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Runaway Train	By : fieldofsnow Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Runaway Train 1
- 2-Runaway Train 2
- 3-Runaway Train 3
- 4-Runaway Train 4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 8
- 9
- 10
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In two different parts of town, in two different houses and two different beds sat two not so different men. Sure they looked like night and day. One dark and mysterious, his hair silver gray like the light from the moon and the stars. The other bright and cheerful, his yellow hair practically glowing with it's own light. But as different as the two men seemed to be they were both, at this very moment, thinking about the same thing. A little, rarely used supply closet.
Naruto was lying in bed, as much as he wanted to he fought the urge to judo kick himself into another dimension.. spontaneously combusting hadn't seemed to work. He felt like an idiot. He'd turned into a breathless mush almost before Kakashi had even touched him. And he'd had to jack-off in a fucking supply closet afterwards... at school, over a teacher. He was a man damn it not some blushing virgin schoolgirl from some hentai manga, throw in some "Kya! Sensei!" and he might just have been one he thought. Men weren't supposed to turn into whimpering messes at a few touches, Kakashi certainly hadn't been nearly fainting.
And that was another matter he was having trouble with. Sure the man had pretty much told him he wanted him.. but for what? For a laugh? A one night stand? A convenient sex partner he could ravish when ever he damn felt like it? Of course Naruto didn't want that but judging from his reaction to the guy he'd have a hell of a time trying to resist the tempting god of a man and he certainly wouldn't be able to manipulate him into a relationship. As much as he wanted to just throw caution to the wind and jump head first into what ever Kakashi was offering he knew he just couldn't do it. He was sick and tired of getting his hopes up and then being stabbed in the back. No matter how he thought about it it was just doomed to fail... at least he tried to tell himself that so he wouldn't start to hope.
He'd started with the first argument. Why would someone like Kakashi, who could probably get anyone he set his eyes on, want to be with him? The guy did know who he was didn't he? Well obviously Kakashi hadn't given a damn about that today so maybe that wasn't a problem. Next he tried to think of something practical, the man was a teacher and he was a student. Except that wasn't really so bad these days as long as the student was of legal age, which he would be soon, and both parties were discrete. They were both men didn't stop him either since more and more people were opening up to homosexuality and it wasn't looked down upon as much as it had been.
All in all Naruto was thinking he was pretty much screwed when it came to the silver haired man.. or maybe he would be pretty much screwed by the silver haired man.
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Kakashi's head was filled with the golden haired boy as he sat on his hard little bed in the one room apartment he was renting, scratching a little mutt absently behind the ears.
"What the hell am I doing?" He asked the dog. All the reaction he got was an almost sarcastic look from the little creature as if it wanted to say. "That's exactly what I was thinking.. asking a dog for advise."
"What the hell was I thinking?" He moaned to himself.
Today Kakashi had been planning to drag Naruto into his office and talk to him, well probably tease him and manipulate him into telling him who pulled the prank. He'd known it wasn't Naruto himself, the boy hadn't had any opportunity to get to his bag while they were teaching the kids and he'd gone straight home when classes were over, but he'd had a feeling it was somehow connected to the boy.
The next thing he knew though was that he was pressed up against a smaller frame that fit into his arms almost too perfectly, nibbling on skin that felt smooth even through the mask, he'd been tempted to rip it off to taste it.
"What the fucking hell was I fucking thinking!" He nearly whimpered, and Kakashi never whimpered.
He had not planned to make out with Naruto. He had not been planning on falling flat on his face, head over heels for the boy. He hadn't planned on anything with the boy when he'd recognized him one day on campus. He'd just wanted to see what kind of person the boy had become after his sorrowful past and see what kind of life he'd been leading. After that he had planned to back off. He knew he had no business doing it but he just had to know.
Well he knew what kind of life the boy had now. He had two fathers who loved him like he was their own and gave him everything he needed both emotionally and materially, he had friends who stood up for him and supported him and although some people treated him with either contempt or pity he breezed through life with a cheery attitude and optimism. Which said a lot about his character. He'd almost completely overcome his painful past and was now working diligently to give other children the same support he'd needed when he was young. The boy was strong both physically and mentally and the more Kakashi got to know him the more interested he became until he just couldn't get enough. He didn't want to back off. Didn't want to leave the boy again.
No, he hadn't planned to have much to do with the boy, and if he was going to get involved he was going to have to do it right. Not by jumping the poor boy and then trying to clear the mess afterwards, and there was a lot of things he had to take care of if he was going to start something with Naruto. He knew the boy had been through enough in his life so he didn't need Kakashi to burst into it and shake it up again. Kakashi carried a lot of his own demons from the past, ones that could only end up hurting Naruto.
He had actually been thankful for the painful reminder from his rashes when he'd pressed into the boy. It had given him enough sense to pull away. After failing miserably, by his own stupidity he admitted, to ease out of the situation he'd actually had to fight the urge to hightail it out of there. If he'd spent any more time inside that small room with Naruto he was sure he'd have lost the little thread of self restrain he'd managed to grab onto and completely ravished the boy right then and there. The little whimper from Naruto when he'd moved away had nearly sent him over the edge.
Walking to his office hadn't just been made difficult by the rashes and the cold shower he'd taken in his personal bathroom, that was connected to his office, hadn't exactly helped much.. If you didn't count the fact that it had washed out most of the orange hair dye, apparently the chemicals only washed out in cold water because he'd tried scrubbing it with hot water and soap enough times to practically rub off his scalp.
Kakashi really needed to figure out what on earth he was going to do about the boy.
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Not much happened for the rest of the week. Naruto continued to go to school with his friends in Kiba's car. He watched his club as they practiced both because he didn't have anything else to do while waiting for Kiba and the rest and because he thought that even though he couldn't participate he would at least learn something by watching. Kakashi had continued to show up for practice an hour late, still showing little hints of discomfort as he moved. He too didn't do anything physical, opting instead to instruct verbally and having Gai demonstrate if needed. He'd recovered soon though and on Wednesday he was back to regular teaching. Naruto started practicing again the following day when his tattoo had healed enough to allow strenuous activity, although he'd only participated in warm up and some fighting stances and moves but not actual battle just to be on the safe side.
Naruto hadn't seen Kakashi much all week except for practice and then they didn't interact much besides what was required for the class, although Kakashi did tease him a little and chat with him when he was passing by where the boy was sitting. It made Naruto even more confused about the whole incident in the closet.
On Friday Naruto and Kiba went over to the younger boy's house after school, they had a small English assignment to finish over the weekend and had decided to get it over with right away since Naruto would have his hands full at the youth center on Saturday and neither of them felt like staying at home and studying on Sunday. Once they got there they were greeted by a cheerful Iruka on the stairs to the second floor.
"Hi Iruka."
"Hey dad." They both said as they ran passed the man. As an after thought Naruto stopped a few steps up and turned around. "You're not supposed to be climbing the stairs!" He told his father with consern.
Iruka just smiled warmly at his son's worry. "It's alright now. I went to the hospital again today. The break wasn't as serious as they first believed so they gave me a short leg cast, it's much easier to move around now." He indicated the much smaller cast on his leg with one of his crutches as he said this.
"Really? That's great, how long until it'll heal?"
"Oh it's going to take at the very least 3 more weeks I think, but now that I can move around I'll be able to work again. You and Kakashi will probably still have to substitute for me until then but if something else comes up I'll be bale to go and supervise the class, I hear there's a competition coming up in your club."
"Yeah." Naruto said thoughtfully. "I heard Kakashi mention it the other day as well but I'm not sure when it is."
"What on earth are you talking about." Kiba called from the door to Naruto's room. "The competition is in two weeks! And we have a training camp at school next weekend to prepare for it."
"What! Who told you that." Naruto asked surprised.
"Honestly man have you gone deaf? Gai sensei's been talking about it all week!" Kiba told his friend.
"Ah.. that explains it." Naruto said indifferently.
Kiba deadpanned. "You never listen to Gai sensei do you?"
"I try my best to ignore the guy yeah... Ow!"
"Naruto!" Iruka said as he put the crutch he'd just used to hit his son in the leg with back down. "You're supposed to listen to your teachers."
"Alright, alright." Naruto said as he went up the rest of the stairs, out of his father's reach. As he passed his friend he gave him a small glare and mumbled. "Can't see what the big deal is, you're the one who told me to ignore him in the first place."
Kiba followed his friend into the room and shut the door. "I said you would learn to ignore his behavior and the crap he spews, I never said you should ignore him completely. He is a teacher after all and does sometimes talk about important things." Naruto just stared at his friend, clearly not believing that statement. "Alright it's about as likely as it is for Chouji to go on a diet but it did happen and if you would have been listening to the guy you would have known.
"So what's this training camp about? We already have practice 5 days a week."
"Well they'll go over the other schools who are competing and the contestants from them, their strengths and such. They'll also spend a lot more time on one on one teaching to see where you stand, what your strength and weaknesses are, what needs to be worked on and what you could use to your advantage. But mostly it's just to make sure you don't slack off during the weekend and get in trouble before the competition, I hear they started doing it because sometimes before big competitions some contestants would seek out participants from other schools and start a fight, which will often lead to one or both of them being disqualified from the competition. There are also a few known cases of a rival school seeking out someone who shows promise to beat him up so he won't be able to compete." Kiba said as they took out their school things and got ready to start their homework.
"Huh..." Naruto said thoughtfully. "I hadn't thought of that... So we'll be stuck at school all day then?"
"Yeah, that's why they call it a training camp." Kiba said as he rolled his eyes. He fought the urge to ad a long duh! At the end of the statement simply because no one really did that these days. "We'll stay at the dojo for the whole weekend."
"Wait.. the whole weekend? So we're sleeping there too?" Naruto asked.
"Yeah." Kiba answered as he rummaged through his bag for his pencils. The brief look of concern that flashed on his friends face went unnoticed. "What? Afraid you'll be molested in your sleep by a certain pervert?"
Naruto blushed scarlet at that, remembering all too well what had happened at the start of the week. "No!"
"Don't tell me you're hoping to be molested by the pervert." Kiba said with faked shock.
Naruto hit his friend with his notebook. "Am not!" He snapped at his friend. "Now can we just start studying and get this stupid thing over with!"
"Yes sir! Wouldn't want to keep you from doing your homework anyway.. it would probably piss off Iruka and seeing as he is now able to move around I'm quite sure I wouldn't get off with just colored hair."
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That night when Kiba was gone and Naruto was getting ready to go to bed his mind kept drifting to the training camp that was coming up. It made him uneasy. The nightmares had been getting more real and more frequent all week and although he had thankfully escaped waking up screaming like he often did when he was younger, and had therefore not alerted his fathers to his condition, there was no knowing what would happen at the camp. He'd most likely have to sleep in the same room as every one else and that included Kiba. If his friend found out about the bad dreams he was sure to take the information straight to Iruka which would only make Naruto's situation worse than it was.
He didn't want to go through the whole drama from his childhood again. He didn't want any more sessions with therapists, talking about his feelings and how every single thing made him feel. Honestly all they ever did was ask "And how does that make you feeeeel." like getting annoyed at something was going to solve all his problems.
He didn't want his friends and family treating him like glass either because one wrong move might send him into a fit, they still sometimes did that and as grateful as he was for their consideration he couldn't help but hate it as well, it made him feel weak... and different.. like he wasn't normal. And quite frankly Naruto would give a whole lot in order to become something similar to normal.
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Naruto was running yet again. Down the endless corridors of the dark maze. Please. The ever shifting walls. The ever changing floors. Please let me find it. The dead ends that seemed to spring up out of no-where and the disappearing rooms. I have to find it. He searched endlessly for the stairs. For the hallway of doors. I know it's there. The walls started closing in on him. He felt like he couldn't breath. There! He found the stairs and took them two at a time. Ran down the hallway. But then he stopped. The walls came closer and closer. Suffocating him. Have to get there. He knew his salvation lay behind the ninth door but the monster resided in room number eight. He took one step closer. Bu-bump. Another step. Bu-bump. With every step he took the harder it was to breath. The heartbeat got louder. His feet went numb. He reached his hand out for the ninth door. Almost there. His fingertips almost touched the door when he heard it. The slow ominous creek of the door behind him. He knew he should run. Should throw himself through the door in front of him. And yet he turned. Slowly twisting his head around. Towards the terror of his past. He opened his mouth and..
Naruto gasped in air as he bolted up in bed. He barely managed to strangle his own scream, grabbing his mouth with his hands just to be safe. He was covered in sweat and even though he felt like he'd been running a marathon he was freezing to the core. The nightmare was coming a few times a night now but it was by far the worst in the morning. Glancing at his alarm he noticed that he'd woken up at just about the right time. It was little over an hour until Iruka's classes started.
He got out of bed and headed for the shower, taking his gym clothes with him. He knew he'd be getting sweaty again later but he wanted to get the cold sweat off of him now. He felt filthy.. not exactly like he was dirty.. but more like he was tainted somehow.
After his shower he headed down stairs and ate a small breakfast. Genma was already at the youth center at this hour of the morning and he hadn't seen Iruka since he woke up. He pretty doubted that his father had gone to the center as well since he'd never get there on foot, even with the new cast, but the guy was usually up at this hour and he was no-where to be found in the house, he supposed Raidou might have picked him up with the van. The center had a small van which they used from time to time to buy or fetch stuff that couldn't be delivered to the premises. He knew he'd arrive early if he left now but he didn't have anything else to do at home so Naruto made his way to the center after he'd finished eating.
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He'd just reached the gates when he heard the familiar sound of an engine. He looked around to see Kakashi parking his bike near the wall. The man had his back to him as he got off the bike and took his helmet off but Naruto could see him pull the bandanna down over the left side of his face. For a moment he wondered if Kakashi did indeed have a left eye that worked and he just kept it hidden because of the scar but the thought was fleeting, the bandanna had probably just been pulled up by the helmet as the man took it off, although how the man managed to drive or even get a license for the bike with only one eye was a mystery to him.
Kakashi purposely kept his back to the boy as he took his helmet off, his scar was a very distinct feature and he didn't want Naruto to see it, not yet at any rate. Kakashi was still trying to decide what the hell he was going to do about the boy. On one hand he felt like just getting on his bike and driving away somewhere where no one knew him but a much bigger part of him was telling him to stay put and face what ever this was head on. He didn't know if he'd ever have a future with the boy but at least he had the here and now and if that was all he was ever going to get he was going to milk every last drop of it before it ran out. At least then he'd have something to look back on later when the boy was gone.
When he turned around he saw the boy standing there looking at him with a slightly dazed look on his face. He looked tired but then again he was a teenager and it was a Saturday morning, he'd probably stayed up late playing video games or what ever it was the younger generation did these days. He'd started walking towards the boy when Naruto shook his head slightly and seemed to snap out of what ever it was he was thinking about.
"Did you hear that?" Naruto asked him.
Kakashi raised an eyebrow. "Hear what?"
"The whole world crashing to an end, because surely that must be happening if you show up early for anything. It's still a half an hour until the first class starts."
Kakashi just raised his eyebrow higher. "You know." He then cooed at the boy. "You look so cute when you think you're being smart."
"Yeah well it's better to at least think that your smart than actually knowing without a doubt that you're and idiot."
"Ouch." Kakashi looked offended. "Someone certainly didn't get their coffee this morning."
Naruto was going to reply when an all too familiar foam cup was dangled in front of his face.
"As cute as you are when you're grumpy like a little child then I think it would be better for my ego if you drank that." The silver haired man said with a smile. The hair dye had completely washed out after a few more cold showers and Kakashi had successfully managed to convince himself that that had been the reason for taking them in the first place.
"Well you're not cute at all." Naruto said indignantly as he took the cup, he hated being called cute.
"Of course not." Kakashi stated matter of factly. "There's nothing cute about being dead sexy."
Naruto just rolled his eyes as he started sipping the coffee, he didn't even want to know how the man knew when he wanted one every single time, he'd stopped asking because the man always just came up with some stupid answer like following a little puppy into the coffee shop or something. He was beginning to wonder if the guy carried one on him just in case when ever they met and just gave it to him if he looked tired.
"So I hear there's a training camp next weekend." Naruto commented as they walked inside the slightly run down looking building of the youth center. The house had been re-modeled a bit thanks to his godfather but the renovating had mostly been done indoors for the time being. "How's that going to work out with the classes here?" He asked as he looked up at the man beside him.
"Don't worry about it." Kakashi said. "I took it into consideration and we'll both come here next Saturday to oversee the classes. Gai will be training the other club members while we are away and I'll train with you personally once we get back so you won't miss as much. We'll be going over your opponents in the evenings after training so you won't miss any of that."
"You know if you ever bothered to just show up on time for practice we probably wouldn't have to have this camp thing." Naruto said absentmindedly as he opened the gym hall, he had his own keys for most of the rooms at the center. He still wasn't very keen on going to this whole camp thing.
Kakashi regarded the boy for some time before he answered. He'd been wondering if he should go with his customary bullshit or if he should be serious for once. Knowing how the kid hated it when he gave him a silly answer and feeling like having a serious conversation with him for once he opted for the latter of the two.
"For your information I don't exactly arrive late for the classes, even though it might seem that way." Kakashi heard the boy snort next to him. "As much as you might think martial arts are all about fighting and learning techniques and stances that's not all there is to it. Stamina and strength are important as well and that's exactly what Gai is working on with you. First of all if I showed up at the start of practice it would only distract you all away from focusing on the warm up and strength exercises because you'd be anxious to start fighting, so I would just be in the way if I came. Second of all I don't always use the time before I show up for something frivolous, I'm often just in my office taking care of some things from my classes or some of my substitute classes. And lastly." Kakashi winked at Naruto. "There is just no way I'm spending more time with Gai than is completely necessary."
"Well at least I can agree with you on that one." Naruto mumbled as he turned the lights on in the hall. He thought he sensed someone behind him but when he looked around he saw Kakashi walking in the opposite direction. He turned back to the wall and flicked the rest of the light switches. He didn't know what on earth was going on between them if anything. He'd caught the man looking at him from time to time during the week but Kakashi had mostly kept his distance and Naruto couldn't help but feel disappointed.
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Well into the second class of the day Naruto was feeling far from disappointed, he wasn't particularly thrilled either though. It was in fact taking him all he had to not throw a fit that would rival even one of Iruka's bad tempers. The man either had no idea what he was doing to him or he was doing it on purpose, and knowing how cunning the man must be there was no way it could be the former option.
It had started out slowly. Just a small lingering touch here and there as Naruto helped Kakashi demonstrate some moves. But then the guy had started to lengthen the time of the touches by slowing down the demonstration. Standing extremely close. Holding him tightly against himself in various grips. At one point the man had even had his knee between his legs, making Naruto almost sit on his thigh because of the hight difference.
The worst possible position would have to be the one Naruto was in at the moment though. Kakashi was showing the kids an arm lock technique. He'd slowly wrapped his arms around Naruto's upper arms, placing his palms on the upper part of his back near his shoulders, before pushing him so he was leaning forward. This wouldn't have been so terrible if it wasn't for the fact that Kakashi was also managing to pull Naruto closer to him while he did this, causing the younger man's ass to rest on Kakashi's hips. And Naruto was pretty certain that a move like this did not require them to to be so close to each other, quite the opposite actually since the move was designed to restrain people while still keeping them at some distance.
Thankfully Naruto was saved the humiliation of righting himself up again in front of the class by the lunch bell going off. He did not catch the smug look on Kakashi's face as he retreated out of there and headed for the nearest bathroom to cool down simply because he made sure to ignore the man completely as he left.
Kakashi just watched him leave before he made his way to the cafeteria grinning. Just because he didn't know what to do with the boy didn't mean he couldn't tease him a little.
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