Black Swan (not at all connected to the movie)

Akira: Have you seen my other work? Just about every one of my stories involve Kakashi getting it on with an Uchiha. It’s actually the Uchiha I love, but Kakashi is another fav and only he can truly handle an Uchiha. At least in my humble opinion.

Lemon!

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The next morning Sasuke was a little more receptive to Kakashi’s attentions, though he was still hesitant. But he allowed Kakashi to draw him into his arms from behind. He was allowing himself to relax into his embrace. The warmth of another human being was comforting. It had been so long. Kakashi nuzzled his nose in the feather like black hair. Sasuke was becoming very malleable.

At the knock on the door, Sasuke sprang away like a rabbit from a fox. Kakashi answered the door. Merely a messenger from the Hokage. When he turned back to Sasuke, he was perched on the counter eating a buttered slice of bread as if they hadn’t been touching at all that morning, as expressionless and imperious looking as ever.

Kakashi sat at the table to eat his breakfast and read the note. Sasuke eased himself down off the counter gracefully to join him.

“The Hokage wants to know if I think you’re ready to begin going on missions again. She’ll start us off on a B rank, knowing you and Naruto would resent anything less.”

“I’m ready.”

“I agree. We’ll take the mission. The teamwork between you three hasn’t changed,” Kakashi sighed, “but I think you and Naruto are more amenable to that now.” Sasuke nodded; he was shut up again behind his walls, but they ate in an easy silence.

“Go collect Naruto and I’ll find Sakura. We’ll meet at the Hokage tower.” Sasuke silently nodded, collected his weapons and slipped out a window. Kakashi had to smile; something of him had rubbed off on his student.

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They never so much as made eye contact when they regrouped and received their orders. Guarding a rich merchant convoy. Easy. Sasuke took the high road in the trees as the other walked along side. Sasuke perched as a hawk and searched his surroundings with his Sharingan. Kakashi couldn’t help glancing up at him when he was in view. To any other he was the wind tottering the branches as he moved or a shadow when he sat perched among the leaves.

Could Sasuke still be called the boy he trained? Be that as it may, he was proud of him. Meanwhile . . . He looked ahead at Naruto. Hitting on Sakura again, as loud as a drunkard. Nothing like his father. At least Sakura was trying to do her job. Then again, Kakashi was slacking, his mind preoccupied.

A perfect scream of a hawk reached his ears with a familiar ring to it. Kakashi raised his headband.

“Naruto!” he hissed. The two ahead of the convoy readied themselves. They needn’t have bothered. Kakashi heard the clang of weapons to the west. He wanted to fly to Sasuke’s side, but he needed to remain with the convoy. “Naruto, backup Sasuke. Sakura, we’ll guard the convoy.”

But Sasuke appeared on a branch just above them looking utterly pleased with himself. “We’re clear for now.” Without another word or glance, Sasuke disappeared back into the trees.

Kakashi smirked. Sasuke was too good. By the end, Sasuke had beaten off three attacks. A whole B ranked mission, and the other three didn’t so much as throw a single kunai. Sasuke did deign to walk with them on the way back. Sakura had that adoring look on her face again and Naruto was scowling at him; everything was the same as four years ago. Except that Kakashi was staring at the boy too.

“Eh, Sasuke,” Naruto started. Kakashi thought Sasuke seemed suddenly saddened. “You could have left something for us.”

“We’re here to do a job, not prove our skills or have fun.” Sasuke was saddened, it was in his voice as well as his eyes.

Sasuke dropped back slowly to walk beside Kakashi. They hung back a bit so they could talk.

“It’s been a long time. Do I have to turn in anything I got off those bandits or share with the team?”

“You don’t have to, but they’d like you to.”

“I kept everything I found while I was gone. Orochimaru, believe it or not, wasn’t exceptionally greedy.”

“Do as you like, but if you keep it, don’t tell anyone.” Sasuke hummed. “Can I ask you something?” Sasuke hummed. “Why were you suddenly sad when Naruto started talking to you?”

“You’re attentive, aren’t you?”

“I admit I was staring.”

“Suigetsu always used to say, ‘Eh, Sasuke.’”

“You miss your team.”

“Of course I do. I never found out what happened to Suigetsu and Juugo. And Karen escaped Konoha before I got here. I don’t what happened to any of them.”

It was Kakashi’s turn to hum. “Good work, by the way. Perfect performance.” Sasuke looked at him as if he’d just said he and Gai were lovers. “What’s with that look?”

“Not used to praise.”

“Orochimaru not very nurturing?”

Sasuke laughed. That made the other two stop and turn around. They just stared at him.

“No, he wasn’t,” Sasuke said, ignoring the other two, walking around them, a smile still on his face. It took a minute for the others to follow. Kakashi remained at Sasuke’s side.

“I should have gone back to find Suigetsu and Juugo,” Sasuke continued. “I hope they’ll alright. I’m more worried about Juugo. Suigetsu can take care of himself, but Juugo . . . I should have never left him. But I didn’t have much of a choice at the time. They may still be in the Land of Iron. If I had a more solid position here I would ask to go after them.”

“I’ll talk to the Hokage. You did end the Fourth Shinobi War almost singlehandedly. The Five Nations owe you something more than a pardon.”

Sasuke stiffened a little. “Did they tell you everything about how I ended the war?”

“Just that you made Kabuto release all the shinobi he resurrected, killed him, then killed Madara. I saw you kill Madara myself.”

Sasuke hummed.

Yeah, he did end the war. But Kakashi didn’t know the half of it; everything that happened behind the scenes of such a simple explanation. He obvious didn’t know why Sasuke turned on Madara. The Hokage and Inochi knew, but probably very few others. He’d told them the whole story and Inochi entered his mind to confirm it.

But there was one thing, one thing he used all his will and wit to hide from Inochi. He forced himself to believe the truth was his imagining, a wistful dream, and that a fabricated memory was the truth. He’d done such a good job, Inochi wasn’t suspicious at all and even Sasuke had begun to doubt the truth. He couldn’t tell anyone the real truth. Maybe if he was allowed to search for his team, he could . . .

Naruto spoke up from behind them. “Sasuke.” Sasuke tuned. “If granny-Tsunade lets you search for them, I’m with you, I’ll help you.”

Sakura nodded and smiled. “Me too!”

Sasuke looked dumbfounded. “Thank you.” It sounded like the words cost him a lot.

Sasuke was silent the rest of the way home.

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When they got home, Kakashi threw his vest and pouch laden belt in the corner and sat on the sofa. It was a long walk. Sasuke was a little slower to strip off his equipment, not feeling at home enough to casually ditch his stuff near the door like that. But he pulled out his sheathed sword and stripped his black vest and belt. He placed the lot on a side table and sat next to Kakashi. He was more tired, having been thinking about Taka, the events leading to the end of the war, and the one secret he could never tell anyone. That secret was great burden and it was eating him up inside.

He curled up against Kakashi’s side. Kakashi was thrown off guard by his affections, but he put an arm around the younger man and said nothing. Sasuke fell into a doze.

Kakashi amused himself by petting the feather like hair for a while and Sasuke didn’t wake up. If Sasuke wasn’t still a little skittish of him, he would attempt to pick him up and take him to his bed and spoon him until he woke up and freaked. He just let Sasuke doze against him.

The growling of Sasuke’s stomach woke its owner up.

“I’ll make you dinner,” Kakashi said as he got up and Sasuke sat up blurry-eyed.

“How long was I asleep?”

“About an hour.”

“You let me lean against you for an hour?”

“Wasn’t an imposition. I liked it actually.”

Sasuke blushed and curled back up against the arm of the sofa. “Need any help?”

“I was thinking stir-fry. Mind cleaning the snow peas.”

“Easy enough.”

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Kakashi put together a proposal for looking for the rest of Sasuke’s team and handed it in for consideration to the Hokage. And they waited.

Meanwhile, the pair were settling into a domestic normalcy. Sasuke was staying basically rent free, but he fronted a lot of the money for food. And he let Kakashi touch him; he was even coming to expect it. Kakashi wondered if Sasuke’s willingness to be touched more often had something to do with his offer to convince the Hokage to let them look for his former teammates. Sasuke was also opening up to him, talking to him, even reminiscing about his short lived team.

After another B rank mission, Kakashi sat on the sofa and pulled the younger man onto him. Sasuke straddled Kakashi’s thighs and kissed him. Sasuke’s thighs were spread wide and Kakashi gripped the top of them as he kissed him. This was the most intimate they’d been so far and Kakashi was glad Sasuke accepted it. Kakashi’s lips moved down to Sasuke’s throat. Sasuke gave up complete control as Kakashi massaged his thighs and suckled at his neck. Kakashi’s hands moved inward to feel the perfect curve of Sasuke’s ass. Sasuke shifted uncomfortably especially as fingers teased his crack through his tight pants. Kakashi was embolden by the fact Sasuke didn’t tell him to stop. His other hand slipped even further down to caress his perineum and scrotum. But that was too much.

“Don’t do that.”

“I know, I know. You’re not ready to have sex yet.”

“If you respect that, then why haven’t you stopped?”

“Because you’re pressing into my hand.”

“I said ‘stop,’ Kakashi.” Kakashi finally stopped, returning his hands to Sasuke’s thighs.

“Apologies.” He kept sucking on Sasuke’s throat and Sasuke didn’t protest for several minutes.

Sasuke pulled his neck away. “I’m already going to need to jack off.”

“I could help you with that.”

Sasuke leveled a glare at him which didn’t have much strength having been pleasured so much. He leaned back, preparing to go, but Kakashi held on.

“You going to let me go?”

“No.”

Sasuke groaned.

“Not until you tell me what happened.”

“What?”

“With Orochimaru.”

“What with Orochimaru?”

Kakashi answered only with his eyes. Sasuke squinted at him, but then started to realize what he meant.

“You’re asking if he raped me?”

“Yeah.”

“No. He tried to seduce me a few times, but I made it clear if he wanted to keep that tongue he wouldn’t try that again. I am a virgin.” A blush bloomed on his cheeks.

“I thought he . . . and that’s why you didn’t want to . . . get too intimate.”

“I’m just . . .” Sasuke thought better of confessing and tried to pull away.

“If you can’t tell me, this relationship will go nowhere.”

Sasuke relaxed and sighed. “I’m not sure if . . . if you can give me what I need and if I can . . .” Sasuke didn’t seem prepared to finish that thought.

“What is it you need?”

“That’s just it. I don’t even think I can tell you. Puts me in a difficult position.”

“Well, trust me, there is nothing you can ask that would shock me or change the way I feel about you.”

“Really?” Sasuke asked with skepticism.

“Really. Even if you wanted me to dance around in a tutu. I’ve heard it all before.”

“Or read about it.” Sasuke considered. “All right.” He settled down and looked Kakashi in the eyes. “One reason I love you is that you are probably one of the only people who I ever felt was a match for me. You gave me a sound beating more than once, utterly defeated me during that first exercise with the bells, and you were the only one who could . . . stop me.” The implication of that last statement wasn’t lost on Kakashi; Sasuke used to have a fiery temper and the only one who could rein the young man in was his sensei. “Getting older, I discovered what it was I wanted and I decided that you were one of few who could . . . dominate me.”

“Dominate you?”

“Dominate me.”

“Is that an order?”

“Not tonight.”

“Why not, we’re already half way.”

“Not tonight.”

“Well, to answer your concerns, I do have experience. I quite enjoy it actually. I’m not as . . . physically abusive as others, that’s why they come to me and not Ibiki.”

Sasuke grimaced. “I don’t want to know what Ibiki does.”

“No, you probably don’t.”

“I imagine that iron maiden comes into play.”

“Not just the iron maiden. Wait, how do you know about his iron maiden?”

“I had a brief tour as a threat if I didn’t come completely clean when I returned. Inochi confirmed Ibiki’s services were not needed. So, what are you then? A professional dom?”

“We Jounin take care of each other. Shinobi can be prone to contrition, especially Jounin and ANBU; the chunin don’t usually have a need for that kind of thing. After my whole team died, even my sensei, the great Yondaime, I ended up spending nearly a week with Ibiki.”

Kakashi was surprised by the sympathy on Sasuke’s face. “How old were you?”

“Seventeen or eighteen. I don’t really remember. I haven’t gone to see Ibiki very often since then.”

Sasuke’s skin puckered. Something told him Kakashi had gone to him after Sasuke left the village four years ago.

“As for me, I’m mostly verbally abusive. Something of a turn on to some to be demeaned like that. Usually the more imperious, the more they crave to be demeaned and dominated.”

Sasuke’s eyes showed that he was perfectly aware of that. “Just talking down to them?”

“A little light bondage, nothing too extreme, just a little restraint, just enough to keep you from finishing too early.”

“Really? Perfect. That’s what I’m looking for.”

“But not always. I’d also want to make love to you.”

“Just to me?”

“No one else. The others will just have to ask Ibiki to be gentle. And I haven’t been loving to anyone in a decade.”

“I was right about you then.”

“But what about you?”

“Me?”

“You weren’t sure about yourself.” Sasuke’s pleased and flirting expression eased away. “You’re afraid to give yourself over like that, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Trust me. I won’t harm you. I’ll take care of you. Always.”

They kissed, a long and languid kiss. Sasuke grabbed the older man’s wrists and pulled his hands up his body to his sides. Suddenly Sasuke pulled out of his weaker grasp.

“Goodnight.”

Sasuke went to his room. Kakashi followed and waited outside the door to listen in. He was chased away by the thump of something being thrown against the door.

Amused, Kakashi went to his own room.

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Kakashi’s suspicion that Sasuke was warming to him because he was willing to help Sasuke find his missing teammates was intensified after the Hokage approved their request to search for them because it was that night Sasuke finally let him make love to him. But it could have been a letting go of the tension that must have been in him since the end of the war.

They returned from a mission and showered. Sasuke took a little longer having been shoved into a swap by Naruto. Naruto was still in the hospital.

Kakashi answered his door dressed for bed with a surgical mask covering his lower face. Curiosity drew Sasuke out as he was still drying his hair, also dressed for bed.

“Kotectzu-san.”

“I have a message from the Hokage.” He looked passed Kakashi to Sasuke. “She approves your request to search for your former teammates. Here are the details.” He handed Kakashi a scroll.

“Thank you,” Kakashi said. Sasuke bowed his thanks.

Kakashi shut the door and opened the scroll. “The Hokage will seek them through diplomatic channels; see if they were still captives of the Land of Iron, somewhere else, or already dead. If she cannot locate them that way, she will send our team out to look for them.”

When he looked up at Sasuke, something was very different about him. It took Kakashi a moment to put his finger on it. The tension in his body had been given some slack.

“You’re really worried about them, aren’t you?”

Sasuke sat on the sofa. “Not so much for Suigetsu, but I took Juugo and Karin away from what had become their homes, where they were comfortable. I feel responsible for them. Suigetsu doesn’t need anyone. I hope he and Juugo stuck together and Karin went home.” Sasuke truly looked relieved. He aggressively finished drying his hair. “They were starting to become family to me until . . . At that point vengeance had driven me insane. I hope they can forgive me.”

“Everyone else has.”

“But I left them all to die.”

“You tried to kill Naruto, Sakura, and I. They’ve probably heard about you coming to your senses, wherever they are.” Kakashi sat beside him and massaged Sasuke’s neck with one hand.

There was another change in Sasuke at that moment. It was something no one else would have been able to see, but Kakashi had been watching and studying Sasuke even when Sasuke didn’t realize it and he was watching Sasuke intently now. Sasuke let his spine curve back into the sofa, his arms relaxed, and his thighs eased and opened slightly. His body became open and inviting. Kakashi looked into his eyes and saw a frighten invitation.

Kakashi turned his body toward him and gave Sasuke another chance to back out. Sasuke merely gave a slight nod. Kakashi pulled his flimsy mask away and kissed Sasuke. His fingers played at Sasuke’s hairline, soothing his nervousness. Sasuke began kissing back and brought a hand to Kakashi’s cheek.

After a while, Kakashi suggested, “Bedroom.” Sasuke nodded and Kakashi helped him up.

Sasuke sat on Kakashi’s bed, unsure of what to do. Kakashi retrieved some lube and bent over to kiss him and ease him down on his back. Kakashi pealed the white nightshirt from Sasuke’s body, kissing the skin he exposed. He sort of regretted the fact he was freshly showered as there was no native taste to his skin or smell. He attacked the younger man’s nipples. Sasuke gave up the first groan of the night.

Kakashi’s hand snaked over Sasuke’s waist to his hip and under the waistband of his pants. Sasuke spread his legs a little and didn’t shy away from his touch. Kakashi took the safer road and moved his hand further down Sasuke’s smooth thigh, dragging the pants down where it was caught on his wrist. Sasuke raised his ass to let the pants be stripped from him.

Kakashi let his own pants fall and quickly stripped his shirt. He then pulled Sasuke up to finish stripping him. He crawled over Sasuke while Sasuke pulled himself up and around to lie properly on the bed.

The moon was a mere crescent, but it provided just enough light to make Sasuke skin look like white gold.

“You are so beautiful.” Sasuke blushed.

Kakashi went back to nursing on his chest while he finally placed a hand on Sasuke half hard erection. Sasuke gave a soft grunt. Kakashi gave him one stroke making Sasuke buck his hips. He teased Sasuke’s scrotum with one finger. Sasuke started to writhe. Kakashi decided this would become his favorite pastime: torturing Sasuke. He loved the sounds he was making and loved the fact he could make the Uchiha writhe.

Kakashi disengaged. Sasuke opened his eyes, they were smoldering. Kakashi opened the lube and moved down between Sasuke’s legs. Sasuke shut his eyes, trying to mentally prepare himself to be penetrated for the first time. But his eyes snapped opened when Kakashi took the head of his cock into his mouth.

Kakashi was gladdened that this was obviously Sasuke first blowjob. As much as he looked like a playboy, Sasuke was indeed a virgin in every way. Sasuke’s back bent, he drew up legs up, and reached down toward Kakashi’s head, but with his spine bent back, he couldn’t reach. Kakashi couldn’t suppress a superior smirk around the length in his mouth.

While Sasuke was distracted by his mouth, Kakashi touched his lubed fingers to Sasuke’s entrance. Sasuke felt the fingers entering him, but he focused on the sucking sensation and the rough tongue caressing the underside of his cock.

Sasuke settled down and was able to reach the brush of white hair with his right hand. He merely fisted his hair, not bold enough to try to dictate Kakashi’s motions, leaving it all to Kakashi.

Sasuke wasn’t loosening as he added a second finger. Kakashi pulled away to tell him to relax. He went back to prior occupation. Sasuke tried to relax, but failed. He really is a tight ass, Kakashi thought. He retracted one finger and redoubled his efforts with his mouth. He sought out Sasuke’s prostate with one finger while prodding his perineum. He knew one good orgasm would loosen him up.

Sasuke’s hips couldn’t hold still and his grip in Kakashi’s hair was tightening. Sasuke had been mostly silent, but now he started sighing. Sasuke’s body tightened up and he tried to speak, failing. He finally got out, “Ka—shi, I’m . . .”

Kakashi’s answer was to suck harder and stab his tongue in Sasuke’s slit. He was shocked by the full voiced cry that escaped the ever quiet Sasuke when he cam; it was the closest thing to a scream he ever heard come from Sasuke’s mouth. Kakashi was worried someone might have heard it and come to investigate. Sasuke’s entire body stiffened and bowed. Kakashi kept stroking that bundle of nerves and sucking on the head until Sasuke collapsed. He sucked up the cum left on the head and pulled away. He loved Sasuke’s flavor; he swallowed it after making sure it coated his entire mouth. Sasuke looked like he had or was about to pass out, his hand fell away limply from Kakashi’s hair.

Kakashi left off touching his prostate and went back to trying to stretch the boy. His second finger entered easily and Sasuke’s muscle was much more malleable this time. Sound came from Sasuke’s throat, but it was merely his breath coming through his vocal cords; his absolute control was shattered. He might have been unconscious, but Kakashi added a third finger and continued to stretch him.

Finally, he judged Sasuke loose enough to take. He moved over Sasuke and touched Sasuke’s face with his clean hand to either wake him or to focus him. Sasuke opened his eyes blurrily.

“Are you ready?”

Sasuke nodded. Kakashi lubed himself up and prepared to enter him. Sasuke put an arm over his face. Kakashi gently removed it. “I want to see your face when I take you.” Sasuke would rather not face him when Kakashi took his virginity, but he didn’t resist. Sasuke fought the urge to tense up when he felt the head of Kakashi’s cock touch his entrance.

“This will probably hurt, but I promise it won’t hurt for long.” Sasuke didn’t respond and Kakashi pressed in.

Sasuke gave a sudden gasp as the head popped in. Kakashi hesitated there as Sasuke body spasmed, instinctively trying to expel the intrusion. Sasuke eventually gained control and forced himself to loosen up. He took a breath. Kakashi eased in slowly. When he touched his prostate, Sasuke’s body twitched. It seemed like forever to both of them, but Kakashi’s hips finally met Sasuke’s.

Sasuke struggled to make himself breath. Kakashi wanted to tell him how good he felt, but something told him Sasuke would prefer silence right now; any speaking would distract him from breathing.

Once Sasuke seemed to be breathing normally again and his body felt a little looser, Kakashi dragged himself back out. Sasuke groaned at the feeling. He didn’t leave Sasuke’s body, left just the head within him. He slowly fucked him to let him get used to it. With every stroke, he dragged across Sasuke prostate, causing his hips to spasm every time.

Soon, Sasuke grew accustom to it and his erection came back. “Faster,” he whispered. Kakashi needed no more prompting that that.

Sasuke’s silence gave way to a chorus of moaning and groaning that spurred Kakashi on. “Harder!” Sasuke pleaded as he got closer. Kakashi was all too pleased to abandon all restraint. Sasuke came for the second time. His body tightened in such a way it felt like he was pulling Kakashi’s deeper inside. His insides twitched and caused Kakashi to lose it. He shot rope after rope into his former student.

Kakashi didn’t pull out at once. He looked down at the lithe panting figure beneath him. The moonlight glistened off the cum sprayed across his abdomen and the misting of sweat covering his entire body. Sasuke seemed to glow. Kakashi pulled out and licked Sasuke clean. He then crawled up next to him and took Sasuke in his arms. Sasuke turned to face his chest and curled up against him.

“I love you, Sasuke.”

Sasuke’s hum was enough of a response for him.