Broken Road

Holy hell. This is the longest fic I've ever written. Feion impregnated me with her plottycock. The baby is only half developed, but I decided to post what I've got so far. :D

I hope you enjoy this. And remember, feedback is gonna make me write the rest of this faster.

I don't own Naruto....apparently Sai does though.

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Naruto huddled behind the small door, hand clutching his heart and trying not to listen to the sounds coming through the thin wood.

Sasuke and Sakura!?!?!

No way in hell did he ever see that coming. Sasuke hated girls, the only way he would ever have sex with one would be by order of the council to further the Uchiha line. Apparently Naruto didn't know his best friend all that well anymore.

Then again, had he ever really known Sasuke? The man had shown up a few months back, the council had put him on probation. A mere slap on the wrist for abandoning the village, and joining the Akatsuki for the sake of Pete.

“Ahhh. Ahhhh. Sasuke.” Drifted through the door, reminding Naruto that he shouldn't be here. Things were already tense with him and his former team. God knew what he'd done to Sakura to have her blowing fire at him every few moments. He breathed in her general direction and she was biting his head off.

Standing, the blonde stared back at the room, Prussian blue eyes hardening to cold steel. He resisted the urge to make a face, instead leaving the way he had come, through Sasuke's living room window. The window pane squealed softly when he pulled it back shut. Naruto winced, stopping once, then damming everything to hell and pulling it the rest of the way.

“Wha...what was that?”

“What was what?”

“I think someone was outside the room.”

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Who could he talk to about this? He didn't know anyone else really. He didn't hang out with anyone else, save for team seven...even if they weren't really team seven anymore. Lee was too weird, Kiba would probably start making crewed jokes, Shino didn't talk, Shikamaru was too lazy, Gaara was too far away, Chouji...well he couldn't really ever remember talking to Chouji. Ino would have this spread around town before he finished speaking, Sai had no grasp of anything.

Iruka...no. Iruka was out of town on some sort of Teacher thing. Naruto screwed up his face in thought, so caught up in his own thinking that he didn't notice the pale brunette coming up behind him.

“Hello Dickless. What are you doing?” Naruto yelped, turning to face Sai. His creepy half smile turned on full blast.

“Uh...what? Nothing, I'm walking. EHHHHHHH?? WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?!?!”

“Always so slow to respond. Is your small penis connected to your brain.” Sai cocked his head. “That would explain a few things.”

“Shut up Sai.” Naruto turned, pouting. His lack of response making Sai wonder exactly what was wrong with the explosive blonde.

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“So...what were you doing last night?” Sakura's voice brought Naruto out of his funk. He could feel his heartbeat increase. The pinkette was talking to Ino who was surprisingly close to Naruto.

“Shikamaru.” Ino purred, sliding a finger down the lazy brunette's arm.

“Oh...uh.” Sakura's face matched her head, she backed away staring at the ground.

“Troublesome.”

Naruto stood, garnering a bit of attention. Though when you wear hunter orange you tend to collect a few looks, no matter who you are. They were asking questions, that meant they knew he had been out side Sasuke's room the night before.

Wait, that wasn't entirely true. They were asking everyone, that meant they had no idea who it was. Naruto let out a faint sigh of relief, it turned into a loud swallow as Sakura narrowed her eyes, coming towards him with an air of intent.


Shit...SHIT. How was he supposed to talk to Sakura when he'd heard her coming. He could feel a blush starting to rise and knew he was about to start stuttering out about how it wasn't his fault. How he hadn't meant to hear anything.

“Dickless.” Naruto had never been so relieved to hear that falsely happy tone. “I've been looking around for you all morning. When you ran off like that last night...” The brunette paused, taking in the scene. This reminded him of one of the situations he'd read about. One friend was in trouble with the other, he should intervene in order to make this less stressful on both parties.

“What do you mean last night?” Sakura snapped, Sai stepped forward and to the side, effectively shielding Naruto from the pinkette's angry green glare. “What do you mean...last night?” The last words were hissed out, though one had to work very very hard to intimidate a man who had no feelings left.

“What do you mean last night? What does last night mean to you?” Now Sai was intrigued. This was less about helping out his blonde team mate and more about making Sakura squirm.

“I....well I was just....Uh.” Sakura was stuttering, fast turning red again. She took a breath, attempting to calm herself. Sai's mouth twitched as something ran through his body. He'd half to ask someone about that feeling later to accurately describe it. The woman could slash a mans throat without blinking, but talking to a team mate made her all...weird. How very strange.

“Were you in our-”

“Sakura.” Sasuke snapped and she visibly flinched. What was this, Sai wondered.

“Was I in your where?” The creepy half smile was full mast, blazing in all it's glory. Children were crying and trying to climb up buildings.

“Nothing, never mind. Let me talk to Naruto.” Sakura snapped, back to her angry PMS-ing bitchy self.

“He left.”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE LEFT?!?!” Sai seemed to be the only man that was completely unafraid of Sakura when she threw a rage.

“Do you need me to explain this concept to you? Has your brain suffered bleeding during one of your many violent rages?” The pale brunette was completely calm, his smile wider then before. Sakura saw it for what it was. Sai was getting angry, or what passed for anger in someone with no emotions.

Sai angry was a scary thing. He didn't get loud like she did. He got quiet like Naruto did. Quiet Naruto was far more terrifying then quiet Sai, though Sai took second place.

“No....sorry for bothering you Sai.”

“I don't know what this bothering is. You offend me quite regularly. Is this the same thing?”

“Fuck you Sai.”

“Not in a million years, pink pig.” Sakura stormed off, kicking small animals in her rage. Sai turned to regard Sasuke who stood watching him.

“Can I help you with something Uchiha-chan? Or did leaving the village make you slow?” Sai could hear the Uchiha's molar's grinding. This was the most fun he'd had all week.

“When did you run into Naruto last night?”

“Run into Naruto? This implies that I was moving faster then a walk. I did not 'run into him' as you put it. I saw him walking and stopped to talk to him.”

“When did you talk to him?” Sai nearly smiled at the grinding molars.

“Why would I tell you that information Uchiha-chan? If I feel the need to catch Naruto off guard and have my way with him, that is none of your business.” The creepy half smile grew, as did the feeling inside. Sai decided this must be what amusement felt like.

“Wh-what?”

“Apparently leaving the village did make you slow Uchiha-chan. I recommend a speech therapist” Sai turned, ignoring the glaring boy with the chicken hair.

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Naruto kicked a pebble out of his path. He was eternally grateful to Sai for getting him out of what would have been an awkward situation at best. Not that he'd ever tell the creepy brunette that.

He wasn't exactly sure where he was going, what he was going to do about this. How does one go about hearing your friends having sex and then going right back to pretending nothing ever happened. The blonde sighed, plunking himself down on the Fourths head. It was his spot for serious thinking.

Why was he feeling so misplaced by this? Why was he feeling so upset, so lost. Was he jealous? No that wasn't it. Was he upset with them? A little. Was he scared that they would move on a leave him alone...yeah. That was it.

They'd get so wrapped up in each other that they'd forget about him. He knew it was selfish, wanting both of them for himself. They'd get married, have kids, and he'd still be the demon kid, shunned by the village.

He still loved Sakura, but it wasn't the love he had always thought it would be. It wasn't anything like a lover, nor that of a sibling, not even a favorite cousin. It was a desperate love, the kind you threw on someone to keep them around you. The kind of love you convinced yourself was real for so long, it became a sort of bond. Were they only his precious people because they had been placed on his team?

That was the question he stayed away from, that was the question that scared him the most. Would it be different if he'd been on a different team, if he'd never known who Sasuke was beyond the Uchiha name, and that cold mask of indifference. Brining his knees to his chest Naruto watched the dark clouds rolling in. A storm was coming, and though he had been at the last of his class, he knew all about metaphors.

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Naruto hadn't moved since it had started raining. The parasite that lived in his body kept him from getting sick. It was a blessing, one of the few he'd inherited from the stupid demon. His jumpsuit was plastered to his body, his hair dripping into his eyes, and still he didn't move.

Where would he go. There was no one he could talk to about this. It was better to just stay here and watch over the village hidden in the leaves. The blonde doubted any one had even noticed he was missing. As wrapped up as he was in the lives of the villagers, they forgot about him far too quickly. It hurt to think about that.

His own team mates treated him more like a burden then a friend. And he allowed them to, for fear of being alone.

The rain was suddenly not falling on him and he looked up, into Kakashi's visible grey eye. Suddenly realizing that someone was seeing him with out his happy mask on, Naruto leapt to his feet. Plastering the smile on his face, forcing it upwards into that foxy grin. He hated shoving false emotions into his eyes, it was hard enough smiling when all you wanted to do was break down.

“Ehh?? Kakashi-sensai!!” The silver haired teacher curved his eye in a motion that meant a smile. He cocked his head.

“Normal people get out of the rain.”

Naruto stared at the man. What was he doing out here, no one came out in the rain. Not for him. He could remember the people from the orphanage pushing him out into the rain, saying it would wash his sins away. One of the many reasons he hated the rain.

“So go. Get out of it.” Now he couldn't even mope properly?

“You'll catch a cold if you stay in wet clothes.” Now Naruto let out an angry snort.

“I don't get sick.” He stared at his teacher, as if daring him to say anything else.

“Mah, mah. Just because you have Kyuubi doesn't mean you're immune to everything.” Kakashi rubbed his chin with one hand, the other holding the bright blue umbrella covered in raincoat wearing dogs. Naruto stared, no one ever talked openly about Kyuubi. He knew it was the stupid law, but he felt sometimes that people were ignoring it just to see it the problem would go away.

The visible grey eye narrowed. “Tea.”

“What?”

“Tea. It's good for heavy thoughts.” Naruto snorted at the curving eye that signified Kakashi's smile.

“Fine.” He took a tentative step towards Kakashi, expecting the man to lead him back towards his apartment. He nearly squealed when he was caught around the waist and held tight to a rock hard chest. Kakashi made a few signs and they poofed out of existence, appearing in the living room of Kakashi's apartment.

Naruto blinked at the spartan apartment. A black couch, coffee table with a few pervy magazines. That was it. The blonde realized suddenly that Kakashi was still holding onto him. His eyebrows drew together, and he pushed on Kakashi's chest. Needing to get away from the physical contact that had been forced onto him.

He wasn't good with touching even when expecting it. At least Gaara had that sand, he had to use a padded jumpsuit and hyper nature to avoid it.

“Get off me.” Kakashi blew gently in his ear, eliciting another round of panic. The silver haired sensei chuckled.

“If I was on you Naruto-kun, you'd know.”

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Tea was a quite affair once Kakashi had convinced Naruto it was all a bad joke. The blonde drank slowly, staring at the wall. If he finished his tea quickly he'd have to go back in the rain. Sighing he drained his tea cup, set it on the table and stood up.

Unsure of what to say Naruto decided to plaster a smile on his face, bow and walk out the front door. He got as far as bowing before one of Kakashi's Nin dogs tackled him. It was the golden one with the glasses. The large brown pit bull wandered over, plunking it's self on his legs and pinning him to Kakashi's carpet. The paralyzing fear that someone was about to hurt him never came with the touch of animals. They weren't like people, they didn't feel the need to blame something else for their problems.

Humans on the other hand. If it was a bad crop, blame Kyuubi. If your marriage was failing, blame Kyuubi. If you got a bad paycheck, blame Kyuubi. The list went on and on.

“So.” Kakashi's tone was simple. “We're gonna play a game that my sensei played with me.” Prussian blue eyes narrowed. “The rules are simple. I ask you questions and you answer them to the best of your ability.”

“Sai put you up to this didn't he?” Naruto nearly pouted, jerking away when Kakashi loomed over him conversationally.

“I haven't spoken to Sai since the last mission.” The silver haired man cocked his head to the side, single grey eye focused on the squirming blonde trapped underneath his dogs. The small flinch when he knelt at the feet of said blonde, would have been nearly invisible to one who wasn't looking for it. Kakashi was trained in these things, noticing the smallest detail could save your life on a mission.

“So Naruto-kun. What's got you down?” Kakashi's eye curved into a smile.

“What the hell are you talking about old man?” Kakashi's eye twitched at that.

“Brat.” He grabbed Naruto's shoe, unzipping it and tossing it behind his shoulder.

“Wh-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?!?!?!?!” The golden retriever flopped on his chest, pinning him fully. Panic began to take over, what if the dogs were under Kakashi's control...like mind control or something.

“Hmmm.” A gloved hand rose to caress a masked chin. “I forgot to mention the rules. For every question you don't answer you loose an article of clothing.”

“Let me go. I don't want to do this.” His voice was small and scared, he hated sounding how he felt inside.

“Mah, Naruto-kun. I'm not about to hurt you, think of this as a mission. You have to answer my questions to pass.” Kakashi smiled. “Now again, what's got you down?”

“Nothing. I'm not down, I'm just having an off day. Everyone has one of those.”

“Didn't you ever learn from being around Sasuke.” Another near invisible flinch. Ahhh, it was something to do with Sasuke. “You can't lie to those with sharingan”

“Y-you don't even have your freaky eye out.” All that stuttering over losing both his shoes, something must have happened to the boy at a young age. Frowning slightly Kakashi let the other shoe fly, it landed perfectly beside it's mate.

“Who says I need to. Again from the top. What's got you down?”

“I told you. I'm having a bad day....GET AWAY FROM MY FEET!!”

“Then answer the question.” Was the mild response. Kakashi grabbed his pupils ankle, sliding off the sock in a manner that some would have called sensual.

“I DID!!”

“Answer the question truthfully.” Kakashi slid down. Crossing his legs and getting ready to stay here for awhile. This wasn't just finding out why Naruto had been sitting out in the rain anymore. This was letting him get out his fears in a safe environment where he didn't have to be afraid of anyone criticizing him about being a man. Kakashi could still remember when his sensei had done the same for him.

“What's got you so down?” He moved his hand to Naruto's other foot, ready to pull off his sock.

“I....I.....” He stopped, needing to think over what he was about to say. “I feel alone.” The blonde murmured, starting when Kakashi moved his hand away.

“See, that wasn't so hard.” His eye curved upwards. “Have you and Sasuke been fighting again?”

“Eh.” That one caught him off guard. “What.....uh......YEAH. He keeps going on about how he would have been so much better on the mission then Sai and it's pissing me off.”

Kakashi sighed. Why couldn't the little brat make this easier on himself? He ignored Naruto's angry cries, pulling off his second sock.

“Have you and Sasuke been fighting?”

“I just told you.”

“Don't lie to me.”

“I'm NOT!!”

“I can tell.”

“You don't even have your freaky eye out.”

“I don't need it. Have you and Sasuke been fighting?”

“No. I just don't wanna talk to him.” Naruto pouted, he would have crossed his arms, the best sulking position, but the stupid dog had him pinned.

“Why don't you wanna talk to him?”

“None of your damn business. Hey, HEY. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?!” The retriever moved the slightest, just enough for Kakashi to tug the hem of Naruto's orange jacket up, unzip it and pull the orange monstrosity off. Setting it beside his socks.

“It's the pants next. Why don't you wanna talk to him?”

“Stay the fuck away from my pants.”

“Naruto.” There was a warning note in Kakashi's voice.

“What? NOW YOU CARE!?!?” The silver haired man winced. Okay, so he deserved that.

“I apologize for not training you at that time Naruto.”

“Yeah, apologies make it all better.” Naruto turned his head to the side, his expression dark, mind somewhere else. “I don't care if you take my damn pants. I'm not telling you.”

“Well in that case.” Kakashi's eye curved upwards, nimble fingers unsnapping and zipping before he motioned the large brown bull dog upwards. The dog stepped off of Naruto's feet, and Kakashi knew he should have seen this coming. He had lent forward when Naruto kicked upwards. Feet connecting solidly with his jaw and sending him sprawling backwards. The blonde was on his feet in an instant. Anger and fear written across his face.

“Stay the hell away from me.” He did up his pants, frantically glancing about the room for an escape route. The windows would take far to long to open, so the only way out was the front door....which Kakashi now stood in front of.

“Calm down.” The Jounin sighed, running an hand over his face. He should have known the boy was going to be jumpy. He never did like touching, and always made an excuse for why he didn't need to be healed, why he didn't need a hug on one of Sakura's 'everyone needs a hug' days.

“I AM CALM!!”

“Naruto-kun.” Kakashi stepped forward, pity and anger warring as Naruto leapt backwards, plastering himself into a corner. “I'm not going to hurt you.”

“That's what you all say. I know, I know it all.” He laughed, high and slightly hysterical. “You say that, then when I trust you......” The blonde wiped his mouth, seemingly fighting off nausea. His skin broke out in clammy sweat, Kakashi could see it from where he stood. And suddenly it all made sense.

In a flash he was across the living room, Naruto wrapped up in his embrace. The boy went wild. Kicking, screaming, clawing, scratching, biting. And finally, finally the tears came.

There were no words of comfort, no gentle shushing noises, no promises that everything was going to be okay now. Those never worked, and the boy needed to get this out before the healing process could begin. How long had he been holding this in, how long had he been alone with this on his shoulders. No one to talk to, no one to understand.

The too thin frame shook, sobs that were nearly screams, tears soaking threw Kakashi's shirt. Naruto's hands were fisted in the green Jounin vest his teacher wore. Holding on so tightly his knuckles were creaking.

After a while the sobs turned to hiccups, the hiccups to steady breaths. Naruto had cried himself to sleep, probably the first time since he'd been a child. Carefully standing Kakashi moved to his room, tucking Naruto in. He slid a hand over scarred, tear stained cheeks. Sighing the Jounin lent forward, placing a kiss on the blonde's forehead.

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Naruto woke slowly, mind still fuzzy from the day before. He was exhausted, his body ached, yet he felt lighter somehow, like something had been lifted off his shoulders.

The memories came flooding back, he remembered crying like a child, holding onto Kakashi while the man held and rocked him. Heat burned through his cheeks. How was he supposed to face the guy now that he'd blubbered all over him? As if reading his mind Kakashi poked his head through the door frame, eye curving up in a smile.

“Ah, you're awake. I've got breakfast.” He slipped out as easily as he'd come in, leaving Naruto sitting on his bed. Sheets piled around him. The blonde blinked, then stretched out his arms yawning as his joints popped. What the hell. If Kakashi wasn't about to bring it up, then he'd forget it faster then math homework.

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His day progressed normally. After he'd eaten, he'd escaped while Kakashi was washing dishes, though he figured the Jounin knew the moment he slipped on the clothing misplaced from the night before and left.

He went through the same routine as before, avoiding Sakura and Sasuke, getting stalked by Sai, talking to some of the other Chunin his age.

It was near the end of the day when it all went wrong. He was walking back to his apartment when he felt them. Sakura and Sasuke, they were waiting for him, and from the feel of their chakra, they had been waiting for awhile and weren't in the best of moods.

Naruto did the only thing he could think of at that moment. He booked it to Kakashi's. The man looked as surprised as one could look with little to no facial expressions.

“Naruto-kun?”

“They're at my apartment.”

“Who?”

“Sakura and Sasuke. I went to Sasuke's the other day to ask him about...I don't even remember. Sakura was there. I heard them...uh...”

The blonde was bright red so Kakashi decided to take pity on him.

“Having sex?”

“Yeah, that. I didn't want them to know I was there, cause Sakura would have gone all, crazy psycho on me. The window squeaked when I pulled it shut and I think they heard it, cause they were asking around the next day about what everyone was doing the night before. I think they know it was me. She'll kill me, and he'll just stand there watching with that stupid smirk. He doesn't even train with me anymore, she barely talks to me. What if they leave me behind, what if they get married and have kids? What if...” Naruto broke off, the shock of having another mans lips on your own could do that to you.

Kakashi sighed as he straightened, the boys eyes were unfocused and he was pretty sure it wasn't his prowess at kissing that had done it. Poor kid was in shock. Grabbing a handful of fluffy orange he hauled the blonde in past the door. Sliding it shut again he missed the curious glance of the pale brunette that had been following Naruto all afternoon.

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“Se-sensei?” The Jounin sighed, running a hand through his already skewed locks.

“I'm not your sensei right now. I'm just Kakashi.”

“W-why are we...ummmm.”

“You have a problem with touching. You also have a problem with trust.”

“Huh?” Naruto blinked, that really didn't explain anything. He was standing here in his shirt and boxers, his clothing in a neat little pile at the foot of the bed. He wasn't exactly even sure how Kakashi had talked him into getting half naked. All he remembered was talking to the man, getting kissed, dragged inside and that was it.

“Not all touch is a bad thing.” The Jounin pressed his hand on Naruto's shoulder, dragging it down the boys arm. The blonde shuddered, pulling away. “If you can't get over being touched you'll always get left behind. I know this sounds cruel, but it's the truth. Not everyone had friends like I did, friends who took the time to help me get over the same thing you're afraid of.” The blonde looked so confused.

“Why do you think I wear this mask?”

“You have huge lips, or bucked teeth. Maybe you have a weird nose, or freckles. What if there's fish lips or...” Naruto trailed off as Kakashi hooked a finger in his mask and pulled it down, bearing his face to the first person since Obito.

“Oh.” Those Prussian blue eyes, so like his father's, widened in awe. “That....you don't have fish lips.” Golden fingers rose before Naruto jerked his hand back. He clenched it into a fist, unsure of what to do.

Kakashi smiled and Naruto's teeth clenched to keep his jaw from falling open. The Jounin took his hand, bringing it up to his face and letting the blonde softly trace his jaw line. The blonde kept his shoulders tight, seemingly expecting a blow and wanting to be ready for it.

Kakashi stayed where he was, not wanting the boy to feel uncomfortable at any point. Naruto took a breath, bringing his other hand up and pushing the forehead protector off his teachers face. He traced the scar that ran vertically on Kakashi's left eye. The Jounin sighed, feeling his heart ache. Rin was the last one to have ever touched him this intimately.

His hand reached up, covering Naruto's. They stood there for a moment no longer student and teacher, just two people ignoring the world around them.

The blonde took a deep breath, pulling a hand away from Kakashi's. He stood there, wanting to make the next move and having no idea how.

“I don't know how to do this.” His voice was low, embarrassed. His eyes stayed below Kakashi's neckline, nearly staring at the floor. Kakashi didn't speak. Didn't feel the need to, if he spoke it would break the spell, Naruto would leave, the way he had before. The boy would spend the rest of his life being terrified of the touch of another human being. Always wondering if it was his fault, if he was damaged in some way.

Strong hands, scarred from years of dangerous missions, slid down Naruto's arm. He took the boys hands, brought them up to his mouth, placing kisses on every joint. It was like his whole reason for being. He had to show this boy, had to show this beautiful creature that there was nothing wrong with him. That every angry word, every violent gesture wasn't directed at him, but at an idea, at a fear, at a concept.

His mouth traveled up Naruto's right wrist, the boy trembling in his grasp. Every movement was slow, nearly planned out. A lick there, a nip here, until he reached Naruto's neck. Hands sliding across his jawbone, around his neck to cup his head, tilting back to press a kiss on the edge of his mouth.

Kakashi's hands dropped gripping Naruto's thighs and pulling him upwards, wrapping the boys legs around his waist. Golden arms buried themselves in thick silver hair. Naruto whimpered, his erection rubbing into the Jounin's with every step he took towards his bed.

Sitting on the edge of the mattress Kakashi continued his slow exploration of Naruto's body. His neck was a wonderful point, in that crook where the shoulder formed. His hands slid under Naruto's black tank top, pushing it up over his head, then down his arms until it plopped on the floor. His hands caressing the un-scarred skin.

This is what set Naruto apart from the rest of them. Not just the fact that he didn't have scars, it was the fact that aside from his cheeks, he never would. It was a physical mark from the demon sharing his body, a mark that was actually visible to the rest of the world.

Naruto's too thin fingers slid along Kakashi's bare torso. Neither were sure when Kakashi's shirt had been taken off, but it had gone missing and now his fingers were sliding across ridges of old scars and muscles.

Kakashi's hands slid lower, tracing across his seal. Starting from his bellybutton and looping outwards, until his fingers slid under the hem if Naruto's boxers. His fingers brushing the head of Naruto's weeping erection.

The boy jolted, arching his hips. His bottom lip caught between his teeth, trying desperately to stifle the noises that were trying to crawl out of his throat. Kakashi's fingers were dancing up and down his shaft, wrist pressing against his stomach. The boy brought his hand to his mouth, biting the meat of his thumb to quiet his cries. Kakashi could sympathize with him. A strangers hand felt so much more intense then one's own hand.

His fingers smoothed around the blonde's erection, pumping up and down, squeezing rhythmically until Naruto's head was buried in the crook of his neck. His cries were being drowned out by Kakashi's pale shoulder.

That lean golden body stiffened, overly sharp teeth penetrating pale skin. Kakashi winced slightly, with all the pain that came with being a ninja, he was surprised that he had felt it. The boy was convulsing in his arms, body trembling as he came in Kakashi's skillful fingers. The silver haired man smiled, rubbing a soothing hand down the blonde's back.

He coaxed the boys head away from his shoulder and back up to his own face. He kissed Naruto, taking his time with coaxing his lips open, tasting all of his mouth.

“We're not done yet.”

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He was groggy, and he ached. All over. His cheeks burned at the feeling of the Kakashi's arm banded around his waist. He shifted, then winced at the slight burn. How was he supposed to get away from his sensei? This was bound to be awkward when Kakashi finally woke up, when he remembered what had taken place the night before.

He shifted again, then tensed as Kakashi pressed a soft kiss to his shoulder. Shit, the guy was awake. What should he do? Should he act like nothing had happened, like waking up naked in his sensei's bed was a normal occurrence?

“Go take a shower, I imagine you need it more then I do this morning.”

“Uh.” Naruto tried a nervous smile as Kakashi rolled out of bed, grabbing clean clothes from the dresser and pulling them on. “Yeah, sure.” The blonde went red when Kakashi sent him a wicked smile before pulling up his mask and leaving the room.

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“What does it mean when two people sleep in the same bed overnight?” Sakura jolted at the voice behind her.

“What!?!”

“I'm wondering what it means when two people share the same bed overnight. Is this a form of bonding?”

“Why? Who told you?”

“Who told me what?”

“About the two people sharing the same bed.”

“Hmmm.” Sai seemed to contemplate the answer before he smiled. “No one told me. I witnessed such an occurrence.”

“SO IT WAS YOU?!?!?!” She pointed at him, her face a mixture of anger and condescension.

“What was me?”

“You were watching me and Sasuke the other night. I knew it. You're a huge pervert.” She folded her arms across her chest, expression smug as if she was daring him to contradict her.

“You and Sasuke were bonding the other night? Ahhh, this must have been what...” Sai cut himself off, ignoring Sakura's murderous glare as she realized that she had the wrong person.

“You know who it was. TELL ME!! Sakura lurched forward, grabbing Sai by the jacket front and dragging his face towards hers.

“Tell you what?”

“Tell me who was watching me and Sasuke.”

“Sasuke and I. Ino seems like quite the fan girl to me.”

“Sh-she. I already talked to her. She didn't do it.” Sakura sniffed, staring harder at the pale ninja.

“What would I have to tell you?” Sai cocked his head, creepy smile covering his face.

“W-what?”

“What would I have to tell you for you to stop questioning me?”

“Tell me who was watching me and Sasuke last night.” The pinkette was nearly foaming at the mouth, anger over riding her common sense.

“Why does it matter to you so much?” Sai's dark gaze was calculating. “Why does it matter who it was?”

“Because whoever it was, is a disgusting peeper.” Sakura fumed, kicking a pebble out of the way. Sai cocked his head, creepy smile crossing his features before turning. Sliding into the shadows of Sakura's kitchen like he'd never been there at all.

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P.S. I hope you like the first half of your plotbaby Feion. It took me long enough to write.