Fighting Dreamers

Chapter 2
"Moving on Up"


Kakashi tossed and turned, struggling to get some sleep. His large, empty bed mocked him, it seemed. Images of the brunette kept assaulting him. He wanted him again – wanted him sleeping beside him.

It was strange that he couldn’t control himself, and it was frustrating.

It was true that a good romp in the sack was a rare treat in his life. It wouldn’t have been such a rarity if he liked women, as they were constantly flirting with him, but that wasn’t the case. There were very few openly gay men in Konoha that he knew of. That was why, while investigating some criminal activity in a poor, civilian village on the northern border of Fire, he jumped at the chance to sleep with a male prostitute that catered to gay men.

He’d overheard some men talking about him in an alley and decided to conduct a personal investigation. He hadn’t been disappointed. He had told himself that it would only be one time, and he would forget about the prostitute after it was over.

He soon realized that it was easier said than done. The mission had been completed and he was back in Konoha, tortured by images of the delectable brunette moaning while Kakashi enjoyed the best sex of his life.

He flipped onto his other side, then onto his back, and finally just gave up. He pictured the man with his head tilted back and his lips parted, the arch of his back, the pretty way he moaned – half in pain, and half in pleasure. Roughly, he fisted his erection until he came hard into his hand.

Jerking himself off just wasn’t as satisfying anymore. Resignedly, Kakashi got up to go clean himself off. It had been almost two months. Surely it wouldn’t look suspicious if he returned to the village? He had a record of fifteen years without requesting any vacation time. Maybe he could take a few days? It would have to be the last time – absolutely the last time – and it would have to sate him.

~*~

Iruka could practically feel Naruto humming with excitement.

“Are we going yet?” He asked for the millionth time that morning. Iruka laughed, almost as eager as Naruto was.

“Not yet, you still have to get your things out of the bathroom. Go finish packing!” Iruka reminded him. Naruto made a protesting noise, but dashed off to complete the last bit of packing. They were only taking what they could carry with a rented donkey. Iruka didn’t want to waste money having the furniture moved when it really wasn’t worth the trouble. He’d sold it all the day before and made enough that he could easily replace it once they were settled in their new home.

The day seemed so filled with promise – with hope and excitement. It was as if the heavy burdens that were holding him down had been lifted. Naruto would soon be attending one of the best schools in the country and preparing for a career that would make him very well off in life. As for him, the kind of work he’d had to do to pay for that dream was behind him, and that was almost too good to believe. It still hadn’t fully sunk in.

Of course, he’d have to work in Konoha. He’d have to pay rent and buy groceries and all the other expenses of living, but that could be done on a smaller salary.

Naruto came skidding back into the room with the small bag.

“There! That’s the last one! Can we go now? Please?!” Iruka nodded.

“Yeah, we can go now. I have our passports, I finished all the things I needed to do, and the donkey is waiting for us at the edge of town. This is it, Naruto. It’s really happening,” Iruka said, a huge grin splitting his face. Naruto squealed in excitement and hurled himself into Iruka’s arms, hugging him tightly around the neck.

“Okay, let’s go!” he yelled, grabbing as many bags as he could and racing out the door. Iruka, laughing, picked up the rest and followed after him. He didn’t look back.

It was very early, and the village that operated mostly at nighttime was quiet and desolate. A filthy man dressed in raggedy clothes stood at the village gates with a tired looking animal.

“Just return him to the stable in Konoha,” the man said before passing off the reigns. “There’s some food and water for him in the bag. He’ll need to stop once, about halfway there for a break. Give me your bags,” he ordered. Iruka and Naruto passed them over, waiting for the bags to be secured so they could set off. They watched as the bags were strapped on impossibly slowly until finally the task was done and the man said, “Alright, you’re good to go.”

Iruka shared a meaningful look with Naruto.

“You ready?” Iruka asked. The blonde boy nodded, reaching out to grab his hand.

“Ready!”

The two of them left through the opened gates with everything they owned and with the tireless energy of two people working towards a dream.

~*~

Iruka had expected things to be hard for them, but he hadn’t expected the obstacles to come so soon. He stood protectively in front of Naruto, armed with the small knife he always carried around for protection. In front of them stood two, unsavory men cracking their knuckles. They had almost made it to Konoha, too.

“There’s a fee to pass through this part of the forest,” the largest one said, grinning maliciously. Behind Iruka, Naruto began to growl.

“Get outta our way! We aren’t giving you anything!”

“Naruto, hush!” Iruka barked, grabbing the small boy by his shoulder to prevent him from charging at the thieves.

“Yeah kid, better listen to your daddy. Now give us the money you’ve got and we’ll let you go – no trouble at all,” the smaller, more malicious looking man snarled. Iruka clenched his teeth. He wouldn’t give them Naruto’s tuition money. He just couldn’t.

“Naruto, stay back,” he ordered, his voice sounding scary even to his own ears. Naruto stared up at him in surprise, but stepped backwards obediently, his blue eyes large and worried. Iruka narrowed his eyes at the thieves. “I’m not giving you shit. I worked too damn hard for my money to just give it up. If you want it, you’re going to have to take it. I won’t make it easy for you,” Iruka growled. The thieves quickly exchanged looks, obviously wondering if Iruka would pose a challenge or not.

The largest one took a step forward, obviously deciding that he wasn’t.

“Poor choice,” a casual voice drifted down from the trees.

“What? Who’s there? Come out!” the smaller thief ordered, spinning wildly in an attempt to spot whoever was in the trees. There was a large puff of smoke, and Iruka stumbled backwards in surprise. Directly in front of him stood a familiar ninja – a client from a few months back.

“A ninja?” the larger thief asked stupidly. The silver haired man didn’t reply. Instead, he pulled out a shuriken. The thief scowled, as if for a second his ignorant thirst for brutality was going to win out over common sense.

“Alright, forget it!” the smaller one said, dismissing them with a wave of his hand as he ambled off into the woods. The bigger one grunted, but followed after him after one last glare. The ninja soundlessly tucked away his weapon, and pulled out an adult book. He flipped it open with practiced ease and began to read, following after the thieves into the woods.

“This will only take a second. Wait here,” he ordered. Iruka, eyes wide, could only nod.

“He's a ninja!” Naruto exclaimed, scampering to Iruka and helping his father stand.

“Yes, he is,” Iruka replied, his heart still racing.

“He was so COOL! I’m going to be JUST LIKE HIM!” Naruto announced, practically bouncing in excitement. “I bet he’s beating the shit out of those stupid jerks!”

“Naruto! Don’t use that language!” Iruka scolded. Naruto pouted up at him.

“You said it, too!”

“But I’m an adult, and you know I don’t talk like that normally. If you say that again you’re going to get your mouth washed out with soap. Am I clear?” Iruka said harshly, hands on hips. Naruto nodded, but crossed his arms sullenly. He only pouted for a few seconds before he couldn’t contain himself anymore.

“Did you see how he scared those punks? They practically ran off!”

Just then, there was a loud scream from just inside the woods. Naruto’s eyes went wide, and then he looked up at Iruka in wonder.

“Do you think he’s killing them?” Iruka swallowed thickly and averted his eyes from the spot where they had disappeared into the woods.

“I’m sure he’s -”

“Because that would be even COOLER.”

“Naruto! Human life, even if it belongs to thieves, is a precious thing. It isn’t something that you -”

“Yo,” the mysterious ninja said, reappearing in another puff of smoke.

“Hey, hey, hey! How do you DO that? I’m Naruto, and I’m going to be the Hokage some day! Who are you, huh? Can I wear your mask?”

The silver haired ninja’s eye widened slightly at the barrage of questions. Iruka scratched the back of his neck sheepishly.

“I’m sorry, he’s a bit excited. Thank you for helping us,” Iruka said, hoping that the ninja wouldn’t say anything that would tip off Naruto as to what kind of life he had left behind. Iruka didn’t think he would. The man was staring at the donkey, heavily burdened with bags and currently munching on grass.

“Traveling somewhere?” the ninja asked. Iruka nodded and placed a hand on Naruto’s shoulder.

“My son and I are moving to Konoha. Naruto is going to attend the Ninja Academy there.” The man’s visible eye widened again.

“Hmm…other expenses, indeed,” he commented. Iruka was confused for a moment until he remembered that the ninja had been the curious one, and was quoting what Iruka had said after they’d slept together.

Naruto was looking at him curiously.

“What’s he talking about?” Naruto asked. Iruka blushed lightly.

“Nothing, Naruto.” The boy looked put out, but quickly got over it.

“So what’s your name? I bet it’s something cool, like…like…THE MASKED KILLER!”

The man raised an eyebrow as Iruka popped Naruto on the head.

“Actually, it’s Hatake Kakashi,” he corrected, amused by the scene. “So you’re going to Konoha…permanently?” Kakashi asked, staring intensely at Iruka. The brunette’s blush returned, because there was definitely something dark and suggestive in the man’s voice.

“Err…yes. It’s going to be a new life for Naruto and I both. I’m hoping to find work that’s less…physically demanding,” Iruka clarified. He hadn’t left his old ways behind him just to go right back into prostitution once he arrived at Konoha. Hatake needed to know that right from the start. Sure enough, there was a flash of disappointment in the man’s revealed eye.

“Then I’ll accompany you. I’m heading home, myself,” he said. Without another word, he pulled out the orange book and began to read as he walked along ahead of them. Naruto turned questioningly to Iruka, who merely shrugged as if to say, ‘Just go with it.’

Then Iruka noticed what kind of book he was reading.

“I’m grateful for your help with those thieves, Hatake-san, but my son is only eight,” Iruka hinted. He was a little disappointed to see the book though. He didn’t know why. Of course, the man came to a prostitute. Iruka really shouldn’t be surprised that he read dirty books. Hatake turned to him, an eyebrow arched.

“And?” he asked. Iruka looked pointedly at the book in his hand. Kakashi remained clueless. Since there was no way of complaining about it without drawing Naruto’s attention to it, Iruka just sighed in irritation and shook his head.

“Nothing.”

“Hey, Masked Killer!” Naruto called out.

“Naruto, don’t call him that! He gave you his name, so use it and be polite!” Iruka chastised automatically.

“Alright, alright…Hatake-san, what’s it like being a ninja?” Naruto asked. Hatake's nose never lifted from his book while he answered.

“It’s hard.”

“Huh…well that’s okay. I’m tough! I could have handled those thieves back there, you know,” Naruto boasted. Iruka smiled and shook his head.

“Hmmm…I think you’re lying,” Kakashi replied in a monotone. Iruka shot him a sharp look. Naruto was just a little boy. Boys said things like that. He didn’t need to be so mean about it. Iruka sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. It was going to be a long walk, and the ninja’s personality was already starting to irritate him.

Embarrassed, Naruto stared at his sandals and didn’t ask anymore questions. They walked for a while before Naruto yawned. He tugged on Iruka’s hand. He’d been so excited that he hadn’t slept the night before. Iruka hadn’t either. Still, Iruka could tell Naruto didn’t want to say he was tired in front of the ninja.

“Hatake-san, we’re going to stop for awhile. I need to offer some water to the donkey,” Iruka said. The ninja turned, and Naruto quickly dropped Iruka’s hand. The ninja nodded, and closed his book. It disappeared into a pocket.

“Naruto, do you need to use the restroom?” Iruka asked. The blonde boy nodded and headed off into the bushes nearby. Iruka went about finding the water pan underneath all of their belongings and the water skin.

“I was planning on visiting you again,” Kakashi announced when he was sure Naruto was out of hearing range. Iruka bit his lower lip nervously.

“I’m not doing that anymore. I just had to save enough for Naruto’s tuition. I’m going to get a normal job now,” he said quietly.

“So I’m assuming, since you have a brat, that you’re not really gay. Did the mother run out or something?” Kakashi said. Iruka didn’t know what the man was trying to get at.

“I found Naruto when he was five. I don’t know who his parents were,” Iruka replied after a few moments. He was saved from any further questioning by Naruto’s return. The small boy was rubbing his eyes and his feet positively dragged. Iruka gave some water to the donkey and then re-packed the water and pan. “Naruto, you haven’t slept in a long time. I’m going to piggy back you so you can get some rest before we get there.”

Naruto, obviously glad for the excuse, protested only for show. He was quick to let Iruka haul him up onto his back. Almost immediately, he nuzzled his head into Iruka’s neck and was out like a light. Iruka sighed at how heavy he was but didn’t complain.

“Are you ready, Hatake-san?” Iruka asked. Kakashi was giving him a strange look.

“You’re going to carry him all the way there?” he asked.

“He needs the nap.” Kakashi shrugged.

“You look like you need a nap, too. There’s no rush. We can stop and you can let him sleep.”

Iruka knew it was really because the silver haired ninja wanted to question him further, but Naruto was heavy.

“Alright. Let’s stop for an hour or two.” Kakashi nodded and lead the donkey off the main road and into a nice grassy area. He relieved the animal of a few of its bags while Iruka gently lay Naruto down in the soft grass. The donkey began to happily munch at the greens around his hooves. Iruka moved to the other side of the little meadow and sat down, resting against a tree. He was not surprised when Kakashi ambled over to him.

“You didn’t answer my question earlier,” he persisted. Iruka sighed. Why did Hatake care if he was gay or not?

“I’ve never really thought about it. Things like that are for people who have free time. As you can see, I’ve got my hands full with him.”

“You’re good at avoiding questions you don’t want to answer,” Kakashi replied with a hint of a smirk in his voice. Iruka just closed his eyes and didn’t respond. Kakashi let him alone after that.

It was Naruto who shook him awake.

“Come on, Dad! Let’s go! Hatake-san says we’re close!” Iruka groaned at the loud voice assaulting his ears. He cracked an eye open to see he was still leaning against the tree and Naruto was almost nose to nose with him.

“Okay, okay, I’m up. Give me a hand?” The blonde boy tugged him up and raced back onto the road, full of energy again. Iruka wished he could be so energetic after a short nap. As it was, he just felt like going back to sleep.

“Are you ready?” Hatake asked. Iruka yawned and nodded.

“Yeah, let’s go. I’m excited to see Konoha, too.”

~*~

When they reached Konoha, Iruka was asked to show his passport. He did so happily, and the wide gates were opened for their little group. He turned to Kakashi, about to thank him.

“Do you know where you’re living yet?” Kakashi asked. Iruka sighed as he saw how big Konoha was. It was getting late – they’d just have to go to an inn. He couldn’t search for an apartment at night.

“I guess we’ll just be going to the inn for now,” Iruka said.

“You could…but the inn here is expensive. The only guests that come to Konoha are ninjas from other villages with large incomes, and the prices reflect that. Stay with me. I have an extra room,” he offered. Iruka blushed and started to politely turn him down, but Naruto interjected.

“Yeah! Sure we will! This is going to be great! I’m going to see where a ninja lives! Dad and I will cook dinner for you, too, won’t we Dad?” Naruto exclaimed. Feeling awkward, and not getting any help from Kakashi, Iruka felt like he had no other choice but to agree.

“Okay then…if you really don’t mind, Hatake-san? You’ve done so much for us already,” Iruka said politely. The silver haired ninja smiled underneath his mask and his eye curved happily.

“I don’t mind at all, and call me Kakashi,” he said. He then noticed a group of three older kids walking out of a restaurant nearby.

“Hey!” he called out loudly. The kids looked up, their eyes widening when they saw whom it was. When they approached, Kakashi asked, “You three are Anko’s Genin team, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Hatake-san,” the lone girl answered with a short bow.

“I have some training for you. Take this donkey and return it to the stables,” Kakashi ordered. The three waited, as if expecting more. Kakashi easily grabbed the bags off the donkey and looked at them as if they were stupid. “Well? What are you waiting for?”

The kids jumped to grab the donkey’s reigns and took off quickly. They waited until they thought they were out of earshot to begin grumbling.

“Does everybody just do whatever you say because you’re a ninja?” Naruto asked, obviously impressed. “Cause when I’m a ninja, I’m going to quit brushing my teeth and then my dad can’t do anything about it ‘cause he’ll have to do what I say!” Naruto concluded. Iruka snorted.

“I don’t care if you’re the Hokage, Naruto, I’m still going to make you brush your teeth and eat your vegetables.” Kakashi watched as Iruka tickled Naruto, only letting him go when he begged for mercy.

Kakashi realized that, unlike when Iruka had been sleeping with him, he was genuinely enjoying himself now. It was as if a weight had been lifted off of the man’s shoulders and he was just happy to be alive. He was beautiful. All Kakashi could do was stare.

“Earth to Hatake-san! Where do you live?” The hyperactive blonde asked. Kakashi was snapped out of his reverie. He scowled at the boy but then remembered his goal was to get into Iruka’s pants, and being rude to his son wouldn’t get him very far.

“I’ll show you. Which of these bags is yours?” he asked. Naruto quickly took his things and Iruka stepped forward to take his, but Kakashi quickly swung the pack over his shoulder. “I’ve got it. Come on,” he said. He led them through Konoha, grateful that he’d cleaned up his place before he took his two vacation days.

Finally, they reached his apartment. He had a nice place. It was a two-bedroom apartment with a view of the mountain. It was newly furnished and in pristine condition. He unlocked the door and waited for them to go inside.

“Wow! This is really nice, Hatake-san! Dad, check it out! I bet he doesn’t even have roaches!”

Iruka flushed red with embarrassment. He’d done the best he could for Naruto, but he still felt guilty that he couldn’t give him more. He entered the luxurious apartment and Kakashi carried his bag into one of the bedrooms. Naruto followed after him and put down his own bags.

“So, what would you like for dinner?” Kakashi asked.

“Ramen!” Naruto said loudly. Kakashi winced on the inside. Iruka better fall for his charm quick, because he really didn’t know how long he could put up with his brat.

“Naruto, no ramen. I’ll cook dinner if you have groceries on hand,” Iruka offered. Kakashi went into the kitchen and called out some various foods, good food, expensive meats and lots of variety.

“Will any of that do?” he asked. Iruka snorted.

“Yeah, I think I can manage,” he replied. Naruto was poking his nose through the kitchen like a curious little raccoon.

“He’s got so much food! How many kids do you have, Hatake-san?” Naruto asked. Kakashi looked at the meager contents of the fridge and wondered if the kid was crazy.

“I live alone,” he answered. Naruto grinned and actually poked him in the stomach.

“Then you’d be fat! Look at all the food he’s got, Dad!” Naruto exclaimed repetitively.

“I see, Naruto. He must have been grocery shopping recently. Why don’t you unpack one of your puzzles and occupy yourself, okay?” Iruka encouraged, steering his son into the bedroom. While he was gone, Iruka apologized.

“Naruto isn’t used to…this kind of lifestyle. What you have is very luxurious in his eyes…in mine, too, actually. All we usually have is ramen because it’s cheap. Please excuse him.”

Kakashi felt the urge to show Iruka true luxury. He could think of some great restaurants that the brunette would probably love, and Kakashi realized he’d probably never been to the hot springs before. The poor guy needed a break from his kid. If Kakashi hadn’t paid him for sex, he would have thought the man was a saint. He offered to help him in the kitchen and Iruka gave him some vegetables to chop.

“Where are you planning on working?” Kakashi asked curiously.

“Oh, I’ll probably take whatever I can find. I’m not afraid of dirty jobs. Anything is better than…well, you know.”

“I wasn’t that bad, was I?” Kakashi asked, making sure his voice sounded teasing. Iruka rolled his eyes and shot him a grin.

“You were an exception. Is that what you’d like to hear?” Iruka replied, just as teasingly. Kakashi looked put out. Iruka snickered at him. “Hey, you weren’t old or fat. That already makes you different from everyone else.”

Kakashi helped him quietly for a few moments and then said quite suddenly, “I want you again.”

Iruka didn’t even pause. “I figured you did.”

“What’s it going to take?” Kakashi asked. Iruka sighed, closing his eyes tightly. He looked in the general direction of the bedroom Naruto was in, trying to find a toy to play with.

“You’ll tell everyone about my past if I don’t, or you’ll make things hard for Naruto,” Iruka stated. Kakashi was about to protest that he wouldn’t, but Iruka continued. “So if you want me you’ll have to pretend you’re dating me…and you have to do everything you can to help Naruto succeed at becoming a ninja.”

“How much?” Kakashi asked. Iruka sighed.

“I don’t want your money. At least if it’s under the pretense of dating, I can fool myself into thinking I’m not whoring myself again.”

Kakashi nodded, not really understanding Iruka’s reasoning but not really caring as long as he got what he wanted. He felt a little guilty, but after months of sexual frustration and lurid wet dreams, Kakashi was thinking primarily with his other head. His inner pervert was pleased. The circumstances were almost kinky.

“So tonight?” Kakashi pressed. Iruka nodded in resignation, just as Naruto came bounding back into the room with a beat up book. It was horror stories. He flipped it open and read while he walked, just like he’d seen Kakashi doing.

The sight made Iruka really sad. It was obvious that Naruto had found a new hero to idolize, and Iruka would do everything he could to make sure Naruto never found out Kakashi’s true intentions.

Kakashi set the table and Iruka served dinner. They were all sitting and Kakashi was about to dig into the tantalizing meal when Naruto interrupted.

“Wait! We have to say thanks!” Naruto said, looking to Iruka. The brunette gave him a tight smile.

“It’s a family tradition,” he explained to Kakashi. The silver haired ninja arched an eyebrow, but didn’t comment.

“I’m thankful that I’m gonna be a ninja, and that Hatake-san is my new friend, and that my dad doesn’t have to be sad here,” Naruto said earnestly, his head bowed. Iruka swallowed thickly.

“I’m thankful for all that too, and for Kakashi’s hospitality,” Iruka said quietly. Naruto immediately began to inhale his food like he usually did, but then slowed down to savor the excellent taste.

“Dad, this is really good!”

“I’m glad you like it, Naruto.”

“It is – it’s excellent,” Kakashi complimented. “With cooking like this, I might not let you leave,” he said, half serious. Naruto grinned.

“We could stay here and my dad can cook for you!” Naruto offered.

“Naruto, he was only joking.” Iruka wanted to tell the boy to quit embarrassing him, but Naruto didn’t know what was going on so such a reprimand would be unfair. He sighed.

Finally, dinner was finished and Naruto carried the dirty dishes to the sink like Iruka had taught him to do.

“I think my toothbrush got lost on the way,” Naruto tried hopefully. Iruka laughed despite himself and ruffled the blonde’s wild hair.

“Nice try. It was creative. Brush your teeth,” he ordered. Naruto groaned but went to fetch his toothbrush. To Kakashi, Iruka said, “Let me get him to bed. Then I’ll sneak away.” Kakashi nodded and took over washing the dishes.

“Let me get these,” he said. Iruka nodded and followed after Naruto. The door to Naruto’s bedroom was open, and Kakashi watched Iruka tuck the boy in with mild fascination.

“Alright, into bed, little cat,” Iruka said, obviously teasing the boy because of his strange, whiskered cheeks.

“Aw, Dad, don’t call me that!” Iruka laughed and tucked the covers around him, tickling him as he did so. The kid squirmed and giggled but laid still the second Iruka stopped. “Tell me a story?” he asked. Iruka shifted a bit to get more comfortable.

“Once upon a time, there was a brave ninja -”

“Did he have a mask?” Naruto interjected. Kakashi smirked. Okay, so the kid had his moments. Kakashi could tell Iruka was smiling.

“Once upon a time there was a masked ninja from Konoha, who was the bravest and most respected ninja in the entire country.”

Kakashi smirked. He wasn’t going to brag or anything, but…

“Did he read an orange book?” Naruto asked.

“No. No orange book. That was another ninja, who wasn’t as brave or respected as the ninja I’m talking about,” Iruka said flippantly, probably aware that Kakashi was listening.

“Did he use his shuriken to scare off some big, scary thieves and rescue the Hokage?” Iruka sighed.

“Now how did you know the end of the story? Alright, it’s time for you to go to sleep, Naruto.” Iruka leaned over the boy and kissed his forehead, while the child patted his cheek.

“Night, Dad. I love you a whole lot,” Naruto said.

“I love you too, kiddo, more than anything. Goodnight, little ninja,” Iruka replied.

“That’s better than little cat,” Naruto mumbled sleepily.

“Okay then. I’ll say that from now on. Now go to sleep.” Iruka stood and left the room, closing the door tightly behind him. Immediately, his happy mask vanished.

“Do you have a radio or something?” he asked. Kakashi nodded. Abandoning the dishes, he found the small device on a shelf and flicked it on. Soft music spilled out of the speakers, loud enough that Naruto wouldn’t be able to hear them in the other room. “Alright, are you ready?” Iruka asked softly. By way of answer, Kakashi grabbed Iruka's thin, black T-shirt and pulled him against his chest. Greedily, he slanted his mouth over the brunette’s and kissed him deeply. He was already hard. The kind-hearted man was like a drug, Kakashi thought. He guided him backwards into his bedroom, closing the door soundlessly behind him. Immediately, his hands found the hem of Iruka’s shirt and tugged it up. Kakashi broke the kiss so he could take a deep, shuddering breath.

“You obviously missed me,” Iruka commented, still reeling from the passionate kiss.

“Mmm…” Kakashi murmured in agreement as he freed Iruka’s hair from the tie. He began to pull off his own vest and toe out of his sandals.

“How…how do you want me?” Iruka asked quietly. Kakashi’s brain raced through a myriad of poses but eventually settled on page twenty-five of his favorite Icha Icha novel.

“Doggy style,” Kakashi said happily, already grinning. Iruka barely refrained from sighing and pulled his pants down. He’d had some unpleasant experiences with the position, but complaining wasn’t in his nature.

Obediently, he crawled onto the huge bed and glanced over his shoulder.

“Do you have lube?” Iruka asked. Kakashi shot him a look that very clearly said, ‘What do you think?’ Iruka sighed. “Stupid question.”

Kakashi fetched it from a drawer in the nightstand and quickly uncapped it. Fully naked now, he squeezed the lube into his hand and coated himself thoroughly.

“It’s been a few days, so why don’t you let me put on a little show for you?” Iruka asked, accustomed to getting his way during sex by making the client feel like it was for their enjoyment rather than his comfort.

“I want to prepare you, and I would have even if you hadn’t asked me to,” Kakashi replied, a bit of an edge to his voice. “I don’t want you to treat me like I’m a customer. I don’t care if you cry, but I want it to be sincere, and tell me if I’m hurting you.”

Dropping the act, Iruka nodded. At least he didn’t have to pretend he was enjoying it. To be honest, he’d never really enjoyed anal sex. He was used to it, but his introduction to anal sex at too young of an age hadn’t left him feeling so great. It was hard to get past that negative association, and not many had given him much reason to try.

Kakashi’s slick fingers began by massaging his backside, occasionally sliding down the backs of his thighs. Iruka squirmed a bit, because the inside of his knee was a ticklish spot. Smirking, Kakashi honed in on his weakness and bent over to lavish the spot with his tongue. Iruka collapsed flat onto the bed, dropping the position while he squirmed and tried not to let out very unmanly giggles. Then, when Iruka thought he was going to crack and laugh out loud, Kakashi moved away from the spot and Iruka’s whole body sagged in relief.

“There, now you’re not so tense,” Kakashi said softly as his fingers began to massage again. Iruka couldn’t tense again so soon after laughing so hard, so he merely stayed relaxed and pliant as the fingers worked magic over his tight muscles. He kept expecting the massage to end, but it kept going and going, over every inch of skin until he was a pile of boneless mush and had closed his eyes in contentment. He heard a low moan and realized with no small amount of surprise that it had come out of his mouth.

Then a slicked finger traced his spine and then moved down further, between his heated cheeks. Kakashi’s other hand continued to squeeze and caress his backside, and Iruka had to kneel because his erection was growing. The finger slipped so slowly into him that it barely felt like it was moving. Kakashi rotated and flexed the digit as if it were just an extension of the massage. Iruka let his head roll back onto Kakashi’s shoulder in pleasure, his hands moving on their own accord to grip at Kakashi’s thighs. Kakashi quickly tugged his mask down and proceeded to kiss Iruka’s neck and cheek, unable to resist the temptation when it was so nicely offered to him. Instead of moving the hand back to Iruka’s buttocks, he reached around his front and began to pump him leisurely.

“Ungh,” Iruka grunted as he felt the warm touch engulf his cock. Kakashi smirked and began rotating his wrist, gently twisting his hand around Iruka’s cock as he mirrored the movement with the finger inside Iruka’s ass. The brunette’s hips began to rock forward seeking friction between cock and hand, but in the process he began to fuck the finger inside him as well. Both hands were causing sparks of pleasure to shoot up his spine.

“Do you want more, Iruka?” Kakashi purred, tightening his grip around the smaller man’s cock persuasively.

“Yes, more,” Iruka instantly replied, his voice thick with passion…and sincerity. Smiling, Kakashi added another finger and coordinated his motions so that Iruka was given no break in between the pleasurable sensations. Finally satisfied that his lover was ready, Kakashi extracted his fingers and looped his arm around Iruka’s chest. He began to furiously suck on Iruka’s neck as he slid home, hardening impossibly further when Iruka let out a strangled moan.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he said huskily, far beyond the point where he could restrain or control himself. Something about the brunette relaxed the coil that was always wound up so tightly in his gut. Iruka let out a needy little noise and began to rock backwards onto Kakashi’s cock. Kakashi grinned and bent over his back, guiding Iruka onto his hands and knees.

Then he began to fuck him in earnest while simultaneously jerking Iruka off. The brunette didn’t have a chance. He came hard and with stars in his eyes. Kakashi followed a few thrusts later, too excited by the foreplay to be able to last very long. Satiated, Iruka collapsed onto his belly, Kakashi still deep inside him. They panted in unison for a few moments before Kakashi slid out and placed a kiss on the small of Iruka’s back. The silver haired ninja rolled onto his side, staring at Iruka’s flushed face and open mouth, his dark lashes fluttering with his erratic breathing.

Iruka’s eyes opened and he focused on him.

“You’re handsome,” he said, his brown eyes caressing Kakashi’s revealed face. Kakashi smirked.

“I never show anyone my face. You made me loose control,” he complimented. “I just can’t get enough of you. Even now I want more,” Kakashi confessed. As if to prove his point, he reached a pale hand to Iruka’s face and touched his lips. With a playful smile, Iruka darted his tongue out and licked the digit.

“I take it that means you weren’t in any pain?” Kakashi asked, pulling his fingers away in order to scoot his body closer to Iruka’s and wrap his arm around him.

“No, just pleasure. Lots and lots of pleasure,” Iruka replied, feeling out of it, as if he’d simply floated away from his body and was lost in outer space. He grinned. “I saw stars,” he confessed incredulously. Kakashi shared his grin.

“So this…between you and me…won’t be so bad? Because if you didn’t want to…I wouldn’t reveal your past to anyone,” Kakashi said. Iruka’s eyes darkened.

“You’re going to make me choose to do this, aren’t you? It was easier when I felt like you were forcing me. I told myself I wouldn’t…not with anyone ever again.” Iruka snorted in a self-depreciating kind of way. “That’s lasted all of one day.”

“I’ll make it perfect. I can be romantic, too. I’m not just a big pervert. I’ll take you on dates and I’ll spoil you rotten,” Kakashi said. Iruka sat up slowly, but didn’t push Kakashi’s arm off his waist.

“I just…I need time to think about it. This is happening really fast,” he replied. “I have to consider Naruto’s feelings. If I can avoid it, I don’t want him to get teased at school because of my actions. It’s going to be hard enough on him as it is. The other kids at the school will be from a different class than he is. They’ll probably look at him like he’s trash,” Iruka fretted. Kakashi sighed.

“Can’t you think of what you want for once? The kid will adjust,” Kakashi said. Iruka did push his arm off then.

“I have to think of Naruto first, always. He’s my child. That’s what you do for your children. They come before your wants and needs – always,” Iruka said with conviction. Kakashi stared at him a moment, and then he sat up as well.

“I wouldn’t know. My father shamed himself and then committed suicide. I’ve been on my own for a long time.” Touched, Iruka reached out and caressed Kakashi’s shoulder comfortingly.

“I’m sorry. My parents died when I was young, too. They were ninja. There was a monster…”

“The fox demon?” Kakashi asked. Iruka nodded.

“I was about thirteen, so I was shipped off to an orphanage in the north, and that was the last time I felt like a child. They worked us all hard at the orphanage. There was a lot of sexual abuse, too. When I found Naruto, I couldn’t send him there. My life changed. It was like I had a reason to get up in the morning. I owe Naruto everything. He’s my world. I won’t hurt him for a good fuck.” Iruka was beginning to feel upset. He was sticky, on top of that.

“I think I understand now. Don’t get angry. You can have all the time you need.” Kakashi sighed, and winced at the mess they’d made. “I need a shower. Come with me?”

Feeling closer to the man because they’d talked and Kakashi had showed him another side of himself, Iruka didn’t reject the invitation.

“That sounds good,” he said, much to Kakashi’s surprise. Pleased, Kakashi tugged Iruka up off the bed and led him into the connected bathroom. He turned on the shower and adjusted the water until it was nice and warm. He got in and Iruka followed after him. They showered, and kissed, and then just embraced until the water turned cold. It was wonderful. Even though he could tell Iruka was stressed beyond belief, he was thanking his lucky stars that he’d found someone, a good, wonderful someone who could fill the void in his life.

When the shower was done, Iruka fetched his clothes from the floor and dressed again. He gave Kakashi one last, lingering kiss before he returned to the room he was sharing with Naruto. Kakashi stripped the messy sheets off his bed and reclined on the bare mattress, instantly drifting off into a deep, restorative sleep.


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