Disclaimer: I wish I owned Naruto.
Author's Note:
I like these note things at the beginning; they need no brain power. So here is chapter two. I started this chapter from the end and worked my way backwards. I hope you like it. Fluffy NaruKaka. Sasuke never left!! Naruto is 17 in this story and Kakashi is..well Kakashi is just hot. Sorry for the annoying lines of periods. They mean there's a change in time and setting, and the length of the lines also correspond with how long the time jump is.Currently:
Listening to "Room of Angels" and surfing Youtube. You should go check mine out. .………………………………...
A familiar silver haired jounin walked haphazardly towards the Hokage's office. His nose was buried in a small orange book blocking all else from sight. He continued up the spiraling flights of stairs and into the hall that led to a large wooden door. He knocked twice and waited to be summoned inside.
"Come in, Kakashi-san."
He went in, barely tearing his eyes away from the very interesting page he was now on. Standing moodily before the Hokage, he waited for a mission to be assigned.
"Last night a large group of drunkards was reported roaming the streets, one of whom has already been arrested for assault on two kuniochi. I'd like you to search the area for any signs of further violence and clean up any damage they may have caused."
"Hai," Kakashi responded as he turned to walk out the door. The faster he finished his mission, the faster he could continue with his book.
Why did the Hokage assign him such menial tasks? She could have sent out a couple genin out and gotten the same results, if not better. Skipping out and going to read his book on a tree limb crossed his mind, but he didn't want to face the Hokage's fury if he was caught.
The few streets which the men had roamed seemed fine, not including the strewn beer bottles and shattered glass which prohibited anyone from taking shortcuts down the alleyways. Picking up pieces here and there, Kakashi continued through the cluttered paths. Ahead of him a pile of bright orange lay on the ground. He turned to leave, presuming it was another pile of rubbish. Though if he didn't complete his mission adequately…
The orange pile stirred slightly catching his attention. As he came closer to it he stumbled slightly and his breath caught in his throat. Before him lay a person very familiar to him, someone that he cherished deeply along with the rest of his team, and this person was hurt badly. Naruto lay on his back. His face was bruised and caked in his own blood and another substance which Kakashi recognized, but wished he didn't. His team member's pants were gone and his lower extremities bared.
He slid his hand below Naruto's neck and pulled the boy up gently from the ground. He held him closely to his chest and watched as the boy's golden crown of hair fluttered back from his face. His brow was creased in his sleep and his hands tightened into fists. Kakashi wished that he could stop the thing that was causing him pain in his sleep. Instead he hugged Naruto tighter to himself as he walked back to his apartment. He'd fix this.
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The light in the small room was dim as his lids parted for the first time since last night. He could see the vague shape of furniture filling space and a door across from him. He was warm and covered to his chin in blanket after blanket. As he sat up to get a better look, pain shot from his backside and up his spine. He fell back onto the pillows behind him with a grunt.
Although the room was unfamiliar, it gave off a warm feeling. It seemed more like "home" in the first few seconds Naruto had been awake then his own apartment had ever felt. He cautiously rose from the bed, placing one foot on the floor at a time and stood. On the bedside table he had not noticed before sat two pictures. The first was what Naruto assumed to be Kakashi's old team. This younger version of Kakashi still wore that same mask and a look of annoyance much like Sasuke's. In the photo beside that one was Team 7, Naruto's closest friends.
As he slowly walked to the closed door he knew not what expect from Kakashi, but still he proceeded.
From the bedroom a small empty hall lead down to two doors; one on the left and one across from that. Light seeped beneath the crack of the door on the left and so Naruto strode towards that one. He went inside, not bothering to knock.
Feet in front of him was the naked backside of his teacher. Steam poured from above the shower curtain and drops of water and sweat clung to Kakashi's skin and silver hair. Mouth agape, Naruto stood silently, not sure what to do with himself. So slowly he backed out, trying to avert his eyes but not quite succeeding. He groped for the doorknob and turned to leave.
"Would you mind handing me the soap?"
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After a rough start, Naruto hoped that whatever was to come next wouldn't involve his sensei's extremely toned ass.
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Living in a small apartment with another person could be considered a blessing or a curse. For Kakashi, he welcomed having a companion, even if it meant less privacy; and for some people, he could do without privacy altogether. Although as always, along with the good came the bad.
Naruto suffered through each night. Many times Kakashi was awoken by the pained sobs or movement of Naruto. During the daytime there were many tasks to be completed and things to keep his mind busy, but the long hours after dusk drudged on one after another. He relived that same moment in his mind over and over until it seemed to be ironed into his brain. He couldn't help but play through the same scene thinking "Is there some way I could have escaped? Why didn't I try harder?"
Hearing Naruto in pain brought pain upon him. When Kakashi was sure Naruto was asleep, he'd hug him close until all grief melted from his whiskered face.
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He was walking along the streets of Konoha aimlessly. The area was void of other life, which was very unusual for such a beautiful day. He watched as the ground slipped past him with every step he took. His trademark orange jacket was slung over his shoulder. Like before, he could feel the presence of a person from behind and just barely hear the echo of their footsteps. Naruto became flustered and walked more quickly to any destination far from hear. The person was approaching at a faster rate and gaining on him. Naruto's limbs felt numb with fear, and no matter how hard his mind told them to move faster, they would not cooperate. Closer and closer the person came until Naruto felt a hand clench onto the back of his black t-shirt and pull him backwards into another's warm body. He was promptly thrown to the ground and straddled by the other man. He lay whimpering, but not moving as hands roughly caressed his skin.
"Naruto. I want you. Naruto…Naruto!"
"Naruto, wake up!" He woke, thrashing in a white sheet moist with sweat and Kakashi's hands grasping his shoulders. Everything had felt so real. Terror still shone in his eyes as Kakashi hugged him close. He held him in his arms until Naruto's breathing returned to normal and he snuggled further into his chest and fell asleep.
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After Naruto had pulled his black t-shirt and a pair of black pants on, he walked down the small hallway and through the door into the living room. Kakashi was sitting with his feet perched beneath him on the couch and reading Icha Icha. He greeted Naruto with a bright grin.
"What's in that book anyway?"
"An epic tale of love and betrayal," Kakashi replied, obviously ignoring the fact that it was just porn, even if it had a plausible storyline.
"I have to leave for a mission today and I'll be gone until late tomorrow evening. The Hokage has ordered that you stay here until you're fit to go on missions again."
"But I'm fine, Kakashi-sensei."
"Hokage's orders." Kakashi answered simply. "Stay here and please don't get into any trouble."
After Kakashi departed, Naruto paced the length of the apartment until restless. Ignoring Kakashi's orders, he left and walked outside for the first time in four days. The sun was just rising above the trees in the forest and birds were chirping happily as they fluttered from building to building. Although early in the morning, villagers were already filling the streets. Naruto walked with his whiskered face down and watched the ground as it slipped past him, just like in the dream he had every night. Somehow he ended up at the ninja academy, where he had spent his childhood when not causing havoc in the city. He went to the wooden swing that hung off an old tree. This was one of his favorite places to sit when he felt alone.
He swung lazily back and forth with his eyes closed.
A hand gently tapped on his shoulder and his muscles stiffened.
"I'm sorry, Naruto. I didn't mean to startle you," Sakura said as she bent forward to hug Naruto. He pulled back slightly at the unwanted physical contact. Before, he would have given anything for Sakura to hug him.
"I haven't seen you in a while Naruto-kun. How are you feeling?"
It donned on him that, of course she would know what had happened, being Tsunade's assistant.
How many other people knew that he had been taken advantage of? That he was weak and defiled? It was horrible enough to face that Kakashi had seen him in that state.
"Fine, Sakura-chan." he said, not looking up. "I should go now…"
She watched him with concern as he left.
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It seemed as he walked down the street, that every face turned to watch him with looks of repulsion. It seemed that they could all tell what had happened to him.
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Naruto arrived back at the apartment, went inside and paced back and forth again. Dazedly, he went to the kitchen and pulled open the drawer where a collection of knives lay in a row. He picked up one that particularly glistened in the dim light from overhead. The tip of it stung as it pierced the thin skin of his forearm. He pulled it up the length of his arm and drove it in deeper. He watched as blood spilled out of the gash. It ran in rivulets down his arm and dripped from his fingertips to the floor. The pain in his arm numbed his mind.
He wished he could bleed until he had no color left. He wished he could just wither up and disappear.
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Author's Note
: He doesn't die, if you were worried about that. I just got tired of writing. Hopefully there will new chapters at a quicker rate. I start school on Sept.4th, and when I'm in school my muses come back. Besides, Naruto and Kakashi is just too yummy to leave alone. Thanks for reading. Reviews make me do a dorky happy dance.