Christmas in Konoha: Kakashi x Naruto
AN: For this fic, let's just pretend that Jiraiya doesn't die *cries in corner* and Naruto is around...meh... let's get wild and crazy and say 16. Rated M for smex to come. Not the next chapter, but definitely the one after. ^_^
Warning: There will be straight-up, hard-core, dirty, smexy, full of butt sex, man on man action in later chapters. If you don't like it, why did you click the link?
Disclaimer: Wait, disclaimer? I do in fact own Naruto and the characters. Mwahahaha!! No wait!! *is tackled to ground by FBI agents and lawyers*
Summary: [(Naruto + Kakashi + Christmas) x Mistletoe] - (Naruto/ 5 years) + (Naruto + Kakashi + Christmas) = Naruto x Kakashi = man loving ... Sorry people. I just got out of calculus and was feeling inspired. Just read it, or you can derive it and find the area under the curve. *devious smile*
Chapter 1
Kakashi surveyed the room and sighed to himself. The air was warm and smelled like pumpkin pie and sweet spices. Everyone was laughing and a comfortable buzz of conversation filled the room. It was almost Christmas. The rookie twelve, their parents and former senseis, the sand siblings, the Hokage, Jiraiya, and a few other random nins filled the room, all with smiles plastered on their faces, indulging in the Holiday mood. All except for one silver haired jounin.
Kakashi sighed a bit louder this time as he thought to himself. He didn't really know why he was so unhappy. He just was and thus found himself sitting alone in the corner watching everyone else enjoy themselves. Consumed in his musings, he hadn't even noticed a certain blond approaching him until he found himself nose to nose with the ball of energy.
"Hello Sensei! Why so blue?"
"Kami Naruto! What do you think you're doing, sneaking up on people like that?" the man cried, holding his chest defensively, eyes wide with shock.
"What are you talking about old man? I didn't even try sneaking. You must really be going senile." The blond flashed a teasing smile as Kakashi returned a dry frown. "I saw you sitting over here all alone, I thought you might need a little company to cheer you up before this dark little corner of yours advances any farther into the rest of the room." Kakashi allowed himself a grin. He felt his whole body perk up at the close proximity of the smiling youth. The two soon fell into easy and surprisingly intelligent conversation as the night flew by, a whirl of colors and scents and smiling faces.
When the festivities finally began to die down and a large portion of people had left, Naruto suggested the two should leave as well and asked if Kakashi would like to take a stroll. He agreed, having thoroughly enjoyed the teen's company and not quite feeling ready to settle in for the night. Naruto stopped him for a moment, "I have to go say bye to everyone first since I'm leaving tomorrow and they were kind enough to change the date of the party for me. I'll try not to take too long." He wandered off into the thinning crowd.
Kakashi felt himself deflate as he remembered that Naruto was in fact leaving to go on a second training trip with Jiraiya. This revelation caused the mysterious ache that had been settled in his chest for the first portion of the night to creep back in with a fresh and alarming sharpness. Kakashi furrowed his brow as he contemplated why the blonde's imminent departure had affected him so profoundly. Before he could ponder the situation fully, said blond reappeared suddenly in his line of sight, causing the man to jump for the second time that night and sending the boy into a fit of giggles as he prodded, "What were you thinking about sensei, to jump so high when interrupted. It must have been dirty." The boy laughed a even harder as the faintest hint of red spread from under the edges of the mask. Why am I blushing? I wasn't thinking of things like that and even if I had been, I wouldn't have cared.
"Great, two pervert senseis." the boy sighed before smiling wide and dragging his still puzzled teacher after him into the cold darkness of the night. The wind bit into the jounin's cheeks and the sensation of ice filled his lungs. He cast an envious look over at the walking furnace(1) who was wearing only his usually attire and… a Christmas bow in his hair? When did that happen? Kakashi found himself blushing again and, before he could help it, a single word floated slowly across his thought process: Cute.
Kakashi stopped walking, eye twitching, he grabbed his head in both hands and muttered angrily to himself. What the fuck is wrong with me? Naruto? Cute? Did I drink too much sake, wait, I didn't drink anything. Am I sick or something? His thoughts were interrupted by the object of his dilemma, once more uncomfortably close to his face, staring him in the eyes, well, eye.
"Are you okay?" The boy asked with worry ever-so-slightly tweaking voice. Kakashi looked into his wide, questioning eyes. Gazing into by their depth he thought to himself Gosh, I never realized how beautiful the color of his eyes was. The man felt his face being drawn towards the teen's like gravity before he once more came to his senses and doubled up into himself even farther, muttering more curses.
"Sensei? I think you might need to go to the hospital…" his voice trailed off, watching the spectacle of his stoic and emotionless teacher acting as though he was on hard drugs. He had been acting strangely all night and Naruto was quite concerned. Kakashi shook his head hard, relinquishing the improper thoughts. Get a hold on yourself. Just because he's leaving, there's no reason for you to go all soft. He'll be back. Resolved, Kakashi stood upright.
"Sorry Naruto, stomach ache. Tsunade's fruit cake, you know?" he gave a light chuckle to make it sound convincing. Looking slightly relieved, Naruto agreed and the two continued on their way, heading towards the blonde's house. Why was he holding his head and muttering then… the jinchuuriki wondered to himself before giving in and accepting the excuse.
(1) I simply mean that, due to his lovely little fox, he doesn't get cold.
Ok, a little on the short side, but this is my first published fic, so I'm trying to take it slow so I don't sound like the ignorant fool I am. Yay! Yaoi to come! If you like, read, review, have a piece of cake. If I misspelled some words, please tell me. I proof read the poo out of this thing, but I'm sure I missed a few errors and there's nothing I hate more than bad grammar and spelling, but mind you, no flames. Flames will be used as thermal power for a puppy kicking robot. Do you really want to be the cause of innocent puppies being kicked?