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Shouldering the Blame	By : fuyunoakegata Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1329 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rating: PG-13, for Genma being Genma� and
for Shizune and Tsunade aiding and abetting

Pairing: Kakashi/Iruka Iruka/Kakashi I like my boys to switch xD same
with Raidou and Genma

Status: WIP, but hope to finish soon... yes, I know you�ve heard that
from me before, lol.

Summary: Kakashi returns from a mission; Iruka patches him up and
fluffiness ensues. Kinda�

Genre: WAFF, fairly mild angst (it always slips in there if I�m writing
Kakashi, doesn�t it?) HC

Warnings: biseinen ai, yaoi, coarse language and provocative
conversation, medical imagery

Disclaimer: I asked Kishimoto-san for several shinobi for my birthday� I
kinda conveniently forgot to put them back when I was done� So technically they
aren�t mine, but I think they have a lot more fun with me�

Author's Notes: Thank you to Hatochan, for more than you�ll hopefully
ever know. You�re the reason I started writing again and the reason I continue,
despite my doubts and all the little bumps in the road� this is part of
Hatochan�s Tolerant Intolerant universe and occurs just before Hato�s Playing
Doctor, but works better if you read it after hers. This and Playing Doctor
occur about 3 - 3 � months after the wedding from her Along the Way: Ch.10 �
Prancing. They are married and living together in a house, so the old
apartments are now gone... Hatochan's Playing Doctor is fairly explicit, guys.
DO NOT read if you're not legal... or if you can't handle some yummy
kinkiness... ;) it�s on the KakaIru LiveJournal and Adultfanfiction.net

Thanks also to FrackinSweet for helping keep me sane on
the busride from hell, and to Ofuda, for providing the soundtrack for it�

�No doctors! I don�t need to go to
the hospital! Iruka!� An irrational panic made instinct and
training take over, and Kakashi began struggling wildly.

As they popped into existence at the
hospital, Iruka found himself pushed to the floor from the force of the sick
man�s struggles.

Genma slammed hard into the opposite
wall and another body.

Raidou ducked as Kakashi began
gathering the energy for a chidori blast, and grabbed the erratic jounin in a
tight bear hug and refused to let go.

Before Iruka could even regain his
feet beneath him, Genma tossed off three senbon. Despite the spooked
shinobi�s thrashing, all landed in a tight cluster right on the pressure point
of Kakashi�s uninjured shoulder.

Genma sagged back against the wall�
against the wall and the body behind him. A lock of blonde hair fell over
his shoulder and he registered the�softness pillowing him. Shit.
It just has to be her, doesn�t it?

He scrambled to his feet and Tsunade
grabbed him as he almost toppled face first to the floor. She�d heard the
sickening thud as Genma�s head smacked the wall, and she eased him to the
ground.

Raidou stumbled backwards from the
double hit of an explosion rocking the room and Kakashi falling back heavily,
insensible and motionless, to the floor.

Iruka pulled out a bandage and
pressed it to the deep score which angled high along Raidou�s cheekbone, a
thin, furrow which fortunately stopped just sort of Raidou�s eye.

The room suddenly filled with
medics. The immediate cause of all the destruction lay unmoving on the
floor, limbs askew and limp as a discarded child�s plaything.

The medical staff jumped to their
assigned tasks as Tsunade barked orders left and right. Two medics
carefully shifted Genma to a stretcher as he protested feebly. They
carried him off and Tsunade followed the stretcher to an empty treatment room.

Shizune took over Raidou�s care, and
Iruka found himself pushed aside as another healer came to treat the now
contained Kakashi. As soon as the room had filled it cleared again, and
Iruka was left staring at the smoking rubble of the outer wall.

He realized at once where Raidou and
Genma must have brought them� the secure wing of the emergency room.
Although not exclusively for their use, it was used mainly for jounin who
might accidentally hurt themselves and others in a highly confused, injured
state, and ANBU who posed a danger to themselves and others because their
injuries rendered them not in complete control of their faculties.
Unfortunately, the same traits that helped them perform their duties could
backfire and turn them into dangerous, rampaging panic-stricken bundles of
paranoia when bewildered and hurt.

This wing was made to contain the
inevitable chaos and protect the staff and other waiting patients from
accidental injury.    In other words, for incidents just such as
this one. Chakra wards immediately alerted the medical staff when a
patient was brought in. They scrambled in to subdue and contain as much
as treat their patient. Iruka fell to a chair, wondering how everything
could have gone so wrong in less than five minutes. He didn�t even know
where he should go or what he should be doing now. The staff had cleared
the room so quickly he�d not even gotten a chance to ask any
questions. � He heard soft
footsteps behind him and turned at the familiar voice. �Iruka-sensei?�

�
��Sakura-chan?� Despite the gravity of the situation, he had
a smile for his former student.
�
��Tsunade-sama sent me to get the details of what happened.�
She looked at the remains of he wall. �Kakashi-sensei did that?�

Iruka nodded. �He was more
than a bit agitated when we brought him in. I didn�t realize�� The
uncovered forehead crinkled and his voice trailed off.

�Sickness or injury loosens the
tight controls the higher level shinobi keep on themselves, Iruka-sensei.
This isn�t an uncommon occurrence, although this is the first time I�ve seen
anyone destroy these walls. They�re a foot thick and
chakra-enforced. We�ll have to come up with something stronger or else
make sure Kakashi-sensei isn�t so excited next time,� Sakura smiled at the
obvious understatement. �Let�s go somewhere else and you can explain
everything.�

�That�s probably a good idea,
Sakura-chan. This doesn�t seem to be the safest place to wait.� The
hole Kakashi had blown through the wall was evidence of that. There was
no telling what would happen if another injured ANBU or bat-shit crazy jounin
was brought in for treatment.

Iruka followed her from the lobby
into an empty exam room. �He returned last night from a mission to Grass
with a cracked wrist, several assorted minor scrapes and cuts, and several
senbon wounds to the neck and shoulder. The wrist seemed to be the worst
injury. I used to a jutsu to speed the healing and put him to bed.
He uh used a jutsu Tsunade-sama probably doesn't want mention of being put in
the official reports, so he was very tired when he arrived."

"I think I know the one you�re
referring to, Iruka-sensei. Even though the village leadership tries to
hide its existence, I occasionally encounter an ANBU or an older jounin who's
used it. I've seen enough of its nasty aftereffects that I won�t ever be
tempted to use it myself, although I understand the justifications for its use
and development. I just don't think they studied it well enough before
they taught it back in the Wars. The exhaustion is only one side
effect. It also suspends the body's other responses as well as
suppressing normal chemical and hormonal reactions for the duration of its
use. It puts too many stresses on the body to be used safely."
She pursed her lips in disapproval.

"I don't think they ever spread
the word about the other drawbacks. They were probably too concerned
about reminding people about it or having new people learn it that they didn't
make any announcement about the other dangers. But as long as he wasn't
poisoned or the wounds infected he should be fine, Iruka-sensei."
His former student patted his back in a comforting manner.

Iruka, however, was not
reassured. He blanched, the sickly pallor contrasting with his usual
healthy golden glow. "Sakura-chan? There may be a problem.
Maybe you should run some tests on these." Iruka pulled a handful of
battered senbon from the weapons pouch by his side. "Kakashi kept
the senbon that hit him. Raidou thinks the shoulder is infected, and he was
behaving very erratically this evening. There didn�t seem to be any
signs of poison, although he was taking antidotes for the most common agents
used in Grass. But then again, there weren�t any signs of infection last
night, either.�

�I�ll take them to the lab and make
sure they know it�s a priority, but I�m sure the results will come back
fine. Senbon specialists are usually very obsessive about their weapons,
and the wounds are so small that it�s not likely for them to cause a serious
infection, anyway.� Sakura was picking up the soothing attitudes and
mannerisms of her new teachers quite rapidly.

�I know all about the, ahh,
peculiarities senbon specialists possess.� Iruka smiled as memories of a much
younger Genma intruded. He could almost smell the scent of cloves that
had clung so stubbornly to Genma when he wasn�t on a mission. Mineral oil
laced with small amounts of clove oil had long been used to clean weapons, and
Genma had concocted a blend with a higher concentration that served to
sterilize the needles, as well. �Anyway, he seemed fine last night, other
than being fatigued.   Well, he did keep going on about the closet
door being open, but I though that he was just babbling because he was so
exhausted, and, well, shifting his mind out of mission mode, and all. He
was tired, but he couldn't quite get back to sleep on his own. I had to
umm... well, errr that is...� Iruka turned a very bright shade of red.
"I sort of helped him back to sleep."

"What sort of medication did
you... oh. ohhhhh...� Sakura became quite pink herself when his meaning
finally occurred to her. "I suppose that was a good idea, no telling
what effect a more errr traditional method would have had. What else
happened?�

�I let him sleep until Genma and
Raidou came over for dinner tonight. He was still very tired, but nothing
else appeared to be wrong. I asked Raidou to take a look at his injuries,
to make sure I hadn�t missed anything. He got upset and refused to go to the
doctor when Raidou suggested that the shoulder was probably infected, and then
he almost passed out. We teleported him here and then he started
struggling. You know what happened afterwards.� He gestured towards
the destruction in the lobby.

�Thank you for the
information. Shizune-san should be done with Raidou-san by now.
I�ll take you there and then drop these off at the lab.� The young medic
patted the dusty weapons pouch. They left the room and turned down a main
corridor, meeting Shizune and Raidou along the way. Only a band-aid, a
mussed appearance, and a slight tightness around his eyes and jaw gave any sign
of Raidou�s part in the night�s struggle.

�Ah, Sakura-chan, thank you for
getting Iruka-sensei. If you�ve got enough information to start the
incident report, I�ll take these two before they sneak off to try to find their
husbands themselves. You won�t get in to see him without the Hokage�s
permission, Iruka, so just hold tight for a bit.� Predictably, Raidou scowled
and Iruka blushed slightly, proving there might have just a grain or two of
truth behind the light-hearted teasing.

Sakura nodded and continued on
towards the lab as Shizune steered the other two towards the non-critical ward
on the second floor. Even before they reached the room, they knew the
occupant and his condition. Shizune opened the door on a very grumpy
Genma and a viciously grinning Tsunade. �Raidou, Iruka, I was just
telling Genma that he�ll be fine enough to be released tomorrow if he stays put
and rests tonight. Other than a bit of a headache for a day or so, there
shouldn�t be any problems. Luckily I got to him immediately, before and
real damage occurred. Guess that thick skull of yours is good for
something.� He grimaced as she reached down and ruffled his uncovered
hair.

�Hmmmph� She threatened to block
certain key chakra points if I didn�t �behave like a good boy, for
once.�� Heavy sarcasm colored the words.

�I know that technique, too,
Genma. Listen to her, or you�ll find yourself a eunuch for a week until
the jutsu wears off. I�ll tie you to the bed until you�re better if I
have to.� Raidou�s voice had that shaky little growl to it that told
Genma how worried he was and that he meant business.

He couldn�t resist that voice, but
he was still Genma. �Ooooh, bondage� you promise? I love when
you get kinky, babe.�

�He�s fine, alright�.� Raidou
sighed. �Thank you, Hokage-sama. I�ll make sure he rests and doesn�t give
you any problems this time.� Raidou leaned forward and whispered
something in Genma�s ear.

Genma scowled but nodded.
�I�ll expect a �physical examination� and sponge bath every day for a week if
you want my cooperation.�

Tsunade laughed
appreciatively. �I�ll send a big box of rubber gloves home with you if you
do, Genma.� Raidou blushed and dropped his head at his husband�s antics
and his leader�s offer.

�Behave and I�ll throw in a
catheter. He really likes urethral play, Rai-san,� Shizune added.
This time Genma was left blushing as his former lover teased.

Iruka noticed Genma didn�t refuse
the offer, though, and his own mental gears kicked into overdrive. He
began wondering if he could adapt any of this for use in overcoming his own
husband�s apparent issues with doctors.

�I�ll give you a few minutes with
these two, Iruka, before I take you to Kakashi. Try not to let them
pervert you too much.� Iruka fought off his own blush as Genma grabbed his
crotch right in plain sight of the Hokage.

�We won�t do anything we haven�t
already done thousands of times before, Obaa-san,� Genma smirked.

�As long as Iruka�s on top. I
told you to rest. If you�ll excuse us for a few moments, I�ll let you
have some privacy.� The healers left the room to the sounds of sputtering
and snickering.

As the laughter died away, Iruka
raised slightly troubled eyes to those of his friends. �I�m so
sorry. I didn�t realize his injuries were serious. I never meant to
put either of you in danger.�

�We�re shinobi, Ru-chan.
There�s always danger. Any of us could go at any time from something far
more stupid and with nothing to do with our jobs.� Genma always got
straight to the heart of the matter.

�We accept these dangers freely,
they�re part of our life, so no need to apologize. We all know things happen,
sometimes. And we�re all fine more or less, so no use worrying about it,
anyway.� Raidou offered his customary good sense.

Genma spoke with all his years of
experience behind him. �I should be apologizing to you. I knew he�d
gotten sick in the bathroom. I should have said something sooner, but I
thought it was the side effects of the antidotes. Hell, I should have
asked to look at the senbon wounds myself, earlier, and the senbon, too.
I know more than either of you what all can go wrong with them.�

�You�re no more to blame than me,
Genma. I should have been paying better attention, especially once I
heard that he used that stupid jutsu. Something always seems to go wrong
with it. If I�d looked at him right away, maybe I could have caught this
before he went all irrational and paranoid. Then you wouldn�t have been
hurt and Kakashi would be in better shape.� As usual, Raidou insisted on
taking more than his fair share of responsibility.

�Actually, it�s my fault. I
never should have thought I could take care of this myself. I should have
insisted he see a medic last night, or at the least taken him in this
morning.� Iruka�s voice showed the deep burden he was carrying.

�Can I join in, or is this a private
pity party?� None of them had heard the door slide open or the quiet
footfalls entering the room. �Does Kakashi bear no guilt in this?
Then again, I could feel guilty for accepting the mission on behalf of the
village, even though you know how desperately we need the funds. Or I could
feel guilty for assigning it to the brat, although he was the best suited for
the job. I could even feel guilty for not instituting a policy where all
missions are turned in upon completion and include a mandatory physical exam as
part of the debriefing.� Tsunade paused, pinning each of them with that
seemingly all-seeing amber gaze.

�You all know that would strain our
manpower and unduly burden everyone, not to mention it still probably wouldn�t
catch something like this. No one of us can bear the blame for
this. This was all an unfortunate chain of events, which unluckily
Kakashi was caught in. None of you had all the facts, so it�s no wonder
you didn�t catch it. I can�t even blame Kakashi for not noticing.
Everything could be easily explained away as something else, and by the time he
couldn�t explain it away anymore, he was too sick to be able to notice.
You two just get some rest. I�ll leave word with the nurses station not
to disturb you.�

�Go on ahead Iruka, we�re
fine. You should be with Kakashi, now. If you need anything send
word and we�ll be right there.� Raidou placed a strong hand on Iruka�s
shoulder in an abbreviated hug.

Iruka nodded and followed Tsunade
from the ward.

�We�re waiting on lab results.
Luckily Kakashi kept the senbon and you brought them with you. That will
make our job easier. I know you�re focusing on what went wrong, but
remember what all of you did right, too, Iruka. You and Raidou took care
of him just as well as any healer we have here, and you did it right, too,
Iruka. You also did it without any of the stress involved with doctors or
hospitals. Kakashi would have fought you over going to the hospital last
night. He hasn�t had very good experiences at all over the years, so I
don�t make much of an issue over things with him as long as he gets them taken
care of.

�Think about the only times you�ve
seen him in the hospital, recently, Iruka. Chakra depletion and Itachi�s
genjutsu. That�s it. No serious injuries, no sicknesses. Security
issues were only partially the reason I let him stay when you found him at the
Hatake estate. Each of the other times, he was brought in
unconscious. That was the only way he�d come in without a fight, if he
was too weak or otherwise unable. Otherwise, he�d do more injury fighting
to stay out than was already done to him, most likely. We take care of
him until he�s out of danger and make him rest up enough to heal and then we
let him go. Anyone else would be here a full week or more longer than he
stays, but it�s no use fighting the issue with him. He gets so upset
being here that it does more harm than good, unless it�s really serious.

�Minato used to bribe him just to
get him to see a medic when he was injured. You know how he was, back
then. He�d do almost anything with the promise of learning a new
technique or jutsu. Even after he lost his eye, he tried to leave after
they looked him over and patched him up. Sandaime had to give him a
direct order to stay before he quit trying to escape. They finally
released him early into Minato�s care. I went twice a day to check on
him. It was amazing how much quicker he recovered once he left the
hospital. Luckily, he�s good enough he doesn�t get injured enough to need
to go to the hospital often. Either that or he�s learned a few medical
jutsus we don�t know about. Hospitals are for healing, but he can�t heal
when all he�s thinking about is how he�s going to get out sooner.�

�You do know what you�re going to
see when we get there, right, Iruka? A situation like this is treated
differently than a break, but it�s SOP for his safety and everyone
else�s. He�s still under the effects of the senbon, but Genma was flying
across the room as he threw them, so we don�t know just how effective they
were. He�s going to be restrained and drugged and an ANBU guard will be
outside the room. It�s just so he doesn�t accidentally hurt himself or
anyone else.�

Iruka�s dark gaze met hers.
�He already did. Genma and Raidou could have been killed because I thought
I knew what I was doing.�

�Iruka. Stop with the what ifs and
the second guessing� now. Maybe it could have happened... but it
didn�t. They�re fine. Kakashi�s fine. We�ll get the tests back on
the senbon and start the proper course of treatment and he�ll be back to normal
in no time. Once he�s healing and everything�s under control, we�ll release him
to you and he can go home.� Tsunade nodded at the rat-masked ANBU as they
approached.

Iruka was preparing himself for the
sight of a restrained Kakashi when they heard annoyed shouting, followed by a
body crashing through the door in front of them. They rushed into the
room, looking about. �Kakashi!� Iruka stepped forward but Tsunade pulled him
back.

Kakashi was backed into a corner of
the room, clinging to the wall near the ceiling, breathing heavily and
trembling with exertion

Iruka shrugged off the Hokage�s
restraining arm and took another two steps forward. �Kashi-love.� He
stood quiet and still, waiting for the wary shinobi to relax even slightly.
�It�s ok, Kakashi. You can come down, now. They won�t hurt you. The
medic�s gone.� Iruka signaled the ANBU to stay back near the door.
It hurt to see Kakashi so vulnerable in the corner, tucked up against the ceiling,
thin and wispy, like a cobweb.

Kakashi slowly crawled down the
wall, the strain on his chakra evident with every movement, but he continued
watching everyone in the room.

Iruka caught Tsunade�s eyes,
silently willing her to understand what he was about to do. He moved
forward slowly but deliberately, so as not to startle his husband. �Come
to me, Kakashi, I won�t let them hurt you.� Iruka hastened forward to
catch Kakashi before he crashed to the floor as his chakra finally gave out on
him. He turned slowly, holding the older, barely conscious man facing
him, again staring determinedly into his leader�s amber eyes and holding out
one hand.

Tsunade must have studied her
teammate�s student and her predecessor more than anyone even knew, for in a
flash of swaying golden hair, she had placed an object in the academy
instructor�s outstretched palm and returned to her previous place. Before
her hair even settled, the chuunin whispered �Forgive me, love,� and Kakashi
slumped even more heavily against Iruka as he plunged the hypodermic needle
into the center of his lover�s unsuspecting back.
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