Get him NOW!

Title: Get him NOW!

Part 5.


Iruka’s flash back - previous day, late afternoon.

Opening his door for the simple single knock, Iruka was shocked to find Kakashi standing there. A small potted plant in the copy nin’s hands which he thrusts into the open doorway as an explanation to why he was using the door. Kakashi had never used the door before, he would just silently perch on Iruka’s balcony-rail like an overgrown swan. The teaching chunin had had ramen or beer passed through his windows more times than Naruto eats out at Iruka’s or Kakashi’s expense.

Naturally the friendly younger man still invited his suddenly nervous older friend inside and took the young spider plant over to sit beside Iruka’s own dark red miniature rose and pale jasmine, catching the last of the suns dying rays. Later he will water them when full dark has arrived and he can linger in the scent of the night blooming jasmine.

“Tea.” Is Iruka’s usual polite offering following the rules of hospitality even though he knows the other will refuse? Kakashi never drinks tea, if he can help it.

“Beer.”

Iruka raised an amused arced brow at his unexpected guest. “Do you smell when I get a fresh pack in?” The jonin just shrugged and turned one of the kitchen chairs around to straddle and lean on the straight back. Iruka lets out a low barely there sigh; he is thankful that at least Kakashi is sitting on the thing and not balanced like he normally does, feet on the seat.

“Anything special I should do?”

A half smile shows in the light single eye. “Not a clue. Sakura gave it to me last week and I’m not one for nurturing things.”

That makes Iruka choke on the tea he had been sipping. “Like hell he can’t nurture, his team was improving in leaps and bounds.” Once Iruka gets both his breath and voice back he asked. “How long?”

“Oh just a week tops. We leave at dawn. I did not want to worry you by dumping the plant on the doorstep, so thought it best to come now.” With ease Kakashi waves a hand over the scrolls spread on the table. The usual evening grading from the academy. “I knew you’d be in. Sakura also threatened to try some of Tsunade’s moves on me if I let yet another plant die at my place.”

Suddenly Kakashi rose, drink still untouched and his mind heavy.
You have to be able to speak Kakashi to catch the small oddity in the man stood before Iruka.
Over the couple of years since Iruka, had his village famous, first blew up at the poor shocked nin on being assigned to teach team seven, they had become a kind of odd set of friends. The special jonin would turn up and annoy the hell out of the more placid man when he was manning the mission’s desk. Iruka in turn had tried to house break the copy Nin whenever one of his impromptu visits happened, like now.

“You will be the first one I look up when we get back.” Then in a flash Kakashi was gone, leaving behind just the vapours of the jutsu to hang in the air.

Stunned Iruka shakes his head. Resolving to work out why Kakashi had not taken the plant to his remaining playmate, unless he too was out working? No, Iruka remembered that Dog was off the rota for routine medicals.

Shinobi used small plants for two reasons. One a quiet way of letting a loved one know you had been called away. Very important for the higher level jonin and ANBU. Many of their trips would be alone and mostly at short notice in the middle of the night. Also as a reason to see their lovers first thing on returning, both to work out post mission emotions and gain the reassurance brushes with death bring out in them all, to long walking a tightly controlled line can push mental limits to breaking points.
No ninja, chunin and above expect to come home from particular rank missions. They live within the shadow of death just a whisker behind their own.

It was puzzling for Iruka and it showed in the way he stood too long looking at the spot his friend had been in seconds before, then catching sight of the still to be completed task on the table, Iruka moved back into teacher mode.

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Part 6.


Genma and Raidou had only moved a few steps away from the room they had been kicked out, not that either really wanted to be in there right now. Kakashi looked like he was about to rip them all into little bits. Neither ninja minded being naked, more so tired they had to lean on each other and stagger awkwardly, while the two life-mates were so fluid together.

Hands touched both on the shoulder and hip, light brushings to get phasing out attentions. Before explaining that they would be healed up physically but alas there was little to be done about the mental toll, only rest could do that. Which both now had plenty of, the village’s way of expressing its thanks. Clothes were found for the pair and once dressed, a masked pair of ANBU entered.

Rat took Genma’s hand standing to his left, the long black braid tucked into the back of the male black ops belt out the way.
Snake wrapped strong arms about Raidou’s waist; he could feel under the uniform breasts tightly bound. He let out a surprised squeak as both lovers were transported directly into their shared flat. A quick bow at the waist with left hand open over the heart and both was gone in the usual wisps’ of smoke.

“Love, you look like I feel.” Genma brushes his fingers over the face scars on the man before him. There lips meeting softly and slowly, small pecks deepening and long moments pass.

“Gen, I so want to screw your brains out.” Raidou let his head tilt into the soft touch of his life-mate, the only one he let pet his scars.

Both men collapse on the close by futon neither letting the other out of their needy reach, with practiced ease, clothing was removed, a kiss laid on the freshly revealed flesh. Soft moans began to fill the all too silent room after the hours with Iruka’s screaming. But this healing slow sexual dance, foreplay at its deepest level. The goal was not to see who could reach screaming hi first, or even a competition to see which one had more stamina. No, this was about worship, worship of the one most dear. Kisses lengthened and lapping licks were woven into to the silent reassurance found in another.

“I love you.” Two whispered voices blend to become one, eyes looking deeply and knowing it to be true.

Fingers untangle from within long hair and short wild spikes, tracing patterns in the beading sweat, hearts thudding in their ears, the loudest sound in the room, every thing is kept slow and soft.

“Let’s move to the hot tub and get those kinks out of you.” Raidou breathes in his lover’s ear.

The water was hot, just right for bodies that had been pushed to their limits, rapidly healed up to just about functioning. Each man took turns washing the other, like a mirror facing each other, lingering on sensitive spots, breathing gentle words of love in an ear or open mouth. Clean body and soul, they cuddled up, relaxing in the gentle motion of the water, Raidou’s face relaxed, head tilted back resting on Genma’s shoulder each had there arms entwined.

Finally the loving couple get out of the tub, slightly water wrinkled, but glowing as only true love from a life-mate can bring.
Dried off and stumbling into their room a surprise was waiting, one that also solved the just discovered need for food. There on the small table beside the bed, which normally had the bottle of lube and Genma’s latest book, was a plate of food.

“You thinking what I am love?”

“That I hope this is Asuma’s cooking and not Kotetsu’s.” A smile dazzled the room round the lolly stick Genma used instead of his senbon when at home. As they fed each other the small rich finger foods that had been made up to cover both the shinobi’s favourite special things. Both sets of eyes became heavy lidded, sleep pulling more and more at them. Raidou still had not managed to keep his promise, but sex could wait until morning or whatever time of day the two exhorted men next woke.

Once more, sound filled the warm comfortable room, this time the ever so soft sounds of sleep.

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Vamp: Ihope you are having as much fun reading this as I had making it come to life.