Fallen Leaves (Formerly Kakashi: No Regrets)

Iwannabeher: Sorry, I meant to give you a shoutout in the last chapter! You and I are definitely birds of a feather with our tingly love of the dark side!
krito1389: The thin line between love and lust . . .
DarkAngelJudas: Indeed. ^_^

Yay, we get to bloodletting. Character death, character death, character death, character death, and other death besides. Lemon, bloodplay, death . . . (not Sasuke or Kakashi)
I love this chapter! This is the reason I wrote this story, this and the first chapter. But this is so wonderfully twisted, I love it! No, I’m not being narcissistic; I only write things I would read myself. So yes, I love this chapter!

Note on the title of the story: I was thinking of writing a series of stories called No Regrets, but ended up throwing two of them together in this one and abandoned the others. I might rename it “Fallen Leaves” (the title of another story that I might not ever finish or post). But I will wait until the story is finished so as to not confuse my current readers.

Ah, this is my Kakashi. (http://www.mangafox.com/manga/naruto/v55/c524/16.html) at least for this story. And the watered down look (http://www.mangafox.com/manga/naruto/v02/c015/5.html)
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Once over the border, Itachi directed Sasuke to the Akatsuki base he mentioned to Kakashi. It took nearly four days to reach the southern border with the River Country. Sasuke and Kakashi were much more comfortably moving through their native land. Sasuke let Itachi take control for the last few miles so he could pinpoint the location better than trying to direct Sasuke to it.

Itachi slowed down until he grew comfortable with Sasuke’s legs and then sped back up. He relished the feel of the wind on his face and the feeling of blood pumping through his body. He chanced closing his eyes to relish feeling then opened his eyes to take in the beauty of the woods in the morning light. He indulged all his senses in turn. It was like being alive again. Kakashi watched him, knowing instantly when Itachi took over the body.

Kakashi moved to Sasuke/Itachi’s side as they moved. He watched his expression. So innocent. It tore at Kakashi’s heart. His poor, pure, innocent Itachi. Itachi deserved so much more. He wanted to kill someone, preferably someone wearing a leaf headband. It was beginning to make Kakashi angry to see Itachi and calmer to see his evil little brother.

Itachi retreated once he let them into the base.

“This one looks more used,” Juugo commented.

“We’re lucky so many of the Akatsuki are dead or we’d have to worry about meeting them in these bases,” Sasuke said. “We’re supposed to be allies, but I don’t trust them.”

Nor should you, Itachi interjected.

Sasuke directed the others as he had before, but he joined Kakashi automatically this time.

Give me some time, Itachi asked.

“Fine,” Sasuke said out loud. They switched.

Itachi went to a drawer with a seal tag on it. Itachi made a few hand sighs and released it. He opened it and pulled out the stack of clothing, armor, and his sword. He deposited it on the bed.

“This is everything I brought with me when I fled Konoha. Use it if you can.” Itachi relinquished control.

“He left quickly.”

“He’s tired. I don’t think he liked touching that stuff.” Sasuke sat down next to the pile. Kakashi sat on the other side.

Sasuke reverently picked up the kodachi. He pulled the blade from the sheath half way. The blade was clean, but when he looked closer at the guard and the hilt, he saw stains of blood. He felt ill. He pushed the blade back in to the sheath.

“It’s all stained with my clan’s blood.”

“The village is the one to blame, not Itachi.”

“I know.” Sasuke handed the sword to Kakashi. “You used a kodachi when you were in ANBU, right? Use it. Use it for our revenge. And his armor. If it’ll fit.”

Kakashi picked up the shirt and raised it up to look at it. Tiny, little Itachi. My little raven. He set the too-small shirt aside and looked over the armor. “I can wear these.”

“I’ll contact Madara tomorrow. I want to start my revenge.”

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Madara had taught Sasuke how to contact him when he kidnapped him.

“We’re still sealing the Hachibi,” Madara told him. “Without your brother, Kisame, Hidan, Kakazu, and Deidera, it’s taking much longer. I will dispatch Pein and Konan to Konoha once we’re finished, we will have possession of the Kyuubi within a week.”

“I’m not just going to sit here,” Sasuke told him. “I’ll scout out their defenses and maybe take out a few. No one knows we’re with Akatsuki.”

“Fine, have fun.” Madara was slightly exasperated, but knew he couldn’t expect an Uchiha to just sit tight and wait for someone else to lead an attack.

In their current hideout, Sasuke opened his eyes and stood. “You three, you’ll stay here. Kakashi, you and I will scout Konoha. Akatsuki will not be attacking for a week. We’re also free to kill as many leaf shinobi as we like.”

Karin looked at Kakashi, expecting him to demure at killing his former comrades, but Kakashi’s one visible eye seemed to be smiling.

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Kakashi and Sasuke scouted the area around Konoha separately. South of the village, Kakashi came across a team he never anticipated: Team Gai. They were resting after a training exercise. Kakashi was torn between attacking and slinking away, but Neji was always too attentive. He stood up and looked right at him. It seemed Neji was having a similar conflict: should he tell his team who was hiding near them or let the Jounin go?

He made his choice.

Neji crouched in his gentle fist attack posture. “Gai-sensei.” The other three stood and all readied themselves.

No use hiding. Kakashi dropped down behind the bushes and sauntered out. None but Gai had ever seen him in anything but his Jounin uniform so this darker non-Konoha outfit augmented by some pieces of ANBU armor gave the younger shinobi pause. They also noticed the slashed Konoha headband.

“Yo.”

“Kakashi?” Gai said disbelieving. “They said you were dead.”

“I’m supposed to be.” He looked at Neji. “You know, don’t you? They told you, but not your captain.”

“What are you talking about?” Gai asked.

“Hatake Kakashi is a missing-nin,” Neji answered. “He’s in the Bingo Book and under the sentence of death in Konoha.”

“Why?”

“Treason.”

“Treason? I can’t believe it.”

“Consorting with the enemy: Uchiha Itachi.”

“Itachi?”

Kakashi waved his hands in his customary conciliatory way to quiet the pair down. “I can clear this up quite quickly.” Three Chidori Hounds rushed Neji, Lee, and TenTen, followed by another blur of hand signs. Three clones attacked the students, while Kakashi remained in front of the unmolested Gai.

“Kakashi?”

“Sasuke and I will destroy Konoha. Just your luck that Neji spotted me.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Should I take the time to explain it to you? With your students fighting for their lives, do you have time to talk about this?”

“I can’t believe you, the student of the Forth, would betray us. Itachi? Sasuke? None of it makes sense.”

“Let’s see if I can explain it to you.” Kakashi attacked, using taijutsu only while his clones attacked the other three without restraint. “It began eight years ago,” Kakashi began as he fought, no change in his normal laid back tone. “I was in ANBU with Uchiha Itachi.” Kakashi waited until the moment his words would be the most distracting. “We became lovers.”

Gai froze before he could land a substantial hit, instead Kakashi landed a blow.

“But he would have only been twelve.”

“Thirteen. Soon after, he killed his clan and disappeared. Four years ago, he returns and fights you, me, Asuma, and Kurenai. There was nothing between us then, we were enemies. A month later, Sasuke runs off to Orochimaru. Itachi comes to me personally to berate me for losing his brother. He still loved Sasuke and me. We became lovers once again. One month ago, he and I were caught in a . . . compromising position inside Konoha. I pushed him out the window to force him to flee. I was sentenced to death. Itachi returned to save me, but Itachi died hours later of an illness that had been killing him for some time and the world died with him. I joined Sasuke as a missing-nin. And then we learned the truth.” Again he waited until his words would be the most distracting. “The village elders ordered Itachi to slaughter his clan.” Gai tripped up and paid for it.

“But maybe it all began with my father,” Kakashi resumed conversationally. “Scorned by the village he served until he could no longer take the dishonor and killed himself. The village killed him.” TenTen cried out as Kakashi’s clone riddled the girl with four shrunken. Lee cried out to her as she fell. Kakashi’s clone hit her with Chidori as she lay there helpless. Kakashi’s voice continued relentlessly. “Konoha sent a trio of children out during a war; children not mature enough to handle battle. Obito died. Then Rin died. Then Minato-sensei died. Then Itachi was forced to kill his own parents and abandon his home, his lover. Konoha has taken all I ever loved. All Sasuke ever loved. We’ve chosen revenge.”

Kakashi didn’t flinch, but he felt Sasuke’s presence behind and above him. He was watching. Neji noticed him too, but he was too involved with the clone facing him.

“Kakashi,” Gai growled. “How could you turn against the entire village? Against me? Weren’t we friends?”

“You’re already dead to me. These three are already dead to me. The village is already dead to me.”

“What would the Forth think of this? He gave his life to protect Konoha.”

“Minato is already dead. I’ve already resigned myself to his displeasure.” He thought about that one look Minato had given him after Rin’s death. He was sympathetic at first, but as he turned away, Kakashi saw a different expression. Disappointment? Kakashi would never know for sure. He had already failed his sensei; he’d failed to protect Obito, he failed to protect Rin. He truly did not care what Minato thought of him now. Another father who had abandoned him.

Kakashi stopped, looked right over at Lee and sent a massive Chidori Hound at him. There was nothing Gai could do, the hound moving faster than he ever could. The boy Gai loved like a son couldn’t even cry out, dead before he hit the ground.

Gai screamed in rage rather than sorrow, turned, and threw a kunai into the back of the clone facing Neji. “Neji! Get back to the village, warn the Hokage!”

Neji didn’t hesitate. Kakashi delivered a kick to Gai’s already turned head and snapped his neck.

Sasuke seemed to float to the ground. He unsheathed his sword, unhurried. He walked up to Lee and stuck the point of his blade straight down into his throat. He went over and did the same to TenTen, then to Gai.

“Perhaps we should kill the Hyuuga as well?” Sasuke asked.

“Perhaps. The death of the most talented Hyuuga will shake them.”

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Neji flew through the trees at top speed; certain he could outrun the two missing-nins. The village was just a mile away. He put on an extra burst of speed.

Sasuke appeared standing on the underside of a branch, his sword sheathed. Neji skidded to a stop on a lower branch.

“I never had the pleasure of fighting you in the chunin exams,” Sasuke said coolly.

Neji sensed Kakashi land on a branch behind him. This wasn’t about winning, Neji just needed to evade them. These two were not so foolish as to cross into the village where ANBU would be on them within seconds. Neji judged Sasuke to be the more difficult opponent. Strike Kakashi who’s already used up a great deal of chakra, then he just had to evade Sasuke and his damn eyes.

Neji turned and attacked Kakashi. He relied on his 360 vision to warn him if Sasuke attacked him. Sasuke leapt, but it was straight up, probably to move around to a better angle to attack from.

As Kakashi and Neji fought, Kakashi leapt back as a kunai nearly thrust completely out of the younger man’s chest. Neji staggered and put a hand to the bloody point sticking out of his chest.

Sasuke’s cold voice came from behind him. “The advantage of having an ally who is former ANBU.”

“We know the Hyuuga blind spot,” Kakashi finished.

Sasuke was suddenly right behind him, but that didn’t concern the young Jounin anymore. He was dead, he knew it. Sasuke grabbed Neji’s long hair. “You and I should have either been rivals or friends. I regret not being able to fight you, but we don’t really have the time.” Sasuke slit the Hyuuga’s throat.

Dead, Sasuke callously moved the body to the broader part of the branch they were perched on. He straddled Neji’s body, removed and tossed the headband away, then carved the leaf symbol into his forehead, finishing it off with a deep vicious cut that scored his skull. Sasuke moved and cut off Neji’s shirt, leaving his chest bare. Sasuke proceeded to carve the Uchiha crest into skin upside down. He pealed the skin away to form the top red hemisphere of the fan. Done, Kakashi helped Sasuke hang Neji’s upside down so that the crest was right side up, a clear sign to the village.

“That should put the fear of god in the village,” Sasuke said calmly.

“I think a bunch of dead ANBU would shake them even more,” Kakashi suggested.

Sasuke smiled maliciously.

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ANBU lived up to their reputation. Sasuke caught only one in his genjutsu, the others capable of avoiding his eyes. Kakashi kept his eye covered, knowing the risk of using it too much.

The problem was ANBU had the same advantage they’d had with Neji: ANBU knew the strengths and weakness of all the shinobi in the village. It served them well here, but not well enough.

One ANBU in a cat mask was concentrating on taijutsu and then broke ranks to report the situation back to the Hokage as Neji tried to do. But a kunai through the leg brought him to the ground. Only two other ANBU remained. The fallen ANBU finally chose to use ninjutsu. Wood element. Kakashi and Sasuke hacked through it with their Chidoris without even missing a beat in their fights with the last two mobile ANBU. Sasuke sent a second kunai sparking with Chidori at Yamato, this time striking him in the shoulder. Despite the two wounds, Yamato forced himself up and tried to run, but his leg wound brought him down again. He tried again with his wood element as Sasuke defeated his opponent. The wood stood no change against Chidori.

Kakashi killed the last of them. Sasuke walked around stabbing every man’s throat after using his sword’s point to damask them. Kakashi landed on the ground not far from Yamato and sauntered up to him.

“Tenzo. I’m disappointed in you. Didn’t put up much of a fight.”

“A friend of yours?” Sasuke asked, coming up behind Kakashi, his sword held causally in his hand.

“You could say that.”

Sasuke tossed half a dozen Chidori senbon at Yamato’s mask which shattered, but left his face undamaged.

“Oh, it’s you.”

“He’s Naruto’s guardian, my substitute on our old team, and my subordinate in ANBU.”

“Kakashi-Senpai, why?”

Kakashi crouched near him. “Which ‘why?’ Why I became a missing-nin, or why did we just decimate a squad of the most elite shinobi of Konoha? Or why did I not just kill you?” Yamato couldn’t answer. “Well, let’s take it one by one. Konoha’s killed, one way or another, every person I’ve ever cared about. We are declaring war on Konoha. I decided, being Naruto’s wet nurse, to use you as a messenger. We will destroy Konoha and kill every person in it. You let the Hokage know.” Kakashi’s voice became icy hard. “And tell the elders, you tell them yourself and see their reactions, if they are still capable of fear or guilt, you tell them, Sasuke and I will avenge Itachi’s sacrifice and his death. They will die at our hands but not before we immerse them and the village in the utter depths of hell.”

Yamato couldn’t miss the Sharingan blazing in Sasuke’s eyes and knew it must be blazing behind the scored Konoha headband.

“What about Naruto and Sakura?”

“Come what may. They will have their chance to flee or defend themselves.”

Kakashi stood and Sasuke came up and put his arms around him, one arm over his shoulder, the other around his waist, his head leaned against his arm. It was a very familiar and intimate pose. More telling was how Kakashi didn’t react at all to Sasuke’s familiar actions.

“You have warning,” Sasuke said. “Those who wish to live can flee and hope we don’t track them down. It’s not like we’ll be bringing an army.”

“Just four of us.” Kakashi and Sasuke had decided that Karin would not have the stomach or strength to fight, but would be used as a medical-nin and to find the elders in the chaos. “Surely a great hidden village like Konoha will not be brought to its knees by four shinobi. As much as I want to kill every one of you, I like the idea of the inhabitants of Konoha fleeing like children.”

“We should head back.” Sasuke drew back from his lover.

Kakashi was about to turn and follower, but stopped.“Oh, Gai and his team are dead in the forest to the south of the village. Might want to clean that up.”

The pair vanished.

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Yamato was pale from more than blood loss when Tsunade arrived in his hospital room.

“My Lady.”

“Leave us!” she ordered the nurses and shinobi. “Kakashi and Sasuke?”

“Yes, my lady. They said they were going to attack the village.”

“I can’t believe it. Not even of Kakashi now. Sasuke I never knew, but Kakashi? And where is Itachi?”

“Kakashi said he was dead. He gave me a message to give to the elders. He told me to tell them myself.”

“What did he say?”

“’Sasuke and I will avenge Itachi’s sacrifice and his death. They,’ the elders, ‘will die at our hands but not before we immerse them and the village in the utter depths of hell.’”

“I’ll want a complete and detailed report on everything they said and did. As soon as you’re stable, you can deliver the message.”

“Yes, my lady. Is it true about Gai and his team?”

“They were all killed, some by Chidori. They were all stabbed in the throat as were all the ANBU you were with.”

“Sasuke did that.”

“It looks like a purposeful desecration, wounding them after they were already dead; they didn’t need to do that to ensure they were dead. I can’t believe they could become so callous. And then, there’s what they did to Neji.” Yamato wasn’t sure he wanted to hear. She described the desecration. “Today’s events were a declaration of war.”

“Kakashi . . . He . . . Part of him is dead. I knew him, my lady. That wasn’t the man I knew.”

“He and Itachi were lovers; that’s why he left the village. If Itachi is dead . . . But we didn’t kill him. I would know if any of our shinobi killed him.”

“I think it was more than Itachi. And why would Sasuke go along for the sake of his brother?”

“I don’t know. I wonder if we ever really knew them. Sasuke I can understand him turning traitor; I never really knew him. But for Kakashi to turn on us so completely. I believed him when he swore he never betrayed us to Itachi or Akatsuki. But now . . . Something must have happened to him. Maybe Sasuke’s influence?”

“It was no secret Sasuke was always his favorite. If anyone could influence him, it would be Sasuke. You see the influence he has over Naruto and Sakura without being here physically.”

“Do you think they should be told?”

“Sakura knows Kakashi is not dead. I think they need to be told. Sasuke is lost. And so is Kakashi. There is no way they can be forgiven now. ANBU must be sent, to kill them.”

“Ah. I’ve already sent two squads of ANBU after them. I don’t want to tell those two. They won’t believe it.”

“My lady, there’s something else.”

How could it get any worse? Tsunade thought. She waited for him to continue.

“I believe they are lovers.”

“What?”

“The way Sasuke put his arms around Kakashi and that Kakashi seemed comfortable with that . . . I’m sure they’re lovers.”

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They were both high on their victory. They had slaughtered a dozen of Konoha’s best shinobi without a single wound, not an injury to speak of. On the way back they stopped and fucked against a tree they were so high on adrenaline.

Sasuke let Kakashi take him roughly, the bark of the tree biting through his clothes, clawing at his skin, leaving bloody streams on his back. He didn’t care. Before Kakashi could finish either of them off, Sasuke pushed Kakashi away. Kakashi obediently fell onto his back. Sasuke plunged into his lover without any preparation. For both of them, pain had mingled with pleasure before they ever became lovers. Pain meant you were alive, that you were still human, though now they were beyond that, only feeling the extra endorphins that flowed in response to the pain.

Sasuke felt Konoha shinobi approaching. He didn’t stop thrusting his hips violently into Kakashi’s.

“Why won’t they come already,” Sasuke growled. “I want to kill them too. Blood sacrifices to our alter of grief and revenge.”

Kakashi pulled Sasuke’s head down the last two inches to kiss him wetly and slovenly. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

Kakashi wondered—with the very small part of his brain that wasn’t addled with painful pleasure—why the other shinobi hadn’t found them yet. Powerful, hedonistic chakra was peeling off them like solar flares breaking free of their magnetic confines and flinging themselves into the abyss. Perhaps the chakra was so powerful and wild they were afraid to come any closer.

“Come on already,” Sasuke grunted getting close to his orgasm. “I could fucking kill them quickly like this, but if they wait for me to cum, they won’t get a quick death. I want to fuck you in a pool of their guilty, sullied blood.”

The mental image of blood smeared all over Sasuke pale body, smeared randomly or like war paint, brought Kakashi to a mind blowing orgasm. He took Sasuke with him. Sasuke gasped, took a second to catch his breath, then growled. He picked up his Akatsuki cloak and his sword. Kakashi mimicked him. They lunged, naked under their cloaks into the fray. Sasuke made good on his promise; many of the ANBU lingered before they died. Sasuke once again stripped them all of their masks and stabbed even the dead in the throat.

Kakashi surprised him by ripping Sasuke’s cloak from his naked body and pushing him down onto a dead, bloody body. He caressed the Uchiha’s smooth pale body with blood stained hands, leaving crimson trails that matched his Sharingan eyes. He stroked Sasuke’s cheeks, creating the illusion the Uchiha was weeping tears of blood.

“You are as beautiful as your brother. So lovely.”

“I was the one who was supposed to fuck you in a pool of blood.”

“Who’s stopping you?”

Sasuke snapped the clasp of Kakashi’s cloak, pulled it off, then spun their bodies around so that Kakashi was now lying on the still warm body. The activity had reawakened Sasuke erection. He scooped up some blood from the body’s open wounds and used it to coat his length.

He entered Kakashi a lot lest franticly this time. He moved at a leisurely pace that contrasted with everything else that day. He also ran his blood stained hands over Kakashi’s pale chest, running his fingers over his exposed ribs. So thin, Sasuke thought. He was without body fat as well, but he was filled out with more muscle than Kakashi. He followed the light tailing of his fingers with nails drawing blood. Six bloody lines appeared and added more blood to his body.

As Sasuke moved inside his lover, he traced his family crest over Kakashi’s breastbone. He filled in the top crescent. “You belong to us, after all. Body and soul.”

“Forever.”

Sasuke ran his bloody fingers through Kakashi’s while hair. “We’ll being going to hell together. Maybe Itachi can escape. You and I could take over hell. We can slaughter and subjugate all those who’ve wrong us and Itachi. The Uchiha probably rule hell anyway.”

“My prince.”

Sasuke leaned forward to kiss him in a slower version of their earlier kiss, disgustingly wet and loud as they sucked at the other’s mouths.

One ANBU was not dead, missed by Sasuke systematic desecration. He watched enthralled by the twisted, yet loving relationship. He was as disgusted as he was aroused. He decided to get out of there while they were distracted. A voice arrested him.

“I think you get your wish, Sasuke,” Kakashi said conversationally. The ANBU was sure he knew what Kakashi was talking about; there was something in Kakashi’s inflection that suggested he was talking to a third party as much as to Sasuke. The ANBU knew Kakashi hadn’t moved and, from the tremor in his voice, Sasuke was still fucking him. They had not yet moved to stop him. Did they know where he was? Should he freeze or flee? He took too long to debate.

“Enjoy the show?” Sasuke asked from right behind him. It was like he could feel Sasuke’s breath on his neck, but it was just the puckering of his skin at the close sound. He didn’t move, resisting the urge to turn his head. He quickly took stock of his weapons and prepared to turn and kill the bloodstained young man.

He turned with his kunai ready to impale the missing-nin, but Sasuke was gone. Right next to his ear came the word, “Boo.”

He whipped back around to Sasuke’s face, but a kunai was stabbed into his throat. Sasuke peeled off the mask. The nameless ANBU died looking into Sasuke’s red eyes.

“Too late,” Sasuke said. “Not in a killing frenzy anymore.” He wiped off a few drops of semen he had already shot into Kakashi before he leapt off after this man and smeared those drops on the man’s cooling cheek.

“I’m spent,” Sasuke said as he went back to Kakashi who had also cum. “Let’s head home.”

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The pair decided to spend the night in the forest and bathed in a river to remove the blood from their bodies before they rejoined the rest of their team tomorrow. They were both completely spent and did not even look at each other in a sexual way while they bathed. Sasuke did stare at Kakashi while Kakashi emerged from the cold water and he lay still nude on the grass. He admired the six lines he’d gouged earlier with his fingernails, proud of the marks he left on his lover, marks of possession.

“I’ve always like the way your hair looked when all wet like that,” Sasuke said. “Ever since Zabuza dunked you on our first real mission. Your hair looks so good hanging over your headband.”

“My hair’s always been untamable, like a shinobi I know.” Kakashi smirked at him.

Sasuke chuckled contentedly. This really was the most content he’d felt since . . . he was eight? Maybe not even then. No brother to hunt down, sexually satisfied, and letting go of any restraint on his Uchiha bloodlust . . . he was content. They were happy. Of course throwing away their consciences helped. They felt no remorse and had no regrets at all.

“Maybe use some oil to keep it looking like that.”

“Anything for you, Sasuke. I never really cared since I could never do anything but cut it.”

“Never cut it.”

Kakashi sat down next to him and laid his head on Sasuke’s stomach. Sasuke petted his hair affectionately. The rest of their lives could be like this after they finished their revenge. With no specter of revenge looming around them, they could truly be content, even truly happy.

Sasuke only meant to shut his eyes for a moment, but fell into a peaceful asleep. Kakashi didn’t remove Sasuke’s stilled hand from his head. He listened to Sasuke’s breathing and heartbeat. So alive. He felt the puncture wounds on his tongue from Sasuke’s toothy kisses. He ran the wounds over the points of his teeth. The pain just reminded him of how he got them. He was at the point he couldn’t imagine life without the evil little Uchiha.

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I really do like Neji. But not the rest of his team. Sorry for taking you down like a punk. You’re getting laid in another story, two actually, even if you’re ukeing in both . . . Hugs?