Intimate Mission
This is my mission.
I am to capture an S-rank ninja from the Hidden Leaf Village and extract information relating governmental issues between my village's rivals by any means necessary.
My name is Umino Iruka, a chuunin from the Hidden Mist Village.
My target: Hatake Kakashi
Iruka was shocked and surprised.
Surprised because the ninja he was suppose to abduct was a high ranked Anbu leader and is eighteen years old. The same age as Iruka!
You would've thought a genius like that could have seen through a simple henge by a beginning chuunin, huh?
That was what he thought. BUT what a big shock he got when he easily slipped the sleeping drug into the Anbu's tea and he was knocked out in mere seconds after sipping it. Iruka had to take a few minutes poking the prone body and pinched himself to see if that really did happened.
"I can't believe it." Iruka muttered to himself, shaking his head. "And I thought all the ninjas in Konoha were strong."
He finished tying the last bind around Kakashi's wrist to the bed post. The Leaf ninja was still passed out. Seeing no reason to stay a girl anymore, Iruka dispelled the henge. He was back in his lean male form, still wearing the loose kimono he worn as a girl. He was preparing his weapons when Kakashi started to stir.
"Ungh, what…happened?" the silver-haired teen slurred as he slowly woke. He tried to raise his hand to his eye but found he couldn't. "What?"
Clearing his vision, he looked up to see that he had been tied to the bed by his hands in a candle-lit room. He was taking in the situation when Iruka made his presence known.
"So, you're finally awake." Iruka spoke coolly, though he was shaking nervously inside. He stepped forward to the weak light just enough for Kakashi to make out the outline of his face and the glint of the kunai in his hand.
Kakashi squint his left eye at the new person and went through his memory to try to place the familiar face. It clicked.
"Oh! The new servant girl." He responded, his voice bored and void of emotions. His left eye curiously trailed down Iruka's body and saw his flat chest from the loose robes. "Or should I say boy?"
Iruka was thankful of the dim lights hiding the blush on his face. He growled and pointed the tip of his kunai to his throat.
"Better watch your mouth or else I'll cut you a new one." He threatened in a low tone.
Kakashi was relieved that his mask was still in place, covering up his grin. He knew the other would surly go on with his threat if he saw. He did it ended up like this?
After collecting the secret treaty documents from Suna, he and his team set off to Konoha. They had to travel for two days straight and out of the bottom of his young Anbu's heart, he allowed his team to rest, and what a coincidence that they were able to find a peaceful tea house/motel on their way there.
Kakashi allowed his team to enjoy the luxury of drinking sake and flirting with the local girls. He preferred sipping tea by himself. That was until his eye caught a little critter. He found himself strangely interested when a brown-haired girl came in to serve his tea.
It was obvious to him that she had her eyes on him but he couldn't resist how cute she was for trying to be subtle. She stuttered quick apologies to him when she tripped and almost spilled the tea on him and he was amused. He was taken with her timid and clumsy advances.
Too bad he was too distracted that he didn't notice the suspicious-looking tea. Or the drug effect.
Well, can't say the outcome was bad, he thought positively. At least he still had his mask and his hitai-ate on.
"Where is the scroll?" Iruka demanded out of him, pushing the tip against his Adam's apple.
Kakashi didn't even flinch as the sharp object touched his skin. He just stared at chuunin with one eye. The emptiness of it sent a shiver down the young ninja's back but he tightened his grip. "Well?"
Kakashi lowered his eyelid in a bored expression. "Hm? Sorry, you were saying?"
That got on Iruka's nerve and he growled again. He pressed the kunai just deep enough to draw a line of blood. "Where is the scroll?" he hissed, satisfied when he saw Kakashi winced.
The Anbu bit back a pun and raised a brow to the brunette. "Now why would I tell you that?" he asked thoughtfully.
"If you value your life, you will hand over the information now."Iruka recited his lines in a controlled tone.
The older teen tipped his head to the side in an innocent, almost childish manner that had Iruka blinking twice. "But, if you kill me, won't that mean you'll lose that information?"
"…" Iruka started at the question. He had not thought of that. All his studies and sources told him that would usually get the information in less than a second after being captured. But the Hidden Leaf is different. He just didn't know how different.
"And even after I'm dead, you won't be able to find the scroll anyways. That's another lose." Kakashi added, conversationally. "Not to mention that my teammates would get suspicious of my disappearance and will automatically deliver the scroll immediately.
"And another thing, isn't it a bit late to attack us now? We're only about five to six hours away from out village. You could've done better attacking us two days ago."
As if being scolded, Iruka bowed his head as the insults hit him. He blushed in embarrassment at the more reasonable and obvious strategies he could've or should've done.
"Shut up!" Iruka snapped, fed up with the smart remarks. He pushed the kunai harder, causing the other to choke a little. "Now, will you give up and tell me or do I have to go further?" he demanded in a deadly calm tone, his face serious.
Kakashi stared at him again for a second, his expression also calm and empty.
"Never." He answered simply.
That caused Iruka to narrow his eyes but a smug look appeared on his face. "Guess I'll have to get rough."
Confused, Kakashi watched with caution at the other teen as he slowly got off him to stand at the edge of the bed. Though he looks calm and cocky, Iruka was panicking inside.
'Oh God! What am I gonna do?!" he inwardly cried. He searched through his memory for what his sensei had taught him. That didn't help so he moved to the advices he heard from some of his senpais. 'They say that most people will talk in bed. Well, he's on a bed. Next is to…'
Lost in thought, the Konoha Anbu decides to take his time examining his abductor. In the dim candle lit room, he could see that the maid who he found out is a he is still wearing the simple flower kimono. The lapel of his clothes was hanging loose against the thin shoulder, revealing evenly tanned skin.
Kakashi dragged his eye higher to the face. It would've been easier to push up his forehead protector and use his Sharingan to automatically memorize his enemy's face. As he stared at him, he noticed how young the person was. There's not much ninjas he faced that are around his age. And the kimono still looked fetching on him!
While he was lost in his own thoughts, Iruka rehearsed the plan again in his head and let out a nervous breath. He lifted his kunai to Kakashi's face again.
"Last chance, Copy Nin." He warned.
Kakashi inwardly tensed at the weapon but calmly narrowed his eyes. "Same answer."
Iruka twirled the kunai in his hand, gripped it and brought it down on him. The Leaf ninja ground his teeth as he felt the pressure of the tip pierced through his armor and reached through the thin cloth of his uniform. Except…
It didn't cut to his skin.
"What are you doing?" Kakashi demanded.
Iruka didn't respond. He was too concentrated on cutting the clothes without damaging the skin. When the sharp weapon was deep enough, he dragged it straight down his body and stopped just about his groin. When he's done, he tossed the kunai carelessly up so it stuck to the ceiling.
"Good." He said to himself, eyeing the perfect cut. Next he followed his senpai's instructions. "Now…"
Grabbing the edges of the split uniform, he pulled it open like a robe, exposing the Copy Nin's bare pale chest. He paused for a moment to stare at the flawless torso. A warm heat rose to his cheeks.
"Ahem. Not to interrupt but it's getting a little chilly, if you don't mind." Kakashi's cool voice dragged him back to the task in hand.
Annoyed by how calm Kakashi was, Iruka roughly ripped the rest of Kakashi's clothes. Now he's naked with only shreds of cloth on his arms and legs.
"W-whoa! Whoa! What the hell-!!" Kakashi gasped in surprise when he felt a hand grabbed his penis. Lifting his head, he could see the thin tan hand wrapped around him. His eye switched to the Mist ninja above him to see the smirk of satisfaction at his bewildered expression.
'Finally, he is learning his place.' Iruka thought, feeling strangely dominate and powerful. He likes it. Holding back a giggle, he maneuvered his hand up and down. The soft cock slowly hardened and became erect.
Kakashi hissed as his teenaged body reacted under the other's touch. 'Dammit! This is not the time, hormones!' he cursed his body as another delectable shiver went through him. 'Gods!'
As he worked the organ, Iruka couldn't help but be curious. He knew and heard the sex stories told by the guys but never really had the guts to try. Now as he's pumping the teen's penis, he can't help but noticed how…cute it is.
'It's so pale and light compared to my tan skin.' He compared thoughtfully, pulling back the foreskin to reveal the blushing tip. 'Wow! It turned pink.'
Still staring in wonder, his curiosity peeked when droplets of pre-cum starts to form on the tip. Unconsciously, he licked his lips.
"If the hand-job doesn't work, then go a little further and give him heads. Usually it takes one suck for them to crack. And always remember: Don't let them cum."
The words of his comrades echoed in his head. He knows what and how to do it but what he doesn't understand is this strange eagerness he was feeling. He wanted to taste the weeping cock.
'It looks like a hotdog with ice-cream on top.' He thought with a soft chuckle. 'What a weird combination. Still…they do say don't knock it till you tried it.'
Just as Kakashi thought he got his mind over matter with a mantra, Iruka enveloped his mouth over him.
'Remember the mission. Remember the mission. Ice. Cold. Winter. Cold. Freeze. Col-HOLY SHIT!'
"HOLY SHIT!!" he shouted, yelling at the top of his lungs and thrashed his body up. He snapped his head back as pleasure wrapped around his whole body.
Feeling the quick response, Iruka pushed down the hips and bob his head up and down, He was cautious at first, tentative but determined. Kakashi could feel and realized that whoever this assassin was, he has never done anything like this before in his young life. But that isn't stopping him from trying.
His slender fingers cradled the balls at the base of his staff while his tongue tasted the salty flavor of desire. The Copy Nin felt the edge of his teeth skimming lightly over sensitive places he never thought he had.
Kakashi spent a good portion of his life mastering himself and controlling both his mind and emotions. But nothing he did prepared him for this. Sex.
The Anbu groaned and tightened his grip to the binds on his wrists when Iruka circled him with his warm tongue. Hearing the passionate moans encouraged the chuunin. He raised his warm brown eyes at the face of his enemy, the white stone face now flushed with lust.
Sweat was dripping from his forehead as he tossed his head over the pillow, the action causing his hitai-ate to slip down and cover both his eyes. Now his entire face is covered. Iruka grinned around the engorged cock and moved more vigorously. His mouth loving the organ, tongue tasting the addicting milk and feeling the size of the enemy.
Closing his eyes, his lips hold the head of the penis and he gave a hard lollipop suck.
That did it.
"Aaahhh…!!" Kakashi came violently into his mouth.
Surprised, the Mist Ninja widened his eyes as hot cum surges into his throat. Reflexively, he swallowed. After a minute of harsh panting and being lost in a daze, Iruka unconsciously touched his lips. It was still wet with cum.
'Wow.' Iruka thought, still in a daze. His half-lid eyes peer down at his sticky fingers. He inwardly gasped. 'Oh no! I'm not supposed to let him cum! Stupid, stupid Iruka!!'
Kakashi was obvious of the other scolding himself. He was too busy trying to breathe again. His mind was numb with the buzz of the after effect. Every nerve in his body tingled with an electrical shock. And the first thing that came up to mind was 'I've gone blind, but I'm feeling pretty good.'
Back with Iruka, the poor chuunin decided to take a risk getting information out of the enemy again. He cleared his throat but his voice came out husky. "S-So, had enough? R-Ready to…talk,now…Anbu?"
He gave no response. Instead, all he could down was pant and gasp. After a couple of seconds of nothing, Iruka lost his temper again. With the hitai-ate still covering Kakashi's eyes, Iruka grabbed both sides of his mask to reveal a pair of pretty pink lips. They were parted with hot breaths puffing out.
"Well?" Iruka held his ear close to his mouth. He strained his hearing to catch just the nearly silent response.
"N-Ne…ver."
'Your choice.' Iruka thought as his annoyance pushed him to do plan B.
With the little knowledge he remembered, he grab hold of Kakashi's limp member and started to stroke it back to life. With his other hand, he licked his middle finger thoroughly. While the pale organ hardens, Iruka reached behind with his wet finger.
Cautiously, he traced his entrance, forcing himself to relax. Rubbing around the pink ring for a minute, Iruka started to feel something. Something pleasant stirring from the action. He closed his eyes in pleasure as his finger became bolder and bolder.
"Mm…mm…Oh!" he gasped when the tip of his finger entered him. Slowly he pushed deeper. "Ah…ah…mn!"
From where he lay, Kakashi still couldn't see due to the forehead protector, but his ears sure are getting a handful. Along with his libido. Where was his well-known genius brain when he needed it?
'Oh god! What the hell am I gonna do now?' he wonder and at the same time trying to handle the rare feeling of euphoria. Suddenly the good-feeling left. "Hey. W-what's going on?"
Iruka felt another shiver run through his back at the husky voice. It was a strangely attractive, breathlessly low, devilishly sexy voice. At least to him.
When Iruka thought he was prepared, 'Whatever that means', he straddle over Kakashi's body. Reaching down, he adjusted the slick tip of the Anbu's cock between his legs.
'Here we go.' Taking a deep breath, he lowered himself on the hard cock. "Ahh!"
Sheering pain ripped through the young chuunin like a wooden stake spitting splinters inside him. In agony, Iruka gripped the other's shoulders, sinking his nails into the thin cloth and flesh. He bit his lip but couldn't stop the whimper.
"O-Ow." He whined pathetically. Tears sprang to his tightly closed eyes.
On the other end, it was the opposite. Extreme tightness but a delicious grip surrounded him and enveloped him with warmth that he never thought he could feel again. He wanted more. He needed more!
Though he was in pain, Iruka took it and grimaced at the older man. "S-So? W-What's..your…a-answer?" he gritted out through clench teeth. Grabbing the hitai-ate, he pulled it off his eyes. "Well!"
All his earlier intentions just flew out the window as he was confronted with a pair of blue and red eyes. It sent such a chill through him that he turned numb.
A cool silvery blue eye that resembles the purest crystal in the winter morning and a blood red eye the pierces through the soul as sharp as a finely sharpened blade. Both hold the same intensity that can take your breath away.
"I need you. NOW!" Kakashi growled his eyes burn with desire towards the brunette.
"S-Say what?!" Before he could get a full question out, Iruka found himself flat on his back. "?!"
Above him, Kakashi, without his mask or binds, gave the Mist ninja a slow inquiring look. He licked his lips and leered at him.
"Hello there." Kakashi smirked, his voice low and husky.
Confused, Iruka blinked up at him. He tried to move his arm only to see them being held down by Kakashi's hand.
"H-Hey! How did you got off the ropes?" Iruka demanded.
"Hm?" Kakashi lazily glance at his free hands. "Oh, those strings. Broke them a long time ago. About the time when you were sucking me dry."
"W-What?!"
The Mist ninja held his breath when Kakashi leaned his face close to his, their noses rubbing against each other. Sweat glides down his neck as Iruka realized he couldn't move. He stared into the mismatched eyes again.
"What are you doing?" Iruka tried to sound dangerous but came out a whisper.
Kakashi gave him a slow, sly smirk. "Returning the favor."
With that said, he pressed his lips on Iruka's. In surprise, Iruka accidently opened his mouth to gasp. Taking the opportunity, Kakashi slipped his tongue in and taste the youth's mouth.
"Mm! Stop it!" Iruka cried into his mouth, as their tongues play. Having never done this before, Iruka did the only logical thing he could think of at the moment and tried to push the tongue out of his mouth. Sadly, the only weapon at his disposal was his own tongue.
Feeling the small resistance, the Copy Nin took it as a challenge. Skillfully using his tongue as if it were a kunai, he dominated the naïve ninja. He could feel the other backing down and open to him. It gave the young Anbu power.
And a naughty idea.
'Oh no!' Iruka cried in his mind as he started to lose against the battle of tongues. It just gotten worse when his brain failed to comprehend the dangerous situation and instead, going along with the other's intension.
Kakashi hid a smirk when Iruka instantly submitted. With his mind occupied the young genius work on the body. His hands sneaked under the loose robe to the lean chest. He rubbed his palm against the smooth flesh but paused when he felt two little lumps.
Intrigued by the tiny buds, he teased and played with them until they were fully erected to the point of pain. Iruka shrieked into his mouth as he felt a jolt of pleasure spiked his drossy mind.
"Ahh!" he gasped, squeezing his eyes tight.
The chuunin was so absorbed with his upper half that he'd completely forgotten that Kakashi was still in him. And Kakashi hasn't forgotten that for a second.
'Damn! He's squeezing me with every little pant.' Kakashi reflected, marveled by the emotion being displayed on the innocent tanned ninja's face. He was as open as a book and Kakashi can't take his eyes off him.
"Damn, you're gonna make me explode!" Kakashi growled as he pulled his mouth away from the breathless Iruka.
"Wha?"
To answer his innocent question, Kakashi thrust his hips, pushing deeper into Iruka until he was rubbing against his prostate. Now the brunette noticed.
"W-Wait! Ahh!!" he screamed, throwing his head back and arched his body up. "Ah! No…don't move! Ooh!"
He pulled almost all the way out before pushing back in to the hilt. With each thrust, be brushed against the sweet spot that has Iruka crying like a cat in heat.
"Yes. Yes!" Kakashi kept repeating, his hips speeding up. "Yes! Yes!"
"Haa! Ah! Ha!" Iruka moaned, matching the other's pace and beg for more. "Please. So good! Ooh!"
"Yes! Yes!"
They grabbed and clawed at each other to find their releases. When they finally coame to the end of the white tunnel, they were left with a sense of inner balance and unity.
"Aaahhh!!" Iruka cried out one last time as he reached white-blindness and then fade to black. "Ooh."
A long while later, Kakashi slowly regained consciousness and felt drained yet satisfied at the same time. Blinking his eyes, the young Anbu winced as a headache hits him. This always happens when he over used his Sharingan.
'That explains why I'm feeling so weak.' He thought quickly closing his right eye and groped the wall for a light switch. When he found it, a small yellow bulb brightened up the room just enough for him to for him to see his surroundings. "Hello, what's this?"
He gazed down at the tan body under him, the unknown ninja who had his way with him. Or more like, Kakashi turned the tables on him and took advantage of the younger ninja himself. Under the dim light, Kakashi studies the other's face.
For every ninja, they are trained to be light sleepers so when an enemy is about to approach, they would sense it. But gazing at the peaceful face in front of him, he wouldn't believe that the teen could be a ninja.
Experimentally, he raised his hand to poke a finger on the tan cheek. Dark brows wrinkled together and the attractive mouth pursed to a pout. How cute. Kakashi grinned in the dark as he resisted the childish urge to poke on.
Iruka made a move to snuggle closer to the warmth AKA Kakashi, causing the Konoha ninja to remember one important fact.
He was still inside him.
Testing his hips a little, Kakashi slowly pulled out of the tight space; although he really wanted to stay as they were. He was almost out when Iruka started to stir in his sleep, whimpering from pain or absence, Kakashi wasn't sure. He hoped for the latter when Iruka subconsciously lifted his hips to prevent him from leaving.
He ran a hand over the bare tan leg, settling the sleeping ninja at ease. When he's fully out, the pale blue eye curiously watch as white substance leaked out of the other's entrance. He didn't have a enough time to examine it more closely as his internal clock told him that it's near due time for them to leave.
Getting off the bed without waking Iruka, Kakashi first grabbed his fallen forehead protector and covered his Sharingan eye. When that's on, he moved to hide his face with the mask. Next are clothes. Making his way to the closet, he was lucky to find two spare yukatas. Along with a bag stuffed with ninja gear and weapons.
'So he's from the Hidden Mist Village.' Kakashi confined, holding up the hitai-ate with the four squiggly lines that indicates mist.
Stripping off his shredded Anbu uniform, he quickly put on the yukata and swung on the enemy's backpack. When he's ready, he moved towards the body on the bed. Pulling off the soiled kimono, he used it to wipe off the mess off the other as best as he can. When he was done, he dressed Iruka in the other spare yukata.
Lifting the smaller teen in his arms, he was surprised and somewhat relieved that the other still has a feminine appearance despite not changing so his team wouldn't question him. He was very please when the dark-skinned boy snuggled deeper in his hold. As he went out of the room, Kakashi held an air of "I just got laid".
Walking down the stairs, he came to a pitiful sight of his teammates sprawled around the lobby with empty sake bottles around them. Stopping at the closest one, Kakashi firmly nudges his side. He received a groan and a look of a hangover. Kakashi, being the squad leader, felt no sympathy.
"Wake the others up. We leave in ten minutes." He ordered in his usual neutral tone. Without waiting for a reply, he turned on his heel and went to wait outside.
While he waited exactly ten minutes for his team to get their act right, he toyed with Iruka's long hair. They came out groggily and stared at him in confusion. Kakashi just look at them indifferently, a finger still twirled with a lock of Iruka's hair. The team switched their eyes from their stoic leader to the "girl" in his arms to him again.
"Now that you're done, let's go." the Copy Nin ordered out, getting up. "I want to get home before noon."
"Um, Captian?" a naïve Anbu member spoke up. "Who's the girl?"
Kakashi let out an impatient huff and glared at him. "If you must know, this is my fiancée. Now that you know, we're leaving. Now!" with that said, he dashed forward down road towards Konoha, leaving behind his dumbfounded squad.
TBC