The Trick Is Not Minding

Chapter Twenty-Two

When Kakashi woke it was late afternoon. He shifted slightly and pillowed his head on his arm, silently contemplating the man lying next to him. As he laid there his mind sifted through the last twenty four hours, patiently waiting as his world rearranged itself. In the end, he decided that, although he was sticky and a bit sore, this claiming had indeed been more than enjoyable. He puzzled some more, sexual pleasure was not something he’d really had experience with. Certainly he’d enjoyed it when he’d taken Iruka, just as Aoshi enjoyed it when he took him, that was how it worked. It felt good for him, but he hadn’t wanted to cause the gentle teacher pain. But now . . . against all odds he realized how wonderful it could feel to be dominated by another.

His eyes shifted to the chuunin again, lips turning up in a slight smile as the slender man pouted slightly in his sleep. I want this, he thought, more than anything I want this. Kakashi was a genius after all, he knew a good thing when he saw it, and, much like a dog who had been abused, he was fiercely loyal to this new gentle master. He decided he was glad he’d told the teacher he loved him and wanted to stay with him the night before. He might not have any idea what love was, but he knew the answer had made Iruka happy, and he wanted to make him happy . . . that’s what a good pet does, he concluded with a nod of his head.

His eyes raked over the teacher’s sleeping form, stopping at his morning erection. He pondered what he could do to show Iruka that he was happy with this new state of affairs. The jounin very gently slid a finger up the length of the chuunin’s shaft, making it twitch at the gentle stimulation. Then he leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on the tip, licking his lips and finding he quite enjoyed the taste. This was another thing he’d never done, well only once and not willingly, but Iruka had done for him so many times.
I can do this, he decided, I want to do this.

Course chosen he bent and took the tip of the teacher’s bobbing erection into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and gathering the drops of precum. He tentatively took the length further into his mouth, initiating an awkward bobbing motion as he slid further and further down the shaft. He gagged the first time it hit the back of his throat, then realized he needed to relax his muscles, and soon he was easily taking the whole length, swirling his tongue around the shaft as he slid up and down.

Iruka woke to the sensation of hot moisture surrounding his cock. He thought he was dreaming, but the reality of waking to find the copy-nin crouched between his legs devouring him sent his arousal to new heights. When incredible mismatched eyes opened and met his the teacher let out a long loud moan of pleasure. He threaded his hands in soft silver, gently rubbing and scratching, allowing the jounin to set the pace.

Then Kakashi began to hum and the teacher was lost. It was all he could do not to thrust hard into the hot mouth that was robbing him of his sanity, but he restrained himself, not wanting the jounin to feel trapped. When teeth gently scraped his length he exploded, filling the wanton mouth, and the copy-nin eagerly drank every drop, licking and sucking the spent member, making the chuunin shudder. Then he pulled away and proceeded to give his lover a passionate kiss, letting him taste himself. When they finally separated Kakashi bent his head and whispered “Good morning ‘ruka.”

When his brain finally caught up with him the chuunin returned the sentiment. “Good morning to you too ‘kashi-love, thank you for the wonderful wake up call.” He smiled a brilliant smile and gently caressed a pale cheek. “How are you feeling?”

The copy-nin thought for a moment and replied “I feel better than I have in years.” then he hesitated, unsure of how to phrase what he wanted to say, and even more unsure of how the teacher would react. “I. . . I want to stay with you ‘ruka, I want to do that again. Can I? I’ll be good, I promise.” then he dropped his head and shut his eyes, unwilling to face the rejection he was sure he’d receive.

The chuunin pulled the tall man into a tender embrace. “Of course you can stay with me ‘kashi. I already told you I’m yours and I always will be, I’m hopelessly addicted to you.” Then he placed a gentle kiss on the jounin’s lips “I can imagine no better life than to have you by my side . . . but, aren’t you afraid people will find out, I wouldn’t want you to be embarrassed.”

Kakashi didn’t even pause to think before he replied earnestly “I don’t care who knows I belong to you. I know how lucky I am to have you and I’ll do whatever I have to to keep you. Thank you so much ‘ruka,, I promise you’ll never regret it.” and with that he snuggled into the teacher’s embrace, kissing and nuzzling his face like an overenthusiastic puppy.

Iruka was still tired from the night before and fuzzy from his recent orgasm. If he had been less befuddled he would have questioned the phrasing of the copy-nin’s request. As it was, however, he was thrilled at the thought of having the jounin in his life permanently. After all, who questions it when they receive their heart’s desire? Instead he merely asked “Shower?” and received a nod in reply, so the pair rose and headed for the bathroom to start the day.

Takeda Shunpei had never believed in fate. When other people said ‘it was meant to be’ he shook his head and snorted in disbelief. Now, however, he was starting to rethink his position. First he’d just happened to join the group that had gone to Aoshi’s, then, when he was looking for information who did he run into first but Shiranui Genma, gossip whore deluxe. All that could have been mere coincidence, but this . . .

He’d given up trying to locate the copy-nin and the teacher. He’d checked Hatake’s after talking to Genma, but with no results. He’d even discretely inquired of Ibiki, disguising his interest under the guise of concern over how he was healing, but the interrogation master had no idea where they were. He did, however, assure Shunpei that everything must be fine as he hadn’t heard from them. With no other leads he had decided to just abandon the idea.

Now, though, now he knew exactly where they were. He had left the office at lunchtime, wandering down to the village to snag some takeout. As he waited for his order he had idly listened in on the conversation two civilians were having at the counter. “I can’t believe how badly I screwed up,” one man said, his head in his hands, “I actually made a joke about honeymooners working up an appetite. I didn’t know they were both guys, if I had I would never have teased him about his wife. The big guy pitched a fit, you should have seen it “I’m not a woman, Iruka.” he kept screaming. I was so embarrassed, now they’ll never leave me a tip.”

His friend tried to console him “It’s a big place, there’ll be lots of other tips.”

“True, true,” he replied, “but I count on the honeymoon suite, it’s usually my moneymaker.”

Shunpei couldn’t believe his ears, he said Iruka, he kept repeating, there’s only one Iruka in this village. Right then and there he decided that the fates wanted Hatake Kakashi to be his. Now I just have to wait until he leaves and follow him, he’ll lead me right to them. He chuckled to himself and hunkered down to wait, content in the knowledge that the grand prize would soon be his.