The Hunt

It’s only over when you give up. Nothing ends as long as your resolve stays firm.
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Iruka slowly opened his eyes as he drifted back into consciousness. He could smell the earth, the moisture and the mold of the place that he was in. He could sense the pitch black darkness and smell the acrid order of…corpses…That unique smell of death. He began to carefully move his limbs. First his fingers, yes, mostly in working order, only one broken. Then his toes, also in working order but why the hell was he barefoot? He then tried to move his wrists…but he couldn‘t? Neither one would move, what the hell? He also tried to move his ankles but they similarly would not move no matter what he did. He began to reach out with his chakra, trying to find his enemies or any clue as to why his whole body but his fingers and toes were immobile.

It didn’t work.

His chakra was completely blocked.

That was when it hit him. The restraints around his writs and ankles were chakra blocks. He once again tried to move his body and found the restraints also holding him down at his waist, upper arms and upper thighs. He tried to move his head. He couldn’t see, his hair was still down and blocking his vision. But, even with that small movement he could feel the chakra control collar around his neck. He was effectively and completely chakra blocked. He had no way of moving, of drawing on his chakra or of even having a chance to escape.

“Ne…ne…Tolo, I think our pretty boy prey is waking up, what’cha think, hmm, what’cha think, hmm, hmm?” Iruka heard the overly child-like voice of one of his captors say excitedly. He could hear the thump of feet on the floor as if the child-like captor were jumping up and down while watching him and relaying his message.

“I’m thinkin’ we ought’n just’a killed ‘im when we ‘ad the chance.” Iruka could distinctly hear the gravely voice of the big tattooed man that had sealed his fate with his words before the hunt began. He inwardly cringed as he thought of what that voice could do to him and anyone else that came in contact with it.

“No, Nitsu, we need him, we need what he has.” Iruka felt the man that they called Tolo come closer to him and withdrew as far as he could into the wall behind him. He felt the mans cold hands sliding up his stomach and carefully around his would and tried to withdraw even further into the cold wall behind him. Then he screamed. He screamed when he felt Tolo’s fingers press into the fresh wound on his chest and dip inside, pulling on the already ripped flesh and causing him to bleed again. He felt the nausea begin and then he saw a graying at the corners of his vision. Iruka closed his eyes and tried to catch his breath as his body shuddered. He saw the graying on his vision begin to take over and let his head hang, trying to let the feeling overtake him but was abruptly pulled back from unconsciousness when a bony hand hit him hard across the face and grabbed his hair forcing him to look up into the face of the leader of his captors. He then felt lips against his own and his eyes shot open impossibly further. He panicked He struggled as much as he could in his bonds and bit down hard on the lips still pressed against his. This caused his captor to pull back and spit blood from his mouth then deliver another nasty slap to Iruka’s face hard enough to slam his head back against the wall. He shook his head, trying to clear the dizziness from the impact as a hand viciously grabbed the back of his head and another set of hands shoved a gag in his mouth, securely tying at the back of his skull.

“Che, so you do have some fight in you, fucking pretty boy, that wasn’t very nice.” Iruka saw the leader wipe his hand across his mouth then spit out some more blood as he growled at him. “If you didn’t have that fucking tracking Gekkei Genkai in your family you’d be fucking dead.” Iruka looked up at him shocked, confused, Gekkei Genkai? His family? “You’re going to give that to us, then were going to release the jutsu on that wound on your chest, let you go, and let you fucking bleed to death on your own.” Iruka looked around him, still trying to process the information while taking in his surroundings now that he could see.

He glanced around at his captors, automatically taking in their looks and attitudes. Captor number one was a short, blond man, complete with freckles and moss green eyes. He acted with a childish demeanor. He was still jumping up and down from the fact that Iruka had been a “bad boy”. The second was the big man, with the tattoo’s, apparently called Nitsu. He had a bored demeanor, not unlike Shikamaru, but a nasty attitude that did not match the cloud gazing boy at all. The third captor was the one that had hurled a kunai at his chest with, apparently, amazing aim seeing as he took him down but he did not kill him. He stuck to the shadows and seemed to have black hair but the most piercing ice blue eyes he had ever seen. They were nothing like Naruto’s. There was no warmth in them at all. He radiated killer intent but, as far as Iruka knew, had never said a word in his presence. The last was the leader, Tolo. The one that Iruka had thought the sanest at their first meeting but was quickly proven wrong. He carried a sheathed sword, and hopefully it would stay that way, along with an array of weapons. He had fire red hair almost as long as he was tall and was looking at Iruka with a type of narcissistic glee that would make anyone cringe.

“Now, pretty boy, about that Gekkei Genkai. What is it called? Nancisor?” Iruka watched the leader as he spoke to him while looking at the blood on his hand before lifting his hand the his lips to taste it. “You are going to demonstrate that to us, boy. We are going to copy it and then we are going to disappear.” Iruka stared at the leader in utter confusion. He made a little sound around the gag in his mouth as he processed the fact that these men could copy Gekkei Genkai. Now he was frightened and had no way to tell these men that he had no idea what they were talking about and as far as he knew, his family had never had a Gekkei Genkai. “We already know how it works, pretty boy, so we know that we only have to remove this block around your neck and you can find anyone we want you to find.” Iruka felt hands go up to his neck and he jerked his head to the side when the collar was ripped from his neck. He sighed automatically and relaxed slightly as he felt little bits of chakra return to his body. There was where his enemy made their first mistake. They underestimated him and the power of the rest of their chakra blocks. He saw the leader step forward and just when he was close enough released a burst of chakra, shattering the remaining chakra bonds around his body and throwing the leader back into the cave wall. The leader glared up at him in shock and Iruka just smiled. Everyone underestimated him but Iruka could be a Jounin if he wanted to.

Now, he was just wondering how to get out of the building without bleeding to death first or being murdered by one of his other captors. He never knew that with his little show of defiance he had done just what he needed to, He had alerted the search parties as to right where he was.
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“ Genma…was that…did we…” Kakashi couldn’t seem to form coherent sentences as he felt a burst of his, thought to be dead, lovers chakra was over him. He stared down at the ground as he felt the signature begin to become more steady and literally shook with excitement and fear at the thought of finally finding his lover, his Iruka.

“Heh, I knew the ornery teacher couldn’t die that easy. Hell yeah Kakashi, that was Iruka and I believe he was right below us.” Kakashi watched as Genma pointed down and then gave him a thumbs up before performing the hand seals to take himself underground. Kakashi quickly followed suit and found himself in a dark tunnel that seemed to go on forever with no doors. Genma pointed to the left and pased his hand through a seemingly solid wall before stepping through. “Le’s just follow his chakra directly, ‘parrently nothing in this place is real.” Kakasha nodded and they set out a full tilt run in search of Iruka.
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Iruka glanced around at his captors as they all glared at him. The silent man went to leader and helped him to his feet and Iruka watched as he slowly dusted himself off.

“Now, now, my prey, that wasn’t very nice of you at all. I do not believe I can let that one slide at all. I have no chouce but to kill you, we can find people the old fashioned way.” Iruka stopped breathing as he saw the leader put his hand onto the hilt of sword and slowly withdrew it turning it so that it would flash in the dim light of the room. Iruka stepped back from the menacing look in the leaders eyes and only succeeded in trapping himself back against the wall of the room. His hand automatically went to his hip to grab a counter weapon but found nothing and Iruka could only watch as the leader brandished his sword and came at Iruka, his blade aimed directly to cut through Iruka’s throat. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he waited for the cold steel to bite into his skin. He waited and was confused when it never happened.

Iruka slowly opened his eyes and took in the scene before him with silent awe and horror. The enemy’s were scattered like rag dolls discarded but an angry child. Amidst the havoc he saw the one man that he thought he would never see again…Kakashi…Kakashi was there. Iruka fell to his knees and began to sob, curling into himself until he felt strong arms lift him and cradle his body against the familiar chest. Iruka lifted his head and hands at the same time, pulling down the mask in his way as he pressed his lips against Kakashi’s. His hands tangled in Kakashi’s hair as if he was holding on for his life. He felt strong arms hold him tight as a tongue pushed past his lips to invade him mouth and steal his breath. He felt moisture on his face but did not even register it as he melted into the kiss given to him. Iruka did not care about anything else, the world could disappear and he would not leave this kiss, this was his lover and he was finally home. He only pulled away long enough to say the name that meant the most to him.

Kakashi…
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To Start off, i am so sorry i didn't get this out when i said i would but...well, life happened and it sucked.

Definition: Nancisor means to find.

OK, i don't know if i'm really happy with this chapter but it explained what was going through the maniacs minds when they took Iruka and some people were wondering.

Unnooo, anyway, this is not the last chapter but the next chapter wil be KakaIru smut so i dun know how long it will take, hopefully i can have it out tommorrow but i can't make any promises.

Umm, thanks for reading and reviews are dearly loved!!