Umn...;;; No title
Disclaimer: Don't own naruto if I did I assure you this wouldn't happen ;
Claimer" I OWN KYOSUKE n.n please be kind
this story was the product of sheer mind bending boredom at 3 am
Sarutobi acknowledged the young jounin as he walked through the door, and couldn't help but think about how much he looked like his brother. Kyosuke was an Uchiha, he had the same tell-tale image black hair, with bangs that framed his face and black eyes that glowed with a secret dark fire. It was the second time the jounin had come before him with an absurd request, last time it was for a resignment, but now... he shook his head. "Kyosuke, I am not going to take you off the Anbu ops, I can't your one of the best...your needed" he had affirmment behind his voice, but then again Kyosuke was stubborn.
"I want off...Sarutobi-sama...please you must take me off the Anbu..." He had fully stepped into the room, the door was closed behind him. His arms stretched out at either side of his body.
"Kyosuke..." he closed his eyes, running a knarled hand across his creased face, this Uchiha was troublesome in many ways more then others. He was relentless when his mind was set and Sarutobi half wondered what the hell the Uchiha would do. Kyo had been his most trusted officer, to the point he was about willing to place his life in the jounin's palm. A young man of seventeen, he was a fresh officer and certainly a prodigy like his brothers. "If your not on the force...it will fall to pieces"
"They can do just fine without me...I have my reasons for wanting off..." He let out a long dragging sigh, aware he was getting no where the Hokage was more stubborn then sometimes he could be. He suddenly got an idea, stepping up lightly to the hokage's table, he placed his palms against the polished wood. Sarutotobi looked up raising a brow, he had been relaxing, hat idly laying next to his side, white hair sticking up in odd places. His eyes widened in suprise, Kyo had made no sound only reached up with one of those pale silk smooth hands to press it palm flat against his cheek. "Kyosuke...what the hell do you think--" He was silenced by that hand moving, fingertips caressing his lips now, he would have recoiled had the touch not felt more welcome then he had hoped it would.
"I'm doing exactly what I want...you maybe the Hokage, but I am an Uchiha..." He leaned his upper body across the polished tabletop, dropping his hand to the man's shirt tugging lightly. Pleased with sarutobi moving into the tugging, so he was brought up to mere inches from the cobra's lips. Sarutobi felt his heart begin to race and closed his eyes, much like a schoolboy recieving his first kiss the moment kyosuke's lips met his own, smooth softly skin fitted to rougher worn.
It was only an instant when footsteps were heard and the Cobra pulled back, leaving the older man sitting half up on his knees trying to catch stolen breath. "Think about what I asked" and he up in an instant fleeing from the window.