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Illusion and Dream
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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He was being ridiculous and he knew it. It was silly to be upset about Kotetsu and Genma's game. No, it was downright crazy to be upset that they had asked him to help them with it.

But he was upset. He didn't want to keep quiet about the truth of their� relationship. Izumo still stumbled over the fact that they were even in a relationship. But no, they were. Kotetsu and Genma were dating. Not only were they dating, and exclusively, but from everything he'd seen so far�

� they were in love.

In love. Genma and Kotetsu were in love. He just could not wrap his head around it. It just wasn't possible.

In the few moments of clarity he had that said yes, in fact, it was quite possible that his best friend had fallen in love and that Genma had been that man, he found himself almost growling. And then it got worse and the green monster in his chest started to stir when he thought about the fact that, not only was Tetsu in love with Genma, but Gen was, to all appearances, in love with Tetsu right back!

It damned near roared if he let himself think about the way they'd been looking at each other all week or the not-so-casual touches that they thought no one saw or the heated kisses he'd walked in on several times in the back hallways. And when he'd stumbled in on them having sex in the supply room, he'd almost, chuunin or not, dragged the half-naked jounin outside and kicked his ass. Because the moans of "oh God, Tetsu" and "Gen, fuck, you feel good" only succeeded in making the monster scream a whole lot louder.

He shook his head and blinked at the bowl of soup in front of him. He'd been so preoccupied with his thoughts on the situation with Kotetsu he hadn't even noticed the waitress bring it. He still hadn't figured out where the monster came from or why he reacted that way. He couldn't possibly be jealous, not about them being in love. The only thing he could come up with was that he hadn't spent any time with Tetsu all week. His best friend had been with Genma the whole time, instead. Literally, every minute that they hadn't been behind the desk or running for the Hokage, they were together. They spent their lunches sucking face and their evenings in Genma's apartment. Izumo could admit that had annoyed him. He conveniently ignored the fact that he'd been with Raidou that whole time, as well.

"Baby?"

Izumo looked up at his boyfriend. "I'm sorry, Rai," he shook his head again and started in on his soup. Raidou reached across and lifted his chin.

"Everything okay?" He asked, eyebrows raised.

Izumo set his spoon back down and debated what to say. He didn't want to lie and try to make the other man think he was okay, when the tone of voice Raidou used said he knew better. On the other hand, he did not want to try to explain why in the hell he was jealous of his boyfriend's best friend, even in the limited, minor way he was. He tried for a half-truth. "Gen and Tetsu won't keep their hands off of each other. I haven't gotten much work done at all this week."

Raidou chuckled. "Somehow that doesn't surprise me. If they're not out getting it from someone else, they're bound to keep at each other. Though, the fact that they're not out getting it from someone else is still a little�weird." He shook his head, then paused to take another bite of his own soup. "Is that all?" He asked, his tone conveying everything.

Izumo frowned and picked his spoon back up. "I'm a little annoyed at having to play along with their game," he admitted.

Raidou didn't laugh this time. "Yeah, I know what you mean." He sighed. "But they're our best friends, what can we do?" He asked, wish a shrug.

Izumo snorted. "We could refuse to play along."

Raidou's eyebrows went up. "Why would we?"

Izumo frowned. "I don't know. It� something just�" He shook his head, giving up and changing directions. "I will admit, some of the reactions have been funny." A chuckle slipped out at the remembered confusion on Aoba's face.

"Ebisu has been the best," Rai agreed. "He's convinced they're fucking, but he refuses to believe they're in a relationship. And then he'll see them kiss or touch or hug or something that is obviously what couples do and be completely confused again." Raidou laughed.

"The betting pool on it's already really high. So far, it's at about a four to one that they're playing with the corps and not really dating." Izumo shook his head. "Makes me wish I could put in my bet."

"We have an unfair advantage." Raidou said, but his smile faded a little as he said it. "Still seems� strange that Gen's settling down."

"Really. And with Tetsu?" Izumo asked, his own lips turning down. He looked up at his boyfriend's face and Raidou's smile came back.

"Right. With Tetsu, of all people. I mean, I guess they're two of a kind, but�" He shook his head and let the thought trail off.

"Yeah." Izumo didn't know what else to say to that. Raidou chose that moment to reach across the table and take Izumo's hand instead. They finished their soup in silence and by the time they had, Izumo's feelings had settled quite a bit, thanks in no small part to the soft brushes of Rai's thumb over the back of his hand.

When the waitress had left with their bowls, Raidou considered him across the table. "You're too far away over there," he said, quietly.

Izumo didn't roll his eyes like he had a few times over that. He needed Raidou's touch a little too much. He moved to the other side of the booth and the older man pulled him closer, wrapping an arm around him. "What's really wrong?"

Izumo glanced up at Raidou's face and decided hiding things wasn't going to help. "I don't know. Something about them bothers me." He didn't specify who 'them' was, but he didn't need to.

"I know what you mean. I'm afraid they're going to hurt each other and that's going to be a big mess."

"Yeah� but, that's not all of it�" Izumo trailed off. "I'm a little jealous," he nearly whispered.

Raidou blinked down at him. "Jealous? Of� what?"

Izumo sighed. "I haven't seen my best friend in a week. He doesn't even come home every night."

"Wait, he's been staying with Gen?" Raidou's mouth dropped open.

"Well, I don't know what I'd call it, exactly. He didn't come home Saturday until almost four in the afternoon. And two nights last week, he stayed so late, he ended up having to run through the apartment in the morning for clothes before work, but that he hadn't slept at home." He shrugged a shoulder. "I mean, he's not living there or anything� just�" He shook his head, letting it go.

Raidou stared at him a moment, his mouth hanging open a little bit. "They're more serious than I thought. But�" He shook his head, like he was trying to clear it. "Well, it's only been a week. They'll probably burn out on each other before too long. I just don't see either of them in for the long haul."

Izumo nodded at that. "Yeah, that's what I thought� think, too. I mean, before Gen, Tetsu hadn't been on more than two dates with anyone."

"Gen, either." Raidou considered Izumo for a moment, then sighed, "but there's really nothing we can do about it, either. Except wait for it to fall apart and be there for our friends when it happens."

Izumo frowned. "That's going to make things harder for us." But Izumo wasn't just thinking about how he and Raidou would deal with their best friends hating each other. Izumo, despite his best efforts, was thinking about Kotetsu being single again. His frown deepened.

"I know, but you're worth it. We'll figure it out when it happens." Raidou dropped a kiss on Izumo's temple. "Love you," he whispered in the smaller man's ear.

Izumo closed his eyes. Even after hearing it often all week, those two little words still went through him. "I love you, too." And just like it had each time he heard it, the tumultuous thoughts of his best friend faded and all that was left was the man with him. He turned his head and buried his face in Raido's neck, wrapping one arm around the other man.

"We're a lot simpler, aren't we?" Raido asked, his arm tightening.

Izumo nodded, saying nothing. He placed a soft kiss over the scarred skin before sitting back up. "Yes, we are. I wish it could be simpler for them." He did, he really did, he reminded himself. He didn't want Gen and Tetsu to break up. He forcibly pushed his best friend aside.

Raido chose to tilt Izumo's face up then and gently laid his lips over the smaller man's. Izumo melted into the kiss, deepening it, trying to show with it just what this man meant to him, how happy he was to be with the bigger man.

Neither of them paid attention to their surroundings, so lost were they in the kiss. It wasn't until the waitress loudly cleared her throat that they broke apart. Izumo blushed hotly and muttered a "sorry" before picking up his chopsticks. He tried to scoot away from Raidou a little bit, but the other man just kept a firm arm around him.

"Thank you," Raidou told the waitress, dropped another kiss on Izumo's temple and picked up his own chopsticks. He only let go of Izumo long enough to adjust them in his hand, then put his arm back around the other man. "Eat up," he said in his lover's ear, "you'll need all the energy you can get tonight."

That comment succeeded in going straight to Izumo's cock and something that sounded like a combination of a moan and whimper escaped his throat. "You're going to kill me."

"No, just want to make sure you have something to think about at the desk tomorrow," Raidou chuckled, kissing him once more. "Now, eat so I can use all that energy back up tonight."

Izumo nearly dove into his fish and Raidou laughed. The younger man looked over at his lover. "You better eat, too. If you think I'm the only one that's going to need energy, you're sadly mistaken." He leaned up to Raidou's ear. "I might not even let you get me all the way home before I fuck you silly."

Raidou made a strangled sound and turned to his own food. "Yes, sir," he mumbled, stuffing a piece of chicken into his mouth and Izumo laughed.

Kotetsu glared at the clock on the wall. It was only three. He had at least two more hours before he could reasonably expect to leave. Not that it much mattered, for the first time since they'd been together, Genma was on a mission that may well last a few days. So all Kotetsu could do was go home.

That didn't mean he wanted to hang out in the mission office, though.

He sighed, stamping the form in front of him with more force than necessary. He couldn't believe how much he was missing his boyfriend. Gen had only been gone a day and a half so far, and he was going nearly batshit insane.

He was worried, he was horny and he was� lonely. And he'd been so focused on missing and worrying about Genma that he hadn't even given much thought to Izumo and Raidou. He shook his head at himself and picked up the form, slapping it onto the desk in front of Kakashi. "Do it over," he grumbled.

The single visible eye blinked at him. "Geez, Hagane, he's only been gone a day."

Kotetsu stared at the copy nin a moment. Was he that transparent? "Do. The report. Over," he growled and with a sniff, Kakashi snatched the pathetic excuse for a mission report off of the counter and poofed in a swirl of leaves and smoke.

Tetsu shook his head at the crazy jounin and turned his attention to Aoba, who was waiting in line next to turn in his report. He looked a little panicked and Kotetsu took a moment to enjoy the look on the other man's face. "Yamashiro," he greeted, holding his hand out.

Aoba handed him the report and snatched his hand back and moved away from the desk quickly, like that extra foot of space would do him any good if Kotetsu really did explode. Tetsu looked down over the report and picked up his stamp again. He didn't bother sighing. Instead, he added ink to the thing and started dropping it in different places on the form. "Yamashiro, what the fuck is it with you jounin? Crazy bastards, all of you. How is it you get to be elite ninja and can't file a report to save your lives?"

Aoba didn't respond, he simply cleared his throat and waited. Kotetsu held the paper out and Aoba snatched it out of his hand, glancing over it. "When are you going to stop punishing me for what I said about him?"

"When you apologize to him in my earshot," Kotetsu answered shortly.

Aoba's mouth dropped open in shock. "Apologize? All I said was the truth."

Kotetsu glared at him and Aoba's mouth shut with an audible click. He mumbled something Kotetsu couldn't hear and he, too, transported away. Kotetsu sighed and rubbed at his eyes. "Crazy fucking jounin," he muttered. He buried his face in his hands and tried to get a better grip on himself. He couldn't believe how much Gen's not being there was affecting him. "Maybe I'm the one going crazy," he said under his breath, dropping his hands.

He felt the chakra approach only a second before he heard the voice in his ear. "Crazy about me?" The voice asked, then a set of lips started nibbling on his neck.

He closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm only crazy about my boyfriend. And you better hope he doesn't see you. He'll kick your ass if he finds out you're trying to move in on his territory."

"Oh�" The voice sounded disappointed. "You won't tell him, will you? It'll be our little secret."

"Yeah, I would. Not interested in pissing him off, thanks." Kotetsu said, then turned, tired of the game and needing real kisses and touches too much.

Genma grinned down at him and straddled his lap. "You'd tell me?"

"I wouldn't do it in the first place," Kotetsu replied, wrapping is arms around the other man. "But, if someone got a little too� happy with their hands or mouth, I'd tell you. Rather you hear it from me than someone else. Would you?"

"Yup, but, like you said, it's not going to happen." Genma leaned in, then, and Kotetsu nearly moaned around the kiss. It was full of lips and tongues and teeth, need and want warring in them.

"God, I missed you," Tetsu whispered when they broke apart to give air it's proper attention.

"Missed you, too. I didn't sleep last night," Genma said, resting his forehead against Tetsu's.

"Me, either." Kotetsu reached up and brushed a thumb along Gen's cheek. He dropped another kiss on his boyfriend's lips, the two of them getting lost in it.

"Stay tonight?" Gen asked, quietly.

Kotetsu smiled. "Try to send me away." He swallowed, pushing away the near constant questions that kept popping up at his need for this man. "I'm supposed to be here until five. Dinner?"

"At home, I need you too much," Gen replied. "I'll cook. In fact, I haven't been home yet, I need to clean up." He made a face.

Tetsu chuckled. "I can tell. Don't care," he said and nipped at the other man's lips again.

"Come straight over, okay?" Genma asked, returning the kiss.

Kotetsu nodded. "I will," he said during a break. Their arms wrapped tighter around each other and they completely forgot where they were. Kotetsu deepened the kiss, pulling Genma even closer and they could both feel the other's arousal against their own. Low moans escaped, tongues battled and the kiss heated further.

"If you two could possibly remember that you're in the mission office and Tetsu's still at work, I'm sure the line of people waiting to turn in their reports would appreciate that." Izumo's growling voice leaked through the haze of need.

They pulled back, both panting hard, staring at each other. "Right, um, gonna� go get cleaned up and make dinner. See you�"

"Right after five." Tetsu confirmed, dropping another kiss on his boyfriend. Genma stood up, squeezed Kotetsu's hand and poofed. Kotetsu looked up at Anko, who was standing at the desk with a grin on her face. "And what can I do for you on this beautiful day?"

"You can let me change my bet," she said, laughing.

Kotetsu shook his head, grinning. "Nope. You're stuck now. Got a report?"

Anko laughed harder and handed the piece of paper over the desk. Kotetsu gave it a cursory look, stamped it complete and dropped it in the box. He glanced at the clock, grateful to see that it was pushing three-thirty. He had a feeling, however, that the next hour and a half would take forever.

He was right, but at five o'clock on the dot, he had his stuff put away, threw a hurried wave at Izumo and headed out of the office. He made it to Genma's in record time, knocking on the door at just a few minutes past.

Gen opened the door before he could hit his knuckles to the wood more than once and dragged Kotetsu into the apartment. It took Tetsu a full minute to realize that the other man was already naked. "In a hur�" he started, but didn't get to finish. He was pushed up against the wall, his boyfriend's body against him, that sexy mouth fixed to his.

And then he was naked another minute later, his clothes nearly torn off of his body, vest, shirt and pants flying. He had no idea how they managed it without their lips parting once, but they did. When they were done, his hands moved over Genma's body, desperately needing to touch and just feel. He pulled back and paused to catalog the scratches and bruises. He glanced up at the other man's face, then dropped a kiss on the large bruise on his lover's shoulder.

"It's fine, Tetsu, the other guy looked a lot worse, I promise." Genma let out an exasperated sigh.

Tetsu raised an eyebrow. "I hope he's dead."

Genma chuckled. "I'm an assassin, remember? Of course he's dead. But I'm not. I'm fine and I'll be more fine in a few minutes, if you'll stop delaying. Now please, don't make me wait anymore."

"Sorry," Tetsu chuckled and pulled Genma over to the couch. Genma raised his eyebrows, but Tetsu just said, "don't want to be in the entryway." He nipped again at the other man's lips, the kiss taking over once more as they fell onto the couch. Hands went everywhere, touching, feeling, need flashing into fire and pulling at both of them. Kotetsu moved his mouth down over the taut muscles and defined chest, earning himself low moans.

"Don't play, I want you too much for that," Genma groaned.

"I missed you, too, dammit. Let me enjoy this a little," Kotetsu grouched.

Genma's only answer was another loud, wordless sound that escaped from his mouth when Tetsu swallowed his cock all at once. "Oh fuck, Tetsu!" It was almost a shout, his hands going to the shaggy black hair as Kotetsu worked the other man's cock over with tongue and lips. "Please, baby�"

It was the near begging tone of voice on top of the term of endearment that got to Tetsu. He moved up along his lover's body, settling between the taller man's legs. His hand dove under the couch for the bottle that was usually stored there, the other one sliding under his lover's ass.

When his fingers found Genma's entrance, he groaned. Gen was already stretched and slick. "Oh God Gen, you're already ready for me�" he moaned, attacking the taller man's mouth again. He sat up just long enough to make sure he was coated and then was inside his lover barely a few seconds later.

"Fuck, Tetsu!" Gen nearly shouted when the younger man was buried completely.

Kotetsu wanted to take it slow, but the feel of his lover was just too much. "Gen, damn, you feel good," he moaned. He started moving then and it was fast and hard, lost as he was to the sensations rioting through him.

Genma let out answering groans and lifted his legs a little higher, wrapping them around the younger man. "Unf. Faster. Nngh� fuck� harder, Tetsu�" He demanded and Kotetsu happily obliged.

"Oh God�" Tetsu moaned, the pleasure building fast. He raised himself up, shifting angles and a moment later, he heard what he wanted. Genma's grunts got much louder and he raised a hand to brace himself against the arm of the couch. Kotetsu tried desperately to hold on, but the image of Genma with is head thrown back, eyes closed, face twisted in pleasure was making him crazy. "Stroke�" he started, and paused to gather his control just a little bit. "Stroke yourself, baby," he managed to force out. "Need to� see you come."

Genma groaned at the words and reached down to wrap his hand around his own hard cock. "Oh God� close, Tetsu�," another loud grunt escaped, his hand moving a little faster. "Oh fuck�" his voice got a even louder, his hand moved even faster and Kotetsu couldn't have looked away to save his life.

"Fuck, that's hot," he muttered, his thrusts turning erratic as his orgasm screamed closer. "Gen, oh God, Gen� Nngh. Gonna� fuck... gonna come�" he warned, his eyes sliding closed as he fought to hang on to his sanity for just a tiny bit longer.

"Yes, fuck, oh fuck, TETSU!" He shouted, causing Tetsu's eyes to open. Genma's own eyes flew wide, his body tensed and his muscles clenched around Tetsu's cock as his orgasm took him. He shuddered through it, thick ropes of cum coating him and the vision was enough to steal any hold on control Kotetsu had left. He shouted his lover's name, his own climax taking over, filling Genma as his nerves seemed to fry completely.

He collapsed onto the other man, breath coming in gasps. Gen's arms came around him, his legs tightened and Kotetsu settled a little into the hold. He looked up and their lips met in another of those kisses that had been confusing them so badly for the past week and a half. He pulled back and looked over Gen's face, taking in the hazel eyes full of an emotion the stole Tetsu's thought processes.

"Gen?" He whispered, a little afraid. He was afraid because the look in those eyes mirrored his own.

Genma closed his eyes and turned his head a little, looking away. His hands moved up and down Kotetsu's back as he worked to get a hold of himself and his emotions. Kotetsu moved to sit up, but Gen's arms tightened. Tetsu leaned up a little instead then and brushed the back of his hand along the other man's face. "Gen?" Kotetsu asked, and finally the taller man looked up. The stormy eyes moved over the younger man's face and then Genma sighed.

"Sorry. I'm sorry. I'm okay. So, um, hungry?" He asked, with obviously false bravado, letting go of Kotetsu.

Tetsu sat back, easing out of the other man, but when Gen started to get up, Tetsu held onto his hand. "Not just yet. Dinner can wait a minute."

Genma blinked at him and Tetsu watched the Adam's apple bob as the other man swallowed. "What�" he stopped to clear his throat, "What is it?"

Kotetsu thought he knew what Genma's problem was and he realized that if anyone was going to say it first, going to take that step, he was going to have to be the one. "Gen�" he started, then paused to take a deep breath. "I�" He swallowed, annoyed at himself for the shakiness he heard in his voice. "I think I love you."

More blinking, more swallowing. Genma didn't say anything at first, then his eyes dropped to their clasped hands. He took a deep, steadying breath. Then, finally, "I know I love you." He shook his head, as if trying to banish the thoughts, finally looking back up at Kotetsu.

"You do?" Kotetsu asked and Genma nodded. He had seen it, when he allowed himself to recognize what it was. And when he did, he knew that's what it was because he'd been thinking it, too. But� now what?

"What the hell are we supposed to do with this?" Genma asked as if he could read Tetsu's mind.

"I� don't know." Kotetsu whispered, his own eyes glued to their clasped hands. "Do you�" he stopped, partially because he wasn't sure if he wanted to know. And partially because, if the question was returned, he didn't know how he'd answer.

How did he feel about Izumo? His best friend, the man who had been part of his life for as long as he could remember. Did he still want him? He hadn't dreamed about him recently, but the reasoning behind that was sitting right next to him.

Had he fallen out of love with his best friend?

A mess of things flew through his head, none of which wanted to land for more than a few seconds at a time. He couldn't pin down the idea, couldn't say for sure. He imagined things like not living together, not spending any evenings together. He imagined seeing him a lot more rarely, thought about them being little more than co-workers and drinking buddies. And that scared the shit him.

"I don't know." Genma answered the un-asked question. "I don't know what to say to that. I could tell you absolutely that I don't love Raidou anymore and that you're it. But that would probably be a lie, or, well, may be a lie and you don't deserve that."

Kotetsu sighed. "Well, I suppose it's only fair to tell you I don't know how I feel about Zumo. I almost want to say that I don't... love him... anymore, but at the same time, if I think about..." He trailed off, shaking his head, knowing his lover didn't want to hear it. "I just don't know, Gen. But I know..." he paused and swallowed. "Yeah, I know I love you. How the fuck does that work?"

Genma shrugged his shoulders. "How would I know?" His lips spread in a small smile. "I've never been in love before. How would I know how it works?"

"In love..." Kotetsu murmured. "Yeah. I guess that's about right. And I suppose it's no surprise that we dodged it for so long and we end up falling the hardest to make up for it, you know?"

Genma chuckled. "Yeah, that sounds about right." He sighed. "Look, nothing's really changed, knowing this, has it? We're still... together, still... well, boyfriends..." he trailed off, his eyes finally meeting Tetsu's.

Kotetsu considered him a moment. "Yeah, I guess. Except maybe now we have a name for why we want to be together so much."

The smile on Gen's face became a grin. "Yeah, who'd have thought it?" He shook his head. "Not the ninja corps, apparently," he said, with a chuckle. He leaned in and their lips met in another of those soft, slow kisses. This time, they knew what was behind it. This time, they recognized it for what it was. It still confused them, they still worried about it. When they broke apart, they stared at each other a long moment, then Genma cleared his throat. "Come on, food. We can worry more about this later. If there's anything to worry about."

Kotetsu followed him to the kitchen in silence, his mind in chaos. It bothered him that he didn't seem as upset as he felt he should be at the idea that he might not love Zumo anymore. It bothered him that he didn't know. It bothered him that he might not be because if that ended so... easily, what would happen with Genma?

He watched his boyfriend work in the kitchen, dumping food into serving dishes, and he knew without a doubt that he cared for, lusted after and, yes, loved the man. As Gen put the food onto the tiny kitchen table, Kotetsu realized that he could see himself with this man for a very long time.

But that thought still caused a sharp stab in the vicinity of his heart. Because that meant letting go of Izumo. And as the swirling thoughts found purchase and began to land and organize, he realized he wasn't ready for that, either, wasn't quite able to let go of the... he swallowed... love -- yes, love -- he still had for his best friend.

When Genma glanced up at him and handed him their plates, slanted eyes met hazel ones and they stared for a moment. And as Kotetsu stared into the other man's eyes, he knew that Genma felt the same way about Raidou as he did about Izumo.

Well, they sure knew how to make a mess of things, didn't they?
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