Trapped Dolphin

Title: Trapped Dolphin
Author: Somnambulist_dreams
Summary: Iruka has suicidal issues, and Kakashi seems to be out to get him.
Rating: NC-17 (for later chapters)
Pairing(s): Kakashi x Iruka
Feedback: Oh yes please!
Characters: mainly Kakashi and Iruka … and Naruto and the gang, and the other teachers
Betas: None. Would you like to be one? Hehe… feel free to tell me. ^_^
Disclaimer: I'm not filthy rich and I don't own Naruto or any other characters in the anime. I'm not gettin' any money from doin' this either, awright? ‘Coz if I did own Naruto, there’d surely be more half naked guys, and lots more Kakairu action going on… hehehe.


CHAPTER 5: Four Words

“If you let me in, you’ll never have to be alone anymore.”

Kakashi leaned closer and closed the gap between their lips.

Kakashi closed his eyes as he felt something inside of him explode as he finally felt Iruka’s soft lips on his. The anticipation- all those moments of hoping, of dreaming to achieve this one moment, swirled together and threatened to overflow inside of him- all because of this one perfect kiss. If one kiss is all he’ll ever have, if one kiss is the only thing he’ll get to share with this man- then so be it. He’ll remember this divinely wonderful feeling for the rest of his life.

His eyes grew wide when he felt Iruka’s arms wrap around his waist and pull him closer. He sighed mentally. In all honesty, Kakashi had been scared shitless that the chuunin would reject him. But all his doubts and anxieties vanished when the man lying beneath him began to respond to his kiss.

For a brief moment they were content with the sweet and gentle kiss they shared, but when Iruka held Kakashi tighter, and arched his body towards him, Kakashi lost what little control he had left. Kakashi deepened the kiss and released all the hunger and passion he held inside of him. His hands moved of their own accord, searching for the smoothness of Iruka’s skin, needing the warmth of his flesh against his own.

Kakashi broke the kiss and stared straight into Iruka’s eyes. Those once uncertain orbs were now filled with passion and lust. Only for him. Kakashi couldn’t help but smirk. He wanted this so badly… and looks like Iruka did too. “Let’s lose these…” he began, tugging at Iruka’s black undershirt, “…and these, too,” he continued, moving his hand down and tracing the waistband of Iruka’s pants with one finger.

Iruka shuddered with anticipation and blushed even harder. “You’re the one who’s fully dressed, not me,” Iruka said, giving his own tug at Kakashi’s vest.

“Eager to see the goods, huh, Iruka?”

“Just stop talking and get on with it already,” Iruka said impatiently.

The smirk on Kakashi’s face widened. That’s the feisty Iruka he liked.

Kakashi moved away slightly to get rid of his vest. He threw it somewhere in the room and proceeded to remove his shirt. He took more time than necessary lest he’d look overly eager, which was really what he was right now. The moment he got his shirt off, he hissed in pleasure as he felt Iruka’s hands touch his chest lightly. His teasing hands ghosted over his nipples before moving down to trace the well-defined muscles of Kakashi’s abdomen.

“No fair, Iruka. It’s your turn to take off your shirt…” he said as he leant over some more to whisper in his ear, and effectively trapping Iruka’s hands between their bodies. “…and my turn to feel more of you,” he continued, licking the shell of Iruka’s ear and moving lower to place gentle kisses on his neck.

Iruka let out a sound that was a mix of a whimper and a moan, and Kakashi thought he could get addicted to hearing all the sounds he could possibly make.

“So?” Kakashi inquired when Iruka chose not to reply.

“I can’t… take my shirt off… with you crushing me… to the mattress like this,” came Iruka’s broken reply.

Kakashi’s eyes grew wide momentarily. He could feel himself blushing as he moved away from Iruka once more. “Heh, didn’t realize it,” he said with a sheepish smile, that faded into a serious expression once Iruka started to pull his shirt up. He watched intently revealing his slender waist, then his washboard stomach, then the smooth expanse of his chest.

Before Iruka could even remove his shirt entirely, Iruka let out another loud moan as Kakashi latched his lips onto a nipple, and sucked hard. “Kakashi… ahhh… let me… get this off… first,” he said, pertaining to the shirt stuck on his shoulders and neck.

Kakashi reached for the shirt and with one swift jerk, he pulled it off completely, earning a yelp of surprise from Iruka. He couldn’t help but chuckle lightly as he moved on to the other nipple, giving it equal attention.

“Kakashi please…” Iruka breathed out.

He raised his head to look back at Iruka’s flushed face. “Tell me what you want, Iruka,” he said.

“What I want?” Iruka asked tentatively.

“Yes. Tell me what you--- Ahhh!” Kakashi moaned when he felt one of Iruka’s hands slide further down in between their bodies to lightly rub against his crotch.

“I want this,” Iruka said, a smirk of his own grazing his lips.

Kakashi moaned again when Iruka moved his hand, giving such delicious friction to a part of his anatomy that was already agonizingly hard even without the added incentive. In the haze of his lust, Kakashi managed to chuckle. “I didn’t know you were so forward, Iruka.”

“That’s only the beginning, Kakashi,” Iruka whispered sensually in his ear.

Kakashi thought it was just a miracle that he didn’t lose it right there. He felt like he could explode any moment, and dreaded he might suffer the embarrassment of shooting his load in his pants before anything really interesting even happened. Normally, he would last longer than this. But, damn it! This was *Iruka*!

His lovely hair, his soft skin, his delicious mouth, and his captivating eyes that gazed back at him with so much fire and emotion. This is the man he’s been pining after for so long. The figure in all of his dreams and fantasies. The only person that could possibly send him down on his knees. The only person he truly lo---

“Oh, I love you Iruka,” Kakashi voiced out his thoughts before he could even realize it. Then his face paled with horror when what he said finally clicked. ‘Oh shit! Oh shit! I love him? What the fuck was that? I’m going to scare him off!’ His mind screamed.

And when his still hazy mind registered the look of sheer surprise on Iruka’s face, he felt his body growing numb. He didn’t intend for that to slip out. He didn’t even know if he meant it. But now that’s it’s out, and with Iruka looking at him like what he just said was the most ridiculous thing in the world, he suddenly wished he had his mask back to hide the pain of embarrassment and rejection that was probably oozing from his face right now.

But, then came a sweet smile.

And a light kiss on his nose.

And then a soft voice that said:

“I love you too, Kakashi.”


Kakashi’s eyes shot wide open, confusion and uncertainty flooding his senses. He sat up and looked around his familiar surroundings. Wasn’t he--- hadn’t he---? He shook his head and looked around the room just to be sure. He sighed in disappointment. He was back in his own apartment, in his own bed, with no sign of Iruka anywhere. He sighed in disappointment. So, it was just another dream.

He leaned on the headboard and crossed his arms on his chest as he tried to sort his thoughts out. Somehow, at the back of his mind, he knew it was just a dream. “That explains why everything was going so fast, and why Iruka was THAT willing,” he thought aloud. Then he frowned when he recalled the last part of his dream. “I love you Iruka?” he scoffed. “I swear that sounded so puppy love-ish. I don’t really LOVE Iruka, do I?” He asked himself.

He always thought his attraction to Iruka was purely on the physical level. “After all, Iruka’s *hot*. He looks so adorable when he’s angry, and even more adorable when he’s embarrassed. He’s intelligent and much more talented than the other ninjas of his rank. And he’s also very feisty. He’d never back down against a far stronger opponent. He’s kind and caring, and he’s very passionate about his work and those little devils he teaches. He---” Kakashi caught himself before he said anything else that would just disprove his ‘only on the physical level’ theory.

His brows furrowed. “Okay, I’m getting more confused by the moment,” he said. “Am I actually in love with Iruka? Hmm…” he paused.

He’s never actually been in love before, so how would he know if what he was feeling for Iruka was IT? Well, there’s the fact that he couldn’t get his mind off of Iruka and the way his eyes burn with fervor every time they fought, and how the redness would spread across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose every time he blushed, and how his face would seem like it was glowing every time he smiled. Those images were burned at the back of Kakashi’s eyelids, haunting him wherever he went.

Kakashi thought it was also true that he felt this insatiable yearning to always be close to Iruka. And in those moments when Iruka was close, he would wish he had the power to stop time and just live in those moments with him for all eternity.

Kakashi stuck his tongue out in disgust. “That almost sounded too cheesy,” he chuckled lightly. “But…” he stopped and sighed as the mirth on his face slowly subsided. “…do those things constitute love already?” he thought as he reached his hand up and rubbed the tip of his nose, where the Iruka in his dreams had kissed him.

‘I love you too, Kakashi,’ the words rang inside his head.

“Because if I’m not in love with him… then why do I want the real Iruka to say those words so badly?” he said thoughtfully.

“Maybe… I…” he said, but was cut short the moment he recalled something Iruka had said the night before. And those words were nowhere near what he dreamed Iruka had said. He frowned. “How could those four words hurt so much?”

Yes, now he remembered what happened the night before very clearly. After he had kissed Iruka last night, Iruka had said four words that felt like acid. And to think those words weren’t even that harsh, really. ‘It was just the way he said it,’ Kakashi thought. ‘Like he was really sure. Like it was something infallible.’

He looked up the ceiling and envisioned the scene exactly as it had occurred. With hands clutching the sheets, and eyes staring straight into Kakashi’s, Iruka uttered,

“I don’t need this.”

Kakashi felt like he was going to puke. He went out on a limb, and gave Iruka more than just his help, but his trust as well. He placed his emotions on the line, which proved very difficult for him since displaying his feelings did not come naturally for him. Despite all of these, Iruka still replied, “I don’t need this,” and shoved it back at his face like all of it was worthless.

“I’ve never been rejected like that before, and it just had to be Iruka,” he said with a bitter smile.

He sat on his bed for a few more moments as he tried to sort out his thoughts and feelings once more.

“He’s probably not going to want to talk to me anytime soon,” he thought out loud. But, he remembered just how Iruka looked before he left last night. Iruka’s beautiful face was contorted in an expression of anguish and confusion. Kakashi would be downright heartless if he just left things the way they are.

Then, a glint of something sitting on his side table caught his eye. He turned to his side and noticed a single kunai. It looked well used, with several nicks here and there. It looked like any other ordinary kunai. But Kakashi knew exactly what that small weapon was.

It was Iruka’s.

Kakashi had retrieved it after Iruka had dropped it during the ‘test’ thinking that the weapon might still hold some use in the future. It was the same kunai Iruka was using to slash his wrists, and the same kunai he used to defend himself against Kakashi that night. ‘How ironic,’ he thought. ‘The weapon he was using to slowly kill himself, was the same weapon he used to save his life.’

And then, it hit him. He couldn’t believe he only realized it now. “When he thought I was going to kill him, he did his best to stay alive so that he can protect Naruto,” he said.

He could hear Iruka’s voice in his head clearly.

~~“You bastard. I’ll do everything I can so that you won’t ever have to lay a hand on Naruto again,” Iruka growled.~~

“He was very angry then,” Kakashi said. “And even angrier when he found out I copied Naruto to trick him.”

~~“I know that. I just thought I might as well try. Besides… I made a promise to Naruto that I’d treat him to ramen tomorrow. And I’ll do everything I can to keep that promise,” Iruka said.

Kakashi chuckled darkly. “Naruto? But Naruto’s on a mission right now,” Kakashi said.

“What?” Iruka asked, anger and bewilderment evident in his voice.

“Something wrong, Iruka-sensei? …You sure? You’d tell me if there’s anything wrong, right?” he said, in the same tone of voice that Naruto used earlier that night.

“You bastard!” Iruka screamed.~~


“That may just be the key,” Kakashi said thoughtfully. ‘I might just be able to pull this off.’

With that thought in mind, he retrieved his old determination and self-confidence, and casting his bruised ego and his emotions aside, he got up from his bed and started to formulate a new strategy to help Iruka. And maybe if he could see Iruka again and maybe talk to him and get some things cleared out, he’d know for sure whether he is actually in love with him or not.

“I’ve been going at this all wrong,” he thought out loud. “This is not just some mission. This is *Iruka*, and I’ll be damned if I don’t succeed.”


AN:

Hi. Again I’m really sorry it took so long. Been very busy with school as of late, and it’s not really that easy for me to dish out chapter after chapter after chapter like some other authors out there (who I’m sure are not human at all). I just don’t like to rush these things. It doesn’t work that way for me. Rest assured, I will try to update sooner next time.

I’m also sorry if this chapter is kind of short, and things went a bit sour, and well, confusing in some parts. If I’ve left you totally confused, don’t worry. That’s only natural. It means you are sharing in Kakashi’s confusion. Hehehe. After all, we followed his flow of thoughts in this chapter, and if he’s baffled, then we should be too. And if you didn’t get even the least bit confused, then bravo to you! I know I got confused when I wrote this. But don’t worry, things will fall neatly in place in the succeeding chapters.

If you have any questions, anything you’d like to share, comments, or suggestions, or things you didn’t like or did not understand, please do tell me, and I’d be happy to answer them come next chapter. I just realized that I leave your comments and reviews unanswered, and it really isn’t fair to you guys. I will acknowledge all the support you guys give to my story in the near future. Trust me.

In the meantime, please wait patiently for the next chapter. Thanks.

Somnambulistdreams