The First Time

A/N: This monstrosity is soooooo far off from my other stories, it's ridiculous. It's pretty drabble-ish written in Kakashi's point of view. It starts out decent, but BEWARE, it gets really dark really fast. Oh, and there's slight hinting of Itachi/Sasuke...just sayin'.


The first time…I’d convinced myself it was some kind of tragic accident. That in some sort of clumsy maneuver, you’d fallen on top of me during training. I should have known then…

Uchihas aren’t clumsy.

The second time…we weren’t training. You were obviously still tired when you collided with me. We both fell from the impact. You said there was no way you knocked me over with your own strength, that it was my fault our lips brushed gently in our scurry to right ourselves again.

Uchihas are always right.

The third time…I’d become so used to your mouth against mine that I’d believed it was normal. That you weren’t too young, that I wasn’t wrong in taking these physical actions with you. So when you decided to take my clothes off, I thought it was okay.

I am always wrong.

The fourth time…you showed up at my apartment. You said “all the way”. I didn’t object. I threw you against the wall. You left cuts in my back. I left bites around your curse seal. You were loud.

My neighbors aren’t deaf.

The fifth and sixth time…each happened on the training grounds. Rasengan defeated you both times. For once, I had to restrain you. It’s hard to thrust when fists are flying at your head. You said the best fucks of your life were after sparring. Naruto caught us the first day, Sakura the second.

They said they wouldn’t tell.

The seventh time…didn’t happen for a while. Seeing your brother again did nothing for your sanity. You hunted me down at the memorial. Told me to choke you and hold you against the rock. It didn’t sit well with me. I did it anyway. You were hard before we’d started.

Uchihas aren’t perfect.

A month later…I’d lost count. You were in my apartment every night. I never grew tired of hearing you scream. When you started to cry, I became worried. You said it was normal. I believed you. You told me you loved me. I said you were delirious.

I can’t accept the truth.

After that night…we called it quits. This thing between us was getting out of control. It had to stop. I found you walking in the street. You said once more, atop the Hokage monument. I agreed. You shook the whole time and came all over my favorite shirt. Your voice echoes.

Tsunade found us.

I was put on probation…sent away on missions constantly. You were on lockdown. Guarded by several shinobi at all times. The town hated me. It’s supposed to hate us. But you’re young. I took advantage of you. I can’t stop now.

I think I’m sick.

Across town…I watch you with the sharingan. You do the same. We are twisted. We are wrong for each other. But it’s too little too late. My apartment is empty without you. I count the stains on my sheets and walls. Some are white. Most are red. It is then I admit, I love you back.

A fatal attraction.

We are desperate…we develop a rendezvous. I fight my way through a hundred shinobi. Sidewalk forever stained by blood. You help from within your bedroom. You meet me halfway. You have sinned as much as I. You feel no shame.

You are on me before the last jounin hits the ground.

Too late…I recognize it as Genma. It doesn’t matter. My life revolves around this boy bouncing on my cock. His passage is dry and it’s painful for both of us. We’re too far-gone to care. His lips try to suck the soul from my mouth. I try to do the same.

They’re back with orders to kill.

Violence…as we grow closer to that peak. He slams my head into the floor. My thumb tightens around his windpipe. His eyes glaze over when he comes. He struggles to remove my hand. I am frozen. I come inside his trembling body with a jolt.

I pass out afterwards.

I may have killed him…I don’t know. But in my dreams he’s there. He’s smiling. Like he used to. Just happy to be training. I’m just his sensei. And then he falls. Suddenly I kiss him. The cycle repeats itself. We’re forever ensnared.

And I’ll sing the same song to lyrics that never end.


A/N: This...THING had me going O_O after i wrote it. I dunno if I like it, so much as I'm in shock I came up with it. Still, I'd like to know what ya think =]


P.S. Huge apology to Genma fans! I love him too and have nothing against him. He just sort of...showed up, haha.