it was true. What was he supposed to do now? He'd never meant to actually love him.

Kotetsu stared at the wall, his arms tightly wrapped around his lover's. He swallowed hard, trying to moisten a suddenly very dry throat. How was he going to get out of this mess? How was he supposed to fix this?

How could he possibly love two people? Because he knew he loved Izumo. And now he loved Kakashi. What was he supposed to do now? He, Kotetsu, who'd never loved anyone like this before in his life, did. He loved two people. Oh, hell, what a mess.
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Memories