Snapshots: Like Trying to Hold Water

Training was much more awkward now that Sasuke knew. Kakashi didn't let it show though, and neither did the Uchiha. Still, the air between them crackled with something hot and dry, like the prickles of an electrical storm under their skin. Sasuke scowled darkly at the Jounin, always trying to put himself between their sensei and the blond. Kakashi almost found it funny really, the boy got riled up so much more easily now. The man would make a point of standing closer to Naruto on the field, of wrapping his arms around the boy's shoulders when he corrected a hand seal, or lingering a little to long when he brushed the boy in passing, all the while sending challenging little looks towards the fuming Uchiha.

He half expected the boy to call him on it, to yell in front of the whole team, but he didn't. He kept his anger in check, mostly, fuming and staring daggers at the man whenever he caught him. Still, it was training, and he couldn't let it distract him too much. If he wasn't careful, he would do something stupid and everyone would notice. He didn't want everyone to notice. It felt almost worse to him, more damaging to have Naruto find out now, from him, what had been going on.

Every once and awhile though, it would slip, and he would make some mistake. It was a hot day when he tripped up the first time, misjudging the amount of force he was using and plowing his hand into the post a little too hard. He heard the crack almost as much as he felt it, the bones in his hand shifting painfully, his knuckled bleeding. He pulled the injured fist to his chest with a hiss of pain. Kakashi had looked over with a small smirk.

"Well Sasuke, that looks like quite the little injury. Nothing to serious I hope, but you should probably get it looked at just in case." Sasuke's eyes narrowed, not trusting his teacher.

"It's fine, I can live with it for now." Kakashi beamed at him, cocking his head to one side.

"No, you should go get it looked at. Go back to town, to the hospital, and get it checked out. I won't let you risk infection, you wouldn't be able to fulfill your shinobi duties with a wounded hand after all." Sasuke glared back at him, narrowing his eyes.

"It's fi-"

"No, it isn't fine." He turned to the girl beside them. "Sakura, take Sasuke to the hospital, make sure he has that looked at please." Sasuke's eyes widened a little at that, and scowled harder. He wasn't about to leave their instructor alone with the blond who knows what he might do.

"Fine, I'll go, but I don't need the fucking escort. I'm not a baby, I can get to the hospital fine on my own." Kakashi blinked, but didn't pause. This is a golden opportunity to isolate him, you know, pull the kid away from the rest of the group. It's a chance you shouldn't pass up. Send Sakura after the little brat and you'll be all alone with Naruto.

"No, you will go now, and Sakura will make sure of it. The less time you spend here arguing with me over your own well-being, the faster you can get back here to rejoin the practice." Sasuke opened his mouth again, but Kakashi just snapped "Now." at him once more, and he sighed, throwing the man mistrustful looks as he turned to storm back to the village. That's right, don't think you can come between us and what we want, little cousin. We are stronger separately than you are, put us together and you have no hope. Sakura squeaked a little, a small undignified noise, before taking off after him. Kakashi smiled, turning to Naruto.

"Well, with only the two of us, there isn't much we can do. Why don't we head down to the river, I have a water jutsu I can show you while we wait, and it's hot enough that a nice swim might be a very good idea. Can't have you burning out." Naruto's face lit up at that. He was going to get to learn something Sasuke-bastard didn't, and he was going to get to swim.

Kakashi smiled at his back, as the boy rushed through the forest in front of him. He was quite enthusiastic. In his head though, Kakashi was hatching a plan. He had a jutsu in mind, though he wasn't exactly going to teach it to the boy as much as use it on him. He giggled softly, the look on Sasuke's face sticking in his mind. He'd just have to drag Naruto off somewhere, so that when the Uchiha came back they would be nowhere to be found. This was going to be his afternoon alone with the boy, and it would all be Sasuke's doing. He knew what Sasuke would immediately assume he was doing with Naruto, and that it might teach the boy a little lesson in respect, in not messing with someone more powerful than yourself.

The water sparkled in the sun, and Kakashi watched Naruto pull his shirt off with a detached look, even if the rippling of smooth tanned muscle was making him squirm a little on the inside. He had been half hard since he'd watched his other two students disappear from view, and now he was harder than rock, watching the blond strip down to his underwear. Look at him, all tight muscles and smooth tanned skin. Remember how it felt under your fingers? It was divine.

Kakashi nodded absently at that, not taking his eyes off of his student's back. The boy turned around, looking over his shoulder at Kakashi with confused eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Kakashi-sensei? It's creeping me out a little." The sound of the boy's voice made Kakashi dart his eyes away, a little bit harder now, not sure how long he could last at this point. It almost hurt he wanted this so much.

"Sorry Naruto, just a little tired is all. Why don't you pop in the water for a little while, then I can show you that jutsu." Naruto smiled, and took a running jump, landing in the cool water with a splash. he came up gasping and smiling, water draining down him in thick rivulets from his hair, across tanned skin. Kakashi shivered, waiting for the boy to turn his head before he reached down to adjust himself. He had to suppress a moan at the brief, teasing pressure. That feels good, doesn't it? In a moment though, you could make it feel even better. All you have to do is form a couple seals, say a couple words, and he'll be all yours. Kakashi grinned, inching himself forwards until he sat on a sun-warmed rock on the shore, watching the blond below him splash around.

He was content at that for a couple minutes before he thought he might go crazy from the unresolved sexual tension. Naruto on his own was enough to make him aroused, but Naruto dripping wet and gleaming in the sun was enough to almost make him lose contact with his mental facilities. He swallowed hard, doing a quick scan for chakra around them, finding nothing but the white noise of nature. He glanced downstream a little, seeing a clearing of shady grass overlooked on three sides by standing rocks. It would shelter what he had planned perfectly.

"Naruto." He called, watching as the boy's head flew around to face him, grinning from ear to ear. His mouth went dry, we're going to do it we're really going to do it now. I bet he tastes fabulous. He cleared his throat a little, trying to remove the growing lump in it. "Why don't you hop out for awhile, and I'll show you that Justsu, hm?" The boy popped out of the water with remarkable speed, still grinning widely, following the jounin to the little patch of shady grass.

"What kind of a jutsu is it, Kakashi-sensei?" The man chuckled.

"You'll see. Just sit down right over there and I'll show you." He was glad for his mask right then, because he was sure he was smiling a little too excitedly, he didn't want to creep the boy out after all. He formed his sweaty hands into a rapid series of seals in front of him.

"Mezameru-suimin-no-jutsu" He called, before poking the blond in the middle of the forehead. There was a second of confusion, where Naruto opened his mouth to speak, but he flopped over. Kakashi lifted his head, looking into the blue eyes, still open but now glossy and unfocused. He smiled, repositioning the still half naked boy onto his back. He let one hand fondle the hard chest beneath his fingers softly, before pinching a rosy nipple hard. There was not movement from the boy, but a hiss of breath broke the silence.

His other hand fell to his pants then, rubbing the bulge there firmly, almost drooling in his excitement. He's even more beautiful like this, like he is in his sleep, calm and untroubled. Only now you can touch him all you like, he won't wake up. This is positively delicious.

"Delicious" he murmured quietly, letting the hand on the boy's chest trail down to the waistband of the wet underwear, the soaked fabric clinging to the boy's flesh like a second skin. He was unbelievably warm underneath it, and Kakashi almost moaned as he stroked the boy's member in time with his own, feeling it harden under his hand. He paused to divulge himself of his clothing, vest and shirt first, thrown over his shoulder, followed by pants, and then underwear, hurled to join the pile behind him. He paused and just looked at the boy before returning to inch the damp fabric down the boy's perfect legs, revealing everything underneath.

He couldn't help but take hold of the hardened flesh between the boy's legs, rubbing it softly up and down, tighter than before. He relished the texture of it on his palm, soft and sweet. This is perfect, better than thinking of it, right? You can do so much in your imagination, but nothing really prepares you for the real. He nodded his agreement slowly, the words ringing through his head at every slide. He felt the tensing of muscles under his hand and pulled it back, not wanting to end it so soon. This was his perfect opportunity, he wasn't going to rush things, no he was going to make every second last.

He picked up one tanned arm carefully, shifting so that he was almost lying beside the boy, wrapping strong fingers around the delicate bones of Naruto's wrist. He brought the hand to his skin, running it over his own chest, reveling in the sensation. He gasped a little and repositioned himself, this time straddling the boy's thin hips, above the tanned arousal, letting his own hardness flop down over the tanned skin of the boy's stomach. His breath hitched, and he brought the hand back once more, meshing his fingers with the shorter, warmer ones, molding the hand around his hard member rather tightly and moving it up and down. The slow burn of the friction was heaven, the boy's soft skin over riding some but not all of the pain.

He sighed, feeling the pleasure coil in his gut. He was close now, teetering on the edge of orgasm. He watched the tanned form in front of him avidly. His eyes traced the line of his tight abs, past the pectoral muscles, defined well, a little shiny from the sweat and water. He paused at the dip in the collar bone to moan slightly, breath coming in quick snatches. He traced the line of the boy's neck with hungry eyes, the curve of his chin, until he rested on the mouth, lolled open wide in this position, tongue barely visible. He shivered.

If his hands feel this good, you can damn well guarantee his mouth would be better. Think about it, warm and wet and slack, I bet it would be like heaven. You might not ever really get another chance like this, Kakashi. The man nodded dumbly, letting the arm fall from his grasp, crawling up the lithe frame beneath him until he was straddling the boy's neck. He fisted one hand in the boy's blond hair, lying around him damp and wild. He leaned forward to brace his shoulder against the rock in beside him for balance before wrapping his other hand around his shaft once more, tugging lightly once or twice before he aimed it for the boy's satin lips carefully.

He was weeping pre-cum now, thick and sticky and damp. He rubbed the tip of his member over the boy's inviting lips a little, groaning at the sensation, not to mention the way they shined slightly now, damp with his fluids. This was so perfect. Delicious, hot, wet. Gods, this is how things are supposed to be. He gasped again as he let the boy's hair go, wrapping one hand around the side of Naruto's face instead, opening the boy's jaws a little farther, turning the tanned head to face him a little more. He pushed past the lips and almost cried out.

He rubbed the tip across the hot tongue inside, and it was like heaven. It was everything it had promised and more, sending little sparks of pleasure up his spine. He thrust into the waiting mouth a little, feeling a small spasm as he hit the back of the boy's throat. He thrust in again, the way the muscles jumped against him was awe inspiring, and his own mouth went slack from the sensation. He pulled back enough to run the wet tip of his erection over the boy's lips again, spreading the saliva that coated it over tanned cheeks and a perfectly curved chin before returning to the wonderful heat of that mouth.

He felt himself get close then, closer than he'd been all afternoon, the heat and the wet sliding was too much. He thrust into that beautiful mouth once or twice more before he couldn't hold it in any more. He groaned as he came, pulling out just in time to frost the boy's face and neck instead of the inside of his mouth. He panted as he rocked back on his heels, staring down at the boy beneath him, spread out like a delicious buffet for his pleasure.

It took him a moment to calm his breathing, reason returning to his addled mind, cutting through the post-orgasmic haze. He quickly scanned the woods for chakra signs, but saw nothing human. He relaxed again, turning his attention back on the blond beneath him. He fished a handkerchief from his waist kit, dragging it over the evidence he had left splattered on tan skin. As beautiful as it looked, he knew he couldn't leave it.

He smiled as a thought came to him, the voice in his head clear. Now's your chance to show him, show that brat who's boss, show him who will always prevail. Kakashi leaned down then, licking the last of the stickiness from the boy's neck before settling at the collarbone, mouthing the skin until it was damp, drawing it up into a small suck. He bit it slightly as he tore himself away, running a thumb over the small red mark lovingly. It was his claim, his sign to the Uchiha that he had prevailed where the boy would always fail. He would always have Naruto and Sasuke, well Sasuke would have nothing. He smiled again.