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41: Arrive in Force - The Way of the Ninja


:::No, I wouldn’t leave that scene the way it was.:::

---from last time---

Gai released his mouth to gasp as Itachi’s painted nails skimmed a sensitive nub on his chest. The Uchiha tortured the little bud by allowing the finger to continue to scrape it over and over as his other hand circled behind and mapped out the dips and rises of the muscled back. His mouth never ceasing its explorations of the Gai’s neck and shoulder.
The taijutsu master returned in kind as he loosened the tie that held Itachi’s hair back and aided it in flowing around the narrow shoulders under his fingers.

---and now ---

Gai breathed in the scent of Itachi’s hair and his hands smoothed it around the body in his arms. Itachi was working on the large vein that ran the length of his neck and supplied his brain with much needed blood.
The elder Uchiha pushed the shirt up and stopped his attack as it was lifted over Gai’s head and dropped to the floor. He looked down at the toned chest and firm arms that held him and ran his hands over the tight muscles drawing a sigh from the other.
Gai let his hands move down and pushed the fabric of Itachi’s shirt away from those shoulders as the Uchiha pulled down the zippered front. The shirt dropped to the floor and Gai found his hand had continued and now rested on the waistband of the tight black pants that the Sharingan user wore, and he felt a desire to push them ahead of those hands.
Itachi was way ahead of him and the fastenings of the pants were undone and the fabric became loose under Gai’s fingers.
“A ninja should never hesitate. You could loose a battle that way.” Itachi said, as he felt the fabric slide from his body and pulled himself to the lips of the taller man to take hold and give his new lover a full and powerful message of his desire.
Gai had let the pants fall once he had them past the slim hips and long sinuous legs. He moved his hands back and found the rounded shape of hard-toned buttocks and began to knead at the flesh as the kiss he received took his mind from the task.
Itachi gasped into the kiss as he pushed his hips into Gai’s and was rewarded with the feeling of arousal he found there. He ran his tongue over the other’s hard palate and curled it to pull at the backs of teeth and then out. His teeth nipping at Gai’s lower lip once before he pulled away and looked into dark eyes glazed over with lust, and he spoke in a whisper that didn’t hide the hoarseness of his voice.
“I want you, so much, my guiding soul. I can hardly stand it any longer.” And the spark of realization filled Gai’s face for two breaths as Itachi shoved against him once more.
“Yes, now Itachi-kun, now.” Gai whispered back as he too moved against the hard member of his lover.
“You have on too much. Take them off.” Itachi commanded stepping back to watch and immediately missing the physical connection.
Gai stripped quickly reaching for the Uchiha’s hips again the minute he was naked and pressing back into the feeling once more.
“Oh, gods.” He murmured as they shifted against each other and their arousals found the heat of their bodies.
Itachi smiled as he watched the expression of Gai’s face turn from need to fog in seconds.
“Oh, yes Gai. More.” he said as he shifted from side to side and they slid against each other, the feeling shooting through his groin and pooling in his stomach.
Gai felt his eyes roll back and he closed them, not wanting to see when he could simply feel the sparks that flew over his nerve endings.
Itachi pushed him away and took his hand, leading him to the futon and pulling him down. He knew his knees were not long from giving out and didn’t feel like falling to the floor when they could make themselves comfortable first.
Gai followed and found himself lying on his back straddled by the younger man and looking up at him through a thin veil of hair. It was surreal and Gai felt as if he were dreaming again. “Tell me this is real.” He begged.
“Real. This had better be real; I can’t stand another night of fantasizing. How do you want to do this, Gai?” he asked.
“I don’t know. I just want you. Do what you think would be best.” He said, and Itachi heard the deep longing undermined by a current of fear.
“Okay, don’t worry. You’ll be fine.” He assured the other as he leaned down and took those lips in his again and when Gai didn’t deepen the kiss Itachi sent his own tongue in search of its playmate. Gai responded to the feel of the muscle caressing his and his eyes slid closed once more. Itachi was having trouble thinking and he knew only one thing, he needed release, now.
Itachi rolled his hips, hoping to take the man to the brink before moving to the next step.
Gai cried out and Itachi shifted again, knowing his own limit and pushing beyond. Gai was surprised to find his arms around a quivering mass of man as the Uchiha spasmed on him.
He was slightly disappointed by this as Itachi levered himself up on his arms and looked down at him. “Don’t worry, I would never leave you like that. Just let me get my breath.” He said as he continued to slowly maneuver over the still unresolved erection of his lover.
Gai couldn’t hold back a moan as Itachi’s body continued to pleasure him and he never felt the hand leave his shoulder and move to the pool of fluid on his navel.
Itachi scooped up the cooling liquid and began to smooth it around the muscles that were still taunt even after so much stimulation. He knew that this could hurt and was preparing to make that pain as small as he could manage.
His finger pressed in and began to move about. Soon he added a second finger, there was not even a whimper as this began to scissor with the first to stretch tight muscles and loosen his goal.
Gai noticed the Uchiha was doing something different and his eyes flew open to regard the swirling red of the other’s as his own continued to fog over with his bodies reaction to the moves over him. He couldn’t take much more and as Itachi leaned down and took his lips he knew he had to hold out, for Itachi was worth bearing this and his stamina was in question after all. Gai would not disappoint his first and only lover.
Itachi moaned low as he was nearly ready, his renewed erection bobbing before him, and he pulled out his fingers to once more collect up his seed and reached to coat the turgid member between them.
Gai shifted at the touch and before he realized what his partner was up to Itachi rose on his knees and shifted his legs to accommodate. Gai watched between them as Itachi aimed Gai’s organ and angled himself to meet it with his well-prepared orifice. Gai watched his body part as it was encased in the flesh of the longhaired Jounin.
The feeling was like a warm tight caress and it went directly up his manhood to grab hold of his stomach and pull at his scrotum.
Gai felt Itachi rise up and then drop back onto him and the knowledge of just what they were doing finally reached his mind.
“Ahh, Itachi-kun. Oh, my yes. Ahhh.” He called out and Itachi sped up with enthusiasm.
“Ohh, Gai. It’s a perfect fit. Ahh, Gai. Help me, Gai. Move with me.” He said, and the bowl-cut Jounin followed his need and thrust up into the body above him, tearing a cry from the Uchiha’s lips.
Itachi rode the thrusting organ and felt his body reaching that feeling once more. He was always quick to revive and had made a name for himself in taking on many partners in a single night while among the Akatsuki, but tonight he wanted only this man, and he was glad that he could be taken for Gai’s first time.
The need and the want in the room was so thick it could choke when Gai pushed up one hard thrust and Itachi cried out as he orgasmed for the second time that night.
“Ohh, yes. Gai!” and his body stiffened with him and he jerked as he released, tightening around the thickness that invaded him and pulling it in a new way.
Gai couldn’t last, his stamina gave way to his libido and he saw flashes of bright lights behind his eyelids as his body flowed over the abyss and took his mind with it.
Such sensations were beyond his previous experiences and he reveled in every second making sure to watch his new lover and memorize his face at that second along with every other sensation that he felt.
Gai wanted to remember this for a long, long time.
Itachi once more dropped and found himself held in the tight embrace of the green beast, and he smiled as he wrapped his arms around Gai’s neck and held on in return.
They were stickly and still connected but the oldest living Uchiha was never happier.
Gai held him and was afraid to move, for fear he would wake from this dream.
They held on for life and neither would loosen until sleep overtook them and they rolled to the side, sliding free from the sexual connection but never releasing their hold.
They would wake eventually, stuck to each other by the drying goo on their bodies, but until then, they would not dream; for their dreams had finally come true.

Neji stood in the mission’s office waiting as Shikamaru talked to Genma about the mission he had just returned from. There was a strange character and he had felt it important to ask the older Jounin about him.
Neji waited and leaned against the wall as the two discussed this and then she and the shadow master were going out to find the perfect crib. They had put this off for too long, and with only two weeks left, she wasn’t waiting another day.
No baby of their’s would come home to a house that had no crib in it.
Genma was nodding and pulling out a scroll as Shika gestured with his hands around his chin area.
The man that he had seen had worn a strange beard and that was what had thrown Shika off, Neji knew. The two looked at the scroll and Neji smiled when Shika pointed to a section vigorously circling it with his hand and grinning as Genma patted him firmly on the back.
Neji was pushing away from the wall when her backache returned and she shifted the weight once more.
“I was right, it was him. Genma will talk to Tsunade and then they can set up a team of ANBU to track him down. I hope Sasuke is up to another Dainichi transformation, that guy is bad news.” Shika said as he looped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. “Are you alright?” He asked as she winced, slightly.
“Back hurts. Nothing to worry about. Now, that you have found your man, let’s go find my crib.” She said, pulling away and grabbing his hand.
Shika followed the Hyuuga out of the building and to the first of their four stops before they would be heading home.
The shop was booming as there were currently at least fifteen babies due within the next six months and who knew how many would follow.
Jiraiya had kidded Naruto in front of Shikamaru about how the generation born from the tragedy was trying to single-handedly refill the village. Shika was now certain the man wasn’t far off target.
“Look at this one, Shika. It is perfect for the baby. I think it’s the one.” Neji said, pulling him over to look at the pure white painted assembly and he eased into his part by inspecting it for workmanship and durability. No child of his would be raised in an inadequate piece of furniture. He pressed at the seams of the wood and looked for faulty mortise and tenon joints and leaking glue holes.
“It will do.” He said, “Are you sure? You changed your mind five times about the changing table and three times about the carriage. I don’t want to get to the counter and have to apologize again.” And Neji glared at him. “I mean it, Meneji. I am not backing down here, and don’t give me that Hyuuga glare. It’s nothing compared to the look those salesgirls give when they get half way through writing up a sale and have to tear up the slip.”
“It is the one I want.” Neji said in a very clipped sentence. “Now, while you go take care of it, I am going to pick out some bedding. Hurry up.” She said as she wandered over to the wall were the various prints were displayed.
The current favorite was a chibi ninja attacking an equally chibi Kyuubi with a rattle and the backgrounds were in both pink and blue for either sex of babies. Shika hoped that Neji didn’t pick it, or Naruto would likely get steamed. And the boy was already a wreck.
Shikamaru didn’t want to have to deal with the blond, who was worn out from various late night food runs, one more straw might set the Kyuubi loose.
Neji was admiring a nice yellow printed set with all of Gamabunta’s children portrayed jumping from lily pads and making cute faces.
Shika walked up to the counter to see the same girl who had been here when the ill-fated changing table purchase had come about. She recognized him, and plastered a strained smile on her face.
“May I help you, Sir?” she said and she took out a pencil and a very large eraser.
“Yes. We have decided on that crib. Could you write it up please?” he said and she looked over his shoulder at it and smirked. “Just write it up, Fuki. This is why you are working here and not buying from this store. Your attitude will keep you single and without children for years.” He said, leaning down and giving her his best, bored look.
“Yes, Sir. The Toddle-Time Grow crib. Anything else?” she asked.
“Yes, we will be getting some bedding. I’ll be back with it in a minute.” He said as he turned and couldn’t find Neji. He rushed to where she was last standing and found a crowd surrounding a figure crouched on the floor in a pile of sheet sets and blankets.

Sakura was on staff at the hospital when the commotion started. It was like the day that Orochimaru had attacked with yelling and calling and so many people rushing around trying to tell each other what needed to be done and no one doing anything.
Sakura stood up and climbed onto the desk in front of her. Her body was not as ungainly as it looked and she waved her arms around her as she yelled out. “What in the Hell is going on?” and the group stopped and stared.

Meanwhile, Tsunade was still going over the pictures that the ultra sound had created of Gaara’s child when she heard the commotion and her assistant yelling in the hospital corridor.
Her head hurt from trying to unravel the puzzle of the shadow around the baby when the door opened and Sakura stood there.
“What is it now?” she asked irritably.
“We have an emergency, Tsunade-sama. Neji collapsed in the market and Gaara is in the emergency room, he’s . . . . he’s . . . .”
“He’s what?” Tsunade said, rising and pushing away from the desk.
“He’s screaming about the pain and kinda foaming at the mouth. I came to get you so I haven’t seen for myself.” She said following the Hokage to the room and just as they got there the doors flew open to admit the medics that were carrying Neji and placing her on a gurney.
“Where is Gaara?” Tsunade said, and Kaori pointed to a curtained off area. “Is anyone else in here?” the Hokage asked and the girl shook her head. “Okay, put Meneji in there, and anyone not of Jounin rank or higher, out!” she said pointing to the next curtained off area before she turned to the frightened nurse. “You, go find Shizune. She is probably at Ibiki-san’s house, go now!” and she pulled back the curtain to the area that Gaara was in.

Shikamaru was waiting in the entry of the hospital as the group took Neji away and he turned to sit when he could no longer stare at the closed door any longer.
He found a familiar face there and dropped in the seat next to his long time friend.
“Choji.” He said and the golden blond chuunin nodded in greeting. “He in there?” he asked.
Choji grunted and looked at the doors. “Neji?” he asked. Shika nodded back.
“They will come out and tell us something, soon.” The Jounin said, as he leaned back.
The doors remained closed and in about five minutes Shizune came through the entrance in a pair of loose pants and a t-shirt. She hurried over to the doors and slid through.
The two young men watched and didn’t comment.
The entrance flew open again and admitted four familiar faces.
The blond rushed over and nearly fell into the chairs opposite the two.
“We just heard. Any news?” Naruto asked as Sasuke slowly and ungainly moved into the open seat next to him. Naruto quickly rose and aided the Uchiha in finding a comfortable position. Sasuke looked drained.
Itachi stood nearby with Koibito in his arms. The baby smiled at the way his fathers were seated together and the faces the four men were making in front of him. “Suskie, Funny.” He called out. Sasuke turned and nodded to the child in a very un-Sasuke fashion.
“He has a point.” Itachi replied. This earned him a look that promised retribution that would have to wait as the doors popped open again and there stood Ino with Hayate and Genma with a very large bag that Naruto recognized immediately.
“You brought food?” he called out, and Genma smiled.
“Of course. This is going to be a long one, I think.” Ino smiled as she moved into the area and handed the baby to Naruto as she took the bag from Genma. “I figured everyone would need to keep up their strength.” And she handed out the homemade meat rolls.
They sat together for a while and the doors remained closed. Shika and Choji took turns glaring in their general direction while their friends tried to keep them calm, and when finally Sakura came out, they all jumped up in unison.
“Neji is definitely in labor, Shika. It’s not too early, so Tsunade says he should be fine. He was a little bit low on blood sugar and that’s why he passed out. He’s fine now, and the Hokage thinks you should come in. Choji, we aren’t sure what is wrong with Gaara. He may be in labor too, but he can’t seem to talk, and nothing can ease the pain. His chakra is through the roof and Tsunade and Jiraiya are trying to keep it contained. We will keep you updated, okay?” she said then she led Shika to a side room to change into some scrubs and follow her.
“Sakura-chan?” Naruto called and she turned. “Ask Tsunade if it is the Shukaku. If the sand isn’t reacting then there is a Jinchuuriki problem in there. I will help if I can.” And she nodded as she turned to the doors once more followed by Shika.

“Gaara?” Jiraiya said, holding the Kazekage’s shoulders. “Naruto thinks it’s Shukaku. Gaara can you hear me?” he said and the green eyes opened. Jiraiya could only imagine the kind of pain that those eyes were displaying for him.
Gaara lifted a weak hand and held to Jiraiya’s arm. “Need Naruto. Bring him. I can’t hear it.” He said before his eyes closed again.
Jiraiya wasted no time in turning from the young Kage and rushing out the doors. He found Naruto in the waiting area and grabbed his arm, tugging him to the doors without a word and the blond amazingly didn’t fight him.



::Sorry the chapter was getting too long, so I cut it here. It was fine until I inserted the whole Itachi/Gai thing. Or should I say, Gai/Itachi thing. Sorry, I couldn’t let Itachi cause anyone pain, even if there would be pleasure involved. This is the reformed Itachi, I could only put him on top if he was the evil bastard from before.
Now, for this little cliffy, it will be in the next chapter, which I am calling And Baby Makes Three?

Vashta – I would never do such a thing; just make you wait for a very looong time. And I live in a real family, so I know just how much people who love each other get on each other’s nerves.

Marielle – Yah! you’re back. Koibito is based on a boy I knew, and he was a precocious child. He’s a lot older now, and still adorable. As for them meeting, it would have to be a sequel. This can’t go on forever, can it?

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