Title: Rebound
Characters: Raido and Iruka, with plenty of Konoha's other fine shinobi making appearances!
Story Warnings: Yaoi, language, sexual innuendo and potty mouths.
Rating: Mature- Older teens and adults.
Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
Author's notes: Gods, okay. So this is my first long thing since Tolerant Intolerance! I apologize to anyone who was waiting for TI to be ended properly, just one of those things, ya know :) I think it stands on its own pretty well though, so now I'm doing something that's not TI and it's not RP and I have no clue how it's going to turn out! But I'm excited to be writing it! Many thanks to a certain someone!
Rebound
Chapter 1: It's going to rain!
Warnings: PG-15 for language and innuendo.
Raido stared out the window at the gathering storm clouds in the late morning sky as he absently ate his breakfast. Soggy bran flakes swam in the milk in his green bowl, the glaze cracked, the edge chipped from the constant tapping of a senbon. Most of the dishes in Genma's kitchen bore similar damage. The tea cup sitting on the counter top was pock-marked the entirety of its exterior surface; tiny white dots littered the pale green. Raido put his bowl down and ran his callused fingers along the scarred cup.
" Seriously, I think you have a problem." Genma's voice filtered through the small flat, the younger shinobi still in the bathroom. Raido could see his distorted reflection in the side of the metal toaster. Genma was standing at the mirror, naked and dripping wet, dragging a brush through his honey colored hair. " I mean, three times a week is bad enough. But three times with me within the span of a week. That borders on insulting. " He turned toward the kitchen, reflection skewing in the dented metal. " I'm insulted, Rai. Honest."
Raido rolled his eyes away from the reflection and out the kitchen doorway, through the short hallway, through the open bathroom doorway and the man standing there. He shifted against the kitchen counter, one foot crossed over the other as he stood, spoon dripping milk into his reclaimed, half empty bowl. " You're shameless, Gen. Insulting you is beyond my abilities. And besides," the big man sighed his smirk away, staring into his bowl, poking the hapless flakes with his spoon-of-death, " It's just a thing. Nothing to get your shorts in a bind." Shaggy, dark brown hair tickled the heavy scarring on his cheek.
" You mean my dick in a bind, don't ya?" Genma emerged from the bathroom, still naked and wet, with his well brushed, damp hair half hidden under a neatly tied bandanna. It was an older one, dark purple with golden leaves trailing across it. His words slurred slightly around the senbon being caressed in the corner of his mouth. " 'Cause it's kinda hard to get off when you're hollering someone else's name while you're pummeling me." The deep gold eyes crinkled at the corners. " Not impossible, mind you, but unless we're role-playing I generally like to hear my own name screamed with agonizing passion. "
" I'm sorry, really, I am." Rai went back to apologizing as he moved a finger across the itch. It seemed as though he'd done nothing but apologize since the first incident that very Tuesday morning past. Which was silly, because that first time it had just slipped out without any prior thought. It just happened. At least, that's what Raido had told himself. And Genma had laughed about it, at the time.
The second occurrence had been last Friday night. There had been a bit of fantasizing, mainly because Raido's thoughts had seemed more filled than usual with non-Genma daydreams. So naturally, toward the end of their hard and fast coitus, it had just slipped out. Again. And Genma had laughed again, making jokes.
But now... Well, despite what Genma had said about insults, he didn't seem too put off of the whole matter, or disappointed in Raido. Not that Rai had expected his friend to be. They'd known each other too long for that emo bullshit. And with Genma's proclivity towards numerous and varied bed partners, the older shinobi was certain he was neither the first nor last to call out something other than his friend's name during orgasm.
Or maybe that was what had been different about this time. Rai had not actually been at the height of passion during this most recent faux pas. No, the big scarred shinobi had already spent his seed inside a still writhing Genma when the other name had spilled out from his sated smile. It had actually thrown Genma off enough to delay his own orgasm by several minutes. Rai couldn't blame the man if he was indeed angry with him.
He shifted again, bowl still held in his hand, pajama pants wrinkling where he leaned against the counter. Warm brown eyes turned back to the window. " It'll pass. It'd better pass," he growled under his breath, stabbing the last bits of disintegrated bran flakes, turning the milk into something reminiscent of raw sewage.
Genma raised a brow. " It's been months- no, it started nearly three years ago if you'd be honest with yourself- and it's just gotten worse these past few weeks since you saw him-"
" Not thinking about it!" Raidou cut his friend off, squeezing his eyes shut and blocking out the mental image that had indeed been haunting him for the better part of spring.
Thunder boomed overhead.
Genma ignored the other man's aggressive " Lalala I can't hear you!" and stared at the dark clouds gathering over the village, hands on hips, deep in thought.
Raido took in several deep breaths and concentrated on the memory of Gai-sensei parading around in Anko-chan's skirt and mesh shirt. That had been a helluva party. Temporarily clear headed, he cracked open his eyes to peek at Genma. The brown orbs were fully exposed once Raido realized his friend was no longer focused on him, but on the view in the open window. Frowning, he went back to torturing his breakfast.
" You really like Iruka-kun, don't you?" Genma spoke softly.
" ... yeah." Rai admitted it just as softly, begrudgingly. He looked up and noticed the mischievous hazel turned his way. An equally sly smile curved Genma's mouth. Raido was instantly suspicious. " What?"
" What if I told you that within the next hour, lil' Iruka-chan will be asking you to stay at his place tonight?" Genma began to stalk toward his friend, naked body much too sexy for Rai's sanity.
Rai's gaze widened, fearful. " Genma," he warned. " What are you going to do?" Lightning flashed outside, thunder responding loud and immediate.
Stopping directly in front of the big tokujo, Genma smiled brightly and took the bowl from his friend's hands. And proceeded to dump it over Raido's head. " It's going to rain!"
tbc...