Fallen Leaves (Formerly Kakashi: No Regrets)

Okay, so I’m not getting detailed here ‘cause frankly, this story isn’t so much about the violence, but the ‘love’ story, the emotions behind the attacks.

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Though nothing was said between the two groups, Sasuke’s team was beginning to suspect that there was more to Sasuke and Kakashi’s relationship. They spent almost all their time together and they never slept apart. The three of them were sure Itachi wasn’t around that often.

In their private room, it was Sasuke, not Itachi who looked down at Kakashi as he rode his hips. Kakashi rested his hands on Sasuke’s thin hips—so much like his brother’s—and resisted pulling Sasuke down onto his cock every time Sasuke slowly lifted himself up.

Their bodies were addicting. And every time they touched, every time they had sex, the addiction grew stronger until they were obsessed with the other. They could never part, they were forever conjoined by their mutual hate and grief and obsession. And, perhaps, love. Time could only tell whether they truly loved each other. Neither cared at this point; the obsession, the lust, the trust, the mutual pain, and the contentment of being close to someone else overrode all. They didn’t even ask themselves if they really loved the other or if the other loved him. It didn’t matter.

Sasuke collapsed glassy eyed like an addict after a fix, his own cum running down his soft cock, the rest splashed artlessly on Kakashi’s stomach and chest. It was the only thing keeping them sane while they waited. For three days none of them went above ground; ANBU was sure to be searching for them.

Kakashi wasn’t satisfied. He licked the trail of cum from Sasuke’s cock and took the soft, sensitive flesh into his mouth. Sasuke tried to say something, but it came out as incoherent mumbling. Kakashi ignored him. He put a finger into Sasuke’s ass. Sasuke was still loose and he could feel his cum lining his inners.

Kakashi moved down to mouth Sasuke’s testicles. He ran his teeth over them and sucked them into his mouth. He grabbed Sasuke’s ass cheeks to raise him up and licked at the still relaxed, gaping hole. Sasuke made a noise Kakashi had no word for deep in his throat. Sasuke’s entire body was limp and open to Kakashi’s manipulation. No where near as long as Orochimaru’s, Kakashi nevertheless had a long tongue which just managed to nudge Sasuke’s prostate. He sucked at the rim even as his rough tongue caressed his inner walls.

Kakashi lowered Sasuke’s body back to the bed and intended to enter him again. But Sasuke’s lethargy vanished. He turned on him and slammed Kakashi down on his stomach. Sasuke growled.

“You don’t know when to stop, do you?”

“Apparently not.”

Sasuke let his saliva drip down onto Kakashi’s not as well used entrance. With no more than that, Sasuke slid in. It burned and was painfully tight for both of them, but neither made to stop. Sasuke’s longer thighs gave him leverage, but his head only reached Kakashi’s upper back. He lay forward on him, one hand tight on Kakashi’s shoulder, the other held against his stomach.

Sasuke grabbed Kakashi’s cock as he neared his climax and pulled him to release at the same time. Sasuke lay on top of him for a minute. He rolled off and allowed Kakashi to curl up next to him, using his chest as a pillow. They both ignored the wetness on the sheets and their bodies, falling asleep like that in Itachi’s bed.

The next day, they felt it was safe to go above ground again. They trained. Tedious. So Sasuke and Kakashi went hunting shinobi, even non Konoha shinobi. They often came home splattered with blood, sometimes with it smeared artfully on their visible—and not visible—skin. They did hide the other bodily fluids on their bodies.

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Madara said he would have possession of the Kyuubi within a week. They received no word from him, but they decided to attack Konoha seven days after Sasuke last spoke with Madara.

Knowing there were two missing-nins intending to attack who would know how to cross the barrier around the village, the barrier was changed. The ones monitoring the barrier were instantly aware of four people entering from the south just after sunset. Karin remained behind to monitor her fellows and was to go help any of them if they were injured.

Juugo fully transformed and rampaged, Suigetsu was more than happy to have any restriction lifted and killed gleefully, and Sasuke and Kakashi remained within a few meters of each other and began systematically moving from the south wall through the village.

The four of them cut through ANBU almost as easily as the civilians. Many still believed Kakashi had been killed on a mission and froze at seeing a ghost. They were killed before they could comprehend the truth.

Rather than the mounting feeling of guilt with every person he killed Kakashi sometimes used to get as a member of ANBU, both he and Sasuke felt a weight lift away with every death. The heaviness of sorrow and betrayal lightened.

They cut down friends and acquaintances without a thought. Juugo was blind to what he was doing and Suigetsu enjoyed the carnage. Death spread faster than a flame in a pile of dry leaves.

Real resistance took time to come to them; night fell fully by the time it did. The Akamuchi clan came up against Juugo, Suigetsu found himself facing a group of ANBU swordsmen, and the final pair were confronted by the last person they expected.

“Naruto,” Sasuke said in a chillingly unaffected voice.

“Sasuke? Kakashi-sensei?” Naruto said in shock.

“Madara was supposed to take care of him,” Kakashi said. “You can control the Kyuubi, can’t you Sasuke?”

“I can suppress his power, but I’ve never attempted to control him.” Something occurred to him. “I’m such an idiot. I probably could have done the same with the Hachibi and saved us all that effort. I doubt the Sharingan only works on the Kyuubi.”

“Ha, probably. Be that as it may, should we pull back and wait for Madara?”

“Will you stop talking to each other?!” Naruto yelled. “Tell me what’s going on! They told me you were dead, Kakashi-sensei. And Sasuke, why?”

Karin arrived behind them. “Juugo and Suigetsu had run up against strong resistance.”

“I guess we pull back.”

“Ah,” Sasuke agreed. “I’ll retrieve Juugo,” Sasuke said as if Naruto had not said anything. “You and Karin retrieve Suigetsu. Destroy any pursuit. We’ll meet at the rendezvous point.”

“Ah.”

The pair turned to look away from Naruto. Naruto was confused, then looked in the same direction just in time to see a pink blur. Sakura was flying at the pair with intent to kill. But Sakura was no match for them. Sasuke caught her wrist effortlessly, ran a current of Chidori through her arm. He turned her and grabbed her other hand, holding it against the small of her back, released the one now temporarily paralyzed, then pulled a kunai and pressed it against her neck. He did it all in one fluid motion and within a second. Naruto lurched, but stopped himself from moving. Kakashi bent forward to look her straight in the eye.

“Run.”

“What?”

“If you want to live, run. Abandon the village and you will live. When we come back, we will destroy everything.”

A number of other shinobi arrived around them, but they hesitated seeing Sakura being held hostage.

“Why? Why let me live?”

“We can’t bring ourselves to kill a student,” Kakashi said.

“Or a teammate,” Sasuke continued.

“Then let me come with you,” she asked in a low voice. She was forced to look at Kakashi, but they both knew she was speaking to Sasuke.

“You do not truly know loss,” Sasuke said. “You can never follow us. Stay and die, or become a missing-nin and live. Konoha will all die when we return.”

“Why destroy the village? I can’t understand why you would do this? Especially you, Kakashi-sensei.”

“Revenge for Itachi,” Sasuke said lowly with the first emotion Sakura had heard in his voice.

“Ask Yamato about it,” Kakashi said, “if he’s still alive, or your precious Hokage.”

“Sakura, I was sincere when I thanked you before I left. You wanted to take my pain, but that is impossible.”

They were gone.

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Wanting to avoid leading Konoha to their current home, the group ran to the west. They came to one of Orochimaru’s hideouts. Once underground, Sasuke contacted Madara.

“We need to talk, where are you?”

Madara broke the connection and appeared in front of the group.

“What is it?”

“Why haven’t you taken care of the Kyuubi?” Sasuke demanded.

“It takes time for Pein to move into position. He is on his way.”

“We attacked the village. We’ve at least decreased resistance.”

“Have fun?”

“Yes actually, but we had to pull back.”

“No causalities?”

“None. Only a few scratches.”

“Impressive.” Madara raked his eyes over the small group. “Hatake.” Kakashi nodded to him.

“I’m certain of him,” Sasuke said. “When will you have the Kyuubi? I want to decimate that village without having to worry about a giant demon fox getting loose.”

Madara allowed his gaze to shift back to Sasuke. “I will let you know.”

Sasuke waved the others to leave, even Kakashi. Once they were alone, Sasuke sighed. “I’m sorry, Madara. I didn’t mean to snipe at you. I just really wanted revenge for my brother. You can understand that, can’t you? I am sorry. I don’t want to antagonize you. We’re all that’s left of the Uchiha. Truth is I look up to you, like I did my brother. Forgive me.”

Madara stared at Sasuke; he hadn’t expected that. All he really saw was the imperious brat once he recovered from the shock of his revelations. It had occurred to Madara before, but never so strongly as now, how much Sasuke looked like Izuna.

“I can understand your impatience.”

“I’m hoping that once Konoha is destroyed and you have possession of the Kyuubi, maybe we can both, you know, be something of a family. We’re all we have left.”

Madara’s eye softened. Izuna . . . “That is possible.”

Sasuke gave him a small smile. “It’s something to look forward to, beyond revenge. I will avenge my brother and yours too. The Senju and Konoha are to blame for both of them.”

Madara nodded. “Be careful, Sasuke.”

“I will.”

Madara vanished.

Karin indicated to the others when Madara left. She hesitantly opened the door to find Sasuke hadn’t moved.

“He will alert us when Pein captures the Kyuubi. We’ll finish it then.”

“Are we staying here tonight?” Kakashi asked.

“I personally can make it back to our base without stopping, but I doubt we all could. We’ll stay until morning; treat any wounds you need to. Be careful about the rooms here; Orochimaru and Kabuto liked to leave surprises.”

He nodded and dismissed them. Kakashi remained. Sasuke lead him to his old room in this hideout.

“I’m not tired,” Sasuke told him.

“Then we’ll have to find a way to occupy you.”

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Sakura was too distracted to be of any help when dealing with the casualties. Most of them were dead anyway. She and Naruto were sitting against the wall of the Hokage’s office while she was off surveying the damage. Wind whistled passed the broken windows of the Hokage tower. Juugo had hit buildings with his transformation and sent debris flying even this far.

Tsunade burst in, enraged. The door bounced off the wall and almost hit Yamato behind her. Shizune came in after him and shut the door softly.

“Have they both gone completely insane?” Tsunade asked no one in particular.

“I’m certain Kakashi has,” Yamato said. “I don’t even think genjutsu has anything to do with it. Damn Itachi.”

“Itachi?” Naruto hadn’t heard a word about Itachi. “And you told me Kakashi-sensei was killed on a mission.”

“It was better than the truth,” Tsunade said. “Kakashi was sentenced to death for treason. He was about to be executed when his lover rescued him and they fled.” Tsunade hit her desk with both hands, breaking it. “If I had known about Itachi, this would never have happened! Those old bats! They didn’t see fit to tell me, the Hokage! They are just as guilty for this catastrophe,” she growled.

Shizune briefly explained everything including the fact it was Kakashi and Sasuke who killed Gai’s team.

“They also killed four ANBU platoons,” Yamato added.

Tsunade was calm now. “I’ve also received information that they were likely the ones who kidnapped the Raikage’s brothers as members of Akatsuki. He was a Jinchuriki. They are both international criminals: S Class. There’s not even a capture order; it’s kill on sight. I’m sorry, Naruto, Sakura. They’re both lost.”

“If I could just—”

Yamato interrupted Naruto. “There’s nothing you can do. Even if you could bring them back to their senses, they can’t be forgiven. They will be executed no matter what.”

Naruto bent forward. “Why? Why can’t I save anyone I care about?” Sakura put a hand onto the sobbing boy’s back.

“They were never your responsibility,” Shizune said.

Naruto shook his head.

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Sasuke was standing, bracing himself against the wall at arm’s length while Kakashi took him from behind. He pressed back onto Kakashi, but Kakashi was using too much force; Sasuke’s arms couldn’t take it anymore and Kakashi slammed him into the wall, pressing the side of his face into the wall. Sasuke growled at him, but any anger was quickly forgotten as they got closer to climax.

Kakashi decided he didn’t like this position because Sasuke was silent when he came. Sasuke turned and slid down the wall to collapse.

“Tired yet?” Kakashi asked.

Sasuke hummed contentedly. Kakashi offered him a hand and pulled him up. Sasuke accepted and his arms snaked around Kakashi’s neck and Kakashi wrapped his arms around Sasuke’s waist and looked down into his black eyes. Sasuke’s eyes were glassy from afterglow. He stared up—a little unfocused—into Kakashi’s gray eye rather than his Sharingan.

“I fuck you next time.”

“As you wish.”

Kakashi had to crane his neck a little to kiss the shorter man, but Sasuke made an effort to meet him halfway. Even sleepy and content, Sasuke snapped at Kakashi’s tongue, drawing a drop of blood. Sasuke grew heavier in his arms and he practically dragged Sasuke to the bed and laid him out.

“Goodnight, Sasuke.” Sasuke was already out.

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Hey, someone do art work for this one with Sasuke hanging off Kakashi’s neck and them looking into each other’s eyes . . . I can’t draw and I’ve been on DeviantArt, I see you talented Naruto fans and Yaoi fans. I want artwork! Illustrate everything if you want, turn these stories into manga (doujinshi), please! Naked Uchiha . . . Kakashi’s cool too. I’m sick of naked Naruto, blah.