Missing

AN: WARNING! WARNING!  I AM ABOUT TO BE VERY MEAN TO IRUKA. 

 

Kakashi sent the boys out into the forest to set up a number of traps.  Naruto and Sasuke were feeling much more spry after having almost all the seals removed.  Neji had woken up hungry and feeling wonderful.  It seemed as if they destroyed his seal before it could do permanent harm.  So, telling them to work together with Shikamaru to devise and place new traps, Kakashi sent the boys away.  



If anyone tried to sneak up on them, they were in for a big surprise.  He was sure of it.  More than that, he didn’t want them around when he and Jiraiya sealed Umino Iruka.  The Copy-Nin’s stomach churned at the thought.  He liked the young teacher.  Sure he sometimes put his nose in where it didn’t belong, but that was only because he was so passionate.  An image of just how passionate he might be came to mind; Kakashi ruthlessly pushed it away.  This wasn’t the time or place to think such things.



“Ready?”  Jiraiya had been hiding in his hut all morning waiting for the boys to leave.



“You do your part, I’ll do mine.”



The plan was simple.  The old pervert would remove the sleep curse while Kakashi applied the first part of the obedience seal.  Jiraiya would finish up with the last part.  This way either man could give orders.  



“You sure we want to do this?”  Jiraiya whispered while picking up the unconscious Nin and striping away his shirt and pants.  There were two seals to be placed: one on his upper right thigh and the other on the back of his left shoulder.  Then the man would be forced to experience having his own mind torn from him.  



“Give me a way out and I will do everything in my power to make it happen.”



Only there was no way out.  Iruka’s own nature made this necessary.  He would never stay here and allow Naruto and the others to be classified as Missing Nin.  Even if they told him that everything was Tsunade’s plan, he’d need proof and letting him go to ask most certainly would lead to his capture and torture.  Konoha’s, the boys’, and even the gentle teacher’s, best chance for survival was right here in the clearing.  



“Ready?”  The old man asked, his fingers already forming seals.



Kakashi nodded.  They had placed their prisoner between them, kneeling with his legs wide spread.  The seals had to be placed quickly before Iruka could respond to the situation.  Neither allowed eyes to roam over bared flesh.  They had to keep those thoughts locked away.  



Chakra crackled in the air as Jiraiya clamped his hand over the spot he’d laid the sleeping spell.  In seconds it dissipated, jerking Iruka awake.  Well trained, the younger ninja needed a split second to assess the situation, see the gathered energy in Kakashi’s hand, and react.  Unfortunately, his captors were faster.



Kakashi firmly placed on hand over Iruka’s mouth and slammed the other into the teacher’s thigh.  A scream erupted from their victim’s throat as strong hands gripped the Copy-nin’s wrists trying to stop him.  Jiraiya took this as his cue and placed his hand against Iruka’s back and said the activation word.  The screams were so loud nothing could muffle them; both men winced at the pain they were causing.



Then it was over.  Each man pulled back and watched as the young victim collapsed and curled into a trembling ball.  The suffering before was nothing compared to this; now Iruka was fighting an invader taking over his entire being, rewriting his will.  Whimpers filled the air as mental defense after defense was overcome.   



To his credit, he lasted longer than expected. For thirty minutes Iruka fought a losing battle.  His body was covered in sweat, hair plastered to damp skin in a testament to his strength and determination.  Unfortunately, he couldn’t win.  No one had ever defeated the seal.  



They knew it was over when he finally went still; emptiness opened up in the pair as they readied themselves to take the next step.  Now all they had to do was give him orders.  Seemed simple, but the young teacher was going to be a living reminder of how low they could sink to protect what they loved.  Yet it was their best option.  Small comfort really.



“Stand up and get dressed.”  Jiraiya told Iruka, keeping all emotion from his voice.



Stiffly, with jerky movements, Iruka did exactly that.  It was like watching a puppet.  Except the eyes; they flickered everywhere, panicked, trapped, filled with horror.  Kakashi buried his feelings as he had done when hunting as an ANBU.  The old pervert seemed to have found a kind of detached calm.  Once he finished, Iruka stood still, again waiting for instructions.



“Look at us,” this time Kakashi spoke so the man knew either had control.  



Anger flared in brown eyes with just a bit of mostly hidden fear.  Oh if the younger man could speak, Kakashi was certain he would never hear the end of it.  If anything, Iruka was well known to have quite a voice and large vocabulary.  However, he remained silent, the perfect slave now.



“We didn’t do this to punish you or for anything sick,” Jiraiya began.  “We’re in a very difficult situation.  If you try to take the boys back, they’ll end up sealed and cursed again.  IF we are lucky.  More than likely they’ll probably get captured by one of the groups chasing them.  On the other hand, if you leave, the same will most likely happen to you and the enemy will find this place.  The only option that presented us with a high chance for success was this one.”



Iruka was still glaring, but Kakashi thought he saw the light of reason in those eyes.  The teacher’s mind had to be rushing through what he knew, processing different scenarios, and judging their actions.  



“No matter who we have to hurt, those boys are our priority.  Tsunade knew that and sent a spy to make sure we don’t mess up.  Whether you believe me or not doesn’t matter.  We did this to you for one reason: we need your help.  Under normal circumstances, full cooperation would never happen and you know it.  



That is unacceptable.  These boys are too important.  I’m convinced they are the future of Konoha.  If they fall, so will the Leaf.  So no taking them back, no endangering them in any way.  While you would never do that consciously, you might by accident.  We can’t risk it.”



“So we did this,” Kakashi continued.  “The rules are simple.  You will never mention any of this to the boys.  You won’t even hint at it.  Duties include doing a fair share of the chores, helping train the kids, and you are forbidden from even mentioning going back to Konoha.  Nothing will be said that could cause them to be homesick



Otherwise, you are to act exactly as you would if this were all perfectly normal.  If there is an emergency, you will take the boys and run.  Try to make it to Suna.  Gaara might be able to protect everyone.  Do you understand?”



Iruka nodded.  The fury was still in his eyes, but understanding was also there.  Of course, that didn’t mean the man agreed with any of the situation.  Kakashi was sure he’d attack them if given the smallest chance.  



“You are not to do anything you know Jiraiya or I wouldn’t approve.  No overt or covert actions meant to interfere with what we are doing.  Nothing that would lead to a disruption of training unless it is an emergency.  No keeping secrets.  At the end of the day, you will reveal every thing we might find remotely important.”



The glare grew more intense as his options were cut off.  The man was far too smart and it made his captors nervous just thinking about what he would do to them should they all survive and complete the mission successfully.  After the seal was off, they were going to learn the meaning of agony.  They might just deserve it too.



“Do you know what will happen if you disobey?”  Iruka stared.  Sighing, Kakashi realized this was going to be more of a fight than they first thought.  “Answer me and always answer questions we ask you directly.”



Iruka shook his head.  How was he supposed to know anyway?  Did they honestly think he’d been treated like this before?



“Kiss me.”



Iruka goggled at the order.  What did that insane ninja think he was doing?  Jiraiya shared the sentiment as he looked shocked as well.  Grinding his teeth, Umino Iruka set his will and decided to flatly refuse.



That’s when the pain hit.  Not even pain really.  That word couldn’t begin to describe the feeling that thrummed through every single cell of his body.  He just collapsed into a twitching mass on the ground, mouth open to scream; then another command came.



“Don’t make a noise.  Always remain silent when you are being punished for disobeying.  Always find either Jiraiya or me to help you if we aren’t around.”



Unable to fight, to move, or give voice to his suffering, Iruka lay on the ground.  The pain went on forever, leaving nothing untouched.  Never had anything hurt this much.  Then Kakashi made a small seal with two fingers; the control seal responded, agony vanishing.  As he lay panting, Iruka couldn’t help but glare at the two men.  Fear grew, though, as they stared back impassively.



“If you choose to disobey us, that will happen every time.”



“We don’t care what you think of us,” Jiraiya knelt next to him.  “Or if you want us arrested when this is all over.  To protect Konoha and those boys, we’ll do whatever it takes.”



Iruka felt cold curl in his stomach; these men were perfectly serious, the definition of a ninja dedicated to the mission.  Nothing would change their minds and they were willing to die.  He didn’t stand a chance against such resolve.  Options were limited.  What else could he do but give up?  At least for now.



The teacher’s surrender was obvious to Kakashi; frankly, it was a relief.  They could stop hurting him for the moment.  Anyone who knew anything about Iruka knew there were going to be more moments of rebellion.  They’d handle those when they came.



“The boys will be back soon,” the Copy Nin remarked.  “When they return, you will tell them we discussed everything with you and you have decided to stay here and help.  Understand?”



Iruka nodded.  Already plans were forming.  There had to be a way to protect the boys and escape.  He simply did not trust children around these perverts; the world couldn’t handle a small army of Jiraiyas running around!  At the very least, he meant to make sure the older men’s influence was small.



“Answer us when we talk to you.”  Jiraiya snapped.  “Remember, act like everything is normal.  Understand?”



“Yes,” he managed to croak, his voice harsh from the recent pain.  



All three felt the boys’ chakra and knew they would be back at any second.  Kakashi and Jiraiya hoped they had given enough instructions to keep the young teacher in line.  If not, they could be facing him and a set of emotionally unstable, but very powerful, children.  



“Act like I normally would?”  Iruka faced them.  Determination was etched into every line of his body.



“Yes,” Kakashi confirmed.  “Without disobeying our other orders.”



“Absolutely,” Jiraiya confirmed.



There was a glimpse of a smirk on Iruka’s face before he moved.  Neither man saw the blow that sent them flying out of the building and across the clearing.



“You PERVERTS!”  Iruka shrieked, following up his attack with amazing speed.  “How dare you?”



Kakashi crashed through one of the building’s walls as Iruka threw him over his shoulder while Jiraiya barely had time to dodge a blow to his throat.  Of course, the teacher didn’t keep the upper hand for long.  



By the time the boys entered the clearing, Iruka was on his stomach, arms twisted painfully behind his back by Jiraiya, shirt pulled up, pants riding low on his hips due to the struggle, and showing a large expanse of tan, silky skin.  Kakashi had a hand sunk into Iruka’s hair forcing the younger nin’s head up, and the older man leaned forward to yell at their captive.  That was the scene the young ninjas stormed into after hearing their beloved teacher’s yelling.  Reaction was immediate.



“PERVERTS!” was the battle cry heard throughout the clearing before sounds of pain overrode its echo.



For the next three days Iruka was busy cooking and cleaning; he seemed to enjoy the chores immensely, humming softly to himself whenever he was around the older Nins while grinning widely.  Kakashi and Jiraiya spent their days in bed healing from the many wounds their students had inflicted on the perverts who dared try to molest their “helpless” teacher.  The men swore never again to underestimate their captive and if they had their way, to bed him as soon as possible.  A man as brilliant, beautiful, devious, and ruthless as that was worth suffering for!

 

 

 

 

AN:  Yes, that last bit was meant to be comedic to break the angst up.  Sorry if not everyone appreciates my cracked humor.