Hello, this is the next chapter, I want to thank my beta for her fast and good job in betaing my stories, Lenie12777 yes you ^^.
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The word Passion is a strong one, and you can't see it anywhere; usually you see it in some athletes or artists, but when Kakashi saw it in Iruka's eyes, he was overwhelmed. He never, ever dreamt to see eyes filled with passion, passion that was directed to him. I must be mistaken, who is going to feel such feelings for me, I am nobody and nobody sees anything in me worthy of passion.
He regains his footing, placing his hands on Iruka's strong shoulders; he leans on him and for the first time, he starts to inspect the other man. He smells him; it is a mix of citrus with a note of sweet. It was alluring and comforting.
Iruka felt how the gray beauty was inspecting him; that was what he was looking for, him accepting his advances, but he was expecting something more subtle, not that bold, not that he is complaining. But this daring side of the man is kind of cute.
Kakashi moves one step farther from him and with shy eyes he smiles at the handsome dark man. Maybe, just maybe he is interested in me.
"Iruka, can we go now?" he says, his voice soft and almost seductive, but Iruka composes himself; he wants Kakashi to know the place they are going to before anything else.
Iruka caresses his back with his larges hands and nods, takes his hand and they walk the way to the other side of the car, where Iruka opens the passenger door and helps Kakashi with the belt. He lingers sitting on the side of the door with his hands on both sides of the seat where Kakashi is.
"Tonight is going to be unforgettable," he tells Kakashi, who is nervous to be cornered in the other man's territory. Iruka moves out of the car and closes the door.
In the window of Kakashi's house is a man that looks a lot like his son, with dark grey pajamas; all the exchange between the men was observed with keen eyes and a frown. Hatake Sakumo was worried for his only son.
While Iruka was walking 'round the car, Kakashi was looking at the interior of the car. The seats are made of leather, black and comfy, it is fresh and smells like coconut. All in all it's a fancy one; he can get used to driving in one like this for the rest of his life. This car is nothing like his old green Chevy.
They drive from Kakashi's house going to the more luxurious part of the city, but once there they take one detour and start to drive to a more commercial part.
They drive down one of the most beautiful streets of the city, on the sides are tall trees and in this time of the year, they have flowers; some are of yellow color, pink and others are purple. It is a nice sight with the white lights of the street.
Kakashi looks around when they stop, they are in front of a store of chainsaws; it is in the form of small houses made of wood. He knows this store, he has seen it almost all his life; it caches his attention because there is a man made of metal cutting a big log. All around the store are small pine trees and small bushes.
"We are here," says Iruka; he smiles when he sees the incredulous face of Kakashi, who is pointing at one wood bear that is near the entrance.
"Here, are you sure?" he says taking off his belt and looking outside. His door opens and one tall dark bald man is waiting for him to go out, a thing that Kakashi is thinking not to do, now all his thinking about a crazy kidnapper is not that crazy.
"Thank you Rude, you can take the car," Iruka says to the man, and he looks at Kakashi with his hand extended to him. Kakashi hears the door open and opts to get out.
He takes Iruka's hand more for safety than for politeness; the place is closed, he can see the signs and there is no light in there. Iruka leads him to the main entrance, he is looking around when another car stops. That is a yellow one, really nice, but he can't see what or who is coming out, because Iruka places his hand on his hip distracting him.
Iruka is jealous because Kakashi was looking at the newcomer; they walk forward and when they are near the main door for the store, Iruka pushes the wall at the side and a door is open, there are stairs and a soft green light.
"You were not expecting this?" Iruka tells him, smirking.
"No, I was not," Kakashi says, impressed.
Kakashi walks down with Iruka; he is worried but he can hear others talking at his back so he feels safer, they say in the multitude is safety, well it's what the National Geographic says when a bunch of zebras are about to jump into the jaws of crocodiles. They turn right from the stairs and there is a door with a lean redhead in there, his suit is all messed up, but he looks kind of hot with those green eyes. Kakashi's heart is beating like crazy, but he is trying to keep cool and collected. He is nervous like never before; where is he going?
Iruka moves near him when Kakashi stares at the man; Iruka stops what he was going to say about Kakashi looking at the redhead when he sees his surprise and fear, he looks frightened and out of place, so helpless that Iruka kisses him on his temple, making Kakashi blush and look away.
"Yo, boss," says the redhead.
"Night Reno, he is with me," Iruka tells him with a warning look
"I can see boss, don't worry," answers Reno with his hands up. He then opens the dark wood double doors for them.
"Have a nice night, beauty," he tells Kakashi while they pass near him. Kakashi tenses and moves closer to Iruka, who is grateful of Reno's words.
The atmosphere was peaceful, the carpet is dark red with cream patterns like serpents, the tables were lined in black leather and around them were armchairs of black wood with dark red chamois. The floor that was not carpeted was made of mahogany. Around the walls were art made of classic jars and ceramics in geometrical shapes, giving the place a cozy atmosphere, almost like a home. Soft music was in the background, people chatting and cups clinking. Pedestal lamps with warm light were near each table. An impressive old-style candelabra over the bar area, it appears made of crystal, gives a royal aura to the place, like something unique can come out of there. All around it's helping Kakashi to feel more at ease, he is breathing more slow and calm.
One waitress walks with a tray with something white, offers it to the two men that are in the main entrance. Kakashi is looking around with a soft smile and shy eyes, he likes what he is seeing. He feels like he's in a royal place, almost like Cinderella, being nobody but being in a place that everybody wants to be.
Iruka is using the distraction to his favor; he is caressing the soft silver hair of Kakashi with his face and starts to kiss his neck, but at the same time, he is looking around. When he sees the tray, he smiles, because those are his personal favorites: glass Jasmine with tomato, soft, sweet and leaves a lovely taste after and keeps you smelling good all the time.
He takes one, takes one bite and offers some to Kakashi; the gray beauty feels something touching his lips and in that instant he can feel the other man's body too close to him and the soft kisses he is giving his neck. He jerks away but he is near the wall, he never saw it before. Iruka turns around and traps him with his own body.
"Taste it, you are going to love it," says Iruka, smiling seductively. Kakashi gulps, trying to understand if Iruka is talking about the food in his hand or something else. Iruka caresses Kakashi's lips with the soft morsel; the other man is looking at those eyes again and unconsciously he licks his lips too, tasting the sweet taste of the jasmine. He bites his lip, thinking if it's good or not to eat something so delicious from the hand of Iruka.
Remembering the restaurant and how Iruka gave him his food, he opens his mouth looking directly at those powerful eyes that give him courage, comfort and something deeper. Iruka smirks and places the soft sweet in the other's mouth, touching Kakashi's lips with his middle finger while Kakashi is munching the delicatessen with his eyes closed.
The new flavor explodes in his mouth, giving him a warm feeling; he is always going to trust Iruka with food, he knows what is the best of the best. He hums and smiles, opening his eyes. Iruka feels accomplished; Kakashi's eye looks alive, happy and waiting for something new.
He is opening Kakashi's chamber and he is unraveling what this world has for him.
I never knew something like this existed before, he is feeling warm where Iruka is touching his lip. He has his mouth slightly open, but he doesn't know what to do from there, he thinks of licking that finger or sucking at it, but what if that is too forward, what if Iruka is not hinting that, what if Iruka only wants a weird friendship with him, what if he does something wrong that can make the other go?
"Come, let's find a good seat, I am hungry," says Iruka, licking his finger. Kakashi blush a little and nods.
Iruka leads at Kakashi to the far corner of the place, he is conducting Kakashi by touching his lower back, that is making him walk fast and jerky, trying not to be seen as impolite but at the same time liking too much Iruka's warm touch.
Some of the people in the place were looking at Iruka with interest and some were openly trying to catch his attention, others were nodding in greeting. Others were admiring Kakashi as the new guy, and because he was quite handsome. Iruka had a hard time trying not to make a scene, because some people were going over the floor winking at his Kakashi.
Kakashi felt observed; never in all his life had he felt that. He can feel all eyes on him, and some were making him feel uncomfortable.
"It is here," he felt Iruka's breath in his ear and his body at his back; that gives him confidence and comfort. How quickly I am getting used to him, I am really lonely, a complete stranger who shows me a little kindness is enough to have me eating from his palm; pathetic.
One tall lean waiter came to their table while Iruka was placing a red wine napkin in Kakashi's lap. Kakashi was blushing with his head down when he came to ask his order.
"Hello, may I take your order please, Mr. Umino?" says the waiter, smiling softly at the flustered guy that is next to his usual client.
In Quendigon, each customer has his own waiter, they are chosen for the client to give them an air of exclusivity; you can choose, but you can't take another.
"We are going to start with scones with red tea please, bring us just four of them please," Iruka says, smiling friendly at his waiter.
"Scones?" asks Kakashi.
"Are nice, you are going to like them, are you enjoying your time here?" Iruka asks, touching Kakashi's face and tilting it to his side. Kakashi looks at him with unease, he feels beneath the place, out of place and kind of humiliated, because he just doesn't know what to do, what is happening around the place, what are those scones they are going to eat.
Iruka caresses his cheek trying to ease that frown off the face he loves. "Don't feel out of place, you are with me, that is all you need to think about and enjoy the food; if you want, we can have waffles in the shape of a heart or Portabella burger," he says with a soft voice, trying to make at the man smile.
Kakashi smiles, feeling stupid for being that way; he is in a new place, of course he just doesn't know what is going around, he is new and he has no experience with these people. Iruka is nice, but he doesn't know him.
"Ok, I like waffles," Kakashi says, leaning into the caress.
"Thank you," says Iruka and kisses him on the forehead.
Iruka places the order and the waiter goes. Kakashi smiles looking at Iruka, the light makes his hair look shiny and soft; he wants to touch it, he looks so professional with his hair up, but how is he going to look with his hair down? He starts to think.
Iruka, almost reading his mind, takes down his hair, giving it a little shake with his hand and giving a soft moan.
"This feels nice," he says looking at Kakashi from the side with half of his face hidden behind his hair. Kakashi gulps and opens his mouth to say something, but he is just looking at how handsome Iruka is.
Iruka smirks, knowing now he has all the attention of Kakashi, just like he wanted.
"After all day constricted, feels nice to have it free, don't you think?" Kakashi starts to think about something very different from hair in that moment; he starts to blush, but when Iruka is going to start another comment, their tea arrives.
"Excuse me, your tea and scones, how long do you want me to wait for the main dish Mr Umino?" ask the smiling waiter.
"In 30 minutes is ok, and Earl who is the DJ tonight?" Kakashi looks interested; the music is good and the atmosphere nice, there are some songs that make him feel at ease and others that are starting to make him feel more like dancing, which is weird because he can't dance to save his life.
"It is a new one called Danilo, he is one of the best these days, last week was Tïesto and some were dancing, today maybe when the night gets more cozy, the manager can ask him for something like that, it is ok with you Mr. Umino?"
"Interesting, thank you Earl, that will be all for now," the waiter left them alone. Kakashi took a small sip of his tea, he was surprised that was really good; he was about to take one of those scones when Iruka took one first.
He smiled at Kakashi and took the scone with both hands, cutting it in half; these scones were special, made with the same mix of an apple pie inside, so when he cut it, the filling comes out a little. He looks at Kakashi and opens his own mouth to show without words what he wanted from Kakashi.
Kakashi looks at Iruka with incredulity but opens his mouth, Iruka give him one of the two portions and he eats the other, but he intentionality brushes some of the filling on the side of Kakashi's mouth. Kakashi took his portion and he munches it with delight, it is delicious!
Kakashi smiles and looks at Iruka with a happy expression, the other man smiles softly, he is just doing right. Kakashi feels Iruka's finger touch near his mouth, he is taken aback for the sudden move, but when he sees the other lick his finger, he freezes and flushes.
Iruka licks his finger slowly, without taking his eyes off Kakashi. "Delicious," he says; Kakashi feels that tingle in his lower abdomen, that was erotic.
"Yes, it is," Kakashi mumbles and drinks some tea to wet his dry mouth.
"So what you did today?" Iruka asks like nothing happened, that helps Kakashi to feel more at ease; he never, ever felt something so close to normal, he feels warm and wants to see Iruka lick his finger again, I am not a pervert!
"I-i-ii- did…" Iruka was enjoying the way Kakashi was looking at him now, almost with want.
"I had a boring day until lunch time, where I met you," Iruka told him honestly, taking another scone. He did the same as before; he was about to eat a portion when he saw Kakashi waiting for his share.
"You like this, don't you?" Kakashi nods, not taking his eyes from the soft bread in Iruka's hand. It was a shame that Iruka just ordered so few scones, but all were used on the top.
Kakashi was licking his lips when the waiter came with their burgers; his own was placed in front of him, he looks down and sees that those burgers were different to say the least, the bread was a little bit decorated with grains and olives cut fine, looks nice. But what was in the place where the meat was supposed to be was nothing appealing; it looked like a brown thing with pepper.
Iruka was fixing his with mustard when he looks at Kakashi's disappointed face, it is not easy to keep a person so sensitive happy all the time, he knows it, but he is determined to see a smile always on Kakashi's face.
He cuts a piece of his own and offers it to Kakashi, who looks about to cry, because he was expecting something like sirloin or something, meat! Not that. Iruka waits for Kakashi to take the small portion of burger. Iruka smiles and does noises like a small puppy, that does the trick and Kakashi takes the bite.
The reaction is something to record, all of him beams with happiness. Iruka knows for sure now that Kakashi's emotions are ruled by his stomach, his mother always told him that the way to a man's heart starts through his stomach. She was right.
And like in the restaurant he takes his portion and places it in front of Kakashi, who looks at him with almost tears of joy. The burger was like ambrosia for Kakashi, eating each bite with reverence, taking his time to enjoy the new and exotic flavor of the Portabella mushroom.
Words were not uttered, just the small noises of Kakashi enjoying his food and Iruka doing some to answer those. Some other visitants were curious about what those men were eating to do all those erotic noises.
"What are those men eating?" asks a woman to the Umino waiter.
"Each other," he answers with a smile.
The food was delicious, Kakashi never ever tasted something so exotic, he feels happy again; Iruka really knows about good food.
"How was it?"
"That was… wow," answers Kakashi with a smile, Iruka moves closer to Kakashi, because he has a stain of mustard on his face; he wants something from Kakashi, but he wants the silver beauty to give it to him, he is going to use that mustard to have it.
Kakashi feels Iruka's breath in his face; he is too close, Kakashi can feel the heat of his face. Iruka with a small lick takes the mustard off Kakashi's face, and waits with his face close to Kakashi; he downcasts his eyes and waits.
When Kakashi felt the lick, that tingle is there again but more strong now and his lower abdomen feels hot; he is breathing a little bit hard, he moves his face to Iruka's with his mouth slightly open, looks at him from his skin, to his nose, mouth, long eyelashes, all. Iruka is perfect and is waiting for him.
He is a man after all, he can feel the other's desire and now that Iruka is so close, he can smell something different in him, maybe if I do something, he can see me.
He moves his face and touches Iruka's nose with his own; the change in Iruka's breathing is palpable, he wants it too. They move slowly, drawing that intimate touch in each other's skin, with each caress they were saying how much they want the other.
Kakashi moves first and touches Irukas's mouth, that felt like nothing he ever felt before, those lips were magic; that tingle is now not only in his abdomen, it is in his heart too. He feels the rush of emotions, he is overwhelmed for just a small touch, but when Iruka starts to kiss him back he almost faints or cries, he is not sure.
The kiss is not demanding, just lips caressing each other. Iruka ends it, but is not moving; he waits for Kakashi to open his eyes. That kiss was the best of all his life, Kakashi is what he wants for the rest of his life now; nothing more can satiate his cravings now.
The grey beauty opens his eyes, slowly; his expression is one of pure bliss, he feels warm and like home.
"The food was amazing," he sighs and murmurs.
"You are amazing," Iruka murmurs back.
"Not more than you," Kakashi gives him a small peck.
"You have no idea," Iruka gives him one back.
"Waffles?" Kakashi ask cutely.
"Yeah," both smile, and with a final small kiss they move apart.
The rest of the time went smoothly, both talking more at ease. Kakashi was learning about the other, how much he loved milk and honey, he was the one who cooks in his house and he was working in the corporative department.
Like the rest of the food those heart-shaped waffles were magic, made with apple, cinnamon and syrup. Kakashi was licking his fork with delight, giving Iruka a nice show. The DJ did a special mix of music to dance, but neither man wanted to move, they were now cozy on their couch near the dance floor. Iruka was getting something to drink that was made of banana. Kakashi was not interested in liquor so he was just snuggled at Iruka's side, not looking around, just playing with Iruka's neck tie. He was feeling so comfortable and was drowsy after all that good food, he was starting to feel the weight of his day and all the emotions. It was around 3 in the morning, so it was natural for him to be sleeping at that time.
But the people in the place were dancing and talking like it was day, he never understood the 'all night' party people. Iruka was looking around, but he was doing it to prevent people to enter his quiet zone and ruin his time with his grey beauty.
"Kakashi, it's time to go," he told Kakashi while petting his soft silver hair.
"I don't want to," in a whining voice, Kakashi snuggles more closely.
"But tomorrow we have work," Iruka chuckles at Kakashi's reaction.
"I don't want to go."
"But we have to go," he told him in a more gentle tone and adding something he knew was going to do it. "We can come another day, if you want."
"Ok, but promise," Kakashi told him, moving up and looking at him with a small glare.
"I promise, Kakashi," Iruka touched the other's face with his palm.
They exit the place after Iruka pays the check; Kakashi was telling him he wanted to give him money, but Iruka just told him no, and that was final for Kakashi if he insisted he never, ever was going to bring him back. So Kakashi was happy to let him do whatever he wanted.
Iruka took Kakashi's hand and they exited the place, now at the front door was a small blond female who wished them good night; they walk slowly because Kakashi was about to fall sleep, he was genuinely tired, but happy to be there in that magic place and maybe if Iruka keeps his promise he was going to return.
Iruka embraces Kakashi until his car arrives, he was practically carrying him; his beauty was tired to the bone. Rude opens the passenger door for Iruka and helps him to carry the now sleeping Kakashi inside. He buckles him in, kisses him on the temple and caresses his hair. Kakashi was more beautiful sleeping. All the drive to Kakashi's home he was sleeping; Iruka took Kakashi's jacket and covers him with it, the night was cold and he doesn't want him to catch a cold.
When they arrive, he gently kisses him on his cheek and caresses his nose with the others.
"Wakey, wakey," Iruka told him.
Kakashi started to move, his bleary eyes look at Iruka and he smiles.
"Sorry," Kakashi told him with a sleepy voice trying to move, but the seat belt has him trapped.
"No, I am sorry for keep you up so late," Iruka unbuckles him and exits the car.
He opens the other door and helps Kakashi to come out; he is sleepy, and trying to move like a normal human, but he is more clumsy. Iruka embraces him and helps him to the door he knows is the right one.
They stay at Kakashi's door for a second, Iruka is thinking of asking for the keys and taking Kakashi to his room, but Kakashi chose that moment to hug him with all he is.
"Thank you, this was the best night of my life," he told him with a muffled voice, his face at the side of Iruka's head. He embraces him too. Kakashi was right, this was his best night too.
Kakashi moves and kisses him, this time Iruka takes control of the kiss; he moves Kakashi to the door and he presses himself to him, feeling the other's body. Kakashi moans into the kiss, it was more daring than the ones they'd given each other. Iruka's tongue started to play with Kakashi's but when he felt the other falter in his footing, he moves away; it was too much for the first date.
"Good night, Kakashi," Iruka told him and kisses him again like the last time, but going more slowly and allowing Kakashi to play with his own tongue. Iruka moves apart and caresses his hair and face before stepping away and allowing Kakashi to move and open his door.
Kakashi moves in a daze and opens his door, but before he enters, he looks back and smiles at Iruka.
"Good night Iruka, see you tomorrow at lunch," he smiles and looks hopefully at Iruka, who knows just what he has to do to reassure his beauty.
"I will never lose a date with my boyfriend," and with that he gave him a kiss on his temple and walks to his car. Kakashi walks inside, closes his door and leans on it. He thinks me worthy to be his boyfriend! He was right, this night is unforgettable. I never thought anybody was going to think of me as a possible partner.
That night Kakashi slept like never before, the first thing that morning in his head was the word boyfriend; it was not a dream, Iruka called him his boyfriend last night. He moved around his house like every morning, but this time, he uses last night's jacket over his uniform. And like all the other mornings he walks to work, but his steps are not that slow and he is not looking that lazy.
He enters his office like every day, but there is something different in there; he looks around and his eyes find a small box on the corner of his desk. He comes near the small box carefully, they say that curiosity killed the cat, but this cat can jump if there is danger.
It was made of black wood that was certain; on the lid was written his name, that was expensive. Under the box was a note in yellow paper, it reads for Kakashi from his boyfriend. In that instant Kakashi was cold yet felt a warm sensation in his heart; it was a present from Iruka. He was smiling and running his fingers over the nice calligraphy of Iruka; those letters were curvy and elegant.
In that instant one of the girls that works in quality knocks on his door, he jumps because he rarely has visitors. He looks at her, not saying a word.
"Hello Kakashi, I was wondering what happened to you?" Who is she?
"You look different, something good happened?" Why is she talking to me?
"All the girls say you look happy and alive today, we were saying that maybe you have a girlfriend or something," what girls?
"Well I am going, keep doing whatever you are doing!" what was that!
She walks out of his office bouncing, Kakashi frowns and turns to his little world where Iruka is interested in him and sent him something; he takes the box in his two hands and very slowly, like it is something sacred, he smells it. Then the aroma of pure and rich chocolate invades his senses. He chuckles for his reaction, but slowly he opens the lid inhaling the deliciousness. They are covered in a thin paper where written in golden letters is "Indochina and Arabesque, de Pleasure of chocolate Blasair".
Kakashi removes the paper and looks at them, they are so beautiful that he just wants to keep them; they are made with decorations over the chocolate, and so colorful and artistic, these chocolates were not cheap. He really thinks of me as something real, but what about me? I do like his attentions, he is handsome and a gentleman, but it is not fair if I don't feel something more for him.
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