Personal Trainer

Author’s note: Thank you so much for all the reviews! This is my first yaoi fanfic, so I’m glad people like it so far.

For the purpose of this story, Iruka is a little younger than Kakashi, who is 26.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto.

Chapter 2:

Kakashi Hatake was not in a good mood as he made his way to his room.

He had just been asked by his boss Tsunade to spend the next month training the new acquisition she had brought in. And by “asked,” he meant, “ordered to.”

He had immediately refused. True, refusing Tsunade was a somewhat risky thing to do, but after the last person she had had him train he was willing to risk it.

“No.” he said flatly and prepared to walk out.

“Oh come on Kakashi!” Tsunade pleaded with him. “this one’s different. It won’t be like the last time, I promise. This guy is just your type.”

“That,” Kakashi said “is what you said the last time. And we all know how that turned out.”

“I didn’t say Kiba was your type when I asked you to train him.” Tsunade argued. “I just said that the two of you had a lot in common. You both liked dogs. Besides, I reassigned him to Raido after a week. Stop complaining.”

“Fine.” Said Kakashi. “I’ll stop complaining about Kiba. I’ll even go you one better won’t complain about the new person, because I’m not going to be his exclusive trainer. I’ll help train him, but I’m not taking him on full-time.”

“But Kakashi!” Tsunade was flat-out whining now. “He needs to have a single trainer. He’s new to all of this; he’s a virgin. Hell, I’ll bet he’s never even kissed anyone. Having multiple trainers will scare him and he’s already nervous enough as it is.”

“Then assign someone else to him for the next month. But I’m not doing it.” With that, Kakashi turned to leave once more.

“Did I mention that this one is very sweet and delicate?” Tsunade called out just as his hand was on the doorknob.

Kakashi stopped. Damn that woman! She would play on his weaknesses.

Kakashi loved small pretty men. He always had. He loved long hair, curling lashes, and delicate features. He loved being able to pick his partner up like he was a woman. Kakashi had even tried to switch over to women once; after all most of them were automatically small and sweet, but he quickly discovered it didn’t work that way. There was a big difference between a man in women’s clothing and an actual woman, and that wasn’t a difference he could overlook.

“What exactly do you want this one to be trained in?” Kakashi asked in a slightly suspicious tone of voice. He wasn’t agreeing to this just yet, but it wouldn’t hurt to find out a little more about the assignment.

“Everything except topping, which is why I want you to take him.” Tsunade replied. Kakashi never ever bottomed for anyone; he was a seme all the way. “Like I said, he has no experience, so I want you to take it slow at first, but he needs to know how to receive and how to service, as well as bondage training.”

“And you want him to stay in my quarters the whole time? He’s not a risk for running away?”

“I don’t think so. He seemed very intimidated by the size of our village and anyway, he has nowhere to go; his only relatives sold him to me.”

Kakashi felt a wave of sympathy wash over him. It couldn’t be easy for this guy to have been betrayed by his own family and taken away from his home. He really wished Tsunade would stop buying people. True, she only did it occasionally and it usually worked out for the person; if they truly couldn’t adjust to this life Tsunade let them work off their debt doing manual labor around the brothel and then let them leave. Still, he wasn’t comfortable with slavery. He had better take this assignment if only for the new guy’s sake; Kakashi was a good trainer, but he was also a kind one, which was more than could be said for some of his coworkers.

“All right.” He said, having made up his mind. “I’ll do it. But he’d better be everything you promised.”

Tsunade waved a hand dismissively. “Of course he is! Do you really think I’d lie to you? Honestly brat, you’re lucky your father was such a good friend of mine. I wouldn’t let anyone else get away with talking to me like that. Now get started.”

Kakashi left with a scowl on his face. She WOULD bring up his late father every chance she got. It was true that his father and Tsunade had been friends, but she didn’t need to make it sound like she was doing him some big favor employing him here. The truth was Tsunade had begged him to come work for her; he had given up a very lucrative job in security for this.

It might be time to ask for a raise.

Upon reaching his door Kakashi shook his head and set his irritation aside for the moment. He didn’t want to scare the new guy by coming in with a scowl on his face. Hopefully this one would be better than the last one; if not it was going to be a long month. He opened the door and stopped dead in his tracks.

Sitting on the bed was the most beautiful man he had ever seen.

He was small and slender. His skin was flawless and had a warm, light tint to it. He had beautiful silky dark brown hair, tied into a knot just above the nape of his gorgeous neck. Across his nose was a single scar stretching horizontally towards his cheeks. The scar didn’t detract from his looks; rather it looked like some exotic, almost tribal-like marking had been placed upon him. Best of all were his eyes. Wide and warm-colored, they were framed by long dark curling lashes and glowed with an inner light. He was looking straight at Kakashi with those beautiful eyes, an uncertain and somehow adorable expression on his face.

Taking in a silent breath, Kakashi closed and locked the door behind him. Never taking his eyes off that pretty face, he crossed the room to the bed took the man’s small chin in his hand.

“What is your name?” He asked in a quiet deep voice.

“Iruka. Iruka Umino.” The man answered. He seemed to be as hypnotized by Kakashi’s eyes as Kakashi was by his.

Still looking into Iruka’s eyes, Kakashi spoke was more.

“Form this day forward you are in my hands.”