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Firsts
By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! I make no money off of this!
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REMINDER:This story takes place in Darkprism's Monoshizukanohi Universe. Though the appearances of Monoshizukanohi locations in this series of stories is minor, it does exist and that world belongs to her. She graciously allows me to play.

Secondly, this story is relatively tame, but the boys ARE, technically, underage . So, technically, I need to add the "minor" warning.

Real warnings for this chapter:Language, HJ, Frot.

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"Come on, Tetsu, we don't want to miss the bus!" Izumo called from the front door.

"I'll be right there!" Kotetsu called back. He pulled open the bottom drawer of the file cabinet, pawing through folders quickly. He should have guessed it would be in the very back of the drawer, but he shook the self-annoyance away and pulled the folder out. He paged through the contents hurriedly, found what he wanted finally and shoved everything else back. He stuffed the papers into his backpack and caught up to Izumo.

"What was that all about?" Izumo asked as they ran toward the street, making it to the stop as the bus pulled up.

"Nothing, just something I needed to grab." He said cryptically as they took their seats.

Their morning hadn't been nearly as awkward as either of them had expected. The alarm went off as loud and annoying as it ever did for a Monday and as always, Zumo rolled out of bed to slap it into submission. They took their turns showering and dressing as they always had, mostly in silence as neither of them were morning people.

So by the time they would normally have started talking anyway, they'd both managed to shove their fears and worries aside. They had sex and both of them recognized that, had they not met and gotten involved with Hayate and Kenji, they might well have done it long before then.

Even so, their ride into school was in relative silence, though that was as much in deference to the Monday morning misery as anything. When they got to the school, they said their good-byes and "see you laters" and went their separate ways, Tetsu to The Bitch and Zumo to his less annoying math class.

The morning dragged for Tetsu. He had lunch plans and it felt like the clock in each of his classrooms was mocking him, going slower than time really possibly could. So by the time the bell rang for his lunch, he was more short-tempered than usual.

Even so, he hurried to the cafeteria so he could be there first and stood off to the side, waiting. He knew it would take Zumo longer to get there - he was on the other side of the building. So he had a window of a good few minutes to get done what he wanted to.

Finally, the one he was waiting for showed up. He was, of course, not alone, but Tetsu had expected that. Kotetsu waited until he'd gone through the line and taken his seat.

Tetsu forced himself to look the other boy over critically and was gratified to see that he didn't, at least, look happy. He did, in fact, look tired and out of sorts, which was promising. He approached the table, pulled a chair out, turned it around and straddled it before Hayate had a chance to react.

"Don't say a word," Kotetsu started. "Because I know what you're going to say. I have some things to tell you, things that only one other person our age and a handful of adults know. You can sit there and listen, or I can guarantee you're in detention with me this afternoon." Kotetsu finished with a scowl on his face and the light of battle in his eye. He almost wanted Hayate to argue, wanted him to start something because it would make Kotetsu feel a lot better if he could plant a fist in that pretty face that Izumo loved so much.

Hayate considered him a moment, glancing to the side at Kenji, but Kenji's gaze was locked on Kotetsu. Tetsu glanced at his former boyfriend. "You and I have our own discussion to have. You can stay and save me some breath or you can leave, but we're not done, either."

All three boys sat in silence for a few seconds then Hayate gave a short, single nod.

Kotetsu pulled the papers out of his bag the he'd grabbed that morning and slapped them onto the table. "Four years ago, I was arrested for murder," he started and felt a little bit of glee at the widening of Hayate's eyes. Kenji simply blinked once slowly at him in obvious shock.

"Now that I have your attention," he said, "Let me explain. I was twelve. My bitch of a biological mother thought it was time I earned my keep. She was a whore. I'll let you connect those dots." He waited a brief moment and wasn't disappointed when the light of understanding hit the other two.

"I didn't agree," he continued in a voice low enough that both of the other boys had to lean forward to hear him. "I didn't feel I should have to earn my keep that way and I fought it. And him. And I killed him. Four years later, I still have nightmares."

The word 'nightmares' hung in the air over the table almost as if it were a tangible thing dangling on string from the ceiling. Kotetsu's eyes swung from Kenji to Hayate and back again. He nudged the papers across the table. "That is the summary of the investigation, along with the psychological evaluation they put me through." He took a breath, his chest tight from the memories that were horribly close to the surface as they always were when he forced himself to think about it. "The only thing that keeps me from the nightmares is Izumo."

He waited again, letting the words settle. "We. Did. Not. Have. Sex. That. Night. When he's there, I don't dream, I don't have nightmares, I don't wake up screaming. When he's not, I do." He prayed that they didn't get upset yet about the minor point of clarification he put in there about when they didn't have sex. That would be dealt with shortly.

He took another breath. "Someday, the years of counseling will get through. Someday, I won't be so fucking dependent on my best friend." He paused to gather his control and spotted Izumo on the other side of the cafeteria watching them. He raised a hand and gave a come here gesture. "But right now, I do. He sleeps next to me. Sleeps. And yesterday and last night, I held him while he cried because you-," he jabbed a finger at Hayate, "You told him you loved him, then stepped on his pleas for you to listen and walked away as if it was bullshit. Was it? Did you lie?"

Hayate swallowed hard and his eyes dropped to the table, leaving the question unanswered.

Izumo approached them, the tension around the table so thick it could be cut with a knife. "Tetsu? H�Hayate?" Izumo started.

Hayate turned around and the pain on Izumo's face could have been seen by a blind man. "Z�Izumo� I�" he swallowed hard around the lump in his throat. He glanced at a shame-faced Kenji, whose eyes were glued to Kotetsu, then to Tetsu who was staring at Kenji, pain in the dark slanted eyes then he shifted his eyes to Izumo who was still staring at him.

Zumo's eyes were too bright, holding back an incredibly tangled knot of emotion that Hayate could only barely begin to understand. Yate stood up and took the half step toward Izumo. "I�" he started again, trying to find words to adequately convey just how� rotten he felt. "There� I� fuck," he said in frustration, his eyes closing. "I'm a bastard," he settled on, then opened his eyes again.

"Did you lie? Was that bullshit, Yate?" Izumo asked, and Hayate didn't miss the tremble in the bottom lip that was quickly firmed.

Hayate shook his head, his body answering before his brain could form the words. His mind caught up then, and he took one more breath, swallowed again. "No, Zumo, I didn't lie. It was true and maybe that's why it hurt, but I was wrong to not even listen, to not even give you a chance to answer the accusation."

Izumo nodded then took a deep breath. "There's else something you need to know."

Hayate blinked a moment then glanced over at Kotetsu who was now sitting next to Kenji. They were talking and� holding hands. He turned back to Izumo. "You did, didn't you? A� after?"

Izumo nodded. "You'd dumped me. You hurt me. I was angry because, well, I hadn't. I'd done everything right with that and I was still hanged for it without a goddamned trial. I was hurt and I was angry and the person that I comfort was having to soothe me. Tell me that you wouldn't have done the same." He paused to get himself under control again and waited. Hayate didn't speak and that was answer enough. "Regardless of that, it doesn't change how I feel. It doesn't change the fact that�" he stopped again to swallow his lump. "The fact that you're the one I� I love." He closed his eyes and fought against the tear that wanted to escape, but the fight was in vain and it got away, anyway.

He felt a hand on his face and the tear was brushed away. "I'm sorry, Zumo. I don't� I don't deserve it, but� please� forgive me."

Izumo let a shuddering breath out and the tears, despite his attempts fell faster. "Will you also forgive me? I should have told you, I should have said something. You should not have found out that way. I�" He was interrupted with a finger on his lip.

"Shh. Let's� start over a little, okay?" He asked and Izumo met those dark eyes and nodded. Hayate leaned in and closed the distance, placing a very short, chaste kiss on Izumo's lip. "I'd do a lot more. I want you in my arms right now, but this isn't the place. Can we� be together after school?"

Izumo look into his boyfriend's eyes and nodded. He didn't know just what Hayate meant, exactly, but the fact that they'd be in the same place at the same time was enough for the moment. He opened his mouth to say something when they were interrupted.

"Oh look, the fags are having a lover's spat!" The annoying ass from the week before was back. Izumo spun on his heel, pulled his fist back and swung forward in the space of a few seconds.

But he was, quite literally, beaten to the punch. All four of them were standing around the guy who was now sprawled on the floor. He knew his fist hadn't made contact, but all four of them had theirs out. The cafeteria monitor rushed over and, unfortunately for all of them, it was Mrs. Suki. "Which one of you did it?" She demanded of them.

"Did you hear what he said?" Kotetsu asked, eyebrows up.

"It doesn't matter, nothing deserves violence!" She shouted, her fists clenched at her sides.

Four sets of eyebrows went up then four voices said, at the same time, "I did it."

She blinked at them. "I know that's not the case. Which one of you? Tell me now or you're all getting detention tonight."

They looked at each other, then back at her and, yet again at the same time, they all said, "I did."

They watched in fascination as The Bitch's face turned a nice shade of purple. "Office. All of you. Now."

All four of them glanced at each other and shrugged. Kotetsu scooped the papers up from the table and they turned toward the door. Izumo glanced over his shoulder to see the ass still sprawled on the floor. He turned back and as he started walking, he felt a hand take his. He glanced up at Hayate and smiled, closing his hand around the other one.

The back row of the detention hall was made up of four completely unrepentant people. Kenji, Kotetsu, Izumo and Hayate worked quietly on their homework as The Bitch sat at the desk in the front of the room attempting to glare daggers at them. As the clock ticked the end of their punishment, she actually let out a low growl before ungraciously saying, "dismissed."

The four boys headed to the parking lot where Kotetsu and Izumo paused. The afternoon had gone by fairly swiftly after their sentence had been passed down by the principal. He'd been disappointed by the display of violence, but confided that his own partner would probably have cheered them on. After they recovered from the shock, they heard him say that he had to pass discipline down because he couldn't condone violence, but that a couple of days of detention should satisfy everyone.

But now that it was all over and there was no longer a desk or classroom or other students between them, the worry and awkwardness leaked back in. Hayate glanced at the two of them, then pulled Izumo into his arms, pushed him up against the jeep and captured his lips in a kiss that left no more room for doubts.

They ignored Kenji and Kotetsu, too preoccupied with each other. He pulled back and pushed the bangs out of Zumo's face. "I love you, Izumo. I know we're just kids to a lot of people, but I don't give a shit what they think. I know that we're not typical teenagers and I know what I feel. We've both fucked up, me much more than you, but� I think we can get past it."

Izumo nodded, swallowing around the lump. His hands flexed in his boyfriend's unkempt hair. "I'm so sorry for my part; I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't� I just� didn't� think." He shook his head as if to banish the block on his words. "I� love you, too."

With those words, Hayate dove back in for another kiss and they got thoroughly lost in it. Their tongues danced and they forgot the parking lot, forgot the other couple, forgot everything but each other. When they broke apart again, they glanced to the side to see Kotetsu and Kenji in a similar tangle.

"I should have given you a chance to explain." Kenji said, frowning. He looked down into the slanted eyes. "I'm not Hayate, we're not them, and I don't know that I� love� at all�" he paused. "Yet. But I know that I was an ass, and I'd like to�" he squeezed Kotetsu's hand. "I'd like to� not start over, exactly, but� try again, maybe?"

Kotetsu returned the squeeze. "I don't love you, either. My pride was hurt as much as anything, but I like what we had before this. I'd like to try to get back to that, at least." Kotetsu shoved aside the niggling thought that he may never love anyone. He knew, in the deepest parts of himself that was his mother talking.

Kenji nodded. "I'd like that, too." His lips spread into a smile. "And maybe� a bit more?" He raised an eyebrow.

"You look totally like Spock when you do that," Kotetsu said with a chuckle and Kenji laughed. "Yeah, maybe a bit more." Tetsu agreed and they kissed again.

The four of them managed to drag themselves into the Jeep and made their way to Izumo and Kotetsu's house. They didn't bother with the pretense of homework that afternoon. They'd get to that later, they had other things to make up for instead.

Kenji and Kotetsu took up space on the couch and Hayate took the armchair, pulling Izumo onto his lap. In relative privacy, hands roamed, lips nibbled and they lost themselves in each other again. Izumo rubbed his palm along the growing arousal he felt in his boyfriend's pants, his own cock making life more and more uncomfortable.

"Tell me about it," Hayate whispered, dropping light kisses and nibbles on Izumo's jaw and neck. "Your first experience. Did you top or bottom?"

Izumo pulled back and considered the other boy for a minute, but there was no malice or jealousy in his eyes, only curiosity, so he settled back in. "I topped Tetsu. It was� well, as I'm sure you're aware, there's nothing to compare it to." He paused, a shiver running through him at the memory. "God, it felt so good." He felt the erection harden under his ass at the words. He thought about how much Hayate had liked the talking he'd done in the Jeep Friday night and decided to be just a little evil. He twisted so his mouth was next to Hayate's ear. "I fucked him so hard he broke the bed when he came," Izumo whispered, drawing out the "f" word.

Hayate groaned and glanced over at the couch. The other two had stretched out and Kenji was lying on top of Tetsu, currently cradled between Kotetsu's legs. Kenji was rocking into Tetsu, their mouths busy with each other. Kotetsu's hands were on Kenji's ass. One of Kenji's was tangled in Tetsu's spikes and pulling, and the other couldn't be seen.

He turned back to Izumo. "Tell me more," he whispered.

Izumo shifted so that he was straddling Hayate and leaned in to Hayate's ear again. "My cock was so fucking hard. I filled his ass, fucked him until he nearly screamed." He rocked against the thick arousal under him and nipped at the ear next to his lips. "I bit him, too," he said, demonstrating on Hayate's neck, earning another moan. "Pounded into him with this�" he rocked again, "Cock, then I came so fucking hard," Izumo continued. "Filling his ass with my hot�" he licked Hayate's ear again, "Cum�," and bit the lobe.

Hayate bucked up into him, the groan loud in his ear. "Fuck, Zumo, you're good at that." He moaned again. "More," he demanded.

"More?" Izumo asked and Yate nodded. "Should I tell you just how fucking hard I am now? How I wonder what it's like to fill your ass with my cock, Yate? Would you like to know how hard I'd fuck you? How my cock feels inside you? Pounding into you?" When this was only answered with nearly brutal rocking and downright whimpers, he went a little further. "Would you let me do that? Fuck you hard?" Another drawn out 'f' word. "Make you come so much you can't see?"

More groans came from Hayate's throat, he bit at Izumo's neck and his hands gripped Zumo's hips moving his lover against him, cocks rubbing, both of them moaning quietly. "Want you, fuck, want you now, Zumo� I'm so fucking hard."

Izumo glanced at the clock. Their mom wouldn't be home for at least a few hours yet. "We're alone for a while yet, but there's only one place here we could go." The bed that he and Tetsu had had sex in the night before. And for reasons he didn't want to examine too closely, he didn't want to do that with Hayate there.

"You know, we could just� throw a blanket or two on the floor�," Hayate suggested.

Izumo moaned at the images that flashed through his brain and dropped his head onto Hayate's shoulder. He took a deep breath, adjusted himself enough so that standing wasn't painful and got to his feet. He stepped back and held out a hand.

Kotetsu and Kenji glanced over at them as they stood. "We're� going to the bedroom," Izumo said. Kotetsu looked at him for a long moment and Izumo cleared his throat. "Floor," was all he said and Tetsu gave a very short not-quite-nod of confirmation.

When they'd left, Kenji turned back to Kotetsu. "What was that about?"

"They're going in to have sex." Kotetsu answered, "And they're avoiding the bottom bunk."

"Ah," Kenji nodded. "I� can understand. So, is your mom going to be away for a while yet?"

Kotetsu nodded. "A few hours, at least." He squeezed the ass under his hands. "So� what about that 'little more'?"

Kenji grinned. "Yes, about that 'little more'," he said and dove in for another kiss.
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Firsts	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1305 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! I make no money off of this!

Firsts