Father Figure

If You Ever Hunger, Hunger For Me
Chapter 8

Naruto yawned, opening his eyes to sunlight streaming into his room through the single window. A small smile crossed his face at the sight. Today was a new day, and he would be visiting Haku and Zabuza at their new home with the rest of team seven. He had spent his time after Kakashi had left staring off at the mountain, with a million thoughts trailing through his mind. Thoughts about his father, the council, team seven... and finally about Kakashi.

By the time he finally got to bed he had realized that he needed to have a house warming present for Haku and Zabuza. It had taken him a little while to come up with the perfect gift, and put it together... but he was sure they would enjoy it immensely. The teen decided to take a quick shower before the team arrived. Little did he know that his team was already standing outside their hands poised to knock.

“Do you think he’s ready yet? We are a little early.” Sakura said, rubbing her eyes to remove the sleep particles.

“For once.” Sasuke said glaring at his teacher.

Kakashi had taken three hours to arrive, even despite the fact that the time they had given him was two hours earlier. The man just grinned, looking towards Sasuke. The raven sighed. He had no idea why he was even going to this. Zabuza loved to torture and tease him, and Haku did nothing to stop the man, seeming to allow him to release his more devious side on the genin. The man may not be a demon.... but he sure as hell was a bastard.

Kakashi knocked on the blonde’s door from the second time before trying the handle. To his surprise it opened right up for him. Popping his head inside he called out for the teen.

“Naruto? You in there?” Kakashi said fully opening the door.

The man decided to explore the building. ‘Perhaps he’s still in bed.’ Making his way to the bedroom he opened the door wide. “Come on and get out of bed you lazy hea-“

Kakashi words caught in his throat when a beautifully tanned backside presented itself to him. Naruto was bending over to put on his boxer’s when he heard a noise behind him. Turning with his boxers around his knee’s his face flushed to see Kakashi staring at him with his mouth open. Panicking Naruto attempted to cover his front, turning around, only to hear a groan. Freaking out at that he attempted to cover his ass... only to display his front again. Naruto frantically tried to pull his boxers up, only to fall forward, landing with his ass exposed to the air and his legs tangled up.

Kakashi really should have stopped watching, but it was hard to look away... yes... IT was really hard. He finally came back to the present when he was hit in the face with a pillow, the blonde having miraculously gotten to his feet and pulled up his boxers.

“Get out pervert!” Naruto yelled at him, his face red.

“No need to be shy we’re all men here.” Kakashi said.

He heard a cough behind him. Turning he saw Sakura raising an eyebrow, and crossing her arms in front of her body. “I’m a girl.”

Kakashi grinned at that. “As I said... we’re all men here.”

Naruto and Sasuke couldn’t help but cringe at his words. Not but two seconds later the man was dodging flying items and kunai. Naruto sighed. At least he had planned to clean his apartment at one point anyways.

Slamming his door shut Naruto then emerged a few minutes later completely dressed, although his hair was still damp. Kakashi was holding his arm to his body like a wounded animal, Sasuke was shaking his head, and Sakura had a smug look on her face.

Naruto allowed a small grin to cross his face. He couldn’t help but love the antics of his friends, and teammates. “Alright. Let’s not keep them waiting any longer.”

The team walked over to the new apartment building. The outside seemed quaint enough, nice red paint, and a beautiful sunroof. They knocked on the door awaiting the pair to arrive. It was Haku who answered the door, dressed in a regular female kimono, his hair flowing around him like a black waterfall. A huge smile crossed his face when he saw them standing there, and wasted no time in pulling Naruto into a big hug.

Zabuza appeared in the background, shaking Kakashi’s hand firmly, giving Sakura a knowing smile that sent the pinkette into a blushing frenzy, before finally settling his gaze on Sasuke. The raven felt a chill travel up and down his spine, and felt the urge to run away. However he stood proud. It wasn’t the Uchiha way to run away from things that scare you... no matter how much Zabuza would torture him.

Haku finally released Naruto, much to the blonde’s appreciation, before greeting the rest and welcoming them into the new home. All of them sat down, shaking their heads when Haku offered some refreshments.

“It really is a beautiful home.” Sakura said, smiling warily.

“We have Naruto’s father to thank for that. He got us one of the newer models, and he got it for very cheap rent. We’re extremely grateful.” Haku replied with a smile.

Naruto felt his stomach lurch, and a pang in his heart. He would be losing another set of friends who didn’t realize the falsity of Minato’s emotions, failing to recognize that despite the fact that he did them a favour, that he would abandon them in another way, just when they need him the most.

“Well we each got you something as a house warming gift. “ Kakashi said with a twinkle in his eye, handing them a small box.

Just as Haku was about to open it Kakashi’s hand stopped him. “I think you’d better open that one later... some things are better left out of the presence of children.”

Haku blinked before getting the drift of what he was saying. A flush covering his cheeks as Zabuza let out a hearty laugh. Zabuza leaned over Haku to snag the box, peeking in and grinning.

“We’ll be sure to christen the new house with these. Thanks.” Zabuza said with a grin, shaking Kakashi’s hand.

“It was my pleasure.”

“It may have been yours, but it will be mine.”

Sasuke shook his head, while Sakura went a deathly white before all the blood that had left her body appeared in her cheeks and streaming down her nose.

“Where’s your gift Sakura?” Kakashi asked noticing that the teen had entered into a world of her own.

“Oh we already got her gift last night.” Zabuza said with a grin.

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Sakura had decided that the pair was going to be busy attempting to settle into their new home and village, so as soon as Kakashi told her the news that they were accepted into the village she set right to work creating a few of her favourite dishes to bring to the couple to keep. There was nothing like a readymade meal for you, especially when you’re a ninja on the go. Sakura blessed her cooking skills on her father’s superb teaching. Apparently it was what made her mother fall in love with him in the first place. Having finally finished the meals Sakura looked at the clock, realizing that it was nearly seven at night. Weighing whether or not she should deliver it now, and give them a supper for the night, or leave it until the meeting tomorrow so they wouldn’t be bothered.

“Well I don’t want them to go hungry. After all, what could they be up to anyways?”

A small trip and a lot of take out containers later Sakura was knocking on the door to their new apartment. After knocking three more times, her final knock caused the door to open slightly. Pressing against it lightly she found herself looking into the living room... where she saw something she wasn’t quite prepared for.

She could see Zabuza slitting on the couch, his leg’s opened wide as a dark head bobbed up and down his lap. His head was back and his eyes were closed, his finger’s gripping the silky locks. Sakura felt her eyes pop out of her head as she saw a pale hand snaking down to caress his own arousal in time to his languid licks.

“Mm.. . Yeah Haku baby, just like that.”

Haku lifted his head, his body trembling and his hands nervously stroking up and down Zabuza’s thighs. “I can’t. I just-“

“Sssh.” Zabuza said, pressing a finger against the teen’s saliva slicked lips. “I know what you want baby.”

With that he brought up the trembling body into his lap, his hands travelling up shaking thighs to grip a taunt behind. He brought his mouth down to worship the teen’s neck, his free hand teasingly rubbing around the boy’s entrance.

“Oh god Zabuza! Please I need it.” Haku whimpered.

“Such a naughty boy. This place is so slutty, just begging to be filled.” Zabuza said, pressing the tip off his finger into the raven’s entrance.

“Then fill me up.” The teen replied, opening his legs, and rubbing his ass against the erect member.

“With pleasure.”

At that, Zabuza pressed his saliva slicked cock, deep within the teen, pulling back until just the tip remained before sliding forward again. Haku let out a small breathy gasp with each thrust, his walls clenching around the hot member.

His smaller body bounced up and down the thick cock, while his hands found purchase on the couch, and he kneeled, able to control his movement a little better, arching his back and rocking against the member pushing inside him. With each brush of Zabuza’s cock to his prostate his balls grew tighter, while his penius leaked pre-cum.

Sakura felt her heart beating frantically in her chest, his face flushing presently, and her ears thumping. Her body felt like it was on fire, and her lower half throbbed with anticipation. Her eyes happened to catch Zabuza’s as he plunged one last time into Haku, spilling his seed deep into the teen’s passage, while the boy arched his back and released himself into the air. A smug grin crossed the man’s face as Haku collapsed against his chest.

Sakura quickly put the containers on the ground and fled out the door as fast as she could. Zabuza laughing as she nearly tripped running down the steps. Placing a kiss on the top of Haku’s head he tucked the teen into the couch, placing a blanket over top of him as he placed one of the pre-packaged dinners into the oven.

About 10 minutes later a dishevelled raven walked into the room, the blanket wrapped around him and he kissed the back of Zabuza’s shoulder and looked down at the two plates he was preparing.

“Where did that come from?”

“Oh Sakura just came by to drop them off.” Zabuza said smiling.

“When?” Haku said frowning.

“Oh. You know.”

“I know what?” Haku asked raising an eyebrow.

Zabuza raised his own, giving the raven a quick wink before Haku’s eyes grew wide. “So you mena she saw...”

“Everything.”

“Why didn’t you say something?!” Haku said smacking his shoulder. “You’ve probably scarred her for life, and to think we didn’t even give her a thank you!”

“Oh I don’t think I scarred her for life... in fact I think it was thanks enough... and what did you expect from me baby? I am a demon after all.” He said with a growl, lifting up the teen blanket and all into his arms, and carting him off to the bedroom. Their food forgotten. They were hungry for something a little different.

While they two went back to their dirty work Sakura was walking home while her mind is going over the scene over and over. It was that day, with a twilight sky, the light from the day slowly welcoming the night, and the sun and the moon greeting one another as they passed that Sakura became a Yaoi fan.

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Sakura blushed and looked away from the couple, memories flooding her mind as she saw the hicky revealed on Haku’s neck. “Uhh yeah. I already gave them their gift. How about you go next Sasuke?” She prodded, keen on getting the attention away from her for the moment.

Sasuke sighed and got from his seat to go grab the present he had left in his bag. Rummaging through for a moment he pulled out two items. Both of which he handed to Haku.

“I got you a set of needles, I know that your main method of execution and I figured that you might be a bit strapped for cash, and needed supplies. The other thing is a certificate for one of our weapon shops in town. They have everything you could need supply wise, and part of my family goes there. No matter when you go you’ll get a discount.”

“Thank you Sasuke. That’s very thoughtful!” Haku said sincerely.

“What about me brat?” Zabuza asked, looking slightly miffed.

“I dislike you.” Was all Sasuke said.

Zabuza began to pout as Haku laughed at his situation. Naruto let a small smile cross his face before he took out his present. Handing them a leather book they opened it to discover a number of interesting items, sketches, clippings, and various maps and pictures. Haku and Zabuza looked up in shock as Kakashi, Sasuke and Sakura tried to get a closer look.

“It’s a book on everything you’d ever need to know about Konoha. It has all the clans listed in there, and the ones you want to avoid. Namely the Uchihas.” Sasuke scowled at that. “It also has a brief description of most of the active jounin’s, and chuunin’s, minus a few who are out of the country on long term missions at the moment. It also has a bit about other members of note, and includes a map of Konoha, as well as a list of various shops for different requirements. The shop that you have the certificate for is listed on here as well. I just thought it would help with the transition.”

“This... this is.”

“Wonderful.” Zabuza finished. “Thank you so much. It make it seem as if we’ve already been here our whole lives, and we’ll have everything we need to know.”

“I hope it will help.” Naruto replied.

Haku was flipping through the pages before he came to more clippings included. “What are these for?” He asked looking up.

“Oh. I decided I should include memorable historical events that happened in Konoha. You know... like something they would teach you in the academy, except shorter and a heck of a lot less boring.”

Haku picked up a clip, looking at it before his eyes widened. “I’ve heard of this event.”

Zabuza looked over to see the clip he was holding. “Which one is that?”

“The great council massacre of Konoha. As I recall it took place the day of the festival of Kyuubi’s ‘defeat’.”

“Or as I like to call it. My birthday.” Naruto grumbled, touching his stomach.

Kakashi placed a hand on his shoulder before turning back to the other two. “Yes. The council massacre took place all on the night of the festival, or in Naruto’s case his 10th birthday. In a single night the council was murdered in each of their rooms as they slept, their throats slit. No chakra trace was found, and the weapon was a common kunai.”

“Wasn’t there a survivor though?” Sakura piped in.


Kakashi nodded. “The only council member to survive the attack was Danzo. He still holds the scar across his throat to this day, but luckily his wife was a medic-nin. She was able to heal the cut merely a minute after the killer had fled the room. They never identified him. To this day he is at large.”

Members of the room went silent, Naruto was the only one who fidgeted, looking down to the ground. “Well we shouldn’t dwell on the past. Let’s just move on. Maybe you can show us around here a little more.” The blonde said, attempting to break the ice.

Haku and Zabuza nodded, leading team seven through the house, and giving them a tour. Eventually their morning and afternoon came to a close and dinner time rolled around. They paid their goodbyes to Haku and Zabuza and began the walk to their respective houses. Sasuke and Sakura had parted ways with Kakashi and Naruto, each heading home for the night to enjoy dinner. Kakashi looked up towards the ominous sky.

“It’s going to rain soon.”

Naruto followed his gaze, closing his eyes and raising his palms up slightly. “You’re right. It’s going to be a big one if I sense correctly.”

Kakashi looked at the teen with his eyes still closed, his head lifted to the sky. He looked like an angel, with his blonde hair framing his face, gently biting the bottom of his plush lips. It was when his eyes opened and his enchanting cerulean eyes were revealed that Kakashi truly became captivated by the blonde’s beauty.

“Kakashi sensei?”

Kakashi came to his senses in time to realize that the boy of his affection was looking at him, and asking a question. “Yes Naruto?”

“Can I call in my free ramen now?” He asked, his eyes silently begging the man.

“I don’t see why not.”

“Thank you sensei!” Naruto cried out leaping into a hug, and squeezing the man around the waist.

Kakashi felt the air leave his body, and heard a crick in his back, but looking at Naruto smiling at him so brightly... well he knew it was worth it. About three seconds later he was released, and walking by Naruto’s side towards the stand.

“Thanks again Kakashi sensei. I haven’t been here in a while, and it smells so delicious.” Naruto said closing his eyes and deeply inhaling the air around the stand.

Kakashi quirked his eyebrow, “Minato loves Ramen, doesn’t he take you out to have some when he goes?” He asked, looking towards the teen.

Naruto stopped smelling the air, and let out a small almost inaudible sigh, visibly deflating for a moment before turning around and plastering on a small smile, while scratching behind his head. “Not really, but he’s super busy with his Hokage duties, paper work and saving the village...” The teen trailed off while looking to the street before looking down to the floor. “You know I’m not really hungry anymore Kakashi Sensei. I’m really sorry, but I’ll give you a rain check some time.” Naruto said giving a slight bow before exiting the stand in a hurry.

Kakashi confused as to what just happened looked over his shoulder to the street that Naruto was watching. What he saw made his stomach drop, and his blood begin to boil. Minato strolled towards the stand with Yoshi perched on his shoulders. The pair were laughing and discussing how many bowls they were going to eat and which kinds. They appeared to be perfectly happy together, enjoying a nice father son moment, and the thought that Naruto had seen them together, so happy, without him made Kakashi’s heart clench in pain.

“Oh Kakashi! How’s my former student fairing? Getting some ramen for dinner, how about you join us?” Minato asked with a smile, helping Yoshi down from his shoulders.

“I’m fine, thanks. And I was just picking something up.” Kakashi gritted out, placing an order for six bowls of ramen to go.

Minato froze at the coldness in Kakashi’s voice, looking towards his son who gave a slight shrug, as if to say ‘What’s his problem?’

“Is something wrong?” He asked.

Kakashi turned to look at his former sensei. The man was still a picture of innocence, his big blue eyes, and loopy grin, twisted into a look of worry. A look he had never seen the man employ for Naruto. Minato loved his village, and would sacrifice everything for it. He treated everyone with kindness and offered his time to anyone who would ask. He was there for what seemed like an entire village, for everyone but the one who really needed him. Naruto.

Kakashi let out a sigh and bit his tongue lightly under the mask. No matter how many times Naruto forgave his father for ignoring him and allowing the village to abuse him, Kakashi could not. He couldn’t however hate his former sensei. Minato wasn’t evil, he was just seriously misguided and oblivious to Naruto’s pain. That’s what made it so difficult. It would have been easier to hate the man, but he just couldn’t’ bring himself to despise the man who was his own father figure.

“No nothing’s wrong. I’m just a little worried about a situation that’s come up. But I’ll find a way to deal with it.”

Minato gave him a serious look, gazing searchingly into his one visible eye before nodding and giving a grin. “Well if you ever need any help you can always count on me.”

‘If you only knew.’ Kakashi thought. “I’ll be sure to do that.”

Kakashi turned and grabbed his bag of ramen bowls, and paid the owner before leaving towards Naruto’s apartment. The sky began to turn a darker shade of purple, clouds rolling in while thunder could be heard in the distance, the storm moving closer.

Naruto finished chopping the carrots for his tempura when a flash of light quickly followed by a clap of thunder echoed through the walls in his apartment. The light patter of rain against his windows started, steadily growing louder as time wore on.

“I was right, it’s going to be a big one.” The teen mumbled to himself, placing his batter covered vegetables into the wok, stirring them with a spoon while he added olive oil and a hint of salt.

Naruto pausing in his preparations for dinner when he heard the doorbell ring. Turning down the wok of vegetables, and removing the boiling kettle of water from the stove top he made his way to the door. Turing the handle he was surprised to see Kakashi standing with a bag of to-go ramen in his hand, his hair had lost his infamous look, hanging around him like a silver veil, while his clothing appeared to be soaked.

“I’m calling in the rain check.” Kakashi said with a grin, handing him the bag before turning to walk back out into the storm.

Naruto remained stock still for a moment before coming to a realization that he was just left behind. Putting the bag on the counter he rushed out into the storm, his white shirt immediately soaking through and his hair limply falling around his face. Spotting his teacher he made his way over to the form, and grabbed his wrist.

“Kakashi-sensei! Why’d you leave, it’s horrible outside.” He scolded, pulling the man back towards his apartment. The pair reached the door, with Naruto pulling it shut, shaking his head like a dog, before flashing Kakashi a smile.

The blonde hopped away leaving Kakashi to observe the apartment for a second time. Not but a few seconds later did Naruto return with two orange towels in hand, as well as a pair of pants and a white tank top. Wordlessly he handed the items to his teacher before making his way into the kitchen and setting the kettle back onto the element, and pulling out two cups from a cupboard.

“What do you prefer sensei? Tea, juice or milk?” The teen asked, rummaging through his drawers in search of his good set of chopsticks.

Kakashi looked to the clothing in his hand, then back at the teen moving through the kitchen. “Tea would be fine, thanks.”

“Tea it is. There’s a bathroom down the hall to your left. It’s the second door, you can change there and I’ll put your clothes in the dryer. I’ll have the food set up when you come back.”

Kakashi nodded before heading towards the room. Closing the door behind him he took a seat on the toilet, dropping the clothing to the floor and putting his face in his hands. ‘I shouldn’t be here, but I guess it’s too late for regrets.’ Sighing he removed his wet clothing to replace it with Naruto pants and shirt. The clothing was far too tight on him, and the pants looked more like Capri’s on the man, but at least they were dry.

Exiting the room he found that Naruto had indeed prepared the food for them. A pot of tea sat out on the table while two bowls of ramen were set on bamboo placemats on the seated table. The cushions on the ground seemed to be a plush set the teen had hidden away, while the chopsticks were beautifully crafted, a dragon design swirling around the instrument.

“The other bowls are in the oven to keep them warm if we want more. Oh! Can I have your clothes. I’ll get them dried for you. I can’t imagine my clothes are very comfortable for you.” The teen said grabbing the wet material from Kakashi’s arms and making his way to a room unknown.

When the teen returned he brought two plates of tempura vegetables to the table, setting one beside Kakashi. The pair began their meal in silence, Naruto refrained from attempting to sneak a peek at an unmasked Kakashi while he ate, instead focusing on his own meal. Kakashi however took the time t watch as Naruto thoroughly enjoyed his bowl of ramen, slurping up the noodle and not even bothering to stop when the liquid would dribble down from his lips to his neck. A small flush began in Kakashi’s cheeks before he turned back to his meal, and hurried to finish in time with the teen. When the pair finished the blonde went to make a fresh pot of tea while Kakashi helped him to clean up.

The pair settled across from one another on the cushioned floor, Naruto looking very closely at Kakashi’s face, his hand moulding around his cup, and stealing its warmth. Finally as if the teen had had enough he placed the cup, down and shuffled closer to his teacher, leaning forwards, his breath heating the air between the two. Curiously Naruto began to explore the outline of the mask, his finger’s dancing over a graceful neck, working their way over a strong jaw.

“Why do you wear a mask?” Naruto asked, his finger’s brushing against the material covering Kakashi’s lips.

A shiver ran through Kakashi’s body before he removed Naruto’s finger gently, and placed the boy’s hand back down by his side.

“Because my face reminds me of my father.” He replied with a sigh.

“Is that a bad thing?” The teen asked, tilting his head to the side.

“It’s complicated...”

“Try me.” Naruto said with a determined look.

Kakashi gazed deeply into Naruto eye’s before nodding. “Alright.”

Naruto settled closer to Kakashi, his arm brushing against the man’s as he wiggled further into his cushion haven. Kakashi couldn’t help the small smile that crossed his lips when he saw the endearing action.

“You see my father was one of the best ninja’s out there. He was known for his skills and ability to follow the rules. He was one of the best, and even the Hokage admired him to some degree. The citizens adored him, and fellow shinobi were proud to work with him.”

“He sounds like an amazing guy.” Naruto said.

“He was.” Was Kakashi quiet reply.

“Continuing on. He was sent out on a very important mission with a squad of three to retrieve a stolen scroll. The mission was supposed to be fairly simple, but things quickly turned. One of the team members was badly injured and a choice had to be made. Either they left their teammate to die, and completed the mission successfully. Or they saved him and abandoned the rules, failing their mission. My father chose to abandon the rules to save his comrade and in turn failed his mission. When he returned he lost his position, and was ridiculed by the village. In his disgrace he killed himself, unable to cope with the villagers scorn.”

Naruto eyes began to water by the end of Kakashi’s story. “B-but he did the right thing!”

Kakashi eye perceivably brightened to Naruto’s response. “Yes. Yes he did, but not everyone see’s it that way.”

“Is that why you wear the mask? Because you’re ashamed to be associated with him?” Naruto asked, seemly made with his sensei for being so prejudiced.

“It was at first. I grew up with people saying horrible things behind my back about my father’s disgrace. It was a hard way to grow up, so I did all in my power to cut myself off from any association with him.”

“So what changed that?”

“Obito. He was one of my teammates when I was a genin, he’s sort of like you in a way. He saw the world in a different perspective. He was fiercely loyal to his team and loved Konoha deeply. In one day he changed my life forever.”

“What happened?”

“We were on a routine mission when everything went wrong, we were separated from Minato, and Rin was kidnapped. We were given a choice, much like the one my father had to make, either go after Rin, or find Minato and complete the mission. I was going to follow the rules and abandon Rin, possibly leading to her death... but Obito wouldn’t let that happen. He said he was going to save her with or without me, and god damn if he didn’t convince me to eventually help. We saved Rin, although I lost an eye in the process. Then the worst happened. We were caught in a rock slide by the enemies, about to be crushed when Obito pushed us out of the way to save our lives, getting crushed in the process. He then offered me something precious to him.”

“Your Sharingan eye.” Naruto murmured in awe.

“Yes. Rin transferred his eye with my own dead one. He gave me sight again, and in doing so really helped me to truly see. He taught me that people are more important than rules, and that my father did what was right. He gave me my life back.”

A single tear streamed down Naruto’s cheek before he threw himself into his teacher’s arm’s, hugging him tightly. Kakashi hesitated for a moment before his arms roped around the teen’s waist and returned the gesture, his eye softening, while his sharingan eye let out a single red tear. The remained like that for a while, nothing had to be said, because there was nothing to say. When Naruto finally pulled away slowly he wiped away his tears streaked cheeks before giving his sensei a shy little smile, which the man returned, his eye crinkling.

“I still don’t understand though. If you know what your father did was right then why do you still wear the mask?” Naruto asked.

“Because it reminds me of what I could have become, and what I almost did. I still feel guilt over how I thought of my father, a brave and honourable man. I have yet to earn my face.”

Naruto’s nose crinkled and his brow furrowed as if deep in thought. “That’s a little weird, but I think I understand.”

“You’d be one of the first.”

Naruto looked up at Kakashi with that comment, his brow creasing for a moment before his hand reached up to brush across Kakashi’s covered cheek. He worked his way over to tease the edge between the material and Kakashi’s skin, causing a shiver to run down the man’s back. The blond gave his teacher a questioning look, the pair stared at each other for what seemed like hours, but was only a few moments before Kakashi gave him a nod of acceptance.

Naruto was so gentle that he was almost reverently removing the material. Pulling it down slowly and taking in every single pore, gazing so deeply that it began to leave a warm feeling in the pit of Kakashi’s stomach. ‘I should stop this, but I can’t.’

By the time Naruto got to Kakashi’s lips he was nearly mesmerized by his teacher’s full appearance. He carefully removed Kakashi’s headband covering his eye, before looking on in appreciation of his teacher’s looks. Kakashi was possibly the handsomest man he had ever seen. More beautiful than his father with his silver hair and smooth pale skin, he almost seemed to glow.

When Naruto’s eyes met the unmatched set of his teacher’s he was hooked, pulled in deeper than if he had been caught by Sharingan. Neither could help but move towards the other, as if pulled by gravity their lips met, soft and chaste, something so rare and pure that it nearly brought tears to Kakashi’s eyes. His arms wound around the waist of the lithe teen, pulling him closer and feeling Naruto’s damp shirt press against his chest. The boy shifted forward to settle in his lap.

Kakashi place his hand on Naruto’s neck, tilting his head slightly back and to the side, his tongue swiping against the virgin lips. The teen let out a small gasp, before opening his mouth to allow Kakashi entrance. He mapped out the soft contours of the blonde’s mouth, his lips moving against Naruto’s plump lips. The first tentative touch of tongue to tongue nearly sent Kakashi over the edge. He could barely help the hand that worked its way down to cup the teen’s taunt behind.

Naruto let out an appreciative moan into his mouth, his hand moving behind Kakashi’s back to grip his shirt while the other winded its way into silvery locks. Finally pulling away Kakashi had left the teen breathless and panting for more. His lips were red and swollen, Kakashi couldn’t help but to grab the teen firmly by the hair and crash their mouths together again. His hands travelling up and down the teen’s sides, pulling him closer, he couldn’t touch enough, couldn’t feel enough. The hot wet slide of their two tongues against one another was driving him mad, while the heat and weight of Naruto’s lithe body against his own made his arousal throb painfully.

His hand slipped under the damp shirt caressing the supple skin underneath. Butterfly touches across the teen’s torso sent a shiver down Naruto’s spine, causing Goosebumps to flash across his body. He was shaking in Kakashi’s arms, a bundle of emotion welling up inside him. While all the built up tension over the long months together was released in a tidal wave of lips, crashing against one another in a tsunami of passion. A light brush of a calloused finger against his peaked nipple sent a shock through Naruto his body arching delightfully into Kakashi’s before he moaned into the man’s mouth.

The jounin continued to toy with his body, his finger tweaking the dusky nipples, flicking them, gently squeezing the bud, and rolling it between his fingers. Naruto’s body rocked into Kakashi’s, sending a flash before their eyes as their dual erections pressed up against one another through the material in their pants. A flash of lighting quickly followed by a boom of thunder sobered the pair, Naruto pulling away slightly and appearing very dazed, and questioning. Kakashi himself was horrified.

‘What have I done. Oh god.’

Without a word Kakashi fled the room, escaping out into the storm still in Naruto’s clothing, he quickly worked his way to his own apartment before the teen had even gathered his wits. By the time Naruto had fully wakened he was already long gone, leaving Naruto confused, and desperately hungry. Hungry for something only Kakashi could provide.

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I’ll give you a hint... he’s not talking about ramen. ;P

Hopefully that sort of helped with the long wait for something lemon-ish to happen. Sorry it wasn’t that much...but honestly if you know my fictions you know what’s coming eventually (hopefully Naruto and Kakashi ;P ) And I’m hoping the tension will help to heighten the eventual experience. Anyways. You should be satisfied with the ZabuzaHaku lemon. Geez. Greedy like buggers aren’t ye?

Conscience: What... Are you a pirate or Irish or something?

Me: Shut it.

Conscience: You could try.

Me: Oh... Big words for such a little person.

Conscience: Who are you calling too tiny to fit into your pea brain?!

Me: What did you say?! OH. ITS ON.

-bitch fight-

Sub-Conscious (XD): Tune in next time to see who comes out the victor... and if any of the characters... well... come out.