I do-on't o-own Naruto-o. If I did, Yamato would be saved from the wall/tree/thing.
This was NOT his idea.
Not.
At.
All.
He could hear the other men talk on the other side of the door, giggling and screaming. They were teasing him of course, putting so much chakra in the wood so he couldn't control it. The ninja slowly gave up the thought of talking to his friends and colleagues, they were probably too drunk to listen to him. He was stuck in a wardrobe. Sweating, sighing and he had a drunk senpai on his left side.
"Well" the copy ninja giggled as he leaned back in the corner "looks like we're stuck here for a while."
They had to stay close. Arm against arm, just a slight touch that made the atmosphere a little tense between them. Yamato knew why, of course there was a reason behind the wardrobe attack. For years he had been interested in his senpai, but it was first now when he realized how much that he started to care about it. The others had figured it out too, but luckily not Kakashi-himself. Yet. It probably wouldn't take long until he realized why him alone were chosen to get locked up inside a small wardrobe together with his former ANBU comrade.
"Don't you want to get out of here?" Yamato muttered as he tried to slip through the door for a tenth time. Still nothing, but the wood nin' didn't care. He was planning on escaping before his senpai understood why they were there.
"Well… It's noisy outside. Too many people."
Yamato couldn't resist to smile. It was so typical him…
"Besides" Kakashi continued, "they won't let us out if we don't give them what they wants"
He turned around and looked at the silver haired man in the dim light. "Really?"
His senpai nodded.
"And… You know what they want?"
A fast smile and a second later the copy nin' were close, a little too close, with his mouth a few inches away from Yamato's ear, letting out a warm breath that made the brunette's body shiver hard.
"I certainly do."
He had never been this close to Kakashi in his whole life. Their bodies were literally glued to each other as they stood there between the small walls.
Yamato couldn't hear anything except for his own breaths that echoed inside his head together with thousands of thoughts and questions.
His heart pounded faster and faster in his chest.
"S-sen-"
Warm lips stopped him from continuing. Soft, sweet, pale lips that tasted with eager and curiosity bit and nibbled on his own half open ones.
The wood nin' was in chock.
"Sorry, that's what I want, not what THEY want…"
"I'm not" he answered with a reflex, thanking himself for drinking the earlier drinks that gave him enough courage to answer to that one. "I'm not sorry at all."
The look in Kakashi's eyes changed. They both leaned forward to meet in another kiss, more desperate, and their foreheads crashed together with a clumsy thud. Luckily none of them cared since they were both to concentrated on kissing and discovering each others lips.
They didn't feel how the chakra slowly left the thin wood wardrobe and every how person that earlier stood glued outside the door left them there. They were far too busy.
This is a few days too late birthday present to myself, but hey, who cares? Anyways, don't be too judgmental, I'm writing this on an iPad in a sweaty bed at a cheap hostel in Spain. Haha the thing with the wardrobe was actually something that me and LuneDeNoir666 came up with! (So consider this as a gift for you, my friend~) Have a wonderful night/day/evening everyone!