Roses
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this story and all rights are reserved to their rightful owners.
Warnings: Shonen ai (boy x boy relationship)
Author's Note: This is once again based upon the story plot and not smut also it is quite short.
Beta reader: Atomicpenguin
A light midnight breeze flowed through a slight opening in the window, joining the curtains into a slow dance. The moon shone softly into the room, its light falling across the bed misshapen by strange shadows. The waltzing curtains cast peculiar shapes upon the figures lying in the bed. A rose slowly made a path up a smooth thigh. As a deep chuckle broke the silence, two pairs of eyes met, unblinking, as the rose danced upon a hip in time with the soft swish of the curtains then trailed up to brush a sensitive stomach. A voice hummed in far off fantasy, thinking only of love. The man pulled his lover into his make believe world, leaving all else behind. Nothing else mattered; it was just them and their rose.
"You're so beautiful, Iruka," A silvered hair man whispered into a tanned ear as he placed a kiss upon his lover's soft cheek.
"Kakashi…" was the breathless answer from the long haired man. He flushed a deep red as the rose flitted across his neck, stopping to rest at the hollow of his throat while soft lips kissed a blazing trail across his cheek.
Slowly, the rose traced a trail over Iruka's lips, following the path over his closed eyelids; brushed ever so lightly across his eyelashes. The rose slid back down Iruka's face to unhurriedly trace his lips again then down to his throat where it came to rest once more. Kakashi's lips slowly kissed back up the trail left by the rose, skimming over Iruka's lips and up to his eyelids, kissing each one lightly. Kakashi loomed over Iruka as his lover's eyes fluttered open, looking for the other. When their eyes met again, Iruka gave Kakashi a shy smile. Chuckling quietly, Kakashi returned the smile and leaned down towards Iruka's face. Two pairs of soft lips met; the rose lying forgotten across Iruka's neck. Two pairs of hands clasped each other, pale fingers closing gently over smaller tan ones. Though it only lasted a moment, the kiss was soft and passionate. The silver haired man pulled away to begin kissing down the dark neck below him. A soft sigh caressed the air while a dark hand tightened it's hold on it's pale companion as feather light kisses tickled a pulsing vein.
"I love you, Iruka," Kakashi whispered into the strong expanse of his lover's shoulder.
"I love you….Kakashi," Iruka whispered breathlessly into the night sky. A larger frame shifted over a smaller one; Kakashi's powerful forearms keeping his body hovering over other as their kiss deepened, tongues entwining as their breaths shortening.
Forgotten by the two in their throws of passion, the rose slipped to the side, and stood out blood red against the pale blue silk of the sheets.
THE END