Pining

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Thanks to Demosthenes for editing!

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"And that's why Chakra control is one of the most important skills for you to master." Iruka placed the piece of chalk on the edge of the blackboard.

"Any questions?" he asked as he rubbed his fingers together to get the chalk dust off.

The classroom full of academy students was quiet, holding its breath and waiting. Then the bell rang and the fuss began. Iruka sighed. Thirty kids chatting and packing their bags sure makes lots of noise. In no time the last child ran from the classroom, slamming the door on his way out. Silence landed. Bright light flowed through the windows lighting the room and made the dust visible. Iruka gathered his things and put them in his briefcase. He really loved his job.

He took a sponge and wiped the blackboard. He knew he did not have to do it—the cleaning personnel would wash it anyway—but it was habit. He cleaned after himself whether it was at home, hotel, or school. Maybe it was out of respect, maybe because he didn't want anyone to think he was sloppy, or maybe he didn't want to go home just yet.

Iruka cast a last look across his classroom. Everything was where it was supposed to be. He took his briefcase and reluctantly walked out. It's Friday. And next week there's no school, he thought miserably. I could go to the Hokage's office and ask if there's something for me to do. Iruka shook the idea from his head. The third had strictly told him to enjoy his week off and relax. But how could he? Iruka hated holidays. Everyone else had plans and people to be with. Iruka didn't have anyone. He spent his weekends and holiday’s alone at home watching sappy films or making himself busy with his other job.

What am I going to do? The day was warm. The sunlight shone blindingly bright and the air was filled with the smell of freshly cut grass. Iruka stood in the front of an apartment complex. He stared at his apartment's door. I really don't feel like going home. It wasn't that he didn't like his apartment. On the contrary, he thought it was quite cozy, the quietness and loneliness of his home was just too much for him sometimes.

A bunch of children were playing some ball game which remotely resembled soccer. Iruka turned around and started walking. Maybe it's time for me to find someone. I should go out more. He took a short cut through a meadow. I don't like going to bars. Why can't I just meet someone nice without the smoke and booze? Mizuki had asked, repeatedly, for Iruka to join him and his friends for a couple of drinks. He was telling Iruka all the time to get out more, or maybe ask someone out. Last time it had been Suzume, another academy teacher. Iruka had refused—as always. It was so embarrassing to be single when Mizuki tried to hook him up with anyone and everyone.

Iruka sat down on a large rock, he was at the nearby lake. So peaceful. He watched small waves break on the shore. A breeze rustled the leaves of a large birch. Iruka laid down on his back. There was not a single cloud on the blue sky. So blue, like it's not real. He closed his eyes and let the sun caress him with its warmth.

Iruka's eyes flew open and he sat up. Shit. Someone's coming. He wasn't in the village anymore, so the one coming could be an enemy. Iruka stood up. He was alert, his hand ready to grasp a kunai if necessary. A figure appeared from the bushes. Iruka eased. The familiar figure came closer. Iruka sat again on the rock and sighed. The one coming was the Uchiha prodigy. An arrogant brat who was used to getting everything he wanted. Everyone admired him, and why not? He was tantalizingly handsome and always the best at everything.

The Uchiha stopped a few meters from the rock. Iruka could feel his stare on his neck, but he didn't want to turn and look at him. He knew the Uchiha had had a crush on him while he was still in the academy. Sure it had been flattering and it had felt kind of nice to know he had caught the eye of the Uchiha prodigy. He had been a cute boy. The crush didn't last very long, they never did, and soon Iruka had stopped getting admiring glances from the Uchiha. Still, Iruka didn't feel comfortable around him.

"Is there something you want?" Iruka asked, not too politely.

"No. I just came here to look at the lake."

"Is that so?" Iruka replied.

For a while they didn't say anything. Why is he here? I don't believe in coincidents, Iruka pondered. True, the young ANBU had not shown any interest in Iruka for years, and in a way it was a shame, for he had grown to be such a beautiful young man. When the Uchiha continued just standing there, quietly, Iruka began to reconsider. It is a nice day, and the lake sure is beautiful. Maybe I was too harsh on him.

"Why don't you come and sit down. This rock is big enough, you don't have to stand there." Iruka said with an apologetic smile.

The genius sat beside Iruka, almost close enough to touch him. A chill ran through Iruka. The sun was setting, coloring the horizon with bright red and orange. Iruka appreciated the silence, he didn't want to chat anything trifling. It's weird but I sort of enjoy having him as company, just sitting there, not talking. Iruka smirked to himself.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing." Iruka flustered.

The Uchiha turned to face him. He leaned closer, almost touching Iruka.

"No, there is something. I saw you smile." he pressured.

Iruka leaned back, trying to get more space between them.

"No, it's nothing. I was just enjoying the sunset, that's all."

The Uchiha leaned closer and stared at Iruka intently. Black orbs riveted upon his chocolate brown eyes. A shock run through Iruka's body as the soft, ruby lips pressed against his. His hands gave up and he landed on his back with the younger man on top of him. Kissing him. Brushing those soft lips against his, a wet tongue pushing against his teeth, trying to get inside. A demanding hand was searching for his shirttail.

"What are you doing?" A growing panic shaded Iruka's voice.

Itachi didn't answer.

"I am your teacher. You can't do this to me."

"You used to be my teacher. But now... you're not anymore."

"No! Stop it!" Iruka shouted and tried to push the Uchiha away.

"I don't want to." answered the younger man while succeeding to get his hand under Iruka's shirt. "I've waited for this so long... waited to be alone with you."

The hand was warm and surprisingly gentle. It caressed Iruka's side before making its way to his nipple. Lips pressed again onto his mouth and tongue licked his lips asking for access.

"Itachi, stop this!" Iruka demanded and pushed him again.

"Why? I know you enjoy it." Itachi teased.

"I don't want this, so please stop." Iruka tried to sound imperious.

"But I can make you feel so good." Itachi whispered, nibbing Iruka's jawline.


Itachi sucked Iruka's earlobe and bit it gently. The hot breath caressed him and made him sigh softly. Fingers played with his nipple, making it hard and sensitive. Oh Gods, this feels good... W-wait a minute. No this isn't right!

"S-stop..." Iruka tried "What if somebody sees us?"

"Don't worry, there's no one around." Itachi calmed him.

Itachi's other hand lowered Iruka's pants enough to get to his arousal. Iruka breathed heavily from the touch. The hand worked slowly and no matter how much Iruka fought it, his length grew hard. Itachi's lips pressed again on his and this time Iruka let his tongue in. It was slippery and very agile. Iruka had a hard time following Itachi's moves. Where the hell did he learn to kiss like this? He's still just a boy! One hand pumped Iruka's now weeping shaft while the other pinched his nipple, almost too hard. Oh gods. This is so wrong! Iruka blamed himself.

The lust was getting the better of Iruka. It had been too long since he had had any kind of sexual contact and now his senses were overloaded. Well, what the hell. Iruka gave in. He pulled the Uchiha closer and let his lust show on his kiss. The younger man seemed to appreciate it and Iruka practically ripped his pants down. His fingers wound around Itachi's rigid length. He's big! It was hard and thick, the head was slick with precum. Iruka started stroking it with the same pace in which Itachi stroked him.

"Oh, fuck!" Itachi breathed.

Itachi's hips thrust forward with Iruka's strokes. Itachi's hand let go off his nipple, made a detour somewhere before pushing down along the groove of Iruka's rear. The fingers were wet, they were pushing against Iruka's hole. Oh shit. What is he thinking..?

"No. Not there!" Iruka panted.

A finger pressed against Iruka's opening. Iruka tried to keep it out, but as it slid in a moan escaped his lips.

"Ahh, no!" he pleaded.

"Oh, yes." came the whispering answer.

Iruka's hand kept massaging Itachi's shaft as his virgin behind was violated by Itachi's fingers. Itachi was kissing him. Pushing his tongue in Iruka's mouth. Moaning against his lips. Second finger pushed inside Iruka. His hips bucked up and their arousals brushed against each other. The fingers felt strange, not bad, but strange and exciting. Itachi's low growls and moans against his lips and his skillful strokes carried Iruka to the edge.

"Ahh, I'm... I'm..." Iruka moaned.

"Yes, yes... Me too..." Itachi breathed and sucked Iruka's lip.

"I'm...Coming! Oh!"

The warm, thick liquid ran over Iruka's stomach and hand. The fingers quickly retreated from his rear and Itachi landed a kiss on his lips.

Iruka breathed heavily. The high he had been feeling was dissolving fast. Iruka tried to gather the courage to open his eyes and face his former student. I can't believe we did that. I can't believe I allowed this to happen! Iruka was truly mad at himself. How could I take advantage of a schoolboy's crush?

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Itachi smirked.

Iruka didn't answer. He could feel his cheeks burning from the heat and shame. He felt violated. But it had also felt good. Surprisingly good.

"Although, I wanted to go all the way, you know." Itachi said.

"Well, maybe next time." he continued.

Iruka's eyes snapped open. He stared into the coal black orbs which bore an amused glint.

"What do you mean by next time? There will be no next time!" Iruka bawled out.

"Really? I believe there will." Itachi smirked and kissed the flustered teacher.