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Our Truths	By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Our Truth
Fandom: Naruto
Part: 7
Characters: Raidou, Genma, Iruka, Izumo, Kotetsu, Naruto
Word count: 2,503
Warnings: Nothing, just chatting, some language
AN: Still tired but better, which is nice. Yep.

We're still getting into things to! Such fun. Please remember during November there will only be 1 chapter a week posted for this story. Why? Because I do National Novel Writing Month and I'm not killing myself posting three times a week. I can do twice a week, not 3 times.

For now, enjoy.

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Closing his apartment door behind him, Naruto ran his tongue over his lips and let his head thunk against the apartment door. He tried to calm his madly swirling mind down, groaning softly.

He had gone to a nin friendly food store that didn’t care about his supposed reputation, and had ended up hearing even more rumors. There had been the usual ones about what they did on a daily basis and what they actually did know. But there were also a few about the Archives. He had quickly gathered what he needed for the all night brainstorming for new traps and seals for the Hokage Tower and booked it back to his apartment.

Finally pushing away from the door with a huff, he pulled out the sealing scrolls that held his groceries down onto his kitchen table. He found a notebook and pen before sitting at his coffee table and writing down what he had heard with Kurama helping him. As he finished, he took a deep breath and dropped the pen onto the table. He slowly stretched out his back with a groan and let out a breathy moan. A low chuckle from behind him had him whipping around and squeaking in surprise.

“Iruka-kun, Genma-kun! That’s not nice,” he whined as the two men chuckled again and put the bags of groceries in their arms down. “I also did buy food, you two, so really no need to bring more,” he said. Standing up, he walked to the kitchen table and unrolled the scrolls before unsealing them. Bags of groceries filled the kitchen floor, one bag tipping over with a dull thump. “Along with much needed food for myself.”

“We can see that,” Genma teased, smiling. “Don’t worry though, we brought mostly writing supplies and drinks with some flavorings. But I also brought along some of those eclairs that you love so much,” he continued, tweaking Naruto’s nose with a wink.

“Alright,” Naruto sighed as he started to go through the first bag. Iruka started on another, finding the cold things to put away into the refrigerator. “Who’s doing the first night shift again?”

Iruka tsked as he put away a carton of milk, giving him a long look. “Kotetsu is working tonight and you’re doing it in three days,” he said. Finding the bulk meat, he placed it onto a towel on the bottom of the refrigerator before standing up. “He does have the needed seals, so we just have to hope that things are safe enough for the night.”

Naruto hummed and nodded, thinking about the temporary traps that they had laid out along with the new privacy seals. They hadn’t been happy had finding the seals tampered with.

“Yep, he’s right,” Genma said, pulling Naruto away from his thoughts. The sandy haired man pulled out several bottles of rather good sake and placed them into Naruto’s sake bowl. He found the small specialized heating plate and plugged it in the living room, sitting it on a small side table. Naruto came out a few minutes later as Genma set up the bottles, holding a bottle of water that he poured around the bottles. Once that was done, he left the older male to set up the heating plate, the sky outside threatening rain.

“Did he say what he was going to do?” Naruto asked as he moved to finish putting things away. Iruka hummed as he pulled out the various items that was for their dinner and snacks.

“Yeah, he said that he didn’t mind pulling the short straw since he couldn’t afford to really get drunk tonight anyways,” Genma said. “He wants to play catch up on some files tomorrow even though it’s his day off. So instead of two headaches, he just wants to deal with just the one.”

“That’s funny. I find the files easy to do,” Naruto teased as he shooed Iruka out of the kitchen. With the food put away and the bags stored, he started working on dinner with his fellow desk workers watching him from the doorway.

“Yeah, but unlike you, we don’t have bunshins to help us,” Genma teased, smirking around his senbon at the rolled eyes.

“Yes, they do come in handy, don’t they?” Naruto drawled as he pulled out a thin, sharp knife. He used it to skim off some of the fat from the roast that he had bought, wanting to try a recipe that he had gotten on his travels.

“Those lessons of your are starting to come in handy, aren’t they?” Iruka asked, tilting his head as a knock came from the front door. Pushing off of the frame, he headed to answer it with a smirk.

“I’m learning just all sorts of things,” Naruto hummed as he finished with the trimming. As he threw away the trimmings, Raidou and Izumo walked into the apartment, the scared man carrying the makings for breakfast and hangover cures.

“Do some of those things include making your tutor drool over more than a new recipe?” Raidou asked, getting a clueless look from Naruto. “Izumo-kun and I here ran across his cooking tutor on the way here. He asked us if you always wore such tight pants when you weren’t working. The poor guy then went on to talk about how wonderful your ass was in said pants,” he explained as he put away his groceries.

Naruto blushed heavily and turned back to his hunk of meat, placing it onto a small holed rack, adding water to the bottom. He pulled out carrots and potatoes, quickly cutting them into chunks before putting them in the pan. Once he was done with the roast and had covered it, he put it into the oven before washing his hands and utensils. He mostly ignored the conversation about his cooking tutor and his as he started to work on the snacks.

“You’re all mean to me. I don’t know why I cook for you,” he finally pouted as he mixed powdered flavoring into a thick mix of regular yogurt and sour cream.

“No we’re not and you love cooking,” Raidou chuckled as he draped himself over Naruto’s back. He wrapped his arms around the others lean waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. “We just like teasing you ‘cause you blush oh so nicely when we do it,” he said. He nuzzled one red whiskered cheek, getting a huff.

“Now I have to say that is a pretty, pretty picture,” Genma purred, watching as his lover held their youngest close.

“Stop perving on him for a minute, you two, and read this,” Iruka said from the coffee table, notebook in hand. “Naruto-kun, I take it you heard more rumors today while you were out?” he asked. Raidou pulled away from Naruto’s back and joined his lover and friend at the coffee table, the three men reading over the pages.

“Yeah, when I was shopping this afternoon,” Naruto answered as he poured the mix into a large bowl. He placed the slices of various types of cheeses, bell peppers, and crackers onto a large tray. “I was almost done anyways when I heard them, so I finished my shopping and got out of there. I came home right away and wrote down what I had with the help of Kurama. It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours since we had our meeting and inserted a few new rumors. But these rumors…” he trailed off.

“Yeah, we can see. They’re getting way too close to the actual truth. Misleading rumors or not,” Raidou sighed. He rubbed a hand through his hair, frowning at his friends.

“It almost looks as if we might have to have Ibiki-san use some of his ANBU to create a few rumors to create some heavy doubt. At least about these new ones,” Iruka muttered. He hated having to do what they were talking about, but sometimes it was the only way to get the rumors to end.

Naruto paused in his arranging as a thought came to him. “Can someone check on my privacy seals?” he asked suddenly. Turning around on his heel, he frowned, mind whirling with worry. Genma and Raidou traded horrified looks before nearly running to the closest seals. The only time someone such as Naruto, who had a natural talent for seals, asked for help was when he wasn’t sure why they were feeling off. Or why he was suddenly feeling worried about them.

It was a curse from Genma who was in the bedroom that brought the other Chunins to where he was scratching at a seal with a kunai. Most of the seals were hidden by various pictures or wall cloth, and the one he was working at had been hidden behind a small wall clock. “Fuckers used a tiny mark to turn them into listening seals,” he snarled. Naruto just tilted his head and frowned, confusion in his eyes.

“As you know, there are a lot of privacy seals,” Irkua started as Genma fully destroyed the seal and went back to looking. Raidou and Izumo moved to check the other seals, pulling out kunais of their own. “But there are ways to reverse them into a listening seal. Depending upon the seal and the modification, the user can be miles away, in the privacy of a room. They can be reading a scroll or even listening. If they’re really good, they can be doing both.”

“Do we have a guess as to how long my seals have been tampered with?” Naruto asked, his voice tense and squeaky.

“I would have to say no more than a month,” Genma grunted as he destroyed another seal. He was buried in Naruto’s closet and his voice was muffled but still understandable. “The ink has had time to bond with the paint. And I know for a fact that you just got your closet re-walled and re-painted just last month.”

“Oh Gods,” Naruto moaned. He buried his face into his hands, hiding his bright red face. “They probably heard me get off. And before any of you say a damn thing, I don’t exactly have a time for a relationship. That’s including me finding a fuck buddy. At least not until I'm done with my training.” He sighed and rubbed at his face. “And no, I don’t want some one night stand. So me having fun alone in my room is a good way to dealing with stress.” He sent a glared at the leering Genma.

“Does this mean that I can go through your toy drawer then?” Genma purred. He watched as Iruka and Naruto both turned brighter red, loving the view.

“No, that does not mean that. I’ll do it, with gloves though,” Iruka stated, shaking his head and calming the blush. Genma pouted at him but went back to work on finding and destroying the seals. Naruto sighed and walked back into the living room, watching as Raidou went over each seal with careful eyes.

“Raidou-san, do you think that if they have messed with my seals here, that they may have messed with the ones in your guys too?” Naruto asked. He jumped when Raidou’s hand slipped, jamming his kunai into the wall instead of just scratching over the seals.

“Damn it,” Izumo groaned as he came out of the kitchen, brushing off his kunai. “Guys, it looks like we’re going to have to check our own seals. And make sure they didn’t plaster any anywhere that we don’t want them to be. Naruto is right, if they did it to his, they probably did it to ours too.”

“All they would get from us is free porn and marital fluff,” Genma said as he came out of the bedroom. Raidou grunted in agreement as he pulled his kunai free of the wall. Iruka came out nodding as he pulled off gloves, tossing them into the kitchen trash. “Whoever laid those marks in your bedroom, Naruto-kun, were good. They didn’t leave any clues as to who it was. The marks looked generic but they have to be laid by hand.”

“Damn, that does mean they are good. Along with that, the only time that I don’t have enough traps and tricks to make the Archives look like a cake walk is when I’m out for a quick errand,” Naruto sighed. “Or when I’m doing a short mission. During that time, Iruka-kun tends to watch over my place for me. Sometimes Shino-san,” he continued, shaking his head.

“So whoever placed the marks had to wait a long time for the chance to do so since you’ve only done two small missions. At least since you painted and rebuilt that closet of yours,” Izumo mused. “It’s looking as if we really do need to come in and check the seals and any possible extras at our places. Might want them to hit up Naruto’s place to just in case.”

“We’ll also need to speak with Tsunade-sama and go over every single room, in detail, of the Tower. Again. Just to be safe since we just did a quick run this time,” Iruka stated. “We’re going to be re-laying so many seals too. I hate laying those damn seals.”

“We can have the person who does our apartments do most of the tower. Can we have them do the Archives though? Or do we have to do them ourselves?” Naruto asked as he crossed his arm.

“We’re going to have to,” Iruka replied. “And we can have someone do most of the rooms. Naruto-kun, can you send one of your frogs to Kotetsu with a note telling him what we found? He should be warned too.”

“Sure, not a problem. Let me go do that. Can someone grab the food and check the sake?” Naruto asked, turning around on the ball of one foot.

In a dark room, a single candle sat on a round table next to a simple desk and a chair pushed the shadows back. A man sat in the chair, growling before he slammed his hands onto the desk, rattling the ink pot on the desk. His chair fell back with a loud clatter as he stood up sharply, glaring at the scroll before him.

“How did that little bitch find them? How!?” he yelled at the scroll. It had stopped recording the apartment at the time that Genma had cursed. The ability to listen in while reading had disappeared soon after, along with seal in the closet. “He is not going to like this. I may not live because of this,” the man finally sighed. He rolled the long scroll up and left the room, eyes glinting with anger.

The candle guttered out as the door slid closed behind him, plunging the room back into blackness.
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