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By : djserani
Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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"SHIZUNE!" Tsunade bellowed as she pulled the door closed behind her. She heard frantic voices on the other side and smirked, throwing a quick locking jutsu over her shoulder.

Shizune came running down the hall, Ton-ton in her arms. "Lady Tsunade? What's wrong?" She asked as she looked around frantically for the emergency then came to a screeching halt in front of the Hokage. "Lady Tsunade?"

"Nothing's wrong. Except that you win another bet. Why do you bet against me?" Tsunade grouched.

"Because I win," Shizune answered. "Which bet did I win this time?"

Tsunade crossed her arms over her ample chest. "Izumo and Kotetsu."

Shizune's lips twitched. "How do you know this?"

Tsunade pointed over her shoulder with her thumb. There were muffled shouts and pounding fists heard through the door. "They're in there right now. I walked in on them holding hands and making eyes at each other.

Shizune grinned. "That's dinner tonight. And an extra half hour of paperwork."

Tsunade sighed. "I know, I know. But first, you have to help me. See, I'm not one hundred percent convinced that they're clear on their feelings for each other yet."

"I could have told you that," Shizune retorted. "But I've seen them look at each other when they thought the other wasn't looking." She grinned. "So, what are we going to do?"

"Think we can live without them for the afternoon?"

Shizune pondered that a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, we can get by. Why?"

"Okay. Here's what we're going to do." Tsunade said, her devilish streak showing in the grin that spread across her face.

* * *

"I don't think they're going to answer." Izumo said, standing back.

"HEY! LET US OUT! YOU LOCKED THE DOOR!" Kotetsu shouted.

"Ko�" Izumo said, losing patience, but Kotetsu wasn't listening. He was too busy pounding and shouting and Izumo finally reached up, grabbed a few spikes and pulled, hard. "KO!"

"WHAT?!" Kotetsu turned to Izumo, hand going up to rub at his scalp.

Izumo just stood there a moment with his visible eyebrow raised and waited. "Oh, sorry. What?"

"They're not coming back yet. They've locked us in."

"Well, we can get out of this. We'll have to pay for the door, but�" Ko shrugged and started to pull the scroll out that stored his conch mace.

"Wait!" Izumo said when he heard a sound outside. He held a hand up and turned his ear toward the door.

"What? Izu�"

"SHH!" Izumo said, throwing a hand over Kotetsu's mouth then pressed his ear to the door again. His eyes widened and he threw a hand up over his own mouth to keep from making a sound. Thankfully, Kotetsu continued to just look puzzled� and was far enough away from the door to be able hear anything.

He moved his hand away from Ko's mouth and held up one finger. He couldn't hear everything, but he caught a few snippets. Not� percent� clear on� feelings� each other, and look at each other�other wasn't looking and finally without them� afternoon? His eyes widened even more when he heard Tsunade say we're going to do.

He stared at his friend, suddenly terrified. Kotetsu had no idea how he felt. He'd been very careful to keep it hidden. Ko had gone on and on about how good their friendship was and how important it was that they always stay good friends and how he didn't want to do anything to mess it up and so on. And when Izumo had finally realized that what he felt was love he'd been terrified of saying something to his friend and have him say he just wanted to be friends and that it would mess things up if they did something different.

So he'd kept his mouth shut. And he wasn't about to let it out now.

He spun around and started pounding on the door, shouting again to let them out. He stopped when he realized Kotetsu wasn't pounding, too. Ko stood back, arms crossed over his chest, one eyebrow up. "Izu?"

"I� thought we wanted out of here." Izumo said, nervously.

"What did you hear?" Kotetsu asked.

"Um. Nothing." Izumo said, too quickly. "Just thought�I heard them walking away."

"Walking away." Kotetsu said, obviously not believing him.

"Yeah." Izumo nodded.

"Then how can I still hear them out there now?"

"You can hear them?" Izumo asked.

Kotetsu nodded. "But� you're all the way over there," Izumo said, pointing unnecessarily.

Kotetsu smirked. "I've always had better hearing than you, goof ball, remember?"

"Oh. Yeah." Izumo said, lamely, then another thought occurred to him. How much had his friend heard over the years? They'd been sharing an apartment since they made chuunin. They had separate bedrooms, of course, but the walls weren't exactly thick. He'd tried to keep any noise he made quiet - and unfortunately, there'd been plenty of it, liberally laced with his friend's name and certain "f" words - but what if� His eyes widened and he valiantly fought the blush that wanted to take over.

Kotetsu gave him a puzzled look, though, and he shook himself mentally. "What?" Ko asked and he shrugged.

"Nothing, just� trying to figure out how we're getting out of here." Izumo answered.

"Right," Kotetsu said, staring at him for another moment with that look on his face again. Then he finally pulled the scroll out that stored his mace. He opened it up, the mace landed in his hand and Izumo backed up to the desk in the middle of the room to wait. Kotetsu swing the mace with all of his strength and�

It bounced back without touching the door. "What the hell?" Kotetsu shouted in surprise.

"Jutsu." Izumo muttered. "Sealing jutsu."

"What?" Kotetsu asked, looking over his shoulder at his friend.

"Sealing justu. It's not just locked at the knob or whatever. She put a jutsu on it so we couldn't break it open, either."

"Why would she do that?" Kotetsu asked, an irritated scowl crossing his face.

"Um� I have no idea," Izumo said, swallowing his nervousness. He glanced at Ko again, then back at the door, trying to think quickly. "Maybe� she thinks we can solve he code."

Kotetsu simply blinked at him. "And she locked us in here because of it?"

"Right. You know, work under pressure or something." Izumo said, nodding and knowing it sounded ridiculous.

"Under pressure. Right." Ko stared at him, then shook his head, his spikes bouncing and Izumo was reminded of his dream the night before� of those spikes bouncing for a whole other reason. He shook his head to clear it as Ko walked over to the desk and stared again at the numbers on the paper. Izumo watched him, knowing his friend didn't really believe it had anything to do with the code and wondering what he was thinking.

He sighed and went back to considering the door but he already knew there was no way to open it. He turned to look over the rest of the room. There were no windows and though the ceiling was made up of open tiles, he had a feeling they'd be sealed, too. He frowned, lost in thought. Then he saw the paper slide under the door.

He glanced over his shoulder at Kotetsu, who was still standing by the desk staring at the code. He turned back around, blocking the view of the paper with his body and opened it up.

Kotetsu and Izumo,

It's about time you two admit your feelings for each other! But I think you might need a little help getting things moving further. I've sealed the room, you can't get out; the door can't be unlocked or broken. The only thing that can get out is another piece of paper through the slit at the bottom of the door. And before you try it, a paper bomb won't work, either. You've got the rest of the afternoon. I expect you two to have worked things out by the time your shift starts tomorrow morning.

And for God's sake, if you make a� mess� clean up after yourselves.

-Tsunade

P.S. I expect to see both of your signatures on the note you pass back out. I'll know if you try to forge it, Izumo. And if you do, I'll push a Life Partner agreement under the door, instead.

Izumo gaped at the note, especially the post script, glanced over his shoulder again then looked back down at it. He knew his cheeks were bright red over the last line before her signature. Like that was likely to happen. But� he had more pressing problems.

She knew. Oh shit. And it was even worse that she knew he was the one with the feelings. Had he been that transparent? He didn't think he had with Kotetsu, or his friend would have said something, right? But� Well, it didn't matter, now.

He swallowed hard and turned to his friend. What the hell was he supposed to do? What would she do if he didn't show the note to Kotetsu? Or� tried to forge the signature, anyway?

Images of large slugs and people flying out of her office to crash into the wall on the opposite side of the hallway danced through his mind and he winced. Obviously, that wasn't going to be an option. So, how was he supposed to do this? Could he play it off? Convince Kotetsu that she was imagining things?

He'd never been adept at lying to his friend; they'd been friends since their first day at the academy. The other man knew him as well as, and sometimes better than, he knew himself. Except, maybe, for not having figured out that he was in love. With his best friend. He gulped again and took a deep breath. "Ko?"

"Hmm?" Kotetsu asked, obviously distracted. Izumo turned around and watched his friend. He had a thoughtful look on his face as he considered the code and was, at the moment, not paying attention to Izumo. He used the moment to try to get a hold of himself. "I wonder if they considered his books?"

"What?" Izumo asked, momentarily distracted.

"His books. You know, the Icha Icha books. Maybe it has something to do with one of his books. Page numbers or particular words or something." Kotetsu frowned down at the desk.

Izumo stepped over and stared down with Kotetsu. "Page numbers? But which book?"

Kotetsu shrugged. "I don't know. I don't read them. Do you?"

Izumo rolled his eyes. "You know very well, I don't. I'm not even remotely interested in reading about the over-breasted women he writes about. I'm not interested in breasts at all, for that matter. You know that."

"Yeah," Ko said, his head coming up and giving him a shrewd look. "Maybe they ought to ask Kakashi about the code." He glanced down, then, at the paper in Izumo's hand. "What's that?"

"What's what?" Izumo asked. He started praying to every possible deity he could think of to get him out of this. He doubted they'd listen.

Kotetsu didn't bother answering that question. He crossed his arms over his chest again and shifted his weight to one foot and just� waited.

Izumo gulped again and knew his color had drained. If he didn't get a hold of himself, there was no way he could convince Ko that Tsunade was imagining things.

Not that he held out much hope that he could, anyway.

He lifted the paper and handed it to his friend. Kotetsu took it, looked Izumo over once then stared down at the paper, reading it quickly. He glanced up at Izumo again, then back at the paper, reading it once more. Izumo couldn't quite decipher the expression on his friend's face. "Um�"

That wasn't very hopeful. "She's crazy." Izumo said. "I, um, I think the pressure of being Hokage has finally gotten to her." He nodded, hoping he sounded a lot steadier than he felt.

"Crazy, yeah." Ko said. He set the paper on the desk next to the code, re-crossed his arms and considered his friend. "Why is she crazy?"

"Excuse me?" Izumo blinked at him.

"Why is she crazy?" Kotetsu repeated, patiently.

"Well, because, um she thinks we have feelings for each other. And that's crazy� right?" Izumo stuffed his hands in his pockets to keep from fidgeting. This was not going well.

"Well, we do have feelings for each other," Kotetsu said, shrugging one shoulder.

"We� do?" Izumo asked, his eyes widening.

"Of course we do. We're best friends, right?"

"Uh�" Izumo blinked again. Something wasn't quite right here. Did he miss the post script? "Of course we are. But, um, I� don't think that's what she meant." Maybe the floor would open up for him. Oh� he didn't try transporting. He wondered if maybe she'd forgotten or thought they didn't know how, since they were only chuunin. They'd both been working on learning new jutsus and that was one of the first they'd taught themselves.

"I know very well that's not what she meant." Kotetsu interrupted his train of thought.

"You know, we should try transporting," Izumo said, trying to derail the conversation.

"Transporting?" Kotetsu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, you know, out of the room." Izumo motioned toward the door with one hand.

"You really think she didn't think of that?"

"Maybe� maybe she doesn't think we're capable of it." Izumo nodded. That sounded reasonable.

"Except we did it in front of her just last week." Kotetsu pointed out.

Oh shit. "We did?" Izumo blinked, hoping he looked like he really did forget. Even though he remembered the whole thing quite well, now that Ko had mentioned it.

"Yes. We were showing off. Which, if you'll recall, she commended us for."

"Oh. Right. Well, um, okay, there has to be a way out of the room," Izumo said, turning back to look around the room.

"We could just do what the note says we should do," Kotetsu said, quietly.

Izumo turned back around and stared at his friend. "Do?"

"Yeah. We could write a note, tell her we admitted our feelings for each other and sign off on it." Kotetsu explained.

"We� could, right." Izumo nodded decisively and started around the desk to dig out paper and pen. He couldn't believe he hadn't thought of it. Just tell her what she wanted to hear. Kotetsu said nothing as he opened the drawers until he found what he was looking for. "Okay, um, how should we word it?" Izumo asked.

"Well," Kotetsu started, moving around behind Izumo. "Maybe, to start with, I should write it," Ko said in Izumo's ear. "Since you seem to be a little shaky."

Izumo gulped audibly. "Uh�" He tightened his hand on the pen and nearly snapped it. Kotetsu plucked it out of his hand, nudged him with a shoulder and Izumo gratefully stood up, moving to the side to give his friend the chair.

"Right. Now, let's see," Kotetsu said, considering the blank sheet in front of him. "Dear Tsunade," he started, writing carefully. "Izumo and I�" he paused and looked over at his friend. "Hmm. I'm not sure what to say here. Let me think," he tapped the pen against his chin. "Oh! 'Izumo and I have talked things over and you are right. It was about time we admitted our feelings to each other'."

"Ko?" Izumo said, his throat dry. He tried to swallow, but was having a very difficult time of it.

"Hmm?" Kotetsu asked, looking over at his friend.

"I'm� um� not sure if she'll believe us if we just parrot back the same thing." He congratulated himself on sounding so calm.

"Oh, I was just starting." Kotetsu nodded, "just wait." He tilted his head to consider his words some more. "Ah! 'and we realized that we�"

"KO!" Izumo shouted. He couldn't do this, he could not do this. His heart was pounding, his palms were sweaty and he was having trouble breathing. He didn't think he could write that after all and not have Kotetsu see the truth in his face. He took a deep breath.

"What, Izu?" Kotetsu asked, eyebrows up.

"Um� we� uh� shouldn't lie to her."

"Lie?" Kotetsu asked.

"Yeah. She might figure it out, you know. I mean, if we tell her� you know. Then when we go back out and go back to work and, well, you know�" Izumo stuttered through it.

"I'm afraid I don't know. What, my dear Izumo, would we be lying about?"

Izumo realized he hadn't let Kotetsu get to the part of just how they felt about each other. "Oh, well, I just assumed� um� what were you going to say?" Izumo asked. He wished he had a mirror right about then. He figured his face was an odd combination of pale white and bright red.

Kotetsu considered him a minute, then seemed to come to a decision. He put the pen down and turned the chair to face Izumo. "I figured I'd tell her the truth."

"Truth?" Izumo was starting to feel like he was about two lines behind the dialogue.

"Yes. Truth."

"Uh�" Izumo shook his head. "You mean that we're best friends and always have been and always would be, right?" He could feel the panic rising.

"Well, that is true, yes. But isn't there something else, too?"

Izumo blinked at him. "I don't know what you're talking about." He balled his hands into fists in his pockets, still trying to keep from fidgeting too badly. It wasn't working.

"I think you do." Kotetsu stood up and took the half step closer to his friend.

"I d-do?" Izumo asked. God, he was close. Izumo could smell him, that woodsy cologne Ko used, the soap with the hint of mint and the faint smell of ink that always seemed to cling to him. He hadn't realized he'd closed his eyes until he felt a hand on his waist. They flew open to see the slanted ones of his best friend barely more than a few centimeters from his own face. "K-Ko?" It came out with a bit of a squeak.

"And I think I know what we should do." Kotetsu said, his other hand resting on the other side of Izumo's waist.

"I� th-thought we'd already d-decided w-what to do." Izumo's mouth snapped closed.

"I've thought of a better idea." Kotetsu said then stepped back.

Izumo's breath rushed in followed by disappointment and loss. He barely resisted the urge to whimper and grab at his friend. He pulled himself together with great effort. "Ko? What�.what idea?"

"I think you should write out the note� tell her we've admitted that we're madly in love with each other, can't live without each other and we're eternally grateful to her for pushing us into this."

Izumo blinked at his friend, too shocked to say anything.

"Then, you need to sign both of our names. But� and this is important� make sure to mess mine up just a little bit. Because I know you can forge it perfectly," Kotetsu said, steering Izumo into the chair.

"But� but� didn't you see the post script? If she knows I forged it, she'll� she'll�" he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Kotetsu didn't respond at first, instead, he swiveled the chair and pushed it a little closer to the desk. He picked up the pen and put it back into Izumo's hand and slid the paper so that it was under his writing hand. "Hmm. We should try a fresh sheet. Hang on." Kotetsu pulled the drawer open that they'd found the paper in earlier and got a clean piece, setting it in place of the other one. "Don't want my handwriting on it." He nodded toward it.

Izumo blinked at him, not moving. "But, Ko� If� if she knows I�"

"Go on." Kotetsu pointed at the paper and Izumo, with no real alternative turned back to it. He tightened his grip on the pen, took a deep breath and started writing. Kotetsu watched him write, leaning over his shoulder which only made Izumo's hand want to shake more. "Don't forget the part about being eternally grateful."

"I was getting to that," Izumo said, with an irritated scowl.

"Okay. Just making sure you remembered it all," Kotetsu said and Izumo turned back to the paper with a quiet huff.

Izumo finished the note, looked it over again then wrote out the kanji for his name at the bottom. He glanced at Kotetsu. "Are you sure I should forge this?"

"Positive." Kotetsu nodded his assurance and, with a deep breath, Izumo added Kotetsu's signature next to his own. Kotetsu picked up the paper, looked it over again, inspected his "signature," nodded and folded it up.

He went over to the door and knocked. "Yes?" He heard Shizune's muffled voice through the door.

Kotetsu didn't speak, just pushed the note under the slot. Izumo and Kotetsu stared at each other in silence then heard a quiet grumble on the other side. A moment later, there was the sound of retreating stomps.

Izumo moved over to the door and stood with Kotetsu, both of them with their eyes trained on the space at the bottom of the door. They didn't have to wait too long. It felt like forever, but was probably only about five minutes when there were more steps outside. As they watched, two more pieces of paper came through under the door.

Izumo reached for them, but Kotetsu got to them first. The top sheet was obviously a note and the bottom a form of some kind. Izumo was sure he knew what it was.

Izumo,

I told you what would happen if you forged the signature. So here, instead, is the Life Partner agreement I threatened you with. If you want a ceremony, you'll have to talk to me about it later. In the meantime, you and Kotetsu can sit in there until morning. There's a small bathroom off of that office and I've unsealed it, so you can use it, but you won't be able to get past it. There's food in the left drawer of the desk, but if you drink all of my sake, I'll kill you.

I'll be by in the morning to get the signed form. Have a good night!

-Tsunade

p.s. I've put a sound barrier on the room, so you don't have to worry about making noise. And so no one tries to rescue you. But mostly so your noise doesn't get out.

p.p.s. Don't forget to clean up your� mess.

Izumo stared in horrified shock at the note. Mostly because there was no way he could look up at his friend right then without Kotetsu seeing the horror, the fear and� want on his face. They were trapped in there overnight. Together. Alone.

It wasn't like they'd never been alone overnight before. But not since he'd figured out he was in love with Ko! And it was usually on missions� with other teammates!

This was definitely not the same. Overnight. Alone in the same room. While he was in love with his friend. And� they had to sign a Life Partner agreement to get out!

Oh hell.
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Caught	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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