Fallen Leaves (Formerly Kakashi: No Regrets)

krito1389: It’s almost threesome like.
DarkAngelJudas: ^_^ I assure you, Sasuke will not hurt Kakashi, nor will Kakashi betray Sasuke.

Damn it, I just noticed that I had the timing of lightning and thunder mixed up! I fixed it. Damn.

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The air was clean the next morning, washed by the wind and the rain. The smell of ozone and wet earth was invigorating. The day seemed virginal as the sun cascaded over the town.

Sasuke tried to dig himself deeper into Kakashi’s warmth as the chilly morning air seeped around the shutters. Kakashi pulled the blanket more securely over the younger man’s shoulders.

The dried cum between their bodies was scratchy as was the dried rheum in the corners of Kakashi’s eyes. He let the rheum sit, preferring to keep his arms around the warm body on top of him. Sasuke’s hair tickled his chin, but he didn’t brush it away. Nor was he inclined to do anything about the pool of gelling saliva on his chest being drooled by his absolutely exhausted lover. Neither the thunder nor Sasuke’s soft snores, which Kakashi had never heard before, could wake Kakashi during the night. Only habit woke him this morning.

Habit must have been working, though late, on Sasuke as well. He woke up, trying to stretch despite his odd choice of bed. He almost fell off Kakashi’s thin body. He opted for a controlled roll off to the side and finished his catlike stretching. He didn’t look all that happy.

“Sore?” Kakashi asked.

“Ah. But not just my ass.”

“That’s too be expected.” Kakashi’s own ass was sore—probably more than Sasuke’s since he’d prepared Sasuke—as was his back. Itachi didn’t usually sleep completely on top of him.

“It’s late. The others are actually obeying my order not to bother us.”

“They may not have slept well with the weather.”

Sasuke lay completely flat on his stomach. Despite the discomfort in his own back, Kakashi turned and rubbed Sasuke’s back. Receiving an approving moan, Kakashi moved to kneel next to him and give him a proper rub down. It was difficult with dry hands, but he didn’t see where the lube had gone. Sasuke was a contented mass under his hands regardless.

“Not now, Itachi,” Sasuke muttered. Kakashi forced himself not to stop, but the fact Itachi was so close threatened to arrest him.

“Is he angry?”

Sasuke hummed questionably.

“Is Itachi angry about last night?”

“My barriers are just down so he asked if I was alright. Sure he realized why they were down; he seemed amused.”

“Unavoidable consequence of being well fucked.”

Sasuke chuckled. “Shower.”

Kakashi took his hands away. Sasuke stood. “Come on.” Kakashi couldn’t help but smirk.

Without orders, Kakashi dropped to his knees and began washing the dried cum from Sasuke’s body including from his growing erection. He let the water wash the soap away and then took the head of his cock into his mouth and used his soapy fingers to ‘clean’ Sasuke’s ass. Sasuke grabbed Kakashi’s hair. He pulled, released, and gripped his white hair. Kakashi continued to wash his young lover’s body as he sucked him.

Once clean, Sasuke pushed Kakashi against the wall. Kakashi let himself slide down so he was at a good height to be taken. Using shampoo as lube, Sasuke entered him. Like the night before, it was not slow or loving, it was pure animalistic lust. As Sasuke came down from his orgasm, he caressed the sides of Kakashi’s face. The act wasn’t loving, but they showed affection in between, like now, they caressed each other’s skin as if they received a chemical high just from touching.

They finished cleaning up and dressed, but they found every opportunity to touch one another; just caresses.

Once outside, they didn’t touch or show any affection.

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The clouds seemed to follow them as they made their way toward the Land of Fire; there was a perpetual gloom at their back that made them run harder to find better shelter than trees for the night. Cracks of thunder seemed to lash them on like whip cracks.

Madara can teleport, Sasuke complained inwardly, can’t you?

He wasn’t much of teacher, Itachi retorted. And my Sharingan was not the Eternal Mangekyo. I couldn’t risk it without going blind much faster than I was. If you’re on such friendly terms with him, I suggest you ask him.

Testy. Don’t worry, I plan to kill him, but I have to get close to him, let him drop his guard.

Ah. Itachi conceded. Then perhaps I should give you some advice—though it is against my better judgment. You looked an awful like Madara’s little brother. You might try to profit on that.

I think I will, thank you. But do you have any suggestion about getting out of the rain?

Give me control; I’ll lead you to one of our hideouts in this area.

You could have mentioned this earlier.

Itachi hummed a rye response.

Sasuke held up a hand and they all stopped. Sasuke handed over control then flew off in a different direction. Kakashi got a chill as he watched Sasuke leap off again and as he moved from tree branch to tree branch; there was something familiar about it. Also a little off balance. Indeed, Itachi was not used to using these muscles and had to concentrate on landing safely.

Just as Itachi had said, there was a small shack in the middle of this clump of trees near the border.

“Eh, Sasuke, what is this place?” Suigetsu asked.

“A small Akatsuki hideout,” Sasuke said in Itachi’s deeper tones. It was still Sasuke’s voice, but they all noticed the difference. No one said anything though. He led them inside and to another door in the floor which led to a larger and more comfortable area.

“How did you know about this place?”

“Does it matter?” Itachi asked lightly.

“No, it doesn’t,” Kakashi said. Itachi rounded on him and he stared into Kakashi’s eyes. Sasuke shoved Itachi aside and lost his balance ever so slightly.

“No, it doesn’t,” Sasuke repeated. “There are rooms enough in here for us all to have their own room.” Sasuke started down the narrow corridor. “Karin, the one at the end of the hall was a woman’s at one point, there may be some perfume for you to pilfer. Kakashi, this one was Itachi’s.” Another step. “This was Kisame’s. I’ll take ‘leader’s’ room.”

“What is this place?” Karin asked.

“Way station for Akatsuki. Juugo, I would suggest Sasori’s room; Deidra kept explosives in his room and the others are probably not fit for ‘human’ habitation.” Sasuke entered his room and shut the door. They each went to their ‘assigned’ rooms.

Kakashi touched the door reverently before he opened it and hesitated before entering. He shut the door behind him. The room was small. The first thing one saw was the bed with a scarlet comforter. There was little else. Standard furniture made out of black wood; nothing of a personal nature. The only thing that could tell him it was Itachi’s room was the scarlet blanket. Not that Itachi was fond of that color, but no one could help but associate the Uchiha with that color.

“The color of Itachi’s ring.”

Kakashi whirled. He was sure he shut the door, but Sasuke had opened it silently.

“All the comforters are connected to their rings. Itachi was ‘Scarlet.’ Sort of perverse, don’t you think?”

“I have it. Itachi’s ring. I took it along with his necklace and weapons.”

“That might be useful. There appears to be something about those rings and whatever Madara is up to. Even Itachi doesn’t know everything.”

“Was your room not to your liking?”

“Actually it wasn’t. Clinical. I thought the supposed leader of Akatsuki would have the grandest room. I was wrong. More utilitarian than I thought. The ‘leader’ either knows his place or does not share Madara’s thirst for world domination. But if you object, I can make do in his room.”

Kakashi grabbed him, thrust him against the door, pulled down his mask, and kissed him hard. “I took offence by you taking another room.” He sucked at Sasuke’s lips.

“Didn’t want the others to get suspicious.” They each had to fight the other to say anything.

“They already are.”

“Perhaps so. I thought you might like some time alone in here.”

“Didn’t give me much time.”

“Didn’t like my room.”

“Good. I want you.”

“You have me.”

Kakashi tugged on Sasuke’s rope belt and was surprised by the clangs of weapons that fell with the belt and wrap as Sasuke made no move to stop them. Sasuke would have torn the clothes off of Kakashi’s body if they weren’t supposed to be made of blade proof material. Kakashi peeled the black fabric away while Sasuke stripped himself. Sasuke threw himself onto the scarlet comforter. Kakashi pulled off the last of his clothes and straddled Sasuke offered body.

Sasuke stared up at him. His eyes shifted down to his chest. “Itachi’s necklace,” he said as he reached up to touch it.

“It came off last night when we stripped. Otherwise, I haven’t taken it off.”

Sasuke smiled. “Always loyal.”

“To you Uchiha.”

“You’ll follow my orders, unfailingly?”

“I already swore, I will.”

“Then fuck me already.”

Kakashi smirked. Sasuke presented him with the lube and Kakashi stretched him quickly. Sasuke was preternaturally patient, not touching himself, not doing anything, just laying there completely open to Kakashi’s eyes, trusting him and giving over all power to him. So open and trusting, just like Itachi. So patient, like Itachi. So beautiful, like Itachi. He still loved Itachi, still wanted revenge for him—his soul burned for revenge for him—but he was in love with Sasuke. It was a different kind of love, but he loved him. And he could reconcile the two emotions. He eased into Sasuke’s pliant body without reservations.

Sasuke struggled to keep from tightening up and his face scrunched up with pain and discomfort. His breath stilled until he felt Kakashi’s hips meet his. He took a few deep breaths then nodded. Kakashi pulled almost all the way out. He went slowly until Sasuke seemed comfortable. It then turned into what he’d come to expect, animalist fucking. Sasuke thrust up against as Kakashi started ramming into the delicate looking teenager.

Sasuke pulled Kakashi’s head down to kiss him, forcing Kakashi’s to bend his back to reach the shorter man’s lips. Kakashi put his hands under his hips and rolled Sasuke up for more access, pulling his lips away from the teethy kiss. Sasuke didn’t protest.

“I didn’t want uke very often, but damn I love the feeling of you inside me,” Sasuke panted.

“I can’t get enough of you,” Kakashi growled. He pulled out. “Turn over.”

Sasuke got on his hands and knees and Kakashi plunged back in, not going slow at all. Sasuke was pushed down again and again into the pillows until he stopped trying to keep his upper body up and push back. He gave over all control to the older man, just reveling in the pleasure. There was something so wrong about doing this in Itachi’s bed; but it just gave them an extra thrill.

Sasuke’s white cum sprayed on the scarlet blanket beneath him and then Kakashi’s spilled into his trembling body. Sasuke collapsed onto his own cum stains, pressing them into the blanket that was very recently his brother’s. Kakashi didn’t pull out but pushed himself as deep as he could even as his cock deflated, laying on top of him.

“I could fuck you every day and never get bored with it.”

“You think you could handle me every day?” Sasuke wiggled out from under him, pushing Kakashi onto his back. Sasuke straddled his chest and presented his cock for sucking. He hissed at the sensitivity, but he didn’t pull away. Kakashi switched to his scrotum which was far less painful. Sasuke leaned forward against the wall and let the more experienced man work. For a few moments, Kakashi let himself imagine this was Itachi; they did smell alike.

Once Sasuke was hard again, he moved to straddle Kakashi’s abdomen. He reached behind and scooped up lube from his own body. Kakashi enjoyed watching Sasuke apparently fingering himself. Sasuke showed him the fruits of his labor, a glob of lube and cum.

“Enough, you think?”

“Getting cheap?”

Sasuke shrugged. “Want more?”

“Didn’t say that.”

Sasuke moved down between his legs and used the salvaged lube. He also scraped up some of the lube from Kakashi’s still flaccid cock and added that to his entrance before pressing in.

For once, Sasuke took his time. This was the closest to lovemaking they’d had so far. Kakashi watched Sasuke’s upper body, marveling at the beauty of it.

As they both neared their climax, Sasuke’s eyes were dark and nearly closed, looking down on Kakashi through slits and long dark eyelashes. He drew himself up to his full height and reached down to run his fingers lightly down Kakashi’s lean muscled abdomen.

“Kakashi, you’ve lost everyone you’ve ever loved just like I have. You understand my pain. Together we will make Konoha understand our pain.”

“Together,” Kakashi agreed in a breathless voice.

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

Sasuke lowered his body down slowly and stretched his spine to kiss the taller man. But he pulled away needing to finish. He recoiled to his normal height to fuck his lover more effectively. Sasuke shot first, but the sound of Sasuke’s growling orgasm and the feeling of a load being sprayed into his body brought Kakashi off. Sasuke fell to the side enjoying his fifth orgasm in two days.

After a few minutes, Sasuke sat up and leaned forward against his own raised knees, stretching his back.

Kakashi turned onto his side and inhaled deeply, searching for that familiar scent in the pillows.

“There is none,” Sasuke said without looking over at him. “There’s no trace of Itachi left in this room. It’s been some time since he stayed here. Everything’s been cleaned. Have you noticed how sterile this hideout is? This room? It feels colder. There’s nothing of Itachi left in this world.”

Kakashi moved to put his arms around Sasuke’s waist and the side of his face pressed to his back. “There’s you.”

“Me and a few pieces of jewelry.”

Kakashi disengaged, leaned down to pick up pouch from the ground. He took out the ring. He returned to his previous position and opened his hand to present the ring to his lover.

Sasuke took it and looked at it intently. Flashes of memory came to him, but they told him little. Itachi himself was silent.

“I can use this to get close to Madara and kill him. He’ll see me as a replacement for my brother. I will play the loyal dog as my brother did. Itachi wanted to use me to kill him. He still has that chance. When I’m close enough, I’ll snap and tear out his throat.”

“I’ll help, if you want me to.”

Sasuke stroked Kakashi’s arm. “Ah. I won’t wear the ring now though. I don’t know anything about it. Itachi’s not even sure about the power of these rings. I wonder if Orochimaru’s ring is still there or if Kabuto took it. Perhaps you can use it.”

“Not sure I want anything of Orochimaru’s.”

“He wasn’t wearing it. It’s been resting on his severed hand since my brother cut it off.”

“Lovely.”

“I’ll soak it in acid first.”

Kakashi hummed and then sniffed Sasuke’s skin. “You smell wonderful yourself.”

“As do you.” Sasuke turned to pulled Kakashi’s head into his lap. “We were meant to sleep now.” He placed the ring on the floor reverently. “I want to return to the Fire Country as quickly as possible.” Sasuke shimmied down into bed. Kakashi pulled the scarlet covers over them both.