Just Another Scar

midnight: I don't know if I want this to be a one shot or what someone phuleeze tell me! my muse is ignoring me.

Sasuke: well maybe you should have put me in there too.

midnight: I can't, if I would have, i would deffinately make this a prequal to a sequal to a movie that was made fourty years ago (referring to The Scorpion King for some joke material, is it working?

Sasuke: well I guess then we'll just leave it to the people to decide if they like your writting.

midnight: agreed!

Disclaimer- I don't own... otherwise I would be hinting to hiyashi-sensei to include some yaoi or bi-shounen... oh well, enjoy!

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He slipped the mask off, revealing a pale face scarred and bloody from the present cut. //It's just another scar.// he told himself.

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It was dark, it usually was at this time of day, but the impenetrable darkness caused a little unease with the wildlife. The clouds that had been skirting along the horizon of the valley all day had been waiting to cover their world without notice. So, night it was, that the pregnant rain clouds were led by their predicessors into the valley to burden the world with its rain. That didn't perturb the shinobi on missions. Esspecially the ones perched in two tree's watching their target. For hours they had just crouched there, waiting for something to transpire so they could rush the house and kill their target and complete the mission. They had wives to come back to.

There was a low rumbling coming from a distance, if they were any higher in the trees they were perched in they would have noticed that the heavy storm was coming in faster than they had initially thought. As it were, they had guessed their weather's change of mind from a clear crisp twilight to a dark and wet night. The leader of this two man cell was concerned about the lightning giving away their position. Their target had not called in shiniobi to protect him, for he was confident enough in his own past experiences as a shinobi to be able to save himself. He hadn't counted on the Fire nation to send Anbu though.

The leaves rustled along the ground, the wind picked up and because of their assasination attire, the two Anbu could see rather than feel the light raindrops that quickly turned to Miyazaki sized drops filling the air. Lightning had yet to play it's part in revealing the two silent shiniobi.

"Hiyazou, I'm going outside to catch some fresh air." their target spoke with another occupant of the rather conspicuous cabin that played safehouse.

"You shouldn't go outside, it's raining." the other replied.

"Don't worry, daddy will be right back."

//Damn not another one.// the leader, a man dressed in black with a white traditional Anbu mask on, two blue curved lines underneath the eyes and a simple looking vulpine mouth and nose. //She sent us on another assasination involving a family. Oh well, it's there fault.// The man crouched even lower, expecting the lightning to dance in the sky soon.

Their target was about to light his cigarette when a flash of lightning lit the ground below and the looming clouds above. He looked up from underneath the protection of his covered porch and finished lighting his cancer-stick. He inhaled the incenced smoke and held it in his lungs for that sweet release. He had been cranky that whole day because he hadn't had a break like this till now. When he relesed his breath and let out the tainted smoke, another flash of lightining had revealed something that had been hiding in the trees. Two somethings actually. The first cackle of light revealed the first one, a red scarred beast. The second set of lightning uncovered the second beast moving, cat-like, to it's cousin, except this one had blue markings on it's face. The man had about inhaled his cigarette when he noticed that the fine lines that kept the creatures in his sight in this darkness, were gone. Only the second monster had remained. When he felt the presence of chakra behind him, it was then that he realized that these things were another kind of animal. Shinobi Assasins. His face paled and he dropped the burning cigarette from between his slim fingers and let it fall to the wood porch.

"Kami-sama. Hiyazou, RU-ah...nn." the red masked ninja stabbed the man in the chest, and a couple more times after that, to make it look like a regular burgler had done it instead of a highly trained Anbu.

"Target One assasinated." red had wispered into his headset. A shadowed figure landed behind him and he casually turned around to notice his leader.

"I can see that, geeze." the young man snapped at his partner. "Proceed to aquire second target and receive information. Activate henge."

"I know what next to do. It's not my first time." red teased back. Activating their henge, they proceeded into the house. There, they found four people, three kids and an older woman shepharding them into a door that must have led to the basement. Two of the kids were crying, not knowing what was going on but knew that thir father was still outside. They had no reason to believe that he was dead, infact they had not understood why they left the comfort of their own home to live out here in the woods.

The two would-be-burglers walked up to the four, noticing that the third kid, was not crying at all, infact, he had been glaring at them since they entered the cottage. The wife, presumably, was sniffling just as much as the children, reminding the two men of the countless times their meager traitors had begged for their lives, spilling everything they knew about, making this situation the same as all the others.

"Where are the goods?" blue had asked as menecingly as he could summon. The others had kept on sniveling while the mother had pleaded with their captors.

"Please, we have no silver or other valuables, please." she kept crying. The old blue, the blue at home, would have tried his best to comfort the crying woman, try his best to make her and the children feel better. At home, he loved children, him and his wife, because she couldn't bare children they would spend a lot of time taking care of their friends' kids and were currently looking to adopt. But here, out in the field. he could let his home self interact with his assasin self. It was sometimes difficult, but rewarding. He had no troubles sleeping at night.

"Actually," red had spoke, "you do have something valuable." he leaned down infront of the children and gave them a grin that his leader would have seen without the use of mask. Blue rolled his eyes at the lack of maturity in his ex-sensei now subordinate.

"Heel Fang." although, maybe he went a little overboard with the name calling, red had deserved it. Red straitened his back and mad a serious face this time.

Blue was starting to get impatient when the young glaring boy, less than half his height, spoke up.

"I know what the goods are." was his only statement. Had blue been born with fox-ears, or animal like ears at all, they would have perked up.

"Oh?"

"Yes. Stone is planning an attack against Sand. With the company of Cloud or even Grass, they could possibly, according to their plans, make Sand come up against Konoha. Stone is planning a meeting between Cloud and Grass in the following week. That is all I know."

This was something to consider. Although the brat had given them information, the fact that he had given away information without blinking was something to consider.
They had not been given orders to take out their informant, but to 'asses the situation, and act.' Now the shinobi had to figure out if this kid was with them or conspiring against them. Before either of the men had a chance to question them, the kid answered again.

"My aligence lies with Konoha. I am a native from there, adopted by this family."

Ah, so that was it. That was why this kid looked so familiar. Blue had seen this kid before, at the orphanage. Then it was decided. This kid was to be brought back, he would not be given anymore information from this family, the boy's cover had been blown. They had to kill the rest of the family however.

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They had been running through the rain long enough to let the blood be washed away from their clothing. It had turned out that the mother had been talented in kounoichi ways and had cracked some of red's lower part of the mask and cut him along the right side of the jaw. //It even's things up.// he thought to himself. The kid who had given them the information was named Kotetsu, his wrists were currently tied together and his eyes blind folded by the hitai-ati of blue. Red had not been holding on to his piggy-backing companion so Kotetsu locked his ankles around the slim built man.
He felt his legs wabbling under the added weight of Kotetsu so he halted. Kneeling next to a wild rose bush his leader came back to attend to his fallen companion.

"You alright?" blue spoke from behind his mask.

"No, the blade was poisoned, it took some time to notice, but it's making it's way through my body." His chest rose and fell erratically, signaling his distress.

"She uses Umegei. I should have told you." Kotetsu said from behind. "She doesn't like to kill, but you should rest."

"We should all rest." the younger man spoke. "There's a cave around here."

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It had taken a while to reach the cave, the hill had been pretty steep and the rocks treacherous. Never the less, the three of them had made it. The cave was pretty roomy. The leader had placed Kotetsu down further back in the cave to give them some private time. Of course, the young man had used a sedative to promise them full privacy while they removed their masks, and assesed the damage done to red.

"You took a pretty good beating sensei." the young man jabbed. "I never knew you were that soft to a woman." He reached up and took off his mask, a black wig made of dog hair came with it.
"Your reactions are still a little slow... captain." the red mask had come off too. Although he wasn't the first to wear a second mask that covered his lower half of his face, it was still strange to know that others only knew him to wear the black mask. It had been torn, leaving a red slit just below the cheek bone and was only an inch long. His captain sauntered over to look at the damage done. The captain's heart beat arrhythmatically when he got closer. //Not like this, I didn't want to know like this.//

"Hey," the Anbu captain said to get his subordinant's attention, "you do realize there are glass shards in your mask."

"Yeah, I've noticed."

The air was heavy with indesicion on both ends. In the darkness of the cave, he would have relished in it, he would have been able to take off his mask and do it himself but for one, he's been drugged and can't even think straight, and for two, his captain was playing medic until their entire cell was together again. He knew that he had to get the glass out of his face, but his mask was still an issue.

"Hey," his captain spoke again. "What do you want to do?" silence "Kakashi"

"Where's the kid?"

"He's back there, I gave him a sedative."

"Good." his captain made his way forward picking out his medical supplies within the pouch he owned. He kneeled and tentively looked at the man before him. "Naruto, I'm trusting you." //...to not tell, to not ask.// he added silently.
Blue eyes met with mismatched ones, he was waiting for Kakashi to do the honors. //Because my hands are shaking too much.//
Kakashi took his time folding down the mask. Mostly because some of the glass was in his skin and being pulled by his mask. After the nose had been revealed, Naruto stopped him.

"It's alright, I can work on this for now." the important thing was to get to the cut beneath his eyes. Kakashi was releaved that he didn't have to 'pull the band-aid off all the way'. At least it gave the silver haired ninja some time to be comfortable with someone other than his wife looking at him. He trusted Naruto, almost more than he trusted his own wife. Naruto took out him knife and reopened the wound, to let more of the poison out. He then took out a needle and thread and began stitching the older man together again. Two butterfly bandages compleated the new look.
The captain grinned at his handywork, he was actually better than Akane, their original med-nin, gave him credit for. Naruto looked around for his tweezers that he most likely forgot to pack. Finished with his unproductive search within his small medical pouch, he turned to his injured subordinate.

"I don't suppose you brought tweezers with you." when Naruto got no reply he lifted his right hand. "You mind?"

"No."

Naruto gently grasped Kakashi's chin and tilted it to the side. Drawing out his demonic chakra, he focused it in his hand, specifically his nails. After a few seconds they were long enough to substitute for the awol medical intrument.
The blond had not been paying attention to his ex-sensei's facial features, he was a professional, Kakashi's superior, and right now, a trusted friend. There weren't too many glass pieces exposed now, they were mostly on the lower half. The red eyed shinobi extracted some of the other glass embedded in the mask before he released Kakashi's chin.

"Alright," Naruto sat back, "when you're ready."

It took Kakashi a little while longer before he moved his hands to his mask. Tentively, the mas was lowered and now rested at the base fo a long, white sineous neck.
If Naruto hadn't noticed before, he certainly noticed now. Not only was the son of White Fang handsome, he was down right gorgeous. He also noticed that the little nitch of a scar that had started under Kakashi's nose, grew to a horrendous trail of scar tissue. Not only one, but two, angry looking paths made their way down in a diagonal motion. Upper lip and chin were the starting points, around the jaw, past the jugualar, collar bone and mid-neckis where they ended.
He never focused on the scars though, Naruto had made a silent promise to Kakashi's plea. All this, was seen in his periferial vision.
He held the chin one more time to direct the face wherever was best to rid Kakashi of the offending shards. Naruto didn't know what Kakashi was thinking, even now it was hard to read the mysterious man.

"...too many masks..." he had whispered. Kakashi had heard him and tensed, he knew he was hiding. But hiding was what he did best.

"I'm sorry." Kakashi admitted.

"Don't be," the younger man stopped his movements and leaned back to look in Kakashi's eyes. " you have just as much rights as I do. Masks are important, they protect you, they protect your loved one's, and they hide secrets you don't want revealed yet."

Naruto leaned in and touched foreheads, closing his eye's while Kakashi's stayed open.

"It's comforting isn't it. But someday you'll have to let it go." the blond chuckled deep in his throat and started his work again. "Don't you know that, sensei?"

The Anbu captain was done, but he still held Kakashi's chin. Using the back of his nails to stroke the tender flesh over the jaw. Naruto couldn't help but marvel at the otherwise perfect skin. His eyes were everywhere his hands weren't. Finally lenaing in, his lips brushed Kakashi's upper scar on the neck. The muscles were tense underneath and Naruto knew he was uncomfortable. His lips ghosted up goosebump flesh and stopped at Kakashi's mouth which was desperately trying to feed his body oxygen. His chest rose and fell, heart beating somewhere deep in his chest. His eyes also threatened to close. Naruto's lips were so close. He could feel a hand cupping his jaw, could feel Naruto leaning in more. This was something Kakashi had only dreamed of.. //It seem's god really does listen.//
Naruto suddenly pulled away and stood up, he had gotten to carried away with his emotions. His breathing was heavy and laborous, as if he had just tried to beat Lee in a race. Both men were sporting obvious erections.

"Um..." Naruto cleared his throat and walked towards the back of the cave. "I'm going to go check on the kid, you better get something to eat."

Naruto dissappeared around a boulder while Kakashi was left to wonder if the boy was regretting it. He should regret it too, for they both had wives, but he had hid his feelings for the boy for too long now. //God also likes to tease people.//

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Later that evening, Kakashi had bedded in a little alcove near the entrance. It had stopped raining and the moon shone bright without the clouds crowding it's view of the earth, it's lover.
Kakashi had laid there alone until he heard Naruto come back from outside. He had left earlier to look for meat. His body had been partially assimilated, and needed the taste of bloody, wild game from time to time. Kakashi laid on his stomach using his arms as a pillow. The young captain walked in and immediately went to lay down next to Kakashi. There was a long, uncomfortable silence as naruto lay on his back, awake. Silence had become a key to Kakashi's unraveling. Naruto had just been about ready to ask Kakashi abou the kiss, but the man had a different agenda.

"I was three when it happened." Kakashi spoke almost hesitantly. He slipped the mask off, revealing a pale face scarred and slightly bloody from the present cut. //It's just another scar.// he told himself. He continued, "My mother had loved me, too much I think. She wouldn't allow me to go outside or even be seen by anyone outside of my parents. She had told me that I was too beautiful to bee seen. That she and White Fang were the only ones able to see me.
"When I had just turned three, my father had left on a mission." Naruto had a feeling that by the way he was talking about his father, it was 'the mission.' "I too had been restricted from seeing anyone else, so when my mother had some 'friends' coming over, instead of going to my room I hid. What I saw... what I saw, was my mother making out with another woman, I got mad so I ran out and my mother was angry. She took her lover's kunai and cut me on the arm, just here."
Kakashi extended his left arm, more to look at the evidence himself. There was a two inch scar on his forearm that looked incandescent in the moon light. Naruto still hadn't looked over to the other man and he didn't intend to, no matter how curious he was. Kakashi took a deep breath and kept talking. "She couldn't cut my face like she had aimed. So I grabbed the kunai from her and did it myself. She was so horrified, she didn't stop me until I had almost died from blood loss. Even then, she didn't do anything but yell at me for exposing myself. Her lover was the one who brought me to the hospital. The next day, my mother was dead, suicide. My father returned home, and he died while I was still in the hospital. He ended up killing himself too." Kakshi let silence be his comfort. The air was heavy, almost too overbearing. "I had a mind, when I held that knife, to be ugly so my mother would stop treating me that way. And I've acheived it. I've worn the mask ever since."
"You think you've acheived your mission?" Naruto interrupted. He flipped over onto his side, propped up onto his shoulder, he laid his right arm over his stomach. Kakashi turned to face his young captain.

"Oh?" a beautiful smile, dispite the scars, appeared on his face.

"Yeah." Naruto threw caution to the wind. He placed a hand firmly on Kakashi's shoulder and rolled him onto his back. Caught off guard, the silverhaired man was passive to Naruto's advances. He let Naruto straddle him and pin his hands above his head. "You failed your mission horribly." Naruto chuckled, he leaned in and traced the scars with his lips like he had done earlier. From neck to just under the chin, he whispered; "Your beautiful, you know that?"
Kakashi gasped, half because of the unexpected words from his ex-student, and half because Naruto had licked the scars back down to his jugular and latched on there. The blond shinobi licked and sucked hard, wanting to leave evidence of his betrayal. Kakashi could feel Naruto's impressive length beneath the thin pants he wore. The hot length rested just beneath his navel, where it continued to tease his own. Naruto's hips were locked and kept the man beneath him from squirming and getting some sort of friction. As soon as he had stopped struggling, Naruto lowered his mouth to the juncture at his shoulder, a spot of pleasure his wife had refused to pay heed to. Not Naruto, there was no way in all of the lands, that his smartest student wouldn't know that he liked being licked there.
He had done it purely on instinct, but the sounds that were coming from the man below him kept him licking that sensitive spot. Like the animal he liked to portray during battle, he licked that spot savagely. Kakashi's moans becoming louder and louder.
There was no thought, there were no words being said, there was only primal need and hunger. Because, if they allowed themselves the mind of thought, they wouldn't be trying to strip each other of clothing. Mouths locked in a heated battle, for dominance, for pleasure. Naruto wouldn't have allowed himself the pleasure of feeling another married man's muscles tighten and flex underneath his hands. Wouldn't have ground his hips into the other's when he had played with his subbordinates' nipples. He wouldn't have landed butterfly kisses along Kakashi's perfectly sculpted chest. Also, Kakashi wouldn't've allowed his body to react to the sensual touches the other man delivered to his body, causing him to catch fire. Kakashi wouldn't have grabbed Naruto's hips and squeezed the pressure points in his captain's hips that caused him to buck and moan loudly. For something so carnal, there could be no thought.
Kakashi's pants were lowered to mid thigh, his large arousal dripping and burning with unheeded attention. Naruto had kissed a sweet trail from his lover's collarbone, down the sternum, allowing the tounge refuge and play at Kakashi's navel, followed a curiously dark trail of hair down to the man's hips.

"Nnnuh... Na--ru.. ah!!" the tip of Kakshi's cock had brushed against Naruto's adam's apple, eliciting the most enticing moan any ero(1) would kill to hear. Naruto smiled and chuckled deep in his throat, the small vibrations making its way to Kakashi's cock below. "Uung! Naruto...Fuck.. NOW!"

The usually non-chalant ninja pleaded. Any other day he would consider this an embarassment, being exposed, sexually tourchured and so close to the edge he'd do anything to feel Naruto inside of him. His words were jumbled but that did not mean that he went unnoticed.

"Alright.. 'Kashi. You wanna be fucked?" Naruto could feel his seal leaking, amoung other things. He knew that his eyes were red, or something other than the color he was born with. "Then let's get fucked!"

Naruto roughly grabbed Kakashi's hips and aligned himself to the older man's hole. He was about to enter dry when he heard his mate... his lover, whimper, anticipating the most excrutiating pain. Naruto felt the demonic chakra being held at bay, he allowed a moment of rational thought.

"Sorry, 'Kashi... just hold on." He reached into his pouch nearby and grabbed a tube of vasaline meant for masturbation on those long missions. It seemed he'd be using it for another purpose he swore to his wife that he was over with. He sqeezed a liberal amount on his hands. He entered Kakashi with two fingers, both men were impatient and wouldn't last much longer. Kakashi groaned helplessly, deliciously underneath Naruto. The young blond leaned up to whisper in Kakashi's ear as he entered a third finger. "This is a one time show Kakashi, so let's make it Good."

To emphasize himself, he had stroked that magical spot within Kakashi that made his back arch backwards and almost bend in half. The muscles had tightened around Naruto's fingers, so he waited before retreating so he wouldn't cause any pain. He couldn't wait to be within his one time lover. He spread Kakshi's legs wider and aligned himself back up with Kakashi's wet hole. He had used enough lubricant to make it an easy entry, and a good, rough fucking near the end.
Naruto's enlarged head made it past the tight ring of Kakashi's ass when the older man bucked up, taking Naruto in to the hilt.

"If you think," Kakashi growled out. "that I'm gonna break," another thrust, "your dead wrong." The man growled out forcefully. Naruto, couldn't be anymore elevated, here was a person, better yet a man, who could take his large cock, who was bottom, and who growled so beautifully when he entered him... and he was married to a woman.
Naruto shook his head to rid himself of rational thought, he growled back; "Fine!" and withdrew almost completely and slammed back into his lover. He hit the prostate with the head of his dick, and Kakashi's back arched just as it had done moments ago. Kakashi's large hands gripped Naruto's right forearm and upper left arm, kneeding the musles and pulling on his arms, signalling for another rough impact. Naruto's primal need for mating had taken over. He leaned back and commanded Kakashi to turn over on his stomach. The man complied and got to his hands and knees. One of Naruto's muscular arms draped over Kakashi's shoulders, the other, around his waist. Naruto entered his lover again and began fucking him continuously. Kakashi had allowed his own primal need to be released and yelled into the cave everytime this man that he had come to love, hit that bundle of nerves. Naruto bent over his mate and bit him on the right side of the shoulder, a twin of a bruise-to-be.
It wasn't long until Naruto could feel Kakashi's muscles tighten around him. He reached his right hand around and gripped his lover's dick tightly and played with the slit. Kakashi was undone at that point. The moderate tingling that had started from the base of his spine had errupted, up his back and to his brain, like-wise in the pit of his stomach, his cock twitched and soon, he came in Nauto's hand. The tightening of muscles made Naruto realize he was no where near ready to cum, but he had imagined, out of the forbiddings and cautions of his mind, that he had and will take Kakashi many times again. But what was his greatest undoing, was the quiet whisper of, "I love you, Naruto." that came from this elder vixen's mouth. His whole body seemed to seize as he came hard inside his lover. Spent, he folded over Kakashi who had dropped himself to the floor of the cave from exhaustion. They were spent, they were enlightened, they could not be touched. Of course, like all dreams, your bound to wake up.

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There was a rustling behind them, a rock was disturbed and Naruto immediately moved his hand to the top of Kakashi's head to cover his face. Afterall, an Anbu's most imortant thing, is his identity, actually it's the third, next to the mission and comrades' life.

"What are you doing awake kid?" Naruto growled. He knew that there was no time to cover his own face and hair, but Kakashi could be spared. His own hair was dyed, and now his face was covered.

"I was wondering." the boy asked, unconcerned of the two men still naked and sweaty from sex, "what's going to happen when we get home?"

With that the boy left. Not explaining what he meant. But both men knew, that there was no turning back from this. Not even the most evasive maneuvering from both sides, could keep them from finding eachother again. Besides, it's not like they were on the same team and saw eachother everyday. Naruto sighed, he hated reality.

"He's gone. Get cleaned up." because Naruto was always surprising everyone, it was unsurprising that he had said those words. Not even a 'Thanks, that was fun.' was even mentioned.

Naruto knew that eversince those three damned words were whispered, his whole heterosexual resolve had been unraveled. Also, both knew that they would arrive home, fill in reports, hand over the kid, go home, cuddle up with their wives, and be dreaming of eachother at night. Because, if the moon was the earths' lover, and only came out at night, why could they not do the same?


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A/N: ero means pervert.

midnight: so, how did you like it?

sasuke: I still think you should have put me in there.

midnight: like I said before, if I did, then I would have to make another one.

sasuke: *sniff*

midnight: oh calm down... here's a preview of what the next chapter would be.