Love to Forget

The village was silent in the peaceful night, save for the few chimes that rang gently upon porches of the neighboring homes nearby. It seemed rest had fallen upon the inhabitants, each drawn into slumber by the gentle melodies of the wind against the mere trinkets.

Despite the seemingly quiet night, a boy lay, twisting and turning about in his bed. He was engaging in a battle against bed sheets. They attacked and held onto his body, tightly winding themselves about his arms and legs. His pillow, though pacifist to the scene, fell upon his owner’s head, only to be swatted away hastily. His body shed tears through its pores, glistening in the moonlight.

A moment more of this war, and the boy jerked upwards, looking about. The bed sheets lay limp and clung to him lazily, as if they had called a stalemate and gave themselves up. He thrust them aside, giving a heavy sigh.

“Another nightmare...,” he whispered between ragged breaths, “Just another stupid nightmare. Sasuke, get a hold of yourself!”

The boy, Sasuke, shook his head at himself. He had succumbed to another night of horrible visual images projected by his own betraying subconscious. It was just like the night before, and the night before that, and...

“Why? Why does it choose to haunt me now?” he asked himself. A warm tear tried desperately to fall down his cheek, but Sasuke wiped it away angrily. He was not going to let some stupid dream get the best of him. There was no time or use for such emotions; he needed to be strong and keep his wall built around those feelings of sadness. They only got in the way.

It had happened a few weeks ago, he calculated. His own mind played these games on him, rendering him sleepless for some while. They always started the same, but, sometimes, ended differently. Sasuke would wake up screaming on some occasions, others, a cold sweat. Sometimes, the boy would not fall into slumber at all.

This was beginning to become one of those times. The boy lifted from his bed and put on his usual clothing of blue and white. He gave one final glare towards the messy bed sheets and walked outside. Sasuke shivered against the small breeze, but continued to walk, heading away from the quiet village. If sleep was futile, then a hefty work-out was in store. He would make himself tired if it would help him get rest.

~~~~~~~~~~

It seemed like hours to Sasuke, yet the sun was far from rising over the distant horizon. His body had illuminated under the glow of the moon upon his sweaty skin, and his breath was rapid. Perhaps he had over-done it and practiced too much?

He shook his head. No, one could never get enough practice, at least in his thoughts. Besides, his teammate, Naruto, was quickly catching up to Sasuke in talent, and he hated to admit it. So, he furiously practiced any type of ninja technique he knew of until he felt he could move no further.

Then, feeling his work-out was acceptable, he made way towards a nearby pond. He kicked off his sandals and pulled away his shirt, kneeling down onto the bank to splash water upon his reddened face and down his dried throat. Sasuke’s muscles broke down and relaxed, allowing him a moment of peace.

Unfortunately, that moment of peace was quickly shattered as he jerked into a complete spin once he felt a hand grasp his shoulder. Water splashed everywhere, and Sasuke held a defensive position for a few moments, his eyes intent with the urge to kill. But, the light that dashed in his eyes faded away as he recognized a familiar masked face, and he let down his defenses.

“Kakashi-sensei.”

The elder man nodded and placed his hands upon his own hips, “Surely I admire your spunk, but even the greatest of ninja need a break now and again.”

“I...I couldn’t sleep,” Sasuke mumbled, trying to regain his usual composure, “I just needed to work it off, that’s all.”

“Mmm-hmm,” came Kakashi’s nonchalant reply. His eye seemed to be fixed upon his student, but Sasuke could not read his face. It is hard to tell in the instance of men with shrouded faces.

A gust of wind against the boy’s bare skin reminded him that he was not wearing a shirt. Quickly, Sasuke grabbed for his shirt and yanked it over his head, trying hard to keep the flush on his face from growing. There was an uncomfortable moment of silence to follow. Sasuke kept his head turned away slightly as Kakashi continued to look upon him.

The youth raised and eyebrow, and eyes met an eye, “It appears I’m not the only one here. Why aren’t you in the village?”

To which, came the reply, “I sensed an aura and came to check it out, but it seems I have nothing to worry about tonight.” He ruffled the younger male’s hair with a hand playfully.

Sasuke drew back with an aggravated huff and ran his fingers through his hair, fixing it back to its naturally spiked look. He then crossed his arms. Kakashi usually showed up late for everything, but he was acting a bit strange, even for him. He shook his head and began walking away, heading towards the village. Again, a hand met the boy’s shoulder, and he stopped in his tracks.

“It’s a beautiful night. Stay here for awhile with me.”

The long, slender fingers of his teacher’s hands slightly gripped at his shoulder, and he gave a sigh. He had sighing a lot lately, he noted. Regardless, he turned to face Kakashi with an inquisitive look in his eyes.

The elder removed his sandals and sat down, dipping his feet into the pond. He turned and looked up to his student and spoke with a soft tone, “Sit down.”

Hesitant, Sasuke stood for a moment before giving in to his request. He shivered as he placed his feet back into the water. It was not as cold when he was working out earlier. Kakashi sensed this, and placed his own vest over the boy’s shoulders. Sasuke complied, snuggling into the very warm clothing. Kakashi’s warmth. The younger male blushed and looked down into the water, his face growing more red as he noticed his reflection.

He also noticed his teacher’s reflection and it shifting closer to his own body. Sasuke cleared his throat and tried conversation, “It is nice out here tonight. I didn’t notice it earlier.”

“Mmm-hmm,” Kakashi gave another nonchalant reply. He shifted closer.

“The moon...it’s pretty full tonight.”

“Yes, it is.” Closer, the teacher came.

Closer.

The two bodies touched, and Sasuke turned away, trying to think of what to say. It was hard to concentrate on making conversation with his teacher ever so near him. He felt a warm, gentle breath near his neck, and he turned around sharply to be face-to-face with Kakashi. The boy’s eyes flew wide open.

“Your...your mask...,” he stammered, seeing the elder’s face for the first time. Sasuke felt his blush burning even brighter as he stared at Kakashi’s lips. They formed into a smile, and for once, the younger male could read emotion from the other.

He actually looked rather nice, the boy thought to himself, all the while wondering why his teacher hid his handsome face. He found himself lost in thought and lost in Kakashi’s eyes.

A hand reached up and caressed Sasuke’s cheek, yet he was at a loss for what to do. He remained paralyzed as Kakashi’s lips came onto his. The elder, expert mouth worked as his tongue snaked its way into Sasuke’s own mouth. The boy moaned in reply, closing his eyes and taking in the new and interesting feeling. In his head, he heard a voice, a very familiar and unnerving voice.

“Oh, you taste so wonderful, Sasuke-kun...”

Sasuke’s eyes flew open. Panic arose in the boy, and he found his mobility again, quickly jumping back and scooting away. He looked to Kakashi with great fear.

“Sasuke?” the teacher stared back at him, his head cocked to the side as he watched his student’s body tremble.

Sasuke shook in fear like a small child, grabbing his legs and holding them as close to his chest as possible. If his body would have been frail, he would have pushed his thighs straight through his rib cage in effort to close off any intruder.

“No...no...please...not again,” he stuttered, images of his nightmares flooding back into his head, “Leave me alone!”

Kakashi quickly came to his feet and grabbed Sasuke by the shoulders, “Relax, Sasuke, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to frighten you!”

Sasuke could not hear or feel Kakashi’s presence. Instead, he found himself somewhere dark, and the sounds of silent laughter could be heard. It taunted him. Hands reached out and stroked his face.

“Don’t worry, Sasuke. This will only hurt a little bit...”

“NO! Stop!” Sasuke cried out, shrinking away from the roaming hands, “Get away from me, Itachi! Leave me alone!”

“...Itachi? Sasuke, get a hold of yourself! You’re imagining things,” Kakashi’s voice seemed to penetrate through the dark as he shook the boy. Reality took in, and Sasuke jerked and looked around frantically. He took in a sharp breath, realizing that the intrusive hands were nowhere to be seen.

The wall came crashing down. Sasuke grabbed his head and pulled it to his knees, his fingernails digging into the flesh of his scalp. Tears streamed down his face, burning his cheeks. He felt hands, gentle hands, remove his own from his head and lift it up to face his teacher. A worried expression was evident on Kakashi’s face.

“Your brother...he...,” Kakashi stopped, watching Sasuke sniff and nod slowly.

“He made me...do things... Things I didn’t like,” the young boy choked back sobs. He wanted to just crawl into a hole somewhere and rot. He was telling his terrible secret, something he had chosen to keep locked away for years. And it made him feel disgusting.

Kakashi’s hands traveled to the smaller boy’s shoulders, never taking his eyes off Sasuke for a moment, “He never hurt you, did he?”

Sasuke lowered his head and shook it slowly.

Moments passed by like hours as the two males sat, neither knowing exactly what they should say. A gentle breeze passed by, sifting through their wild manes. Sasuke brushed away a few loose strands of his bangs from his vision, “Um...I liked it. The kiss, I mean. It was nice. But, I just can’t...quit remembering...”

He felt a tug at his chin as it was being lifted towards his teacher’s. Their lips only a breath away, Kakashi whispered, “I can make you forget, if you’ll let me.”

The space filled as his lips met Sasuke’s, and their tongues began to entwine. The younger male cautiously wrapped his arms around Kakashi, and hearing no complaint, placed his hands upon his spine. The touch to his back sent chills through Kakashi, and he gave a slight moan, his hands meeting at the bottom of Sasuke’s shirt and traveling underneath. He rubbed the boy’s small chest, paying extra attention to his nipples and causing them to peak upwards.

Kakashi chuckled between their kiss as Sasuke arched and moaned. He took great interest in the bulge that began growing into his shorts, watching it as he pulled up the younger male’s shirt and broke the kiss to toss the unwanted material aside. Licking his lips, Kakashi lowered and began swirling his tongue across a nipple, getting a very satisfied groan from his student. Sasuke now being distracted, the elder’s hand snaked down to the waistline of the shorts, plunging in and grasping his manhood.

Sasuke let out a startled yelp, causing Kakashi to jump in surprise. The boy blushed and gave a small grin, “Your hand is cold.”

“Mmm, I can fix that,” Kakashi smiled devilishly. He plunged down and took all of Sasuke’s length into his mouth, gathering a wail of ecstacy from the wide-eyed boy. The elder man expertly sucked against the throbbing muscle, stopping to lick the tender skin.

Sasuke groaned and bucked against Kakashi’s mouth, “Nnnn...oooh, please...please don’t stop... You’re torturing me!”

Kakashi obeyed his student and began bobbing on the hardened member as if life itself depended on it. After a few minutes of his ministrations, he felt a twitch within his mouth and raised up, despite the protesting from Sasuke. Kakashi grabbed the youth’s penis and pumped it, causing the boy to arch and cry out as his hot seed began erupting along his stomach.

Sasuke lay there, panting as he felt his shorts being fully removed. As he caught his breath, his teacher stripped down, both of their bodies now glistening against the moonlight. Kakashi leaned over the boy, wiping black bangs from his sweaty forehead, “Are you ready?”

A nod given, Kakashi swirled his fingers into the mass of semen on Sasuke’s stomach and slowly inserted one into the boy’s backside. Sasuke bit his lip and squirmed under the uncomfortable touch. There was slight pain as the elder inserted another finger, but it was of no concern to the boy. He wanted this more than anything, and the images of his older brother vanished. There was only his teacher, being gentle and caring with his body unlike the selfish person who had tried the same before.

Kakashi sensed Sasuke’s body relax. He removed his fingers and slowly pushed the tip of his own penis within the boy. In turn, he received a wince, and leaned over to give Sasuke a kiss before slipping all the way inside.

Sasuke’s eyes shut tight as he clenched his teeth, desperate not to cry out. Kakashi allowed a moment of rest, letting the smaller boy adjust to his girth. He removed the forehead protector and left small pecks of affection on Sasuke’s forehead.

“You’re...you’re pretty big,” Sasuke sheepishly squeaked, getting a small chuckle from the elder man, “It doesn’t hurt much anymore.”

Kakashi wrapped his arms around the boy’s shoulders and began moving his hips against Sasuke’s legs. Skin slapped against skin as the elder grunted heavily. He reached down and took hold of the boy’s member yet again, pumping it in unison to his own thrusting. Pain and ecstacy raced within the youth, and Sasuke saw stars.

“Ooooh...mmm...faster...,” the boy struggled to find words, his own pleasure affecting his manner of speaking. His wish was granted, and both men began colliding hastily, Kakashi against Sasuke’s rear while his hand jerked against Sasuke’s now-growing erection.

Kakashi licked at the boy’s ear, growling seductively, “Ah, you feel so good, Sasuke...”

Hot breath and a rapidly pumping gave the boy a wave of pleasure, and both stomachs were soon coated in warm, sticky substance. Kakashi gave another thrust and a loud cry, spilling his seed within the body underneath him. He milked himself dry and laid down on the boy, his breathing raspy. He planted a kiss on Sasuke’s cheek and nestled his head on the younger male’s chest, feeling the beat of his heart pounding in his ear. He lay there listening as Sasuke’s heartbeat until it slowed down.

Sasuke fell asleep, a smile planted on his face.

~~~~~~~~~~

Morning came all too quickly for Sasuke. He jumped wide awake at the sound of a fist on wood. He looked around to discover his bedroom, and the knocking coming from the front door.

“A...a dream?” he thought to himself as he shook his head to clear the clouded fog from his brain. The pounding on the door grew louder and faster, and a voice could be heard.

“Sasuke, you dummy! Get your ass out here! We’re going to be late!”

“Shut up, Naruto! I’ll come out when I’m ready!” Sasuke yelled back as he got up from his bed and made way to the bathroom.

He took a shower and brushed his teeth, despite the fact that his team-mate was momentarily abandoned on the doorstep. He stepped from the house and was greeted with a glare from Naruto.

“It’s about time,” he huffed.

Sasuke rolled his eyes and shut the door behind him, “Nobody’s making you wait. You could have already left, you know.”

“Believe me, I would have left your sorry-ass already, but Kakashi-sensei told me to give this to you,” Naruto spat out as he shoved a forehead protector into Sasuke’s hands, “You’re such a teacher’s pet...if I lost mine, I’d get yelled at. Instead, he goes and gets you a new one.”

“Huh?” Sasuke questioned, touching his forehead. It was bare, much to his bewilderment.

Naruto gave his team-mate a joking punch to the arm, “Well, I’ll see you on the training field. I am so beating you today! Later!” With that, he ran off, leaving Sasuke where he stood.

The boy looked down at the forehead protector. He traced a finger around a bloodstain, remembering the day he received a blow to the head that caused it. This was his. He began to put it in the rightful place, but paused as a piece of paper fell from it and landed on the ground.

Sasuke picked it up and unwrapped it:

In a world full of nightmares, you always have someone to turn to in need of pleasant dreams.

-Kakashi

A grin adorned Sasuke’s face as he began running after Naruto, never noticing the presence of the man on the rooftop. If he had, Sasuke would know for sure that behind the mask of that man would be one of the sweetest smiles he had ever seen.

The End