Into the Fire

A/N - Gloria,you are too kind!! I'm so glad you're enjoy it thus far!!

Thank you to everyone who has followed this story for so long! Just a few chapters left until the end . . . I appreciate your patience with me as I wrap this one up!


Chapter One Hundred Ten

“It's good to see you Kisame.” Ibiki exclaimed when the swordsman strolled into his office a few days later.

“Sorry to have to borrow your husband.” the Mist-nin replied as they clasped forearms, “I promise to bring him back good as new.”

“I trust you to keep him safe.” the interrogator assured him, “I was mostly worried about 'kashi traveling alone . . . and he's still mad at me about it.”

“You actually said that to his face?” Kisame chuckled, “I'm surprised you're still standing.”

“Thankfully, I'm rather fond of him.” Kakashi remarked from behind the swordsman as he slipped through the door to join them. “Is Itachi alright, Kisame? We can leave right now if it's urgent.”

“No, he needs your help with something . . . now that the sharingan is lost to him apparently he needs assistance with some secret plan.” the large nin grumbled, “He won't tell me what it's all about, sorry.”

“I am at his disposal.” the copy-nin declared with a small bow, “We can leave whenever you desire.”

“If you don't mind extending your hospitality for the night I think I'd like to sleep before we head out. The situation isn't serious . . . 'tachi wasn't even sure if you'd come.” Kisame explained, “Besides, you just got back from your honeymoon, I'm sure you want a last night together before you go.”

“I'm coming back.” the silver-haired man snorted, “You people act like this is a suicide mission. I've made harder trips than this all on my own hundreds of times.” he grumbled, “It's not like I forgot how to defend myself the minute I retired . . . I seem to recall pinning you the last time we sparred Ibiki.”

“No one is implying anything about your ability to defend yourself sweetheart.” the interrogator hastened to assure him, “I'm just so happy that I'm afraid it can't last.”

“That's no reason to stop trusting my skills. I have every intention of coming back 'biki . . . you have to relax and learn to trust me.” Kakashi entreated.

The rest of the evening passed smoothly and early the next day the pair set off for Sound, stopping only briefly at lunch before pressing on, the copy-nin anxious to get to the bottom of the mysterious summons.

“Sempai, you came.” the Otokage exclaimed happily as he rose to greet his friend, “I was afraid you wouldn't be willing to leave your husband.”

“For you . . . anytime. I have to admit you piqued my curiosity. Why do you need the sharingan? Have you found a way to treat your condition?” the copy-nin asked.

“Actually, do you remember the conversation we had at your reception?” Itachi replied softly, “While we were dancing?”

“You want to have a child?” Kakashi inquired curiously, “From what you said that shouldn't require the sharingan.”

“It's a bit more complicated than that.” the dark-haired man replied nervously. “Did you mean what you said about training an Uchiha heir?”

“Of course 'tachi, I would be honored to. But I'm afraid I still don't understand.” the silver-haired man admitted.

“I've thought about this for a long time.” the Otokage said softly, “You've shown yourself more capable than I of mastering my family's bloodline limit, and you're a genius in your own right . . . which eventually led me to my decision. I need your help to create an egg.”

“An egg?” the copy-nin tipped his head in thought for a moment, “Nope, I still don't understand. You're going to have to tell me the whole story 'tachi.”

“Kisame and I are genetically incompatible.” the last Uchiha explained with a shrug, “I could choose some anonymous woman and have her impregnated with my sperm. Then I started thinking about how much stronger the child would be if you and I were the parents.”

“But we're both men.” Kakashi declared reasonably, “I don't think they can do that.”

“That's where the sharingan comes in. I have access to a jutsu that will allow me to change sex for a period of time, at least internally, and allow me to develop an egg. That egg is harvested, combined with your sperm and implanted in a surrogate mother.” Itachi continued nervously, “Nine months later, we're parents. You'll have more reason to train him if he's half yours.”

“So we don't actually have sex?” the copy-nin pressed, “That's an awfully impersonal way to make a baby.”

“I thought that would be best. Kisame wouldn't blink an eye either way . . . but I doubt Ibiki would feel the same.” the Otokage stated drily as he eyed the prominent tattoo on the jounin's throat, “As it is I'm afraid I specifically requested this be a solo mission. I hoped to have better luck convincing you without your husband's presence.”

“When did you last have sex 'tachi?” the silver-haired man asked curiously, “I've never been exactly sure what your relationship is with Kisame.”

“He is my partner.” the Uchiha replied with a shrug, “He is my friend. But we lack the deeper chemistry needed for lovers. I am too frail for his tastes . . . and I really have no desire for sexual contact.”

“That won't do at all.” Kakashi murmured as he pulled the slighter man into his arms. “I need to talk to Ibiki first in any event . . . he is my husband and I won't do this behind his back. But if I agree we're going to do this the old fashioned way, at least the conception part. You deserve to be loved too 'tachi.”

“I seriously doubt that, sempai.” the Otokage muttered sourly, “In any event, I believe my opportunity for such things has long passed. Besides, I won't be carrying the child . . . artificial insemination is the best choice.”

“It's never too late to open up your heart, kohai. Trust me on this please.” the copy-nin entreated, “I'm going to go call Ibiki and let him know we arrived . . . and I'm going to discuss this with him as well. When I come back we'll go over what needs to be done in more detail.”

Several hours later the silver-haired man slipped back into the Otokage's quarters, hair still damp from the shower and dressed in just a low slung pair of sweatpants. “Ibiki agrees with me.” he declared seriously, “You deserve to be loved.” He pulled the startled Uchiha into his arms and captured his lips in a deep, devouring kiss before easily scooping the slight figure into his arms and heading for the bedroom. “Whether or not we can make your idea work, you need to know pleasure.”

“Sempai, I really wasn't intending on anything like this when I asked you here.” the normally calm Uchiha yelped as he tried to squirm out of the larger man's grasp, “I just wanted your help with the jutsu.”

“You wanted a lot more than that.” Kakashi whispered huskily, “You asked me to father your child. Is it so unreasonable that I want to have sex with you before we have a baby together?”

“It's just . . . I haven't . . . I don't . . .” Itachi stammered.

“Do you trust me 'tachi?” the copy-nin asked seriously, studying the familiar face for signs of deception or panic.

“Of course I trust you.” the Otokage snorted, “We wouldn't be here if I didn't.”

“Then trust me not to hurt you.” the jounin murmured as he bent his head to nibble on a delicate collar bone. “Your body seems to know what it wants.” he purred as he ran an elegant, long fingered hand over the bulge clearly visible in the dark-haired man's pants. “Just relax.” Kakashi soothed as he stretched them both out on the bed, divesting the dark-haired man of his shirt on the way. The solemn Uchiha let out a high-pitched whine when a rosy nipple was pinched an rolled, morphing into a warbling wail when a messy silver mop descended, sucking its twin into the wet heat of the copy-nin's mouth.

“Really . . . you don't have to do this.” Itachi protested as he attempted to work his way out from under the larger man, “I'm just fine as I am.”

“No more excuses 'tachi.” the silver-haired man warned, “You need this. Now . . . relax and let me make you feel good.” He slid down the Otokage's pale torso, licking and nipping at taut abdominals until he reached a pert naval, teasing it with his tongue as he slowly worked open the younger man's pants, slipping warm, nimble hands inside to smooth and caress as they eased the obstruction out of the way. “Mmmm, very nice.” Kakashi chuckled wickedly before dipping his head and engulfing Itachi's twitching erection, twining his tongue around the head, trailing electric ribbons of chakra as he sucked and bobbed.

Itachi stiffened when a slick finger began to gently rub his sensitive entrance, twisting away from the intrusion, but the copy-nin was persistent and the finger soon went from rubbing to pressing to sliding inside. The impudent finger was quickly joined by a second and they targeted the dark-haired man's prostate. Kakashi smirked when the stoic Uchiha let out a panting groan that sounded suspiciously like his name and added a third finger, reaching down to push off his sweatpants and roughly fist his engorged cock.

When the jounin finally deemed the dark-haired man ready he roughly lubed his dripping length before positioning himself over the smaller man, lifting long slender legs onto his shoulders before ever so slowly pushing the head through the Otokage's loosened ring, biting his lip at the tight heat engulfing him. “Are you alright?” the copy-nin whispered raggedly.

“Do something.” Itachi ground out in response, “Please.”

“Oh, I'm going to do something alright I-ta-chi.” Kakashi ground out as he started a slow gradual slide, pulling back and gently rocking forward to bump the lithe Uchiha's prostate. The copy-nin couldn't help the proudly satisfied smile that stretched across his face as the reserved Otokage begged him for more.

Eventually neither man could hold out any longer and Itachi came with a startled shriek, shooting his seed between them as his body twisted and shuddered around the hard length impaling him. The silver-haired man tried to hold out, but succumbed to temptation after just a few more thrusts, coming hard deep inside the younger nin's body.

“Thank you sempai.” the Otokage whispered, “Will you stay with me?”

“I'm not going anywhere.” Kakashi replied with a lazy smile, “You're far too sexy for me to be in any rush to leave your bed. I'm afraid you're stuck with me until you have a baby on the way. Now let's get cleaned up and get some sleep. You have a lot to catch me up on in the morning if we're going to make this work.”