Pining

AN: Thank you for reading this and special thanks to all who reviewed.

ALD: Nice to see you! There'll be more... 11 or 12 chapters after this one ^_^
Hello: Hi there, nice to see you again. First I wasn't into ItaIru either but now... why not.
Anon: Good to see you. Rare pairings give a new spice to smut, it can get a bit boring to always write the same old, same old.
Anise: I might not stick too strictly in the time line, and maybe it wasn't possible for Iruka to have taught Itachi. Itachi graduated from Academy at the age of 7 after all. Well, I have to think about this and edit the ch 1 later. This story happens before the Uchiha massacre (I haven't found the exact time when the massacre happened, but I think this is not too far from where the series started). Oh, and thank you ^__^

Edited by Demosthenes.

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Iruka walked along a narrow path. His briefcase was hanging on his shoulder and his clothes were wrinkled. How the hell did I let it happen. He could still feel Itachi's lips on his own. The mere thought of it made his cheeks flush. It was nice. And I really needed it... but I shouldn't have. The blame weighted his shoulders. He's a man. No, a boy. And... and I don't like men. I like women! The fact he had enjoyed it haunted his thoughts. To top it all, he's younger than me... and shorter!

I don't like men. I have had girlfriends and I like women. Although his relationships never lasted long. The sex was okay but usually after a month or two the women always broke up with him. I just haven't found the right one yet. The path came to its end and Iruka continued along a sidewalk. The air was still warm, it was dark and nice. Iruka lifted his gaze from the ground and stared at the stars. The male crickets were playing their nightly symphony trying to attract the attention of females.

Iruka came to his apartment building, he climbed the stairs and paused in front of his door. He stared at the lock for a while before opening it. The door made a creaking sound. Iruka stepped into the dark and lonely apartment. He sighed. The holidays made him feel so alone. He bent down and untied his shoes. The lube in his rear made itself known, Iruka frowned from a slight disgust. I have to wash myself.

Iruka stripped his clothes straight to the laundry basket. He turned the water on and waited it to get warm before stepping in. The water fondled his muscles, his hands trailed the same paths as Itachi's had before. Iruka closed his eyes. He could smell Itachi's scent on himself. He could see those inky eyes staring at him, wanting him. Iruka's hands traveled down his tanned skin taking a hold on his growing erection.

Oh, shit. What am I doing? Thinking of him! Iruka shook his head. He tried to picture the last woman he had been with. The narrow waist, the round hips. Big breasts swelling as he pushed deep into her hot, wet pussy. Her low and husky voice, moaning, begging, against his lips. The agile tongue warring with his own in his mouth. The slim, graceful fingers pushing into his tight ass. The milky white skin and raven hair. Oh, fuck, he's so beautiful!

Iruka leaned his forehead against the wall. His right hand traveled to his behind. Gently his finger found his entrance. He encircled his digit around it. It was still wet and slick from the lube. The tight ring of muscles felt inviting under his touch. He made a soft push and the tip of his finger slid inside. It did not feel too invading, but rather exciting. The hotness pressed around his finger as he passed it deeper.

His hand was working faster. Pumping his hard arousal. He wriggled the finger inside him.

"Oh, gods!"

It felt so good and so right. He pushed the finger deeper in, let it slid out and pushed again. I need more! Iruka added another finger. His arousal was pulsating, he moaned as the fingers stretched him. Mmm. More. He tried to force his fingers deeper. He thought about the young ANBU, kneeling before him. Sucking him. Shoving his fingers into him. Deep.

"Ahh!" Iruka moaned aloud.

A violent torrent of pleasure shot through him. What the hell was it? He wondered as the mind blowing pleasure faded. He stroke his shaft more quickly and thrust his fingers in and out. Faster! Then he hit it again. His back arched, he panted and moaned. The feeling was too much. It was like all his senses fused from the excessive sensations. His cum shot into the wall and he shook in an exalted state.

Iruka's feet gave up. He crumpled to the floor. Gasping, trying to catch his breath. He awoke to a hammering on the wall. Iruka blushed. Oh, shit. Was I so loud? I can't show my face to the neighbor ever again! Still heavily panting Iruka forced himself up. He washed himself as quietly as possible and hurried to bed.

The morning light seeped through the curtains, waking Iruka. He turned to his side, pulled his blanket over his head and pressed his eyes close. He didn't want to wake up. The embarrassing memory of his neighbor banging the wall struck him. He hoped the earth would swallow him so he would never have to step out from his apartment again. Pictures of what they did at the lake and what he did later last night floated into his mind. The burning blush on his cheeks deepened.

Iruka pulled the blanket more tightly around himself. No way I'm going to get up ever again! He wished he could just fall in a deep sleep. Sleep until no one would remember what had happened, not even he himself. How am I going to be able to face him again? Or Sasuke? Oh no. I forgot all about him. Sasuke is in my class and I have to teach him! After what I just did with his brother! The panic was growing inside Iruka. He knew the Uchiha brothers were close and Itachi did not keep many secrets from his little brother.

So like his older brother, Iruka had noticed, Sasuke had developed a crush for his teacher. Lately Iruka had faced a dreamy Sasuke staring at him during lessons. This is too much. Iruka thought First my neighbor and now this. Sasuke and Itachi are too much alike. Obviously Iruka was facing hard time. Not only was he afraid of Sasuke finding out, well, about last night, but he was also worrying how he could keep his thoughts from Itachi.

He would be reminded, day after day, of Itachi's beautiful face. Every time he looked at Sasuke he would see Itachi. Not that Iruka was admitting it to himself, but in his deepest fear he wanted Itachi. He wanted the ivory white skin. So pale, so soft. And those demanding lips drowning him with sweet kisses. What the hell is wrong with me? The blood was rushing south, packing into his length, swelling it. I don't like men, um, boys... nor men. I like women. And even if I did, which I don't, I would never be on the receiving end!

Time went on and Iruka refused to get up. He refused to move the blanket, though the air was getting heavy and way too hot. He stubbornly ignored his hard-on and tried to get the young man out from his thoughts. He was acting childish, but he didn't care. He was home alone, he didn't have anything he had to do. All he had was spare time, and it was nobody's business what he did with it.

Iruka froze. A weight landed on the bed pressing the mattress. His breath grew shallow as he extended his ears to hear what was going on in the room. There was someone, in his home! How did I miss him? I should have heard him coming in! Iruka sharpened his senses. He tried to catch the chakra signature, to identify the housebreaker.

"Is this how you defend yourself? By hiding?" said a sarcastic voice.

Damn it. I really don't want to face him. Iruka cursed But I can't stay here under this blanket and pretend he's not here. The blanket was pulled away, Iruka thought for a second of keeping his hold on it, but decided not to. He was flushed and sweaty.

"Why are you still in bed? It's way past noon." Itachi continued.

"What are you doing here? You know, it's breaking and entering!" Iruka yelled.

"Hn. I just came to check on how you're doing." the Uchiha answered.

"Well, I'm doing fine thank you. So you can leave now." He glowered.

Itachi smirked. He really is attractive. Those sad onyx eyes and those lines running down to his cheeks. Iruka turned his gaze away I can't be thinking that! He tried to wipe his face emotionless. But it was too late. Itachi leaned forward.

"I see. So you're glad to see me after all." he smirked.

"No that's not it." Iruka tried.

"No? Maybe..." Itachi continued.

He pulled the blanket further down, revealing Iruka more. Iruka felt exposed, naked with only boxers on. Itachi was bracing himself against Iruka. His hand seized Iruka's groin. A smile came to his face as he pressed Iruka's hardness in his fingers. Itachi's lips brushed the sensitive skin on Iruka's neck. They settled on his pulse.

"See, you're already this hard." Itachi murmured.

Iruka blushed even more. He turned his head and tried to get a hold on himself.

"Just stop it, will you. You've had your fun, so please leave me alone." he said in a cold voice.

The hand moved, it slipped inside Iruka's pants and gripped his arousal. The mouth on his neck suckled the skin, gently biting it, leaving its mark. His mark. His touches were so lovingly gentle it made Iruka's too long ignored arousal weep for release.

"No. I told you to stop it!" Iruka told the Uchiha.

Itachi's mouth set its course south, down to Iruka's bare chest. It found his nipple. He licked it and sucked it. Itachi's hand was giving his firm length the attention he had denied from it for too long. Iruka fought it, he pushed Itachi and forbid himself the pleasure. But Itachi wasn't a prodigy for nothing. When he set his mind into something nothing could stop him.

Soft lips trailed Iruka's muscles, adoring his taut abdomen. A tongue dipped into his navel. The hand worked on him, tireless. Iruka's back arched. His mind was racing, struggling against his arousal. His body had already given up. It was fully enjoying the attention it was getting. It spasmed and quivered under the younger mans touch. Seducing him into surrender.

Itachi's skillful tongue glided along Iruka's length. The ruby lips closed around its head and elicited a moan from Iruka.This is it! There's no turning back!

"Ahh!"

"Yes, let me hear your voice." Itachi crooned.

The hot, wet cavern devoured his erection. Sucking him into heaven. Oh gods, he's good! Itachi knew just what to do to make him squirm. Iruka wasn't climbing on the mountain of bliss. No, he was running up an escalator, speeding up to the pinnacle and was just about to take the free fall when Itachi eased his pace.

Iruka groused in frustration. He could feel Itachi smirking as an oily finger brushed against his entrance. Iruka's head was spinning, he was so close to come. He pushed against the finger and it slid inside. It felt so much better than his own had felt. So long and gentle, wriggling inside him. Second finger joined in, pushing in and out.

"Oh, gods!" Iruka moaned.

The fingers started scissoring. Preparing him. Itachi added more suction and pushed third finger in. Iruka smothered a whimper. It hurt. More than he had imagined. He bit his lip and kept the pain inside. Itachi's dexterous mouth tending his need turned the pain into pleasure. A storm of forceful spasms shook Iruka. Itachi moved his fingers. Slowly the muscles gave in. The intruding fingers started to feel welcome.

Just when it got better Itachi pulled his fingers out. He lubricated his arousal and positioned himself against Iruka's orifice. The fear stepped in.

"No. You can't!" there was panic in Iruka's voice.

Itachi took a tight hold on Iruka's legs. He pulled them apart and leaned forward. Iruka's eyes widened as the tip of Itachi's shaft forced inside. He fought it, he tried to push Itachi out of him.

"Quit it. Just try to relax and it'll get better." Itachi told him.

Hot tears rose into Iruka's eyes. They blurred his vision. Itachi pushed more, his rigid, pitiless cock wedged in inch by inch. No, I don't want this. It hurts, oh gods it hurts! The tears flooded Iruka's eyes and poured down. Iruka felt it was tearing him apart. It hurt, his rear was burning.

"Breath. Bear with me." Itachi said between his teeth.

Iruka hadn't realized he was holding his breath. Yes, concentrate on breathing. In and out... In and out... Itachi stopped moving. He was all the way in. Itachi bent over Iruka and kissed him softly. The warm weight over Iruka felt nice. He could feel his stretched muscles fight the officious length. I have to relax. The calming, soft lips brushed the side of Iruka's mouth. Reassuring, soothing him. This is kind of nice... He's so gentle... After what felt like a lifetime the pain faded. The tension in Iruka's muscles eased, accepted the invading hardness.

Itachi made an experimental push and the pain shot through Iruka again.

"Oh, gods, you're so tight." Itachi breathed in raspy voice, thick with lust "I can't hold it longer."

He pulled almost all the way out and pushed back in. Iruka's eyes shot wide open. The pain was real. Itachi repeated the act few times and took a hold on Iruka's now diminished erection. The hand pumped, drew back the erection. With the hardening of his erection Iruka's excitement rose. It wasn't hurting too bad anymore. Itachi adjusted his angle. Couple more thrusts and he hit it.

"Ahh! Oh fuck! Ahh!" Iruka cried.

Iruka pushed against Itachi's thrusts, willing his length to hit that spot again. He was moaning and crying. Asking and begging. How can anything feel this good. It felt so wrong, so sinful but still so right. The strange pleasure drove Iruka to the acme of completion. He spasmed and cried loudly. It was a violent burst of shocks of ecstasy. Filling his head like impossibly loud noise, leaving his ears ringing.

"Oh gods, Iruka!" Itachi moaned.

He slammed himself the last time deep inside Iruka. Running his seed into the Chuunin. Itachi collapsed over Iruka. Panting and sweaty. He lay there for a while before managing to pull himself out and flip beside Iruka. He held Iruka close to him. Landed soft kisses on Iruka's neck.

"You're amazing Iruka." Itachi whispered.

"It was way better than I had imagined." he continued.

A deep red rose to Iruka's cheeks.Yeah, it was way better than I could have ever imagined. So much better than anything before... The warm cum was slowly dripping from his hole. Iruka closed his eyes. He needed to take a shower but he was totally spent. He didn't want to move.

Itachi snuggled against his neck. His breath was hot and still uneven. It felt nice to be close with someone. To feel a naked body pressing against his own. Itachi pushed his tongue out and licked Iruka's sweaty neck. He reached forward and pressed his lips against the skin. He sucked Iruka's neck. Iruka sighed in exhaustion. Then he felt Itachi's hard erection push against his hip. What the... Itachi moved his hips, rubbed himself against Iruka.

"You've got to be kidding!"

"Can't I... Once more..." Itachi pleaded.

"No way! No, you can't!" Iruka answered horrified.

Itachi's hand wandered on Iruka's stomach, making its way down to a much more sensitive area.