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Chapter 2
Title: So I’ll see you there then?
Chapter: 2 of 6
Author: Chibi-zoe (me)
Series: Naruto
Pairing: Kakashi x Iruka
Rating: R
Warnings: none
Summary: Kakashi is forced to undergo sexual dysfunction therapy and his therapist turns out to be Iruka
Chapter 2
“So I take it you enjoyed my book then?”
Kakashi looked up in surprise to see that Iruka-sensei had beaten him home, was standing there grinning at him and making hand gestures to indicate the lack of his usual book in his hands. He offered a superficial grin in response as he dug out his keys and waved the other man in.
“After you Iruka-sensei” he said politely.
“Why thank you Kakashi-sensei.”
Their arms brushed as Iruka moved past him and into the entranceway. Kakashi barely restrained a flinch at the close personal contact. Touching his students in an instructional manner he could cope with and the contact that came from tai-jutsu was something completely different. He could even live with the occasional congratulatory pat on the back from his friends, but this casual familiarity was disturbing in ways that he had trouble verbalising. He couldn’t very well say to the man, ‘Iruka-sensei, please don’t brush against me, it makes me feel uncomfortable’.
He watched as the other man quickly toed his sandals off and dropped his satchel on the floor near the wall. Butterflies immediately took wing in Kakashi’s stomach. If Iruka-sensei didn’t need his bag then it meant that they weren’t going to be doing anything overly intellectual today. Everything physical that he could think of, sent his mind into a panicked spin. He eyed the bag viciously for a moment before getting a hold of himself. If he was thinking murderous thoughts about inanimate objects then he was sicker than he thought.
Doffing his own sandals in the entrance way, he watched as Iruka-sensei walked slowly around his tiny living area, eyeing the pictures on the walls, and the books on the shelves. Then the man selected a cushion and plopped it on the ground and sat down making himself comfortable. Warm brown eyes looked up and met his. He suddenly felt rather silly standing there in the entrance way clutching his shopping bag to his chest and staring wordlessly at his guest. He lowered his arms and watched as intrigued eyes followed the motion.
He felt the childish urge to hide the bag behind his back, and was horrified to find that his arms were already moving. What was it about this man that put him so on edge? He unconsciously shifted his weight to his toes and stared longingly at the window.
“Come now Kakashi-sensei, don’t be shy let’s see what you’ve bought.”
Iruka-sensei was making hurrying motions with his hands and was clearly excited to see what was in the bag. Kakashi wished dearly that he’d thought a little more about the time, he hadn’t planned on letting his therapist know that he’d been shopping. Shuffling across the room, he slumped onto his favourite cushion and handed the bag to the other man, who immediately began to paw through it. The man made a funny noise, almost like a muffled laugh, as he pulled the opened manga out of the bag and placed in the floor.
Kakashi wished he felt comfortable enough with the situation to make a joke about the book, but instead he just sat there stewing in his own mortification which only increased as his therapist continued to make happy and interested noises as he emptied the bag. The two different types of lube, one warming and one in an Icha Icha themed tube received a knowing grin, and the vibrating cock ring a soft snort. Kakashi felt vaguely offended by that, as if Iruka-sensei didn’t think that he’d have a use for it.
Next out of the bag was a lime green, realistically shaped, vibrating dildo, with bands of beads inside that rotated at the push of a button, apparently to simulate the way a real cock pulsed. He’d been a little anxious about buying it as it looked very intimidating and he was positive that it was going to take a lot of play before he felt comfortable using it. Watching Iruka-sensei look at the box in surprise was an unsettling experience. He couldn’t tell from the others’ expression wether he thought it was a good choice or a bad choice.
The smallest butt plug that he’d been able to find was next out of the bag, followed by a selection of variously sized anal beads. Then there was the small stainless sound with screw-in cap and finally his prize. A smallish, electric pink plastic, egg-shaped vibrator with extra long wired remote. It appeared a lot less intimidating than some of his other purchases and promised to make him see stars. He was really looking forward to giving it a go when he had some private time to himself.
As Iruka lined the new toys up on the floor between them, Kakashi wished that the ground would just open up and swallow him. Looking at them all spread out in the harsh fluorescent light, he felt horribly perverted. He had to do something to distract the other man, hopefully long enough to escape through the window. Hmm, now what would occupy the sensei to allow him sufficient time to get away?
“Would you like some tea at all Iruka-sensei?”
“No thank you Kakashi-sensei, but it’s very kind of you to offer.”
Bugger, there went his escape plan. After double-checking that the bag was indeed empty, the man sat up straight and gave him a grin like a Cheshire cat. Kakashi swore he could almost see little sparkles dancing around the man’s head. It made the anxious feeling in his stomach at least ten times worse.
“That’s quite an interesting selection you have there Kakashi-sensei. You must’ve been like a kid in a candy shop. Would you like to explain to me why you picked out the items that you did? What was it about them that made you choose them?”
Kakashi wanted to do that about as much as he wanted to scoop out his remaining eye with a rusty spoon. He sat there sullenly, staring at the brightly coloured plastic packets marching in a line between himself and Iruka-sensei. An expectant silence enveloped the room and Kakashi’s conscience pricked him, he was supposed to be treating this like a mission, and on a mission you did what you needed to, not what you wanted to. He took a deep, calming breath, and then took another one just to have enough time to gather his thoughts.
“Maa Iruka-sensei, we both know that I picked these items because the associated acts in your book appealed to me. Let’s not beat around the bush here.” From the laugh that burst from the academy sensei’s throat, his snarky answer had been expected. A small, slim, note-book, emblazoned with Konoha’s Leaf insignia, was held out towards him, and with only a slight hesitation he took it. Flipping open the cover he discovered that it was blank. He looked at his therapist in confusion.
“Well then Kakashi-sensei, seeing as you’re clearly too embarrassed to talk to me about them now, I want you to record what you do with each of these items and the feelings that they inspire in you, in that note book. Don’t be shy now; I want lots and lots of juicy details, no matter how disgusting or disturbing they might seem to you.”
Under his mask, Kakashi was blushing furiously. The man was either a closet pervert or Jiraiya in disguise. Recording his experiments with his new sex toys, complete with his feelings? He could just imagine it:
‘Dear Diary,
Well, today I slowly inserted a hollow metal tube into my urethra. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but then it started to feel really, really good. I teased myself mercilessly with it until I came. I really need to start dating a medic-nin.
Kakashi’
If word of this ever got out he was going to be a laughing stock, he would never live it down. His fingers tightened over the notebook as he imagined what would happen if his students found out. It was one thing to have the entire village think that he was a pervert, it was quite another to have the everyone know exactly what it was that he did to himself and what he did it with. Some things were private for a reason. Tamping down the irritation he could feel rising, he looked across to Iruka-sensei, surprised to find the man studying him intently.
“What?” he couldn’t quite keep the irritation from his voice. It frustrated him that Iruka-sensei was so easily able to draw un-checked responses from him. He was normally completely in charge of himself.
“Nothing, I was just remembering how difficult it was when I kept a diary during my training. It was really difficult at first to really get into it knowing that I would have to record all of the nitty gritty. If it’s any consolation, it gets easier with practice.” Iruka-sensei’s voice was consoling without being condescending.
Kakashi eyed his therapist, who was sitting there quiet calmly for a man who had just admitted to keeping an explicit sex diary. Somehow, even knowing that the man was a fully qualified Sexual Dysfunction Therapist, he just couldn’t imagine that Iruka-sensei’s diary had been all that interesting. The man had a ridiculously wholesome aura and an absolutely spotless reputation. This required a little further investigation.
“You’ve kept a sex diary Iruka-sensei?” He couldn’t help the slight disbelieving waver from his voice.
“Of course I did. How could I, in good conscious, expect you to do something that I had never tried? Everything that I ask you to do in our sessions, I have already been through.” Iruka-sensei looked him directly in the eye as he spoke, clearly trying to prove his sincerity.
Well that was certainly a revelation, Konoha’s revered Academy sensei wrote down every intimate detail of all of his sex life. Kakashi felt a sudden urge to ask around town to see who the man had dated over the years, just in case there was someone interesting who he could use some decent blackmail material on. He was a jounin; Iruka-sensei was a chuunin. There was no way the other man could successfully hide something from him that he really wanted to get his hands on.
“Kakashi-sensei?” he started in embarrassment, as he realised that Iruka-sensei had been trying to gain his attention. He smiled sheepishly. What was it about that man?
“Yes Iruka-sensei?” he tried for contrite and subdued.
“If you enjoy that manga let me know, because I’ve got the rest of the series at home and you can borrow them if you like. Now don’t forget about the diary, if you feel more comfortable fill it out like a D-rank mission report, and we’ll look over it next week. I want to see at least two entries, although I would prefer to see three.
I also expect to see you at the mission desk first thing in the morning, the perfect mission for you came in late this evening. It’s a solo delivery to one of the civilian villages not far from Konoha that has a reputation for having the best romantic theatre in all of Fire Country.
I want you to go and see one of their productions and look at the way the actors portray intimacy and sexuality. Then I want you to think about the ways that this type of behaviour could be incorporated into real life and how you think that it would change other peoples’ opinions of you.
I’ll see you then Kakashi-sensei, enjoy your evening.”
With that, Iruka-sensei rose to his feet and waved a jaunty good-bye. Kakashi rubbed his face with his hands, had anyone ever died of humiliation before? He carefully gathered up all of his new toys and conscientiously read all of the operating instructions and warnings, before putting them away in the top drawer of his bedside table. There was no way that he was going to able to enjoy any of them tonight. Not when he had to be able to look Iruka-sensei in the eye at an impossibly early hour of the morning.
Chapter: 2 of 6
Author: Chibi-zoe (me)
Series: Naruto
Pairing: Kakashi x Iruka
Rating: R
Warnings: none
Summary: Kakashi is forced to undergo sexual dysfunction therapy and his therapist turns out to be Iruka
Chapter 2
“So I take it you enjoyed my book then?”
Kakashi looked up in surprise to see that Iruka-sensei had beaten him home, was standing there grinning at him and making hand gestures to indicate the lack of his usual book in his hands. He offered a superficial grin in response as he dug out his keys and waved the other man in.
“After you Iruka-sensei” he said politely.
“Why thank you Kakashi-sensei.”
Their arms brushed as Iruka moved past him and into the entranceway. Kakashi barely restrained a flinch at the close personal contact. Touching his students in an instructional manner he could cope with and the contact that came from tai-jutsu was something completely different. He could even live with the occasional congratulatory pat on the back from his friends, but this casual familiarity was disturbing in ways that he had trouble verbalising. He couldn’t very well say to the man, ‘Iruka-sensei, please don’t brush against me, it makes me feel uncomfortable’.
He watched as the other man quickly toed his sandals off and dropped his satchel on the floor near the wall. Butterflies immediately took wing in Kakashi’s stomach. If Iruka-sensei didn’t need his bag then it meant that they weren’t going to be doing anything overly intellectual today. Everything physical that he could think of, sent his mind into a panicked spin. He eyed the bag viciously for a moment before getting a hold of himself. If he was thinking murderous thoughts about inanimate objects then he was sicker than he thought.
Doffing his own sandals in the entrance way, he watched as Iruka-sensei walked slowly around his tiny living area, eyeing the pictures on the walls, and the books on the shelves. Then the man selected a cushion and plopped it on the ground and sat down making himself comfortable. Warm brown eyes looked up and met his. He suddenly felt rather silly standing there in the entrance way clutching his shopping bag to his chest and staring wordlessly at his guest. He lowered his arms and watched as intrigued eyes followed the motion.
He felt the childish urge to hide the bag behind his back, and was horrified to find that his arms were already moving. What was it about this man that put him so on edge? He unconsciously shifted his weight to his toes and stared longingly at the window.
“Come now Kakashi-sensei, don’t be shy let’s see what you’ve bought.”
Iruka-sensei was making hurrying motions with his hands and was clearly excited to see what was in the bag. Kakashi wished dearly that he’d thought a little more about the time, he hadn’t planned on letting his therapist know that he’d been shopping. Shuffling across the room, he slumped onto his favourite cushion and handed the bag to the other man, who immediately began to paw through it. The man made a funny noise, almost like a muffled laugh, as he pulled the opened manga out of the bag and placed in the floor.
Kakashi wished he felt comfortable enough with the situation to make a joke about the book, but instead he just sat there stewing in his own mortification which only increased as his therapist continued to make happy and interested noises as he emptied the bag. The two different types of lube, one warming and one in an Icha Icha themed tube received a knowing grin, and the vibrating cock ring a soft snort. Kakashi felt vaguely offended by that, as if Iruka-sensei didn’t think that he’d have a use for it.
Next out of the bag was a lime green, realistically shaped, vibrating dildo, with bands of beads inside that rotated at the push of a button, apparently to simulate the way a real cock pulsed. He’d been a little anxious about buying it as it looked very intimidating and he was positive that it was going to take a lot of play before he felt comfortable using it. Watching Iruka-sensei look at the box in surprise was an unsettling experience. He couldn’t tell from the others’ expression wether he thought it was a good choice or a bad choice.
The smallest butt plug that he’d been able to find was next out of the bag, followed by a selection of variously sized anal beads. Then there was the small stainless sound with screw-in cap and finally his prize. A smallish, electric pink plastic, egg-shaped vibrator with extra long wired remote. It appeared a lot less intimidating than some of his other purchases and promised to make him see stars. He was really looking forward to giving it a go when he had some private time to himself.
As Iruka lined the new toys up on the floor between them, Kakashi wished that the ground would just open up and swallow him. Looking at them all spread out in the harsh fluorescent light, he felt horribly perverted. He had to do something to distract the other man, hopefully long enough to escape through the window. Hmm, now what would occupy the sensei to allow him sufficient time to get away?
“Would you like some tea at all Iruka-sensei?”
“No thank you Kakashi-sensei, but it’s very kind of you to offer.”
Bugger, there went his escape plan. After double-checking that the bag was indeed empty, the man sat up straight and gave him a grin like a Cheshire cat. Kakashi swore he could almost see little sparkles dancing around the man’s head. It made the anxious feeling in his stomach at least ten times worse.
“That’s quite an interesting selection you have there Kakashi-sensei. You must’ve been like a kid in a candy shop. Would you like to explain to me why you picked out the items that you did? What was it about them that made you choose them?”
Kakashi wanted to do that about as much as he wanted to scoop out his remaining eye with a rusty spoon. He sat there sullenly, staring at the brightly coloured plastic packets marching in a line between himself and Iruka-sensei. An expectant silence enveloped the room and Kakashi’s conscience pricked him, he was supposed to be treating this like a mission, and on a mission you did what you needed to, not what you wanted to. He took a deep, calming breath, and then took another one just to have enough time to gather his thoughts.
“Maa Iruka-sensei, we both know that I picked these items because the associated acts in your book appealed to me. Let’s not beat around the bush here.” From the laugh that burst from the academy sensei’s throat, his snarky answer had been expected. A small, slim, note-book, emblazoned with Konoha’s Leaf insignia, was held out towards him, and with only a slight hesitation he took it. Flipping open the cover he discovered that it was blank. He looked at his therapist in confusion.
“Well then Kakashi-sensei, seeing as you’re clearly too embarrassed to talk to me about them now, I want you to record what you do with each of these items and the feelings that they inspire in you, in that note book. Don’t be shy now; I want lots and lots of juicy details, no matter how disgusting or disturbing they might seem to you.”
Under his mask, Kakashi was blushing furiously. The man was either a closet pervert or Jiraiya in disguise. Recording his experiments with his new sex toys, complete with his feelings? He could just imagine it:
‘Dear Diary,
Well, today I slowly inserted a hollow metal tube into my urethra. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but then it started to feel really, really good. I teased myself mercilessly with it until I came. I really need to start dating a medic-nin.
Kakashi’
If word of this ever got out he was going to be a laughing stock, he would never live it down. His fingers tightened over the notebook as he imagined what would happen if his students found out. It was one thing to have the entire village think that he was a pervert, it was quite another to have the everyone know exactly what it was that he did to himself and what he did it with. Some things were private for a reason. Tamping down the irritation he could feel rising, he looked across to Iruka-sensei, surprised to find the man studying him intently.
“What?” he couldn’t quite keep the irritation from his voice. It frustrated him that Iruka-sensei was so easily able to draw un-checked responses from him. He was normally completely in charge of himself.
“Nothing, I was just remembering how difficult it was when I kept a diary during my training. It was really difficult at first to really get into it knowing that I would have to record all of the nitty gritty. If it’s any consolation, it gets easier with practice.” Iruka-sensei’s voice was consoling without being condescending.
Kakashi eyed his therapist, who was sitting there quiet calmly for a man who had just admitted to keeping an explicit sex diary. Somehow, even knowing that the man was a fully qualified Sexual Dysfunction Therapist, he just couldn’t imagine that Iruka-sensei’s diary had been all that interesting. The man had a ridiculously wholesome aura and an absolutely spotless reputation. This required a little further investigation.
“You’ve kept a sex diary Iruka-sensei?” He couldn’t help the slight disbelieving waver from his voice.
“Of course I did. How could I, in good conscious, expect you to do something that I had never tried? Everything that I ask you to do in our sessions, I have already been through.” Iruka-sensei looked him directly in the eye as he spoke, clearly trying to prove his sincerity.
Well that was certainly a revelation, Konoha’s revered Academy sensei wrote down every intimate detail of all of his sex life. Kakashi felt a sudden urge to ask around town to see who the man had dated over the years, just in case there was someone interesting who he could use some decent blackmail material on. He was a jounin; Iruka-sensei was a chuunin. There was no way the other man could successfully hide something from him that he really wanted to get his hands on.
“Kakashi-sensei?” he started in embarrassment, as he realised that Iruka-sensei had been trying to gain his attention. He smiled sheepishly. What was it about that man?
“Yes Iruka-sensei?” he tried for contrite and subdued.
“If you enjoy that manga let me know, because I’ve got the rest of the series at home and you can borrow them if you like. Now don’t forget about the diary, if you feel more comfortable fill it out like a D-rank mission report, and we’ll look over it next week. I want to see at least two entries, although I would prefer to see three.
I also expect to see you at the mission desk first thing in the morning, the perfect mission for you came in late this evening. It’s a solo delivery to one of the civilian villages not far from Konoha that has a reputation for having the best romantic theatre in all of Fire Country.
I want you to go and see one of their productions and look at the way the actors portray intimacy and sexuality. Then I want you to think about the ways that this type of behaviour could be incorporated into real life and how you think that it would change other peoples’ opinions of you.
I’ll see you then Kakashi-sensei, enjoy your evening.”
With that, Iruka-sensei rose to his feet and waved a jaunty good-bye. Kakashi rubbed his face with his hands, had anyone ever died of humiliation before? He carefully gathered up all of his new toys and conscientiously read all of the operating instructions and warnings, before putting them away in the top drawer of his bedside table. There was no way that he was going to able to enjoy any of them tonight. Not when he had to be able to look Iruka-sensei in the eye at an impossibly early hour of the morning.