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Playing Doctor	By : hatochan Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1584 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Author's Notes

- Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed :)! Ya'll are the reason I keep on trucking!

- Thank you to Fuyu!

- Also check out Fuyu no Akegata's ' Between the Journey and the Rest' and ' Me In Honey' and all her other fics on here and her LJ. Excellent reads!

- Also check out Jam and Jelly's stuff on ffnet and her lj!

- Thanks to everyone who reads this mess XD!!!

Story Notes

- Fuyu is writing a back story to this, but this occurs sometime between my ' Odd Admiration' and her ' Between the Journey and the Rest'... at least I think it does, lol. Though, honestly, this part of it can be read purely as a PWP, giggles.

Warnings: HARD YAOI !!!, coarse language, biseinen-ai, etc.

Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

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Playing Doctor

Part One

The silver haired shinobi sat on the corner of the exam bed, legs dangling off the side like a young child, muttering sullenly much like a child as well. " Don't see why I have to come in for something so small." Kakashi turned his partially healed wrist in his other hand, testing its returning strength and flex. The tiniest twinge occurred when he bent his hand back towards his arm, but other than that... " I am perfectly fine and there is no reason for me to be-"
" Kakashi-san, are you talking to yourself?"
Gray immediately zoned in on the opening door, the lightly colored wood panel sliding silently in its track and exposing a white clad brunette. " Iruka?"
" Actually, I was outside, so you weren't speaking to me, I'm afraid." The chuunin smiled teasingly, his rounding cheeks lifting the wire frame glasses resting across his horizontal scar. Iruka wore a short sleeve, high neck medic's tunic, his muscular arms showing an even darker bronze against the bleached material. The matching white trousers hung very nicely over his legs and ended at the leg bindings spiraling toward his zori. A shiny stethoscope swung from his neck, catching the overhead light. A clipboard separated the two shinobi. " I see you were intelligent enough to come in to have that wrist checked out." Iruka moved closer to the exam table, skirting around the stool and chair nearby, standing very close to the jounin. " I'm pleased you saw reason. " His dark eyes shone as bright as his smile.

Iruka is dressed as a medic nin... Kakashi took in the sight once more. He realized he could be stubborn when it came to visiting the hospital; the harsh white lighting and sickly antiseptic scents and the low groans of the injured and dying. The jounin had no pleasant memories associated with the place. But it's a little extreme for Iruka to dress up as a medic nin to look at my wrist. Unless...

The clipboard was set to the side, clapping softly against the counter top. Golden hands gently circled Kakashi's injured appendage, fingers curling around his hand and wrist, a faint glow of energy surrounding them. The jounin felt his lover's chakra seeping into his body, entwining with his own life energy and repairing the last bit of damage. Kakashi allowed the warmth of Iruka's healing and the quiet of the small room to settle peacefully on his soul, only a tiny tremor of anticipation bubbling in his gut.

He's going to reward me with some role play! A little temperature taking, a little "Turn your head and cough" and then we can go home and fuck like bunnies!

" You've actually taken care of it, Kakashi-san. I'm impressed." Iruka's soft voice broke through the jounin's delightful ruminations. " This healing jutsu will finish mending the most serious of the breaks, bring the swelling down in the tissues and so forth, but you will need to continue taking it easy on this joint. " The chuunin's words grew harder, his tone unforgiving of any protests on the silver haired man's part. " Keep it wrapped when you go on missions and don't depend on it during taijutsu for at least another week. " The chakra flow slowly tapered off until the glow disappeared entirely, Kakashi missing the warmth, but content with his lover's touch. Iruka continued to hold the hand in both of his, fingers smoothing over the delicate bones, tracing the fine blue veins on the underside of the ivory skin. " Since you're here, you might as well receive your annual physical, Kakashi-san."
" I guess so, Iruka-san." A smirk began to curl one side of the masked mouth, the visible gray eye sparkling. Kakashi could feel his body heat rising as the other man leaned even closer. He responded by leaning in as well, only to be brought up short when his hand was dropped back to his side.
The chuunin turned his back on Kakashi and began to rummage through the cabinets. " Please undress, Kakashi-san."

YAY! The jounin nearly fell off the table in his haste to rid himself of the cloth barriers. Mask, vest, shoes, shirt, utilities. The items quickly hit the floor with varying thuds and clinks as Kakashi stripped as quickly as possible. He knew better than to remove his hitai-ate; Iruka greatly disliked unnecessary use of the Sharingan. Once he was down to his skivvies, Kakashi slouched, hips canted sharply to one side and package thrust forward, but in an entirely casual manner.
A sputter of laughter filled the room when Iruka turned back around. " Where did you get those and why would you wear them today, of all days?"
Kakashi looked down at the ladies' thong adorning his pelvic area, the swatch of material that made up the front was a pristine white littered with violets and light green leaves. A lavender bow graced the center of the waistband, just under a few silver curls and just above a prominent bulge. Strong shoulders gave a minimal shrug. " Been saving them for a special night, but I got down to the bottom of the undies drawer and this was all that was left. " No need to tell him about the matching petticoats and babydoll dress that are stashed in the bottom of my footlocker. That would totally ruin the surprise I have planned for our anniversary next month. Kakashi smiled back up at his lover, turning slightly to show off his muscular curvature exposed on either side of the skinny floss. " And you remember what happened last time I went without underwear."
" Unfortunately I do. " Iruka sighed, but smiled back, a broad hand gesturing towards the wildly feminine undergarment. " They're lovely, really. " He moved behind the jounin to pull a soft cotton sheet over the exam table, covering the tactilely uncomfortable material used to upholster the piece of hospital equipment. A pillow was placed near the head and Iruka patted the foot of the bed. " Hop up here, Kakashi-san. "
Kakashi reached out with his recently injured hand and quickly switched when he caught Iruka's stern glare. With his other hand braced on the table, he bounced up and landed with a light thud on his rear end, instantly thankful for the cloth sheet replacing the usual sheet of paper and plastic covering. Hmmm, much more comfortable. Wish real medical personnel would follow suit. " So, Iruka-san. What do you have in store for me today?"
" Just a boring ol' physical exam. The kind you avoid every year." The dark hair glistened in the bright light, hints of auburn and cocoa appearing in the nearly black locks tied into a low tail at his nape. Iruka shook his front locks from his eyes, falling loose around his face, making him appear younger in years despite the addition of the glasses that looked oh so perfect on him. He held two pills in one hand and a glass of water in the other. " First, I'd like you to take these supplements. Your exam papers from last week noted that you were anemic... again. You should pay more attention to that, Kakashi-san."
The jounin played along, his expression duly penitent as he reached for the pills and glass. " Of course, Iruka-san."
Instead of handing the medicine over, Iruka popped the two pills into his own mouth and drew in several sips of water. Kakashi remained confused until his lover closed the distance between them and pressed their lips together. Slowly the water seeped into the silver headed man's mouth, the trickle abruptly becoming a stream and then a wave as Iruka fully opened his mouth and pushed the remaining water and capsules onto the jounin's tongue. The urge to breathe was great, but it was quickly subdued by his need to continue the heated medicinal kiss. The mineral tainted water was swallowed, the half dissolved pills swept down his throat as Iruka slowly thrust his tongue into the jounin's warm cavern. Kakashi almost moaned when the other man gently pulled away. " Big tease."
He opened a hazy eye to see Iruka flashing another brilliant smile. " You're one to talk, waltzing around in those panties." Wiping away a stray drop of water from his lower lip, the chuunin stood back a comfortable half arm's length. " Just relax. I promise my hands aren't cold."
Kakashi's breath hitched slightly as the tan fingers touched just behind his ears, barely pressing against his skin, then massaging lightly. His breathing returned to normal as Iruka progressed down his body. Neck, shoulders, arms, hands. Chest, back, belly, sides. Thighs, knees, calves, feet. Iruka paid special attention to the scars along the back of the jounin's neck and spotted along his left shoulder. Kakashi knew the infected wounds had fully healed almost a week ago, leaving nothing but dark knots of rough flesh and some humorous memories, and some less than humorous, memories. And of course he still feels guilty about it. I thought I had cornered the market on undeserved guilt.

The warm caresses continued for what seemed like an eternity to Kakashi, though he knew only a short time had passed since his 'doctor' had begun. Iruka was as efficient as any professional healer, touching upon pressure points, lingering over joints, maximizing the firm strokes over larger muscles. And yet every movement was laden with emotion, with a tenderness that would have made Kakashi's heart ache if he wasn't in such a state of physical calm. Silver lashes slowly fell to create a half lidded gaze.
" Falling asleep on me?"
" Never. Just very relaxed, like you told me." The happily murmured reply was all the jounin could get out as his lover pushed into the arch of his left foot, firmly massaging the overused muscles. It was pure bliss for Kakashi, but before he knew what was happening his foot lost the warm touch and something metal and cold was being pressed against his toned abdominals, causing him to yelp in a fashion befitting his choice of panties. " Cold!"
There was a deep throated chuckle and Iruka placed his hand over the stethoscope, helping to warm the little disc. He pushed the instrument firmly against Kakashi's pale skin, just below his breastbone, his focus obviously attuned to the curved plugs imbedded in his ears. " Take a deep breath and hold it, please."
" Is this where I turn my head and cough?" Kakashi asked hopefully, a small pout pulling at his lips when he received a stern 'shhh' in reply. The jounin inhaled, his chest swelling and moving against Iruka's hand. He held it for a few seconds and released it just as slowly, taking a moment to enjoy the slight lightheadedness that followed. He repeated twice more as ordered, resisting the bubbling laughter that wanted to escape his mouth at the almost ticklish touches. " Do you really know how to use one of those things?"
" They're not hard to use; just point and listen. " Iruka carefully dragged the metal circle up the pale chest, circling a nipple before ending the journey directly over Kakashi's heartbeat. His palm covered the end piece and gently caressed the older man's skin. " It's how you interpret what you hear."
" A-and what do you hear? " The jounin stuttered as Iruka managed to lean even closer, only a thin sliver of air separating the brunette's lips from his pale cheek. Kakashi still didn't quite understand how the chuunin was able to render him a mumbling idiot with barely a touch. And he thinks I have the 'magic hands' ? Ibiki should learn this whole seduction with doe eyes technique, not a shinobi in the world who could resist it.

Iruka's hot breath flowed over his face, a tinge of mint to the moist air. " Your heart, Kakashi-san." His fingers curled ever so slightly over the jounin's chest, almost as though he were trying to cup the precious organ pumping furiously within. " And I don't think you have anything to worry about there. " The chuunin's lips pressed flush against the older man's smooth cheek.
A shiver raced through Kakashi's entire body, his skin breaking out in goose bumps, his breath shuddering from his mouth. The thong stretched further away from his groin, damp spots appearing on the daintily patterned fabric.
Several moments passed before Iruka backed away again, the stethoscope swinging back to hit his own chest with a muffled thump, leaving his lover a twitching pile of nerves. Kakashi leaned in the other man's direction as he left, following the warm lips and body heat. Want more kissies... He stopped just short of falling off the high table. The jounin regained his balance and watched the brunette with great interest as he pulled a long glass thermometer from a folded towel on the countertop.
Iruka's smile remained constant, the glass rod held up to show the patient its rounded bulb tip, his now latex gloved fingers coating the entire instrument with surgical lubricant. There was an evil hint of light in the chuunin's dark eyes. " Time to take your temperature, Kakashi-san."
The gray eye widened at the brunette's approach, the thermometer glistening with clear fluid and catching the light along its impressive length. Kakashi swallowed audibly. " Uhm, am I to assume that you don't mean for me to take it orally?"
" Very astute. Now, if you could remove those pretty knickers of yours..."
" Yes, sir."
The older man slid off the bed and turned his back to Iruka. Kakashi bent over, hooking his thumbs into the frail waistband, slowly pulling the tiny piece of lingerie down his long legs. The sensation of the back string being plied out of his crack and knowing that Iruka was watching him made Kakashi feel exceptionally sluttish and outrageously turned on. When the scrap fell to the floor he stepped out of it, bending over the exam table this time, legs spread slightly. Kakashi leered over his shoulder. " I'm ready, Iruka-san." Anal play! Anal play! Anal play! He was eternally grateful for the enema he had given himself just before leaving their flat for the appointment; Iruka had promised him a treat if he went to the hospital and Kakashi had intended on claiming it as soon as he left the medical nin's care. This is even kinkier than what I thought he had planned!

" I'm sorry, Kakashi-san," A warm hand was felt on the jounin's bared rear, smoothing one well muscled cheek. " but I'm not taking your temp anally, either. I need you to sit on the table, please."
Confused, Kakashi did as he was told, bouncing back onto the cool sheet, feet dangling above the floor. He watched with great curiosity as the brunette nudged the silver haired man's knees further apart, wedging himself in between. The movement was greatly appreciated by the injured party, Iruka's pants legs brushing against his inner thighs. " You're not going to stick that in my arm pit, are you? It's the least romantic way to take a person's temperature, in my opinion. " Kakashi eyed the thick coating of lube. " And unpleasantly sticky, too."
" No, not under your arm." Iruka chuckled, but made no further move towards his lover.
" My ears?"
" No."
" My nose?"
" Now you're just being dense."
Kakashi pulled a serious frown, the gears in his mind working at triple speed to puzzle out the insertion location. Can't be that many places to shove a thermometer, especially to get an actual temp. Damnit, he's just toying with me! Chewing on his lower lip ( a habit Iruka had been trying for some time to break him of), Kakashi gave his lover an annoyed one eyed glare.
The chuunin's smile simply grew broader. " You only have one other hole in that nicely toned body of yours, Kakashi-san."
" Oh... ohhhhhhh."
Iruka's gloved hand carefully wrapped around the quickly swelling member at the older man's groin, latex fingers curling and directing the head upright. A few thin drops of liquid appeared at the slit. " Very nice." The chuunin spoke quietly as he placed the bulb of glass onto the rounded tip of heated flesh. " Just hold still, please."
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