WARNING: This story's rating has gone up to an M!
A/N: A special thank you to everyone who read, reviewed, and/or favorited this story. I really appreciate all your support and hope you all enjoy this chapter as much the first! Also, to all those who read my story "The Lost Leaf of Sunagakure," I have posted a poll about a possible pairing I may have in it on my profile page to gage the interest in said pairing.
Minato paced the width of the living room, as he had been for the past two hours since they arrived back from the hospital, with unconfined nervous energy, as they both awaited Naruto's arrival home from the academy.
Kakashi's gaze followed him from where he sat upon the old-green coach and said, for what felt like the thousandth time (though it was really closer to 20), "will you stop doing that? It's not getting you anywhere."
The older man halted in his movement, running shaking hands through his wild hair. "I know, I know. I'm just anxious. How's Naruto going to react to this? We haven't even told him we've been seeing each other!"
The silver-haired man gave his lover (they decided in the hospital to become "official") a deadpanned stare, "I think it was rather obvious. We sleep in the same room when I come over and I don't think anyone who lives in the next bedroom over could miss the noises."
Minato flushed.
A playful glint entered Kakashi's visible eye as he stood from the couch and stalked toward the blond like a hungry wolf looking for it's next meal. The other's eyes followed his movement, watching him warily. "How about we go relax before Naruto gets home?" Kakashi asked his lover as he pulled down his mask letting the material rest at the base of his neck, leaning up to give the other's ear a quick lick.
The jonin felt an arousing thrill rush through him as Minato's flush darkened, eyes filling with lust. The blonde's hands went to the slightly smaller man's waist, resting lightly. "I don't know. Naruto should be getting home soon and we still haven't planned on how to tell him." Minato said, his voice contained a tiny hint of regret.
Kakashi gave a soft hum as he started to nibble on the older man's left ear, giving a few sharp nips, that had Minato give out a low groan. The large hands that held Kakashi tightened pulling the leaner man closer. "We still have a little time before he gets back," Kakashi said blowing a puff of air into the older man's ear. "Please, Mi-na-to."
The combined sensations and the mischievous way Kakashi stressed his name had Minato's his hips thrusting forward, a moan escaping his lips. "I-I suppose a quick round would be okay." He managed to get out before he bent down a little to capture the silver-haired man's lips in a leisurely kiss. Kakashi immediately reciprocated as he allowed Minato to lead him backwards to the travesty that the Namikaze males referred to as a couch. Minato gently laid him down before he crawled on top of him, placing one of his legs between Kakashi's own to keep them spread.
Minato broke the kiss moving his head downwards to chew on Kakashi's neck, holding the fabric of the shirt and mask down with two fingers. Kakashi gave a small whimper in response that had the blond releasing a small chuckle. "Your neck is still as sensitive as ever." Minato said teasingly as he started to lap at the the small bruise that was forming at the base of the other's neck.
The silver-haired man whined, his hips bucking up when Minato's tongue ran over a particularly sensitive spot which had Kakashi releasing a rather loud appreciative groan when his half-hard penis rubbed against Minato's leg.
"Or perhaps it is more sensitive than usual," the Yondaime said has he ran his hands up Kakashi's shirt to play with his erect nipples.
Kakashi flushed darkly, but before he could form a retort through the pleasurable haze, Minato pressed down on him with his thigh. Kakashi brought one arm up to cover his eyes and his other hand up to his mouth, biting down to stop himself from unleashing any more embarrassing noises. He felt like sobbing when he felt Minato pull away.
"Don't do that," Minato whispered huskily. He loosely gripped Kakashi's hand pulling it from the hold that Kakashi's teeth had on it, "I like to hear the noises you make. They're cute."
The silver-haired man felt another spike of arousal shoot through him. He brought the arm carving his eyes down so he could use both hands to grip the blonde's arm that the man had been using to hold himself up, wiggling beneath Minato as he felt himself grow harder.
"You really should stop wearing your mask too." Minato said slowly licking up the side of Kakashi's face until he reached the edge of the other's uncovered eye; forcing the jonin to close it. "Your face is gorgeous," it was here that Minato paused, a dark expression clouding his face. "On second thought, how about we keep it between us?"
"Minato, please," Kakashi begged impatiently, though he would never admit it, as ground himself against the older man thigh again, moaning wantonly.
The Yondaime let out a pleased noise at Kakashi's pleading, but just as he was about to tell the other how sexy he was wiggling and desperate, the door to the apartment burst open.
"I'M HOME, DATTEBAYO!"
Minato startled so badly he ended up falling of the couch, nearly taking Kakashi with him, when he whipped around towards the voice. "Naruto!" He shouted in shock, his face turning a bright red as he tilted his body away from his son's view trying to hid his hard-on, willing it to disappear.
"Did I bring him home at a bad time?" Chōza questioned awkwardly as he stood in the doorway covering his own son, Chōji's, eyes. The large man shifted as if he wished he was any other place but at his leader's apartment catching him getting frisky with the renowned Copy-nin.
Minato noticed the Akimichi tilt his head as if he were trying to get a look at something he couldn't quite see. It was then the Yondaime turned to look at Kakashi, remembering he wasn't wearing his mask, to find (to his relief) him curled up on the couch facing away from their visitor. Minato let out a sigh of relief; he would have hated to have to murder one of his most loyal shinobi.
"Dad, why are you covering my eyes?" Chōji said as he tried to remove his father's large hand from his face. Naruto was too busy jumping around the room like a hyperactive squirrel to notice the uncomfortable air surrounding the adults.
Chōza gave a small cough, "I suppose we'll be going now…" He trailed off as he waited to be dismissed.
"Yes, yes," Minato said hastily as he waved at the Akimichi clan head with one hand, the red hue painting his face refusing to recede. "Thank you for picking up my son for me today."
"It was no problem," Chōza said kindly as he started to drag his son away. "It was nice to see you again Kakashi. I hope you are feeling better."
The two visitors disappeared, closing the door as they left, but before the two were gone completely, they heard Chōji asking his father, quite loudly, why the Yondaime was pinning down the silver-haired man so hard that he was moaning in pain and if Kakashi had done something bad. Chōza's reply that they were simply "playing ninja" was no less mortifying.
"I'm never going to hear the end of this," Minato complained as he rested his head against the side of the couch.
"You're the Hokage, not many people will say anything to you," Kakashi groused grumpily, displeased with the interruption.
"Dad, can I have a snack," Naruto hollered from the kitchen. When he had bounced in there, they were unsure.
"What do you say?" Kakashi answered back before Minato could answer in the positive.
"Please, may I have a snack?" The boy intoned.
Minato would never fail to be impressed with how easily Kakashi fit into the role of "mother" when it came to Naruto. He felt a cluster of butterflies in his stomach when the thought of them having a child together resurfaced.
"We bought some melon bread on the way back home," Kakashi said back to Naruto after the boy asked nicely. "They are in the bag on the counter; you can have some of those."
"Naruto," Minato called out when he heard the bag rustle in the kitchen. He stood up, extremely thankful there was no more evidence of his previous arousal, he waited for his son's grunt of acknowledgement before he continued. "When you get your bread come in here. Kakashi and I have some important news to tell you."
The older blond's gaze sought out his lover's, watching as the man sat up and prepared to place his mask back on his face. Minato quickly reached out, grabbing Kakashi's wrist and stopped him from the motion. "Not here. Don't wear your mask here." He pleaded, "You don't need to hide from family."
Kakashi stiffened before relaxing and giving a quick nod.
"Uh, dad? You said you needed to tell me something," the six-year old asked as he entered from the kitchen with three melon breads in hand. He handed one off to Kakashi as he sat down next to him, leaning into his side. The young boy then proceeded to take large bites from the other two.
"Never shares with his old man," Minato grumbled to himself. He breathed out a short sigh as he plopped down on the couch on Naruto's other side.
"What is it you needed to tell me?" Naruto reiterated with his mouth full, spraying bits of bread at his father. Minato barely kept his face from scrunching up in disgust as he wiped little bits of chewed food from his face before wiping his hands on the already meal-stained couch.
"Don't talk with your mouth full," Kakashi scolded lightly after he swallowed his own small bite. "Sakura-chan won't like it if you spray her with your food."
Minato watch in morbid fascination (His baby, well first baby, wasn't old enough to be thinking of girls!) as Naruto's face took on an interesting shade of red.
"Kakashi's going to have a baby," Minato blurted out in a desperate attempt to stop the conversation from going into "forbidden" territory. He shrank back at the glare the jōnin shot him, who knew a one-eyed stare down could be so scary?
Naruto appeared oddly crushed, "who's the mom?"
"Huh?"
"You said Kashi-ma - Kakashi-san - was going to have a baby," Naruto said (Kakashi couldn't help but feel hurt when the boy addressed him by his name) as he played with his fingers intently. "Who's the mom?"
Minato floundered on how to respond to the miscommunication.
"I'm the mom," Kakashi supplied to the Yondaime's relief.
"Whaaa…?" It was Naruto's turn to be confused, his face scrunched up. "But you're a boy. How can you be a mom?"
And before his silver-haired lover could reply with what was likely a detailed lesson on the "birds and the bees" with Jiraiya's books as reference material, Minato cut in frantically. "He won it in a game!"
Kakashi sighed, face meeting his palm. Naruto simply looked more confused.
"You see, Kakashi and I were playing a game," Minato continued to hastily explain waving his hands about.
"Was it ninja," the younger blond interjected.
Minato choked, coughing to dislodge the words that got stuck in his throat. "Yes. Yes, it was ninja. That's it ninja!"
The tips of Kakashi's ears started to turn red, but whether that was embarrassment about the conversation or for Minato the older blond would never know.
"So playing ninja gives you babies?" Naruto asked innocently, then his face took on a horrified expression. "I won at ninja today! Does that mean I'm going to have a baby!?"
"NO! No," Minato said frantically trying to reassure his son that he was, in fact, not pregnant. "You see if you want to have a baby after winning ninja you have play with a…uh, special egg."
"But Kashi-mama doesn't have a baby right now, so how did he win?"
Kakashi flinched at the horrible moniker that he couldn't seem to escape, but he didn't correct the child. It was better than the unfamiliar Kakashi-san, at any rate.
"Well, you see," Minato flattered again. He shot a hopeless look at Kakashi, who chose to ignore him refusing to get involved with such a ridiculous explanation. "Ummm…"
Naruto continued to stare at his father expectantly.
"You have to eat the egg first," the Yondaime said after a few seconds of panicked silence. He started miming the motion of eating a boiled egg. "When you win a baby starts to grow in the egg, but it takes awhile."
"Ooooh," Naruto said in wonder. "Does this mean you're the dad?"
Minato nodded seriously. Internally, he worried about his son's possibly negative reaction to the news. He shouldn't have been concerned; the little blond practically light up with joy. "I'm going to be a nii-san!" He cheered boisterously, making the two ninja sitting next to him flinch back. The child then bounced up and started dancing around the room in excitement before he paused at a sudden thought.
"So does that mean Kashi-mama is going to live with us for real now?" The little ball of energy asked.
The two adults shared a look.
"Yes. Yes it does," Kakashi answered.