Pining

llyoung KakaIru is one of my favorites too, I love to write them.

BrucesGirl They are, aren't they? Calm before the storm, eh? Well, read on and find out ^.^

Anise Thank you. From the start I was going to make this a KakaIru story and first I made it all happen too quick. Then I took couple of steps back and slowed things down. I thought it would be way better to make their relationship develop slow and sweet. Now I'm pretty happy with it

ALD True, there could've been some angst or sadness but I don't know... Iruka did look at the couch and think how most stains wouldn't show on it. I'm going to take another look at it when I find the time. Thank you.

sadicticsymphonies Thank you, I'm glad you liked it. To tell the truth I didn't even think Iruka wouldn't watch the movie ^.^;

Zigana Yeah, Iruka deserves some happiness.

Meisha Thank you. I must confess that I had most of the chapters (for this story) ready when I started to put them here. But with my other stories, I wrote two chapters and posted the first one, then I wrote chapter a day. I'm like that when I have the inspiration and time.



AN: Haven't got the ch 13 back from my beta yet. So, I'm not sure if I should make you wait or update the unbeta'd version first?



Edited by Demosthenes. Thank you.



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Iruka pushed his apartment's door closed. As the lock clicked Iruka remembered something. Not this too! he grunted to himself. He searched his pockets for keys. A bad feeling was growing inside him. Then he delved into his bag and let out a sigh of relief as his fingers met the metallic keys. He opened the door and rushed inside, into his kitchen, grabbed the wine bottle left on one of the side-tables and hurried out. He slammed the door shut and ran down the stairs. Halfway down he remembered the keys he had left hanging on the door. Damn it! He hurried to get them and ran down the stairs, two at time.



Iruka's brisk steps were even quicker than usual as he walked through the village. It had been the same for the whole day. He had misplaced things and couldn't find them when he needed them. He had spilled coffee all over his clothes and almost choked on his lunch. The whole day had been a disaster. One mistake after another. Like his subconscious was trying to stall him. And it had succeeded. Iruka was almost half an hour late. He had never in his life been so late for anything.



Finally he arrived at Kakashi's. He breathed nervously as he knocked on the door. He heard no steps before the door was opened.



"Sorry I'm late."



"It's alright. Come inside." Kakashi seemed relieved.



Did he think I wouldn't come?



Kakashi was wearing black slacks and a sleeveless shirt, much like the one he wore last time. Gods, he's handsome. Iruka swallowed and stepped in.



Kakashi's apartment wasn't anything like Iruka had expected. It was well-lit and commodious, a bit messy but clean. Kakashi had few pictures and lots of books on his dark-wood shelf. The apartment had a faint smell of dogs. Iruka walked further in. He looked at the pictures. There was one with Kakashi as a young genin and his team. He had the same bushy hair and the black mask covered half of his face. Iruka snickered to himself Isn't he adorable? Iruka's eyes moved from picture to picture. He stopped to take a closer look at one of Kakashi surrounded by eight ninken. That explains the smell.



"Are these all yours?"



"The dogs? Yeah. I've raised and trained them all from puppies."



"Really?"



Kakashi nodded smiling for Iruka's amazement. Iruka liked dogs. Actually, he liked all furry animals.



"If you want, I could show them to you some time."



"I'd like that." Iruka put the picture back in its place.



"The dinner is ready. Should we start?"



"Oh, right. Yes, I'm starving."



Kakashi had set the table ready. He pulled his mask off. The steaming yakitori and rice made Iruka's mouth water. It looked delicious. Iruka gave the wine bottle to Kakashi.



"I didn't know what you were cooking, so I brought red wine."



"Oh, we can open this later." Kakashi put the bottle on the side table and asked Iruka to sit down.



It had been a long time since Iruka had eaten yakitori. He usually ate only ramen or salads. The grilled chicken was excellent with grilled leek and boiled rice. Cold beer perfected the meal.



"You're an amazing cook Kakashi-san." Iruka leaned back his stomach full.



"Nah, you just don't eat proper food enough."



Kakashi gathered the plates and wiped the table. Then he lifted two small cups with pale jello. He made dessert? Iruka's eyes lit, he had a sweet tooth. He's perfect. Iruka looked at Kakashi his eyes alight with happiness.



"Well go on, taste it."



Iruka took a spoonful of jello. It was fresh and the sweet taste of honey cut the edge of grapefruit. Iruka closed his eyes and let the jello caress his taste receptors. It was the perfect dessert for the dinner. Light and fresh.



"Kakashi, you're a treasure."



"Thank you." Kakashi smiled "Should we move to the living room?"



Iruka nodded. Kakashi grabbed the bottle of wine and two glasses. He had his mask under his arm.



"Please don't put it on" Iruka hurried nodding towards Kakashi's mask "You have such a beautiful face, I like to look at it."



Kakashi turned his gaze away. Iruka could see a hint of red rising to his cheeks, but he put the mask down on the table with wine glasses.



"Please make yourself at home. I'll open the wine."



Iruka sat on the dark blue couch. It was soft and comfortable. His gaze wandered around the room. Venetian blinds hung over the windows, they were open to cast a stripy shadow on the light gray carpet. Iruka was getting anxious. He knew what was coming after a few glasses of wine. He wanted Kakashi, but he wasn't sure if he was ready to let him enter him. Even so, he couldn't make Kakashi wait forever.



"Penny for your thoughts."



"I was just thinking about us." Shit, how did that slip out.



"Hn, and what about us?"



"Nothing special. Just thinking."



"Oh." Kakashi didn't sound convinced.



Instead of asking more he offered Iruka a glass filled with dark red wine. Iruka smelled it before taking a small sip. The taste was full and sweet. He knew he should let it breath for a while but he was too nervous. Soon his glass was empty and Kakashi filled it again. Before Iruka had the chance to empty his second glass Kakashi turned to him. His fingers ran through Iruka's hair. His hand petted his cheek and his thumb trailed the scar running across Iruka's nose. His soft lips pressed against the side of Iruka's mouth. It was exciting but where it was leading made Iruka more nervous.



"You don't have to be scared." Kakashi whispered.



"I-I'm not."



"I promise I won't do anything you don't want me to do."



Kakashi's words calmed Iruka a bit. He wasn't afraid of Kakashi. No, he was afraid of his own reactions. He wanted to have sex with Kakashi. He wanted to wrap his legs around the Jounin and feel him deep inside himself. But it had been too long since the last time. He was sure it would hurt. And when it would hurt how would he react? Would the emotions he had pushed aside reemerge? Would he ever get over that horrible experience?



"Shh. You're trembling." Kakashi's voice was soft.



He pulled Iruka into his arms and hugged him lovingly.



"We don't have to do anything. We can just sit here and talk. Have some wine. And if you want, you can just go home tonight." Kakashi soothed him "I don't want to pressure you. I don't want you to push yourself."



The fear and anxiousness slowly faded. Iruka could breath more easily. He felt warm and safe in Kakashi's arms. The familiar scent of the older man made him feel all fuzzy inside. The warmth and closeness of the jounin woke another feeling. We could try. Just a little bit, it would be okay, wouldn't it? And if I can't do it we could do other stuff... Iruka tilted his head and his lips came into contact with Kakashi's throat. A strong hand petted his back. Iruka opened his lips and pecked the soft skin. He felt Kakashi's Adam's apple go up and back down as the jounin swallowed.



Iruka let his hands travel up and down Kakashi's upper body. The fabric covering it was thin and tight fit, he could feel each rise and hollow through it. His hands wandered, mapping each part. Iruka breathed against Kakashi's throat. Goose bumps rose on his skin in telling shivers that tickled Kakashi's spine. He pushed his tongue out and slid it up to Kakashi's ear. Iruka's fingers found a tight little nub on the jounin's chest and nipped it gently. Kakashi breathed more heavily, his slacks were visibly bulging with a growing erection.



"I want to try." Iruka whispered in Kakashi's ear.



He could see the jounin go rigid and a heady flush tinted his cheeks. Iruka was fully enjoying the effect his touches and words had on the older man. He bent down and put his mouth over the hard pebble he had been nipping. He breathed his hot breath through the thin fabric and felt Kakashi tense under him. Suddenly Kakashi's hands got back to life and pulled Iruka's long sleeved shirt's tail up and over his head. The skilful hands petted his back and sides, reaching to the front. Iruka pressed Kakashi's nipple between his teeth. Kakashi wasn't as sensitive in there as he was so he pinched it a bit harder, pulling it until he heard a gasp from the older man.



Iruka's hands worked along Kakashi's sides, untucking his shirt tail, revealing the taut abdomen. His mouth left the nipple and attacked the ivory-white skin, sucking it and biting it softly. His tongue dipped into Kakashi's navel as his fingers swiftly untied the string meant to keep the slacks above his hips.



"Iruka, you don't have to."



"I know."



Promptly he pulled the slacks down and Kakashi's stiff erection sprang free. It was big and lightly red. Iruka licked his lips. He wanted to take it into his mouth and give Kakashi the same pleasure he had gotten only a few days past. His mouth watered but he wasn't sure what to do. Of course this wasn't the first time he had given head, but it was the first time with Kakashi and he wanted it to be perfect.



Kakashi's hands petted Iruka's back, not rushing though the anticipation was thick in the air. Iruka slid his tongue out and brushed it against the waiting tip. It twitched and a droplet of precum trickled from it. He licked it off pressing his tongue against the thin slit.



"Haa" Kakashi breathed almost inaudibly.



Iruka's lips engulfed the head of Kakashi's erection while his tongue kept on licking and pressing against the slit. Iruka's firm grip on Kakashi's hips prevented the hard length thrusting deep into his throat as the jounin bucked his hips up. He let his mouth sink lower, tantalizingly slow. Kakashi's hips moved as much as they could, urging Iruka to go more quickly. Half way in Iruka pulled back and pushed his head back down, all the way.



"Nng..ah!" Kakashi gasped.



Kakashi's hardness was long and thick. It filled Iruka's mouth and dived deep into his throat. Iruka sucked it in a peaceful rhythm, sliding his tongue along the length. Iruka's pants were squeezing his own erection almost too tightly. He was on his knees next to Kakashi on the couch and bending down to his lap, tasting the man. His hips made involuntary movements as the rigid length drove deep into his throat. He felt his pants open, they were pulled down. Iruka kicked them off. His penis jolted as it was freed from its constraints.



The hard flesh filling his mouth, the taste of precum on his tongue made Iruka's neglected hardness weep. He was more aroused than he had been in recent memory. He wanted to feel the massive cock inside him.



"Oh Gods!" Iruka's head shot backward as a slick finger pushed firmly against his entrance.



He lifted his hips more up and took the delicious hardness back into his mouth. He sucked it more as the finger encircled his hole, teasing him. Iruka pressed against the bantering finger and it slid inside, only to the first joint.



"Ah, Kakashi... please." He moaned his mouth against Kakashi's hardness.



Swiftly Kakashi rose up and positioned himself behind Iruka. A hot tongue pressed against Iruka's orifice, licking it wet. Iruka panted and leaned his shoulder against the seat. The firm and smooth tongue pushed against the opening and slowly slid in. Kakashi's breath felt hot and exciting around his entrance. It pushed deeper in stretching his passage slightly, pushing as deep as it could get. Kakashi's lips pressed around his tight ring of muscles and sucked.



"Oh... oh Gods..." Iruka moaned.



The tongue slid out and licked around Iruka's rear. It slipped every now and then in. Then it retreated. Iruka felt a finger slide inside him... no two fingers. They sank into his passage agonizingly slow. Iruka pushed his behind more up to get them sink faster, but they didn't. The slippery tongue licked around the fingers now wriggling inside him. They pulled out and pushed back in, scissoring deep inside him. Preparing him to take in something much bigger.



Third digit joined with the other two. It hurt a bit, but when they went in and out it wasn't unbearable. They thrust all the way in and started moving and it hurt more. A hot breath caressed his ass cheek before Kakashi's teeth bit into his flesh. Not too hard, but hard enough for Iruka to be detracted from the other pain he was feeling. A hand wound around Iruka's wet arousal. It had wept so much that the whole length was slick.



"Ahh! Kakashi..." Iruka breathed.



Three fingers were thrusting into him, wriggling inside his rear, and he pushed against them. Wanting them to sink further inside, to fill him. The hand stroking his arousal was drawing the inevitable too fast.



"Kakashi, please... Enter me."



The hand stroking Iruka seized and the fingers stopped thrusting. For a half a second everything stood still. Like holding its breath. Then the fingers were pulled out and Iruka felt the hard tip press against his entrance. Kakashi took a tight grip from Iruka's hips.



"Is it okay?" Kakashi's voice was thick and husky "Are you sure?"



"Yes, please Kakashi. Now... I want to feel you inside." Iruka breathed.



He was so aroused he could come from the thought of having Kakashi inside him. He didn't want to wait any longer. He pushed himself against the rigid cock positioned against his orifice. The muscles gave in against the intruding flesh. Inch by inch Kakashi sank into Iruka's tight passage. Kakashi felt huge. Iruka bit his tongue and tried to relax as much as he could. He fought the urge to contract his muscles and push the intruder out. A few more seconds and Kakashi was in, all the way down to the hilt. Soothing hands petted the small of Iruka's back.



"Are you alright?" Kakashi's voice was gentle but Iruka knew it took a lot for him to restrain himself.



"Yeah."



Kakashi filled Iruka completely, he felt stretched, full and good. Kakashi had done a great job preparing him. It didn't hurt a bit—or at least not much. The Jounin made an experimental thrust. Iruka's muscles tensed around the thick hardness inside him. Kakashi thrust again and Iruka tensed less. After a few shallow thrust Kakashi was able move more. He took Iruka's hips and slammed into him couple of times before twisting his hips and adjusting his angle. A few more thrusts and Iruka's back arched.



"Oh gods, yes! Again!" he demanded.



Kakashi complied. He aimed at the same spot and rammed his shaft deep into Iruka. Oh gods, how I've missed this! Too soon Iruka felt the pressure building. He pressed his eyes shut and willed it to stay down. Like an old submarine too deep in the ocean, hearing the pressure push the walls in, trying to hold together. Each thrust enhance the ecstatic feeling, ready to crest. Kakashi quickened up his pace. He was cramming into Iruka with more force. He spread Iruka's buttocks and thrust further in. Iruka cried out as the pulsating hardness hit his prostate.



Iruka was speeding towards his completion. The rush came with a torrent of ecstatic spasms. His muscles tightened around Kakashi.



"Ka- kashi! I... can't... Ahh!"



Iruka's whole body went rigid, he held his breath. Kakashi took Iruka's need and stroked it as he rammed into the tensed body. Iruka couldn't move. He swayed with Kakashi's thrusts unable to do anything but feel the apex coming painfully near. The ecstatic cry echoed from the walls when Iruka's body jerked, arching his back. He panted and moaned shooting his load onto his stomach, Kakashi's hand and the couch beneath him. Somewhere behind the haze of his orgasm Iruka could hear Kakashi climaxing. He let out a low grunt as he released his seed into the Chuunin.







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Yakitori is pieces of chicken meat skewered on a bamboo skewer and barbecued.