Ninja academy Chapter 1, a naruto fanfic

AN: This is yet another result of RP session I had with Panur; it was supposed to be a short drabble about Minato's (Fourth Hokage) and Daichi's (Fourth Kazekage's given name in RP) teenage puppy love, but after she begged me to do a sex change to Minato it turned out in something much longer. Just to be clear – I'm against gender bendering and this was only a curious exception. Needless to say, it was not the RP I had the most fun with, but I hope you will enjoy what's been born from it. Yours, Angevelinka.

They lied in a bed, a habit of their that developed from both of the sides. Daichi had a long evening after him, been writing up assignments for possible traits of shurikens flying in the winter night above the unsteady ground – which probably meant sliding to an enemy that attacked – probably sliding too. He never knew and nobody knew as the teacher usually just threw the sentence and made them think of every possible variation of an attack, situation and whole fight – a very long and tiresome job that only older kids above fifteen had been assigned. Minato had yet to experience the pain of such – that's why the older boy left him play with his hourglass from his home. When he was done, the boy seemed to be asleep so he just got into the bed quietly and turned off the lights.

The night was serene. And oh, how serene it was. Even as the minutes passed – single, in couples, in quadrants – the hawkish eyes still didn't close and gazed at him, shining with whites. Daichi obviously had problems with sleeping lately – or so it seemed as he never talked about it and never admitted it happened. Even after such a long evening. And oh, how serene it was. Even as the minutes passed – single, in couples, in quadrants – the hawkish eyes still didn't close and gazed at him, shining with whites. Daichi obviously had problems with sleeping lately – or so it seemed as he never talked about it and never admitted it happened. Even after such a long evening.

At first it was made very, very carefully and non-suspiciously at all – the saffron haired teen (whose hair seemed to gain more of a rust shade in the night) moved closer to the sleeping boy so they touched with arms. Then, like if the gesture itself burned him, he got up looking down at him for some painstakingly long seconds that the never ending 'shhh'ing of a hourglass from Suna provided. Then he leaned down again, propping his head on an elbow and looking down at him.

'I never…' could be heard faintly in the silence of the room as he moved his mouth, but barely, only barely. 'I never thought that there will be a day I would choose sunlight over the moon.'

And as those words died on his lips, he hunched down to steal a kiss. It wasn't the physical nearness that woke the genin up - even that close, the older teen was hiding his presence and in his sluggish state, Minato hadn't been able to detect it- but the faint dips of weight on the mattress. It wasn't by any means a large bed, even though two teen could fit comfortably on them, so when the blond felt his weight shifting faintly in response, he opened his eyes slowly.

Daichi was very lucky Minato was so used to his scent and appearance that he had ceased to register it as a threat, because standard shinobi greeting for someone too much into your personal bubble was a kunai in the eye, usually before even you were fully awake. As it was Minato blinked up sleepy grayish blue eyes at the redhead, looking just vaguely confused, mostly because he had the feeling he was still dreaming.

The other boy froze, expecting an attack, but as it didn't came, He loosened tensed muscles and blinked. Once, twice, tasting the breath of other in his own mouth. Then he finally closed his own eyes and leaned down, claiming the others lips in a light but needy kiss he never experienced and never tried with anyone. It felt good to get lost into the overwhelming feeling of the fluttering he felt inside, not to be still awake in it, not to be aware of anything else. But then… one was never too sure.

He opened his eyes and backed away a bite, looking at the blond again. It felt almost wrong to get conscious again but then it felt strange to do it at all. It was a part nobody trained ninjas in so nobody could tell him if he was doing right or wrong beside the other person. So he waited for his mark.

Minato had become defiantly aware of his own consciousness and the reality of the situation by the time insistent lips pressed against his, but there still was no reaction from the younger boy, and by the time the older teen pulled away, Minato was staring up at him with fully awake eyes, though he didn't seem to be angry or even surprised, just slightly confused.

The other teen hovered over him for another moment or two, then he frowned lightly, his face falling on parts. The lack of reaction seemed to be a bad sign, a sign he was afraid of getting, though it didn't look as bad as he suspected it would – he still had both of his eyes.

'I…' he said, leaning down again, but stopping just before he could touch the lips again 'I…' Finally, he backed away, sitting up. 'I'm sorry.'

Minato stayed where he was a few more seconds, blinking up at the dark ceiling, then turned himself lightly to the side so he could stare up at the redhead.

'...you didn`t want to kiss me?' What else would the other nin be sorry for? Even though it was a little stupid to kiss someone and be sorry about it afterwards...

The other teen looked back at the blond, not understanding question at first. Then he looked at the window. No, there was still night out there, the time passed, beyond all he felt, quite normally.

'No, I did, I…' he said, no knowing what to say, then he turned slightly to Minato, observing him from the corner of his eye 'Can I kiss you?'

'Yes.' he said, still staring up at him in the same calm way as he had before. What a stupid thing to ask. if he had already kissed him once and he hadn`t said no, then why would he ask this time. Suna nins were so strange...

Daichi turned to him, surprised and amazed at the same time, not knowing what to say. He shouldn't feel so giddy about it and he shouldn't feel so excited about the fact that the blond just allowed him to kiss him. And yet, he couldn't contain the trembling of the hands as he laid down again, trying not to crush the figure underneath him. It felt almost unreal, almost impossible, but it seemed that not all people viewed him as a ninja to be used if they had an idea that he might be… kissable. Kiss had a great value, he always knew that.

He slowly laid the hand on the blond's cheek, finding it soft and unmarred by facial hair yet and moved it to his hair, soft and bright, even in the faint light of the moonlight. A great, great value. Some people never kissed. He slowly moved down and touched the cheek with his lips, feeling how his heart's rate accelerated a bit. It felt almost as good as a victory in a good battle. His parents never kissed. He thought it was useless until granny told him how important it was. Strange thing.

He moved to de side, closing his eyes and reclaiming the lips yet once again. Now, when he was void of fear, he felt like if he was going to burst – his lungs, his heart, his stomach – his everything. And yet, he stayed in one piece as he let go of the lips, breathing and reclaimed them almost instantly. Strange, strange thing. That kiss.

Minato kept staring in that oddly fixated way of his- he had a tendency to stare at everything that he found interesting with almost animal-like fixation, and what was happening right now certainly deserved his attention. He had never seen Daichi act like this before. He had been surprised to learn that the older nin had quite the sensitive streak, as he liked to read books on poetry and other topics not-related to genjutsu or basic applications as much a she liked the ones on actual training. But then he had asked Jiraiya-sensei and learned that Suna was actually well known for exceeding in various types of arts and crafts.

Really strange thing, as all of the few Suna ninja that had been allowed to come to the resort were almost ridiculously strong and prepared for battle, despite their young age. He startled a little when the larger male adjusted himself so he was resting more fully on top of him, but ignored the fain traces of alarm such a position brought him- Daichi really didn't have a reason to kill him, and sleeping on his bed too often seemed kind of too petty a reason- and blushed, letting a soft almost-giggle when the older nin kissed his cheek.

Daichi blinked, barely fluttering his eyes when he felt the lips pressing back against him and closing them again. That felt even better. He didn't expect the kid to respond to it so early and in such way, but that was more than he wanted. He let go of lips, kissing the childish cheek again, then going to the forehead, and leaving there a kiss also, claiming what he felt and got back to steal one more kiss from the lips. Okay, maybe two more. It felt pretty addictive. Especially when it made him feel so warm inside. A totally different kind of warm than the scalding hotness of Suna's sun.

He stilled into the kiss, shyly trying to lick at the front teeth of Minato, but he backed away quickly. It felt weird and as far as he knew, kiss contained touching of lips, so it was probably not the way it should have been done. He opened his eyes and broke the last kiss, hugging himself to the boy and letting himself breath. Who would have thought that something that simple as kiss would make him feel so exhausted. And yet, it was a good kind of exhaustion. He slowly moved away, but kept his hands on Minato, hugging him loosely and one more time kissing him on the forehead.

Maybe it was going too far, far too far, but now he just felt too happy and too moved to even think about it. It felt just right to do that.

'Stay with me, Minato…' he murmured, wondering if the teen would or would not wait with him till the morning. It would be bad if he wouldn't. That's why he tightened his arms around him a little more. But only a little. He felt happy. The waiting was worth the prize.

He felt a little like an animal then, for some reason. This time when the other boy pressed his lips back against him, the pause was only momentarily. After a few moments, Minato leaned up into the kiss. Daichi blinked, barely fluttering his eyes when he felt the lips pressing back against him and closing them again. That felt even better. He didn't expect the kid to respond to it so early and in such way, but that was more than he wanted. He let go of lips, kissing the childish cheek again, then going to the forehead, and leaving there a kiss also, claiming what he felt and got back to steal one more kiss from the lips. Okay, maybe two more. It felt pretty addictive. Especially when it made him feel so warm inside. A totally different kind of warm than the scalding hotness of Suna's sun

Maybe it was going too far, far too far, but now he just felt too happy and too moved to even think about it. It felt just right to do that.

The blond felt a little stuffy as he was pressed down into the mattress by the older nin, his arms pinned to his side by the strong grip the other had on him and heavier weight pinning him down as he made a curious noise in response to his teeth getting licked- it felt funny when the tongue brushed against his lips- but it was oddly a sort of uncomfortability in the pleasant spectrum. He didn't feel threatened, so he didn't feel too bad about getting stuck to like a limpet. The older nin finally let go of him, both their breaths a little picked up, and he shivered again when the redhead pressed against his neck, the hot breath against his skin making small shivers go down his skin. He closed his eyes and made a small noise as the other kissed his forehead again,

'Stay with me, Minato…'

'Okay.' Why would he go anywhere else? He had already decided he would stay here for the night…

Daichi smiled a little into the embrace. Now he had what he really wanted. The rest would get problematic by tomorrow but now – he was okay.

As tomorrow came, he woke up slowly. The morning Sun always was a sign of heat coming up, no matter in what place he was, so he woke up into a daze just when it hit his eyes. But as the time passed the awakening just turned into a full awareness. He slowly turned his head to the side, noticing Minato in his bed and he move closer. Gods, he was such an angelic creature. The color of his hair always reminded him of paintings as 'blond' in Suna was always a little dull or dirtified. Here it was just perfectly clear. He stroked the head, wondering what did he do last night.

If he remembered well, he had just kissed him on the forehead. That was not the best move and if anyone would know, this would make a disaster on his opinion. All people knew that you were not to do that to everyone. But it felt right. It felt also good that the boy didn't run away from him. That meant he really might have felt something for him, even, if by his standard of thinking he was just a little… bended in wrong way. But everyone knew what such behavior meant . He slowly kissed the cheek of the blond, knowing, that if anything, morning breath was not something anyone would want to be woken with and hugged the body closer. You're mine to be with, no matter what will come later… for I decided that way. 'Hey, Minato-kun…'

The blond woke with a start, sitting upright in bed and staring around confusedly. It was rare for him to sleep very deeply, and he usually tended to wake up several times around night, taking a good half hour or so to get back to sleep afterwards. He had slept pretty deeply, and as such, it took him a few seconds to remember where he was and what he had been doing. He remembered Daichi having dragged him under the covers and pulled him to his chest, and he had stayed there obediently for about an hour, until he was sure the older male had fallen asleep. Then he had started moving very, very carefully, one inch at the time, until he was giving his back to the older boy.

It wasn't that he had anything against being held, as he had found it was a surprisingly nice feeling and something he wouldn't mind repeating more often, but he just couldn't sleep in that position. It wasn't comfortable. Once he was on his side he felt better, though his back now was cold because of the air filtering on it and he couldn't quite get the cover to get like he wanted. Not all was lost, though, as his squirming to find a better position caused the redhead to make a sort of displeased noise and curl against his back, throwing an arm around his waist and pulling him back against his chest. Which solved the heat loss issue quite nicely, as there wasn't much of it with a bigger body glued to your back.

He was waiting for the Sunanin to fall deeper asleep so he could move again, but the warmth must have lulled him to sleep because that's the last he remembered, soft breathing against the back of his neck and an arm thrown around his waist, pulling him close.

'Ah… sorry.' He smiled at the older teen, his body finally relaxing 'Good morning, sempai.'

Daichi smiled at him, stroking a bit of his side. It was one of those rare moments he wished would never go away once they happened. It was quite early, so they probably didn't have to get up for another hour or so. So maybe it was still his to elongate. 'Had nice dreams?' Really, the kid was too cute for words. He knew what was good.

The blond thought about it, one hand reaching to toy with his necklace absently.

'I think I dreamt something about caterpillars.' he answered finally. He did think he had dreamt something with squirmy things, at least, but he couldn't remember much of it. He rarely could remember his dreams, even though everyone had them. 'Thank you for having me sleep here again.' he said, as he always did after crashing on the Sunanin`s room. He usually said it also to the other roommates, but one was permanently gone and the other still sleeping, so he just stayed where he was, staring at the older boy as he stroked his side.

'You can come anytime you want.' said the other teen, slowly stopping the stroking and hugging the body from behind tightly. Minato was such an innocent person he just seemed to wait for him to be loved up and he had nothing against it. If it only wasn't for the fact that his teammate was sleeping just right next to them and would wake up sooner or later. He would never talk himself out of anything if he got caught on molesting the little kid. So he just kissed the sunshined hair and let himself lay close, breathing into the other's scent. He could be here like that forever. 'I haven't dreamed about anything nice, but I didn't have to.' He muttered, making the boy lean against him. Minato still seemed to be just a little apprehensive when it came to touch.

'I have it just right here so I'm all right… I adore you, Minato.'

The younger boy turned his head, looking at the older shinobi in slight surprise. Adore? That was sort of a weird word. Especially to apply it to another person and not some religion, and even stranger considering it didn't seem to be something Daichi would say lightly. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say in return.

'Thank you, sempai.' he said in the end, body relaxing slightly as he let the older male pull him closer. 'You are so nice to me.'

'I will be more than nice.' answered Daichi truthfully, cuddling the body only a little bit closer and leaning down to steal more of slow, wet kisses from the blond's mouth. He was content. After a moment, he leaned down and kissed the blond's forehead yet again. Now he felt satisfied. Minato was his now. Nobody's else. It was the time of peaceful sleep for him a last.

Minato jerked a little, surprised by the sudden affections, but almost immediately he relaxed responded as well as he cold, which really wasn't much, considering his inexperience… but that was okay. He'd get better with practice, like everything else. Being clutched like this was a little overwhelming, but not really unpleasant at all. It was nice to be recognized and appreciated by someone like Daichi.

Maybe it was going too far, far too far, but now he just felt too happy and too moved to even think about it. It felt just right to do that. 'Stay with me, Minato…' he murmured, wondering if the teen would or would not wait with him till the morning. It would be bad if he wouldn't. That's why he tightened his arms around him a little more. But only a little. He felt happy. The waiting was worth the prize.