The Taste of Victory

The Taste of Victory
Chapter 1 - Swimming with Dolphins

N.B Just some quick notes for those not so familiar with Naruto and it’s terms, and the characters:

Jounin: Elite Ninja. Kakashi is a Jounin
Chunin: Less elite ninja, known as ‘Journeymen Ninja’. Iruka is a Chunin.
Konoha: Village Hidden in the Leaves, where Kakashi and Iruka preside
Dolphin: What the name ‘Iruka’ means in English
Scarecrow: What the name ‘Kakashi’ means in English


Iruka lay there, it was dark and his whole body shivered, he could feel the goose bumps rise all over his body; the hairs on the back of his neck stood to attention as the Shinobi entered; Kakashi took off his body warmer and shoes until he was merely wearing his navy blue ninja gear. Iruka turned to look at him, he knew that it was a bad idea letting the older Jounin stay at his house, thoughts of a very non-professional nature would always whirl around in his head whenever Kakashi was around. Luckily the Jounin had no idea of the younger Chounin’s thoughts. Iruka continued to lay on the soft leather sofa, Kakashi had not seen him and Iruka liked it that way; Kakashi had obviously been out drinking because every now and then Iruka could hear him stumble into a desk or chair that normally he would avoid very easily even in the dark.

Two weeks had passed since the two ninja had begun living together, Kakashi was having development on his own home and had asked Iruka whether his spare room could accommodate him until the work was finished. Kakashi had planned this well; his theory was that if he was living with the Chounin it would be much easier to seduce the younger man.

Iruka heard the door to Kakashi’s room close, after hearing that sound he knew that it would be safe to rise from the sofa and make his way to his own bedroom, while lying on the sofa he had contemplated spending the night on the sofa but seeing as he was wearing only his boxer shorts he was very cold and very much ready for a warm duvet. Iruka made his way to his room, realigning any furniture that the drunken Jounin had disrupted in his drunken state.

Iruka opened up his own bedroom door and silently slipped inside, he latched up his door and turned to face the bed, all was dark and Iruka could not be bothered to turn the lights on, he merely flung himself onto his covers and began rolling in them. Whilst performing his little rolling ritual he hit something hard that appeared to be laying within his covers; Iruka sprang out of his duvet roll, and did not hesitate to turn the light on as quickly as his hands could reach the switch.

The light burned his eyes, once recovered his eyes focused on the figure of the Jounin within his own covers; anger began to well up inside of the Chounin; he had spelled it out right at the very beginning when Kakashi first moved in. Iruka liked his space, his bedroom was off limits and any rule breaking would be severely punished.

Kakashi was fast asleep still in his navy blue ninja gear, he slept soundly with his ninja mask still firmly attached to his face as well as his leaf headband. Iruka’s anger was dwindling the more he looked at the Jounin; there was something about the way he gently breathed, and shuffled in his sleep that made Iruka think of the word ‘cute’ in his mind, once he had realised what it is that he was thinking he cursed himself for thinking such stupid and sappy things, about the annoying elder currently sleeping in his own bed.

Iruka kept looking at the Jounin and found himself approach the drunken form of his colleague; there was one thing about Kakashi that Iruka had always wondered; what exactly was he hiding under the mask that he constantly wore? Iruka’s left palm brushed through the Jounin’s hair, it would be harder to remove the mask than he first thought, as it required the headband to be taken off first. Iruka weighed up whether this was worth the risk of Kakashi waking, he decided that it was, and proceeded to remove the headband from the forehead of the sleeping ninja. He managed to untie the back of Kakashi’s headband, and placing the headband above Kakashi’s head on the pillow, proceeded down to the mask, he tucked one finger down inside the mask beneath Kakashi’s right eye, then slowly he began peeling the material from his face, this reveaed piece by piece, the face under the mask.

In painstaking slow stages, Iruka began to see the face he had wanted to be revealed to him ever since he had first met the Jounin. Once the entire mask had been shifted, Iruka merely looked at the face underneath, and began wondering whether the removal of this item was wise or not; this was due to the fact that more fantasies of himself with Kakashi were forming in the Chounin’s mind. He considered Kakashi’s face to be very handsome and while he stood there admiring it, Kakashi woke! the Jounin flung his arms up around Iruka’s neck, pulling the Chounin down into a surprise kiss for the younger ninja, Kakashi revelled in the surprise squeal that omitted from his victim as he pulled the man’s body totally on top of his own. Meanwhile Iruka’s thoughts were not getting any cleaner, he began relaxing into this deep kiss he was being given, and started to enjoy the warmth of the other’s mouth surrounding hi. Kakashi began to test the water slightly by inserting his tongue into the mouth of the Chounin, this was welcomed by the other man, and the two figures proceeded with the deep passionate kiss. This was until Iruka’s mind began signalling at him to pull off, he wasn’t sure exactly what it was that encouraged him to do this, however he found himself using all the force he could muster to pull himself off of the older ninja on the bed, using both hands pressed into the pillow above Kakashi‘s head, he found his feet and ran through the door. Kakashi was surprised that Iruka was able to push himself off from such a vice grip he was giving Iruka, and just lay there revelling in the taste of the younger man. ‘So close’ he thought to himself; ‘next time Dolphin, next time you will not be as lucky!’