Break the Seal

Note: Yay! Chappy six! Thanks for all the encouraging reviews, and sorry this took so long to post. I was having trouble writing it for some reason (I always get stuck on the damn lemons!). Oh, and thanks so much to Irukichan, who has really helped me in figuring out an ending. I’m not going to say if it’s happy or not, but I think you’ll like it none the less.

Chapter Six: An Old Acquaintance


“Hello Iruka-sensei.” Iruka backed away from the voice slowly, looking around frantically for something he could use to defend himself. The figure began to laugh, and stepped out of the shadows. Iruka gasped.

“Kakashi-sensei?” He asked, unsure why the jounin was in his house, but not dropping his guard in the slightest. Kakashi just nodded, and took another step towards Iruka. The chuunin stepped back, his body suddenly hitting the wall behind him. He looked up to see Kakashi coming closer, and Iruka’s brain was telling him he was in danger. He didn’t know why, Kakashi had no reason to ever hurt him, at least not physically. Something was off about Kakashi, and Iruka watched him carefully.

“What’s wrong Iruka-sensei? I thought you’d be glad to see me.” Said Kakashi as he came to stand only a foot or so away from Iruka. “W-why are you here?” Kakashi’s visible eye narrowed, and he took his hands out of his pockets as he closed the already small distance between them. “I know you were there. I know you heard me.” Iruka gazed into Kakashi’s brown eye as the jounin’s face came closer, Kakashi’s hands on either side of Iruka’s head, cutting off any means of escape. “What... what are you talking about?”

“Don’t feign innocence Iruka. Don’t you want to know why I was with a clone of you?” Blushing deeply Iruka turned his head away, and Kakashi ran a finger under his chin, bringing Iruka’s eyes back to meet his. When Iruka failed to answer, Kakashi continued. “Because... I’m in love with you, and always have been.” Iruka started at the words. Kakashi was... in love with him? Why would he tell him a thing like that now? Something was completely off about this whole situation.

When Kakashi saw uncertainty cross Iruka’s face, he leaned in closer, taking off his mask. The jounin ran his tongue along Iruka’s lips, trying to coax the chuunin for entrance. It took all of Iruka’s willpower not to succumb to Kakashi’s request, and he turned his head away. Iruka wasn’t sure what was wrong with Kakashi, but he wasn’t acting like himself. And no matter what is was, he didn’t want to take advantage of his friend in his current state.

Kakashi’s eye went wide in surprise, then in anger at the rejection. He growled when Iruka tried to get away from him, and abruptly grabbed his throat. Iruka gasped for air, but Kakashi’s grip just tightened. “I was trying to make this easy, but since you’re going to be such a goody two shoes about it, I’ll just have to do this the hard way.” Said Kakashi before his body was shrouded in smoke. Iruka was still choking when the mist cleared, and he saw the one that was truly holding him by the neck.

“M-Mizuki!” Came the chuunin’s shocked revelation. The grey haired ninja smiled wickedly. “Good to see you too Iruka-sensei. I’m actually surprised you knew something was up, and refused me even when I looked like Kakashi. I was certain you would have opened your legs unquestioningly for the Copy Nin.” Iruka’s brows furrowed in anger, and he grabbed the arm holding him, trying to break the man’s hold. Mizuki just laughed and said, “Don’t even try it Iruka-sensei. I’m a lot stronger since you and that damned fox beat me all those years ago. I could kill your dear Kakashi in a heart beat now I’m so powerful.” Iruka struggled regardless, and Mizuki shrugged as he threw Iruka onto the bed, the chuunin coughing and gasping.

“W-what do you want with me Mizuki?” Mizuki crossed his arms over his chest, looking bored. “I was actually sent here to retrieve a secret jutsu scroll, but the opportunity to get my vengeance on you and Naruto was too good a prospect to pass up.” He smiled wickedly, and a chill went up Iruka’s spine. He thought that Mizuki had been banished, but apparently the Land of Sand had taken him in. His tai-ate had the insignia of the hour glass, and Mizuki laughed again as he saw Iruka study it.

“Oh, so you’ve noticed huh? Yes, I do work for the Land Hidden in Sand now. They were all too eager to take me in. I even learned some very powerful and ancient jutsus from one of their masters. And it was all so I could live to see this moment when I’d make you and that kyuubi pay for my disgrace.” Iruka backed away from Mizuki even more, pressing himself up against the headboard of his bed. The look in the grey haired man’s eyes frightened Iruka. Nothing reflected in their black depths, and they were blank with insanity.

Mizuki relished the look of terror on Iruka’s face, and walked over to the side of the bed, grabbing Iruka roughly by the hair. The chuunin cringed from the pain, and Mizuki tore off Iruka’s tai-ate, and used it to gag the chuunin. He then tugged at the tie holding Iruka’s hair back, and his black strands fell around his face as Mizuki lowered him onto the bed.

Straddling Iruka Mizuki pinned him to the mattress, holding the chuunin’s hands over his head. Iruka struggled again, but when he felt a hand hit hard against his face, he stopped moving. A thin stream of blood flowed form his lip, and he knew that struggling would just end in more pain and possibly death. Though he had a feeling Mizuki would just hurt him anyway. When Mizuki felt Iruka relax beneath him, his grin widened.

“That’s better. Finally excepting your fate. You know,” Said Mizuki as he lowered his face to Iruka’s wounded lip. “I always had a thing for you. But you’re so dense, you probably didn’t even notice all the times I hit on you. It was so frustrating, and I can’t even remember all the times I jerked off to the thought of you moaning my name.” He then licked the blood from Iruka’s lip, making the chuunin shudder at the touch.

Rising a little off Iruka and smirking, Mizuki took the chuunin’s wrists and tied them to the bed board with some rope he had brought just for the occasion. Iruka’s body stiffened, dreading what he knew was coming. Mizuki saw the fear in the chuunin’s eyes, and he became even more aroused. He had been hard since entering the room, and now his erection ached painfully against the constricting fabric of his pants, but he wanted to make Iruka suffer a little more before he finally took him.

Mizuki reached behind him to unsheathe his previously hidden tanto, making Iruka’s eyes go wide at the sight of the glinting blade. “Don’t worry Iruka-sensei, I’m not going to kill you quite yet.” said Mizuki as he started to diligently slice away Iruka’s clothes. Iruka had taken his vest off when he had gotten home, and was now just in his black shirt and pants. Mizuki slide his small sword under Iruka’s shirt, brushing the cold metal along Iruka’s skin. It gave the chuunin goose bumps as he cut up along the fabric, shearing it up the middle. He then cut the sleeves, making it possible to pull the tattered material out from under the bound Iruka.

Satisfied with his work Mizuki leaned back and drank up the sight of the bound man. He had fantasized about Iruka before, but nothing could compare to the real thing. The chuunin was practically unmarred, his pale flesh shining slightly in the moonlight. Mizuki ran a hand over the planes of Iruka’s stomach, making the muscles twitch under the caress. Mizuki smiled as Iruka closed his eyes, the chuunin not wanting to see his own body betray him.

“Well, not a mark to be found. But I guess the life of a teacher isn’t nearly as hazardous as being an actual ninja. You’re a coward. You give all shinobi a bad name.” Iruka didn’t attempt to say anything, not wanting to give the grey haired man any satisfaction with an outburst or muffled response. Iruka’s eyes narrowed in defiance, and Mizuki ‘hmphed’ as he began to drag the tanto over Iruka’s skin, leaving a trail of red from his naval to his collarbone. Iruka gasped from the pain, and bit into his gag to stifle a scream as Mizuki dug the blade in deeper. The pain was immense, and Iruka didn’t know how much more of this he could take. He almost screamed again when he felt Mizuki make a new trail adjacent to the first. “I love the way you sound when you’re in pain. It makes my blood boil.” said Mizuki as he removed the blade, and Iruka winced as he felt the tanto brush away from his skin one last time.

Placing the tanto aside, Mizuki said, “Now, we will have some real fun.” Iruka squirmed as he felt Mizuki’s hands run along his sides, brushing past his hips. The grey haired man hastily began to untie Iruka’s pants, making the chuunin toss beneath him. Mizuki delivered another backhand to Iruka’s face, silencing him again. Iruka’s face hurt like hell, and he could already feel two black eyes forming. But that was the least of his worries.

Mizuki slide his hands under the lip of the fabric, and began to pull down the black pants. Iruka closed his legs to try and keep Mizuki from taking them off, but the grey haired man shot him a threatening glare, and Iruka reluctantly complied. Mizuki pulled the pants completely off, and threw them over his shoulder. Now Iruka was completely naked, and Mizuki could barely contain himself any longer. He sat back, and pried open the chuunin’s legs so he could take in all of Iruka’s intimacy.

He smiled to see how large the humble chuunin was, and ran a finger along Iruka’s inner thigh, leading to his length. Iruka gasped when he felt a hand grasp his shaft, and he tried not to enjoy the sensations it was creating. But his body acted of it’s own volition, and he arched into the touch. Mizuki smirked at the reaction, and suddenly released Iruka. He drug his fingers further down, and found Iruka’s tight ring. He grazed the entrance, making the dark haired man moan into his gag. “Hmm, you’re quite responsive Iruka-sensei. Is this your first time?” Iruka didn’t answer, but Mizuki knew the truth when he slide a finger abruptly into him, and Iruka winced at the penetration. Mizuki wiggled his finger around, and hit the bundle of nerves deep inside Iruka that made the chuunin buck into him.

Iruka was ashamed that he was acting so willing to Mizuki’s touch. He wanted to get away from it, wanted to not react to what the man was doing to him, but he knew he couldn’t. He had no control over his body, and he felt completely powerless. Mizuki was right, he was a coward. He had no right to call himself a ninja. If he couldn’t even protect himself at a time like this, then he deserved what was happening to him. Mizuki moved his finger in deeper, and Iruka was wrenched from his thoughts.

After a few more thrusts, Mizuki removed his digit and began to unclasp his own pants as Iruka looked on horrified. The chuunin didn’t want to lose his virginity like this, he wanted to lose it to.... no, that would never happen, and Iruka mentally slapped himself for thinking such a thought. Kakashi was lost to him, and now he was about to be raped by a former friend. Iruka almost wanted to laugh at how his life had turned out.
Mizuki lowered his pants to expose his fully erected length. Mizuki took each of Iruka’s legs and spread him as far as he could, and Iruka shut his eyes tightly as Mizuki looked at him with pure lust. Iruka could feel the man’s length graze his entrance, and screamed into his gag when he felt Mizuki thrust into him.

Mizuki slammed as hard as he could into Iruka, causing immense pain as he stretched the chuunin to his limits. Iruka could feel himself ripping from the sudden invasion, and warm blood began to pour onto the white sheets. The blood just made Mizuki’s thrusts easier, and his pace quickened as he rocked unmercifully into Iruka.

Iruka tried to remove himself from the pain, tried to let his mind drift so he didn’t have to experience this violation. But he couldn’t, because every time he tried Mizuki would thrust deeper, causing new waves of pain to shoot straight up Iruka’s body. Iruka had never felt something so internally painful, and tears of agony began to issue from his clenched eyes.

Mizuki never imagined how wonderful it would feel to finally claim Iruka. The man was so tight, and Mizuki could feel himself on the brink of climax. He spread Iruka even further, and he slid in deeper, making Iruka cry out in even more pain. Iruka’s moans just spurred him on, and he began to dig his hands into the tanto wounds on the chuunin’s chest, intensifying Iruka’s screams to almost an animalistic screeching.

With one last thrust Mizuki came deep inside Iruka, riding out his orgasm to the sweet ringing of Iruka’s wails. Iruka could feel Mizuki’s seed spill inside him, the sensation making him want to throw up. Panting Mizuki withdrew from Iruka with a sickly plop, pouring his semen and blood all over the bed. Iruka just lay where he was, his eyes blank and unmoving. Mizuki grinned at the broken chuunin, and leaned over him to remove the gag. Iruka still didn’t move, and coming close to his ear, Mizuki said, “That was the best fuck I’ve ever had. Be sure to tell Kakashi-sensei that when you see him next.” He then grabbed Iruka’s head to face him, and kissed him chastely on the lips.

Mizuki quickly dressed, and left Iruka still tied to the bed. He went to the chuunin’s door, and before he left he blew a kiss to Iruka. “Now I’m off to see how dear Naruto-kun is doing. See you later, Iruka-sensei.” The door slammed behind him and Iruka slowly processed what the man had said. He was going to go after Naruto now? What was he going to do to Naruto? Iruka was furious at the thought of Mizuki touching Naruto, but he was in no condition to stop him. He was still tied up and he knew that if he even tried to move the pain would probably send him into shock. He was powerless once again.

With a tear falling from his eye he slowly fell into a dark sleep, his mind replaying the night’s events over and over in his nightmares.
A/N: Sorry about this chapter. It kind of sucked, but I needed to get it out so I could move on. So, were you surprised as to who the mystery dude really was? I’ve always liked Mizuki, and when he wasn’t brought back into the series, I was kind of disappointed. So here he is, and we’ll see much more of him in the future. I hope I didn’t make Iruka out to be too much of a wimp, but I don’t think he’s that strong anyway. I love the man, but he’s a lover, not a fighter. But I did give him some bite, so that was good. I feel kind of bad for doing that to him, but oh well. It’s just a fic, right? Please review, if you do I’ll whip out the next chap lickety split! (I can’t believe I just wrote that....)