Ecchi no shachou

 

PART THIRTEEN: Nikkō

It was a hot day. Iruka’s face was sweating under the sunglasses. He decided that plain blue jeans and his favorite white button up shirt with rolled up sleeves will do for the trip. More suitable for ‘business meetings’ clothes were packed and waited in his suitcase, cleaned, ironed and ready to use. Iruka wanted to take a shower after their 69 on the couch but Kakashi insisted that they didn’t have the time so he just cleaned himself up quickly and put on some comfortable clothes. Now Kakashi was practically glued to his side the whole time smelling Iruka’s neck and hair and telling him every two minutes how sexy he smelled. Iruka was tired and pissed.  

“Why are we here?  Shouldn’t we take a direct train to Tobu-Nikkō?”

“Tohoku Shinkansen is faster. We’ll go to Utsunomiya and there we’ll rent a car. It will take about two hours and the comfort of the first part of the trip will be worth it.” 

Of course… 

“Oh, please, Ruka, don’t make this face. This year JR East introduced Gran Class on its newest train sets on the Tohoku Shinkansen. You’re gonna love it! It’s comparable to first class on airplanes. I’m telling you, those seats are even more spacious and comfortable than Green Car seats. And the food…”

“Well, I wouldn’t know. I’ve never even traveled in Green Cars before.”

Iruka seriously hoped that those amazingly spacious seats would allow him some distance from his boss. The blue train arrived exactly on time and they moved to the tenth car decorated with a yellow hexagon sign of a Gran Class.

When they got in he looked around and… his eyes moved from the set of two seats on one side to the single one on the other. It was probably useless but he decided to try this obvious escape route anyway. He didn’t even take a full step in the direction of a single seat before Kakashi’s hand had grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him back, not very subtly. Then Iruka had to quickly decide if he wanted to sit by the window. He didn’t. He wanted to have as much space and way to escape as possible but Kakashi’s hands grabbed his shoulders and pushed him subtly into the seat by the window. He frowned at Kakashi’s stupidly smiling face.

“It’s just so you would have a nice view.”

Iruka didn’t answer. He just turned his head to the window and ignored the rest of the world. Kakashi observed his handsome face. Iruka looked great in casual clothes and so… youthfull...  These glasses suited him perfectly. They were right above the scar making it practically invisible. He looked badass. His pony tail was slightly less tight than usual so some unruly strands were hanging loose around his beautiful face… Yes, Iruka’s face was beautiful. Kakashi didn’t really notice that before. He found Iruka attractive and handsome but he clearly remembered that at the very beginning he thought that his face was rather plain looking while now he couldn’t miss the fact that it was perfect. Smooth (aside from the scar) tanned skin, straight nose, eyebrows shaped in this very attractive way, long and thick eyelashes and dark eyes… He was so exotic and  sexy. Plain white shirt contrasted vividly with his skin. Kakashi wanted to touch him. He wanted to taste him. He was getting hard. He studied Iruka’s indifferent expression. Iruka’s cheekbones were also perfect and Kakashi tried not to think about sucking his ears or his chin… his throat… His dick…

The train shot like bullet and Iruka relaxed into his seat. Kakashi let him do it for a moment and busied himself with a hostess. He spent about fifteen minutes ordering two stupid ekiben boxes! And YES, Iruka actually checked, it really did took him THAT long. And it was because he had been shamelessly flirting with this slutty girl. Iruka rubbed his temples and tried to ignore this girl’s irritating giggles but he couldn’t stop worry that she would swoon and fall on him… or on Kakashi. That would be even worse! …But he wasn’t jealous. It was just that the girl had no shame. And Kakashi, this stupid fucker…

Iruka clenched his fists. It was time to leave. He stood up.

“Excuse me…”

He tried to step over the obstacle that were Kakashi’s long stretched out legs.

“Ruka, where are you going?”

Kakashi grabbed his hip. His fucking hip! He could grab his arm or just NOTHING, but of course he had to grab his hip. Iruka froze and couldn’t stop the blush slowly creeping onto his cheeks. Kakashi was smiling, but not his idiotic cute smile to rile him up but the subtle sexy smirk.

“I… I’m going to the bathroom.”

Iruka’s hand connected with Kakashi’s on his hip with a loud slapping sound. Kakashi winced. It stung like a bitch. And then his thumb moved. Luckily it wasn’t enough to make Iruka hard but it felt nice and it made him blush a lot more. The hostess stopped giggling. She was staring. Iruka caught the evil glint in his boss’ visible eye but it was too late. Kakashi hooked one finger in a belt loop of Iruka’s jeans and pulled him onto his lap. Now that DID woke Iruka’s arousal.

“Kakashi-san!!! Let me go!”

Iruka struggled to stand up but it took him a while before Kakashi decided to let go. Before he managed to free himself the hostess was gone. Iruka fixed his rumpled shirt and sat back in his seat. He didn’t need  to go anyway. He crossed his arms on his chest and pouted.

“I’m glad I didn’t order anything to eat. She would probably spit to my food after what you did.”

“She wouldn’t!”

Iruka shot him “a look” that was saying: Are you dumb?

Kakashi shrugged. “The boxes are foiled! Besides I ordered for you anyway.” Kakashi handed Iruka one of the two boxes. “They have really good food in here and with all this sex and being arrested you probably haven’t eaten anything today yet.”

Iruka wanted to die. That was Kakashi’s abridgement of Iruka’s Saturday morning… and it was actually true. Iruka silently opened the box, took his chopsticks and dig into the delicious food. Kakashi looked at him and smiled with satisfaction hearing Iruka’s appreciative purr. This smug bastard didn’t seem to be embarrassed about their little trysts in the slightest. After the morning round Iruka tried to flee from the situation into a denial telling himself that it was a mistake which Kakashi would regret. He had been so busy with feeding his mind with absurd arguments that he didn’t even noticed that pervert in the subway… He wanted to laugh at his own stupidity. To think that he had thought that Kakashi was straight just because he read Icha Icha… Oh Gods…

But Iruka was always very good at lying to himself. He was probably the only person that he could actually successfully lie to… Others always could read him like a book. So now was the time to face the truth. Kakashi was obviously strongly bisexual and he was interested in Iruka. Was it good or bad? Was that the only reason he even hired Iruka? Would he fire him when he got what he wanted? That would explain a lot. All the pieces finally started to fit the puzzle that was that mysterious job offer. Seriously, how could Iruka not think about it earlier? He was really stupid and naïve. To think that he had actually believed that Kakashi would hire him because he was a good person… Stupid, stupid dolphin… This whole trip to Nikkō was probably just a nice scenery for the weekend full of hot gay sex. Perfect.

What were the options now? He could throw a fit, tell Kakashi that he was a bastard and catch a train back to Tokyo from Utsunomiya. He could also go to Nikkō and enjoy the weekend of hot gay sex with the most handsome man he had ever seen. Then he would probably lose his job afterward, but the first option would end the same way. And there was no way to lie even to himself about which option would be more enjoyable. Also, admitting that he only now realized what was going on would just show Kakashi how stupid he actually was. And he didn’t want that. He still wanted to be seen by Kakashi as someone… better. He wanted Kakashi to like him. And that pissed him off. It pissed him off that he actually liked the man. He liked him a lot. Even if he was a bastard that only wanted to use him he still liked him and he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t even help but be jealous of a stupid hostess…

He was angry, sad, hurt… He had enough of this… Why was he always that week…? Hasn’t he learnt anything from the whole mess with Mizuki? He needed a drink.

He got up again

“Where are you going?”

“I need a drink.” 

Iruka didn’t stop but Kakashi was right behind him. They spotted a hostess almost immediately. Kakashi’s hand found its way around Iruka’s slim waist and brought him closer.

“Excuse me…” Kakashi gave the hostess a lady-killer smile. “I would like to order a lemon ice-tea and a Premium Can for my…” He gave Iruka bedroom eyes… well, one eye. “…my companion.”

The girl blushed but Iruka only rolled his eyes. That was new. His goal was to make Iruka blush, not the girl.  It seemed that the brunette was getting more immune to Kakashi’s teasing and he would have to try harder in the future but for now… Iruka brutally pushed him away and went back to his seat. Kakashi followed like a good dog looking for the last time at the blushing girl. He knew that look. It said: Leave the spoiled brat and take me, me, ME!

“Iruka… what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I’m just glad that the wine is canned because otherwise your stupid behavior would guarantee the spit in my drink...”

“Are you jealous?”

Kakashi was grinning but Iruka just gave him “the look” again. And this time Kakashi really felt like an idiot. There was very few people in the world that could make him feel like this…

“Yes, Kakashi-san. That’s it. I’m jealous of my boss. I’m afraid that you will replace me with one of those girls…”

“What’s with this tone? You try to be sarcastic?”

Kakashi frowned and his tone wasn’t sweet and teasing anymore. It resembled more of his ‘business tone’.

“Not at all.” Sarcasm was practically dripping from Iruka’s every word.

“Don’t do that. It doesn’t suit you.”

“Then what suits me? Being always naïve and nice?”

Kakashi knew  that it was going to turn into a fight but he had no idea why. He didn’t like this foreign side of his sweet assistant. It was obvious that something was wrong and it had something to do with him. 

He felt stupid because he really wanted Iruka to be jealous and he hoped that the brunette with his crazy temper would show it. It would be fun! BUT… Now that he thought of it he also realised that Iruka had no right to do anything like that. He had a temper but he also had his pride. He just wouldn’t do anything that stupid even if the jealousy was to kill him. It was just the way he was and Kakashi actually liked it. That’s why he suddenly felt like a jerk. He wanted Iruka to be more self assured. He wanted to give him this right to fight for Kakashi but…. Guess he forgot…. But they were dating, right? So what was Iruka’s problem anyway? Kakashi was lost. He hasn’t feel that helpless in a long time. 

The girl with their drinks finally arrived. Iruka moved his sunglasses to rest above his forehead and out of habit he gave the girl a warm smile. The girl locked her eyes with Iruka’s chocolate ones and retuned the smile with a slight blush. A moment earlier she was wondering with her friends what a rich and handsome guy like Kakashi did with a dark skinned spoiled brat like him. Now she knew. Iruka taking off his glasses was all it took. 

And now it was Kakashi’s turn to be jealous. He wanted to keep all Iruka’s smiles for himself. He wanted Iruka to look only at him. He wanted his attention. That’s why he loved it so much when Iruka yelled at him – because then he was sure that he had the dolphin’s full attention. Now… he was furious. The girl’s hand brushed Iruka’s and she giggled. 

“THAT’S ENOUGH!”

This time only Iruka blushed. He had never heard Kakashi raise his voice before. This was the first time and it made his heart beat faster. 

The girl gave him a scared look but still smiled hoping that it was all. 

She was wrong.

“DON’T TOUCH HIM.”

This part wasn’t shouted. It was a low hiss that sounded a lot more threatening than anything Iruka had ever heard. The girl was scared to death. She tried to say something but her stuttered apology only irritated Kakashi more. He took Iruka’s hand in his and kissed his palm. Iruka was too stunned to stop him. 

The girl left but Kakashi didn’t let go of Iruka’s hand. He lowered it to his lap and just held. Neither of them said anything until they reached Utsunomiya. They left the train still holding hands. Iruka didn’t know why he let that happen. It felt nice and… God knows why he felt like Kakashi had all the right to shit like that… It pissed him off too but he was too tired, physically as well as mentally, to care. They rent a car and of course Kakashi was driving. He looked really good like that. Iruka had to fight the urge to stare at him and turned his eyes to the landscapes behind the window. He remembered the first time he was seeing his boss behind the wheel and a blush was threatening to flood his cheeks at the memory of their supposed dates. Kakashi was so weird sometimes…

Surprisingly Kakashi was the one who couldn’t stand the silence any longer.

“Are you mad at me?”

Iruka turned his eyes back to his companion.

“No… I just… I don’t know. I’m sorry. I’m just tired and grumpy.”

“I don’t like when other people touch you.”

To leave no doubts about what particular incident he was referring to he took Iruka’s hand in his once again and held it. Iruka didn’t comment so Kakashi took it as a good sign. His good mood was coming back.

“So, you said you like onsen… I can’t wait to show the private baths in Honke Bankyu.”

“Honke Bankyu?.... “

“It’s the name of the ryokan we’re staying in. It will take about an hour to get there from Utsunomiya. They have an exclusive open-air hot spa. It’s great!”

Iruka’s eyes widened. He loved onsen even more than tempura and ramen! And he would have a hot spring just for himself!... and Kakashi…but it didn’t bother him all that much. He liked the thought that he would have a chance to admire the divine body of his boss for a little longer…

“I’ve been there few times with Itachi and Sasuke. Those freaks would never enter the public bath.”

“Are you kidding?”

“Nope! They’re freaks. I’m telling you. Are you sure you want your son to hang out with Sasuke?”

Iruka chuckled.

“Yea, I guess I am. I don’t really know him but from what I’ve seen, I think he’s nice.”

“NICE?! Sasuke Uchiha? NEVER! He doesn’t know nice… he’s allergic to nice behavior!”

“He was nice to me.”

“True! It pissed me off. He’s never nice to me and I practically raised the brat! And he made me jealous!”

“Ha, ha! Jealous of your young pupil…”

“Not of him, you ungrateful creature! Of YOU!”

“Me?”

“Sure. You know, I am kind of possessive sometimes and since we’re dating it only got worse.”

“Dating? Very funny…”

Kakashi looked hurt.

“What do you mean, Ruka? What’s so funny about us dating? We look good together and you are perfect for me!”

“Really? How so?”

“You just are. Everyone can see that I’m happier since I have found you. You make me a better person! Seriously. I’m sure that for a year or two my own friends won’t recognize me!”

“Because you’ll be beaten into a pulp?”

“Nooooooo! Because I’ll be a good person… I will get up early and I won’t be late all the time…”

Iruka couldn’t stop smiling. He knew that Kakashi is just joking but the vision of the two of them actually dating and staying together for years was just too good to not think about it for a moment. 

“Then I would have to dump you because I like you the way you are.”

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Deidara refused to dress up just to go out with his assholish boss. It didn’t matter that Itachi looked like a fucking model. The blond just picked up some jeans from the floor, checked in case there were any burned holes in them and threw them onto the couch. Then he turned his back to Itachi and pulled his boxers down to his knees. Then he straightened up and let them fall down the rest of the way down to his ankles. He stepped out of his underwear and picked up the discarded trousers, his legs just slightly spread.  

He was wiry. The muscles of his buttocks were probably hard as steel. He looked like a marble sculpture. For Itachi this view was a work of art and he would argue about that even with Deidara.

His legs were long and covered with some minor scars… but honestly Itachi wasn’t paying attention to Deidara’s legs. He couldn’t look away from this particular spot… just below his buttocks… or more like between them. The blond was skinny and muscled so in a lower part of his butt his cheeks didn’t meet. They were slightly spread showing clearly what Itachi wanted to see for so long. He couldn’t believe it. It was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. A hot vision of his middle finger coated in saliva disappearing right there clouded his thoughts. And it wasn’t all! Just a tad bit lower was another treasured view beautifully presented between the lean thighs… It was telling Itachi a lot about what he would see if Deidara turned around. 

And then the blond started to put on his trousers, lifting one leg and then the other one, bending over, showing more and more… Itachi knew that there’s no point in trying to hide his arousal. His trousers left very little to imagination so his erection was now quite evident. Deidara pulled up his jeans and then a zipper of his fly but left the button undone. Then he turned around to face his boss, blond silky hair hiding the right side of his pretty face. His eyes rested on the bulge in Itachi’s trousers. He stepped closer. 

Itachi leaned his back on the door frame and looked at Deidara’s still bare chest. The blond was as close to Itachi as it was possible. The smell of Itachi’s cologne hit his nostrils and tingled pleasantly. Itachi raised his eyes to Deidara’s lips and licked his own. Deidara’s long slim fingers brushed softly Itachi’s belt buckle. Itachi’s sharp intake of breath made him smirk. Their eyes met for a long moment pulling them to each other, begging them to surrender to the burning desire that was killing them for years. It would be so easy now. Their lips were almost touching. All there was to do was to close the gap and the rest would just happen. Deidara refused to be the one to do it. Itachi was hard because of him. He would fuck him if Deidara let him… but he wouldn’t. Itachi was a bastard after all.

Itachi was dying to taste those lips but he was pretty sure that the blond demon was only teasing him. He was right. Deidara chuckled and pulled away slightly.

“Too bad you’re such a bastard. You look really hot in red. It could be fun…”

And then he just turned away and went to put on some relatively clean T-shirt. Itachi could push him onto the bed and fuck but he was pretty sure that the blond would punch him… 

“And you call me a bastard…?”

Dedara laughed while Itachi sighed and moved to the bathroom to take care of his… condition.

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After Iruka’s last words they were both stunned. Iruka couldn’t believe that he had said it out loud and Kakashi that anyone would ever say anything like that about him. And Iruka of all people!!! First he was shocked but then overwhelmingly happy.

“You really think that?”

Now what? “Yes” was a bad answer and “No” even worse…

“Well… yea I guess… I don’t know you well but I like what you let me to know…”

“You have the right to know everything. That’s what the dates are after all, right? I’ll tell you everything you want, Ruka. Just ask.”

Kakashi never talked about himself to anyone but he wanted to tell Iruka everything. He wanted to pathetically bare himself in front this cute and naïve man and trust him completely. How stupid was that?!

Iruka was very surprised. He didn’t expect Kakashi to ever say something like that but at the same time ha actually had been prepared. How many times he dreamed about this kind of opportunity? Every night? Two times a day? He had those questions at the tip of his tongue all for weeks.

“Have you ever loved someone?”

“Of course…” Kakashi smirked again.

“I mean, have you ever been in love with someone.”

“Yes.”

“Will you tell me who it was?”

“Let’s make a deal. I’ll tell you about my first love now and then I’ll tell you about the other one after you finally buy the damn house!”

Iruka averted his eyes from Kakashi’s penetrating gaze. He hated to think about this whole ‘house thing’ because it meant that Kakashi wanted to settle down. It was suppose to be Kakashi’s home. It was pissing Iruka off that Kakashi had asked him to choose for him. Their messed up relationship was difficult enough already. There was no need to add more difficulties. It was hurting Iruka but of course he would never complain about it to his boss.

“…Fine. Tell me about your first love.”

“He was my best friend.”

“He?”

“Yes. He was an Uchiha. His name was Obito and we were best friends practically since we were born. Our families were neighbors. He was clumsy and loud and he was nothing like the rest of the Uchiha clan. I was cold, ambitious and very capable. I was everything he wasn’t. I often teased him and made him cry and he just wanted to be better than me…”

Kakashi laughed softly but his eye was showing only sadness.

“When I was fourteen he said he’s in love with a girl from our school. She lived on the same street as we did. I never liked her but when he said that he had some feelings for her… what I felt was pure hatred. That’s when I realized my own feelings for Bito. I agreed to hang out with her more just to make him happy. When we were sixteen she confessed to me. I admit I was harsh to her back then. I let all the hate I held for so long to just flow right out through my mouth. I told her about Obito’s feelings for her. She knew about it already and said that she could never love him back. I was so angry I almost hit her…”

Iruka warily watched as Kakashi’s hand tightening the grip it had on a steering wheel. He looked like he was going to hit her right now! Iruka wanted to believe that Kakashi wouldn’t hit a girl but…

“I only didn’t because it would make Obito sad and angry. She must have been blind or utterly stupid because it took her another five years to realize that Obito is the best thing that will ever happen to her in this life. He was so happy when he called to tell me about their engagement… And I was happy too. I really was. I already knew that he would never be mine so I just wanted him to finally be happy. Back then I was Itachi’s mentor. I tried to teach him everything that he would have never learned in school. The same stuff I teach Sasuke now… We were spending a summer in Hokkaido fixing some dying business. It was the first thing I actually let Itachi do. He planned everything perfectly and when I accepted his methods and goals he proceeded with everything with my supervision and minor help. He was brilliant. The whole thing was a great success for the company as well as for Itachi and me. I was very proud of him. He wanted to celebrate… We made a party. He invited his parents. Sasuke was on some language summer camp so there was no way he would come. I invited Obito… I really wanted to spend some time with him alone before the wedding… I was selfish. Uchiha’s private plane had crashed during the take off. I have never stopped blaming myself for his death just as Itachi never stopped to blame himself for the death of his parents and above all for making Sasuke an orphan.”

Iruka didn’t know what to say. Just from Kakashi’s uncharacteristic serious tone he should have expect something like that but… nothing could prepare him for what he had heard. It was terrible. There was no point in saying that he was sorry but he felt that he should say it anyway because it was true. He really felt sorry for Kakashi, Itachi and Sasuke. He lifted the pale hand he was still holding in his and pressed it to his lips, putting all his feelings into the tender kiss.

For the rest of the trip they talked comfortably about everything and the heavy atmosphere from earlier was completely forgotten. By the time they reached the hotel it was late but Kakashi insisted for a stroll before dinner.

The white Japanese styled wooden building was amazing, perfectly harmonized with the wild of surrounding nature. Some old lady wearing a traditional clothing came out to welcome them in the ryokan, while two men came to take their stuff to their room.

“Welcome to the Honke Banyu! I hope you’ll enjoy your stay in Yunishigawa Onsen-Kyo.”

They entered the hotel. Iruka could hear the soft hum of a stream that was running on the other side of the building. He couldn’t wait to see it.

They were walking slowly through the wide space of the hall. Kakashi was pointing to different directions, telling Iruka where is the dining and where is the open air hot spa. The whole place was amazing, decorated in traditional way with thick wooden elements.

Finally they reached their room. It was a huge Japanese styled suite, decorated even more beautifully than the rest of the ryokan. Iruka was mesmerized. There was everything! Big shoji doors on two walls were opened, revealing amazing view of the green area and tatami mats covered all the floors. In the middle of the main room was a small dark wooden table for two people and on the small dais was a plasma TV. It was definitely better that staying at home doing laundry.

“Do you like it?” Kakashi was standing right behind his back and Iruka didn’t even notice. Now the hot breath hitting the back of his neck made him shiver.

“I love it…” Iruka whispered.

“The best is out there…”

Kakashi put his hands on Iruka’s hips and gently pushed him toward another door. Iruka opened them and saw something that made him almost moan. Small private hot spa!

“I’m in heaven…”

Kakashi chuckled and hugged Iruka draping his arms around the slim waist of the younger man. Iruka relaxed.

“I knew you would like it. But now I want to show you fireflies on the Kazura Bridge. Then we’ll go eat or order some food to the room and take a bath. How does that sound?”

“Perfect…”

He took Iruka to the bridge holding his hand and watched with amusement as the dolphin admired the beautiful landscape. The view really was amazing but Kakashi could only admire Iruka. He didn’t see the beautiful sunset, only the light of it shining in Iruka’s hair and eyes. He didn’t enjoy an evening breeze, only the fact that it moved the loose strands around Iruka’s face. He didn’t even see the fireflies, only how they made Iruka smile or the river aside from the water droplets on Iruka’s face when the brunette decided to wash his face in the cold liquid.

There was nothing more than Iruka… Kakashi was screwed…

TBC.

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AN: I have no idea if Premium Can Wine is actually available in this shikansen… If it’s not then... well, screw this, it’s just a fanfic.