To the Winner Goes...

Gai and Iruka ignored the stares they received as they made their was to the restaurant for dinner. And boy did they turn a lot of heads. No, the two were lost in each other and their own thoughts. The people, the world around them was hardly relevant to the wonder and other feelings coursing through them.

Once they arrived to the place Iruka had mentioned, they were seated by a slack jawed, stuttering serving boy. Neither noticed this, either. At least not yet. They took their menus and casually glanced over them while peeking at once another. By all appearances, they behaved like a pair of love sick teenagers.

Over dinner, the daze over them both slowly began to fade away. Their surroundings and the stares of those around them slowly filtered back into awareness. Most notably, their server, who kept stuttering, staring, and flirting with Gai. Iruka’s pleasant warm and fuzzy feelings were progressively eroded away by anger, jealousy, and possessiveness. How dare the skinny little bastard flaunt himself at his date!

After a particularly lewd double entendre involving taste testing and sausages, Iruka felt he was completely in his rights to ‘drop’ his napkin just as their waiter passed. And to trip the gangly baka ‘accidentally’ while he was carrying piping hot bowls of miso. His apology was convincing but inside he was crowing in sadistic delight. The bastard was lucky he’d not simply punched his teeth in or something far worse.

Gai had noticed the serving boy’s growing determination in gaining his favor. He had also noticed Iruka’s growing ire with the entire situations. It was both flattering and amusing all the way around. He barely contained his laughter when Iruka purposely up dumped the poor boy. Then, the need left him as something else coursed through him.

The frustration and irritation were so cute . . . so sexy. Iruka’s scar crinkled as his nose scrunched slightly, nostrils flared. His eyes burned with fire. And his mouth was set in a firm line that was just short of a pout. Gai wanted to kiss him, terribly, but he didn’t want to cross any boundaries, move too quickly. Still, it was not lost on him that this was not just some fake date, for either of them.

The restraint was hard. Gai was such a passionate, open, loud man. To hold himself back was like to dam a raging flood. In time, the sandbags were going to fail or be overrun.

Iruka smiled at the older man, pleased to see his attention on him. “What would you like to do after dinner, Gai-kun?” Hoping he wanted to do something, anything. The chuunin didn’t want to leave the jounin’s presence. Gai, like this, was amazingly good company.

Gai rubbed his chin. “A walk!” He announced in Gai exuberance. “Then we can procure a drink at your apartment after I walk you home!” He grinned and gave a thumbs up. Neither did he wish to leave the chuunin’s company just yet.

“A walk sounds nice.” Iruka smiled again.
The two men finished their meal, speaking of this and that but nothing important. Gai paid before Iruka could even think to protest he could help. They then made their way outside, aware of the stares they were receiving this time.

Iruka slowly grew more and more self-conscious, stepping closer and closer to Gai as the older man led them on a seemingly un-predetermined path; going wherever his feet chose. Eventually, they had moved to the training grounds, which were mostly vacant that time of evening. Iruka was glad for that. He could finally relax and better enjoy the company of his date.

They walked in silence, content to share in each other’s company. At some point, their hands met and they held onto one another. Neither knowing when it happened and neither wishing to let go. This continued for over an hour. Just walking while holding hands. No words were needed.

*******

Kakashi was going out of his mind with boredom. Dinner had at least been semi-entertaining, thanks to the serving boy. But this was ridiculous. His book took too much attention, and sure enough as soon as he started reading it they’d do something and he’d miss it. But their walking around doing nothing, wasn’t really something he needed, or wanted, to see. How long could they just walk around?! It really was ridiculous.

Still, he was caught up in watching their walking enough that he failed to notice he was being watched himself. That someone had been following him as he followed Gai and Iruka. At least, he was unaware until he was spoken to. “Spying, Senpai?” The voice was amused and soft to not draw the attention of the men some distance away.

He didn’t react to the sudden voice, though he hadn’t been expecting it. Kakashi turned and came face to face with an ANBU mask. He knew the mask, and the voice. “Maa . . . Tenzou, what are you doing out here?” He turned his attention back to the wandering pair, glad to see they couldn’t hear them.

“Following you,” his smirk conveyed into his voice. “It’d be a shame for you to break up the happy couple, to disturb their evening.”

“That’s just an excuse. You’re following me so you can scope out Iruka, too.” Kakashi knew Tenzou found the chuunin attractive. Who didn’t? But the ANBU had never actually met Iruka, face to face or face to mask. It was kinda pathetic, or so Kakashi thought.

“No, I’m not,” he answered honestly. “Why don’t you come share a drink with an old friend and forget about stalking your rival and his date?”

Something in Tenzou’s voice made Kakashi turn back to him. Unable to see his face, it was hard to gauge just what Tenzou meant. But the copy-nin had known the other man quite a while. He knew how to read him because he had watched him learn how to carry himself. He had learned to read him a long time ago. Like all ANBU learned to read one another.
“This should prove interesting. More than them walking around with their heads in the clouds.” He stood from his crouch on the branch and smirked under his mask. “Lead the way.” He chuckled to himself as Tenzou happily leapt off through the trees, before following him. Yes, he may not have gotten the date with Iruka, but a drink with Tenzou could prove to make for a very lucky night.

*******

“It’s getting late,” Iruka observed softly. He hated to end their walk, but he was feeling chilled and tired. Besides, Gai had promised to come in for a drink when he walked Iruka home. Which led to the chuunin having thoughts of just where that drink could lead.

“I shall walk you home.” Gai smiled down at the smaller man. It was then he noticed that Iruka seemed cold. He let go of the man’s hand and pulled off his outer shirt, draping the much too large garment on Iruka’s shoulders. Then he wrapped his arm around them and pulled Iruka closer to his body with a warm smile.

Iruka felt his face heat up at the kind gesture, and even more as he found himself flush against Gai’s side, cheek against his shoulder. He had been too much in a daze to really register when he’d done it earlier, but now . . . Now he really liked the feeling that spread through his body at the closeness and warmth of the jounin.

Gai steered them toward Iruka’s apartment, walking more quickly than they had been but still at a non-rushed pace. He wanted to get Iruka home and warm, but he didn’t want to run. Truth be told, he didn’t want to let go of him, and he knew he would have to once they got there.

Once to the apartment, Iruka unlocked the door and opened it, motioning Gai through before entering himself. They removed their sandals then moved farther in. “Have a seat. I’ll get you a drink,” Iruka smiled, going to go do so.

Gai sat on the couch, glancing around. The place was Spartan but cozy. It smelled like Iruka and had his warmth spread throughout. He could get use to such a place. His own apartment was barren and stark in comparison. Not warm and inviting like this. He glanced up as Iruka came back into the room. “You have a very nice apartment, Iruka.”

Iruka smiled yet again. “Thank you, Gai.” He sat beside the jounin, close enough their knees touched as he turned to face the older man. “I’ve had a really nice evening. I can’t remember ever having such a nice date, even if it wasn’t really . . .” His eyes widened in surprise as a thick calloused finger fell onto his lips lightly, going cross-eyed a moment to look at it. He then looked up at the dark eyes gazing down at him.

He swallowed, throat having gone dry. Gai had moved very close, face looming just above Iruka’s. The chuunin felt his stomach flutter as their eyes met. The wild passion that embodied all that Gai was burned strongly in those eyes. And it was directed completely at Iruka in that one moment. Iruka couldn’t help but flush and try to swallow again.
Gai watched Iruka with a keen awareness. Iruka’s smell, the sounds of his heartbeat, the darkening of his eyes . . . They all registered to Gai. They all called to him. Slowly, he lowered his finger from the chuunin’s lips. Then, after licking his own, he lowered his mouth to meet Iruka’s. The kiss was soft, almost chaste, but it burned through them both.

“It was real, Iruka,” Gai spoke against Iruka’s lips, breath ghosting over the moistened flesh. “Very real.” He kissed him again, burying his hand in Iruka’s hair and dragging his tongue across the seam of the younger man’s lips, before slipping it into the deep recesses of the smaller man’s mouth. He was in no hurry, licking at every centimeter his tongue could reach with a light caress.

Iruka moaned and leaned into Gai, hands sliding up his chest, stroking through the fabric of the skintight T-shirt. His mouth opened under Gai’s as much as it could. He wanted as much of Gai as he could get. His taste was intoxicating, and the way his tongue stroked and caressed his own, made Iruka’s tongue curl. No one had ever kissed him like this. He didn’t know it was even possible to kiss like this.

Slowly, Gai pulled his mouth back from the other. Both sets of lips were puffy and pink, swollen from the kiss. Gai’s hand had pulled the tie out of Iruka’s hair, leaving it to fall in a chocolate curtain around the tanned man’s face. With bright lust filled eyes, Iruka painted the perfect picture of sexiness. The only thing Gai knew that would improve the sight, was Iruka without all those clothes.

Iruka flushed even more as he watched Gai’s eyes rove over him, as if undressing him in his mind. Standing, he took Gai’s hand and pulled him along to the bedroom. He walked to the foot of his bed and pulled off his borrowed shirt then his own, slowly. His hands stroked down his chest and abdomen as they made their way to his belt, letting it drop to the floor before wiggling from his jeans. His tanned skin held a nice rosy hue as he looked through his bangs shyly at Gai while standing there in all his naked glory.

Gai’s mouth went dry as more of that flat stomach and then firm chest were exposed to his eyes. He followed those strong, thin fingers as they slid over exposed plains of flesh to the last barrier of clothing between him and the chuunin’s body. A moan escaped him as Iruka gave a wiggle to remove his jeans, and he had to lick his dry lips when he took in the straining, glistening erection jutting proudly from between strong tan thighs.

In two strides the jounin found himself before Iruka, hands ghosting over the soft creamy light brown skin. His finger tips explored every inch, taking in every scar and dip of muscle and tendon. Going to his knees to map out those lean legs, Gai found himself soon distracted by the strong scent of Iruka’s arousal, intoxicating at such a very short distance. His hands moved around to stroke and grip firm buttocks as his tongue stroked up that burning arousal with one long swipe. He tasted better than he smelled.

Iruka shuddered as Gai groaned. He buried his hands into the black locks of the older man and fell to sit on the end of his bed, legs unable to continue to support him. His head swam from that single lick, and when he felt the jounin’s tongue swirl around the head of his cock, he whimpered and moaned. It had been so long since anyone had done this, and no one had a tongue like Gai. Apparently the man literally had mastered every muscle in his body.

The taijutsu master sucked and licked at Iruka for many minutes, leaving the other man a panting writhing mass on top of the bed. Iruka having fallen back unable to remain upright. He nibbled his way down the underside of the weeping cock before nibbling on first one then both of Iruka’s balls, causing the other man to buck and mewl loudly.

Spreading the taunt globes of the chuunin’s ass, Gai’s tongue circled the tight ring of flesh lazily before flicking over it several times. A deep breathy moan from above him signaled for him to slip his tongue into the tight heat that was Iruka’s ass. He moaned himself at how tight he was on his tongue. He would be near impossibly tight on his cock.

Using his tongue to slick Iruka up enough for one finger, his mouth trailed down a lean but toned thigh. His finger twisted and stretched, probing for that special place inside of the teacher that would send him spiraling into untold pleasure. He was rewarded with a sudden scream of ecstacy when he found what he was looking for.

Iruka couldn’t take much more. Gai was playing him like a finely tuned instrument in the hands of a master player. He was going to come before Gai was even undressed if the man didn’t do something different soon. And he wanted Gai in him when he came. The chuunin reached for his bedside table, but found it out of arms length as low as he was positioned on the bed. Reluctantly, he wiggled away from the larger man so he could get what he wanted.

Gai looked up in surprise when Iruka started to move away, taking a moment to realize what it was he was doing. A split second of fear he wanted to stop seizing over him before rationality returned. He took the opportunity to stand and strip out of his shirt and jeans, much to Iruka’s enjoyment.

The hard defined plains of muscle and skin made Iruka ache all the more to have the older man claim his body. And that thick arousal curved up, standing proud with a line of precum dripping down its length . . . Iruka thought he might just come from the sight alone. He tossed the lube he’d just pulled from his drawer to Gai before positioning himself on his back, legs bent up to his sides, ass open and begging to be fucked.

Gai felt himself leak even more as the chuunin took such a provocative and wanton position. Not one to ever disappoint, he moved to rest between those spread legs. His mouth trailed over the most private of places Iruka had; that Iruka had bared to him so fully. He licked into him again, thrusting and curling his tongue as his fingers worked to slick themselves. He nipped the ring of flesh lightly before laving it soothingly with his tongue. His mouth left a trail of love bites up Iruka’s left thigh as his right middle finger slipped into the tightness of Iruka’s passage.

The academy instructor writhed and bucked, moaning wantonly as he felt Gai’s finger curl inside of him. He could feel himself getting so close to release. He had to have Gai in him now! “Please, Gai, hurry. I’m so close,” he begged.
Expertly, Gai placed a second finger into his lover’s body, stroking and stretching, scissoring his fingers until he felt he could slide another in without causing pain. The three fingers wiggled and stretched, making the compliant passage open until Gai felt safe to remove them, causing a whimper from the man below him. He gave Iruka a small grin, warm and personal. Nothing like the grins he gave everyone else.

Slicking himself up, Gai brushed his cock head over the small pucker. Both men moaned at the contact, letting Gai know it was alright to ease himself passed the ring of muscle.

Iruka tensed under the first breech but quickly relaxed, too far gone to care about a little pain or discomfort. He wanted Gai in him, all the way. He wanted to feel the fullness when he came. Wanted to feel Gai’s semen coat his insides as the larger man came. “Please, Gai,” he moaned.

Sensing Iruka really wouldn’t last too much longer, Gai moved forward until he felt his balls rest against those of his lover. He leaned forward, bracing himself on his forearms as he began to thrust deeply, quickly. Now inside of Iruka, he himself knew he wouldn’t last long either. His lips met those of the smaller man, kissing him deeply as he drove them both to their completion.

In no time at all, Iruka was tossing his head back and screaming out his release, Gai’s name falling from his lips. He saw stars and felt like he was floating. No orgasm had ever felt that intense before. None had ever left his heart feeling as this one had. Like he was whole.

At the sound of his name said with such passion, Gai released into Iruka, collapsing onto the other man. Even for him, intense in all he did, that was overwhelming. He felt a connection to Iruka he’d never felt to anyone. Physically or emotionally. A sort of oneness, rightness.

Both men panted as they came down from their lust filled high. Eyes meeting, they shared a slow, sensual kiss before repositioning themselves. Gai slipped from Iruka moving to lie on his back, allowing Iruka to snuggle into his side and pillow his head on the broad chest of the other man. Their minds tried in vain to put words to how they were feeling, but could find none. But they both vowed to themselves that this was something they wanted, something they were not giving up.

It was with those thoughts they both slipped into a peaceful sleep. It was with those thoughts they would awaken. And, it was with those thoughts they would spend the rest of their lives together.