Chapter 4: The Mission Part 2
So here we go with the 2 part of the mission. There's probably going tobe another 1-2 parts about this mission;)
The morning sun shone through the window and into the small room in the inn. Hayate fought a way through the fog in his brain and was slowly starting to regaining consciousness. Ahh, he felt so good- he hadn't felt that good in some time he recalled. Something heavy was lying on his chest and Hayate lazily lifted an eyelid and saw the blurred contours of a skin-coloured something lying across his bare chest. He completely opened the eye and couldn't believe what he was seeing. To make sure his mind wasn't playing tricks on him, he quickly opened the second eye and was rewarded with a sight he had never imagined to come true: Genma Shiranuis arm was lying across his chest- not in a friendly way, but in a protective and possessive way. Hayates eyes widened even more when the memories of last night came flooding back to him. Desire, hot and wild, had washed through his veins; putting an end to all thoughts and rational thinking. He had felt hot lips on hotter skin and the urge to stay in this happy world of pleasure and lust forever. Hayate had been smiling like an idiot while thinking about this, but then something flashed through his mind: he had actually slept with his best friend! A high-pitched girly squeal escaped Hayates mouth and into Genmas ears. The other man, who was lying on his belly, stirred and sleepily opened his eyes and looked up to the confused face of his best friend. "Morning Hayate," Genma said, still half dozing. Then his head jerked up and his eyes widened in shock. Hayate turned his heads towards him. "Am I such a bad sight in the morning?" Hayate asked dryly. Genma stared with his mouth wide open- a truly heart-warming scene. "Watch out or your eyes will fall out or a fly will fly into your mouth- possibly both if you ask me," Hayate carried on. Genma continued to stare, but he at least closed his mouth. "Wha… huh…ermm…" Genma muttered. "Ah, what an intelligent sound and what an advanced sentence- so much challenging vocabulary." Hayate didn't know where he got the bravery from to be that cheeky and in such a situation. Genma didn't seem to understand as well, but he managed to ask: "Do you have the same memories as I do from last night?"
"How should I know? Can I read your mind? No!" Genma looked pissed.
"I can really understand why none of your dates, who had stayed the night, escaped and never came back. What a pleasant waking up." Now it was Hayates turn to look pissed, but he pulled himself together and quietly said: "If you mean the memories of us kissing and having sex, then yes, I have the same memories and I doubt it was just a dream the two of us had at the same time."
"Hmm, I thought so too," Genma replied, scratched his head and ruffled through his disorganized hazelnut hair. "But I must say it wasn't that bad- I can now also understand why the female shinobi who you had an affair with only spoke well of you; you're a sex bomb!"
"How can you be so immature right now? This is a serious situation and we clearly have to talk about this or at least think about why this happened." Hayate was quite upset and coughed. Genma was alarmed immediately. "Do you feel unwell? Should I get Shizune-san?" Hayate couldn't hold back a smile- Genma really was so cute. Hayate smiled dreamingly and Genma looked confused. What was that baka smiling about? Hadn't he just told him how serious the situation was? "What are you smiling about?"
"You'd like to know that…" Hayate hadn't meant to say it so flirty, but it just came out like this. Genma stared again- he had definitely stared way too often on this short morning. "What is up with you? You seem to have changed… What is with the Kakashi here, Kakashi there? I don't get it", Genma replied with a thoughtful tone in his voice. How –again- it was Hayates turn to stare, but he quickly let his head sink onto his chest. He had tried to avoid these kinds of thoughts the whole last night, which hadn't been very hard and forgetting had been easy, but now it was getting harder when being directly confronted with the consequences of his decision to seduce Genma. It was a good question that Genma had asked him. Why had he actually slept with his best friend? What had he been actually thinking? He had he just kissed Genma yesterday night? What about the feelings he had towards Kakashi? Had he wanted to forget the pain of his feelings towards his part-time sensei? Too many questions and no answers to them- well for now at least he hoped. Genma looked at the pondering Hayate and although he was curious about the answers he hoped Hayate would come up with, he waited patiently. Hayate felt Genmas eyes rest on him and felt he at least needed to give an answer: "I don't know Genma. I don't have an answer to your questions. I am confused myself and I need some time to order my thoughts- it all happened too quickly." Hayate had looked back up at Genma and waited for his answer.
"You really did change, Hayate. You grew up. I have to agree to you; I'm confused as well and I think it would be a good idea to think about how we feel about last night and then, when we both have found answers, to sit back together again and talk about everything." Genma honestly seemed to understand, but he wasn't able to hide the disappointment that had entered his eyes and that made Hayate feel bad and unworthy of the attention his best friend had always given him. Genmas arm, which had rested on Hayates chest the whole time, was pulled off his chest as Genma rolled around and off the bed with a "Thump". Hayate shot up into a sitting position and he leaned over the side of the bed with a concerned look on his face. "Fuck!" Genma muttered. He had over-estimated the size of the bed and had rolled around confidently only to find himself lying on the floor, Hayates face looking down at him. "Don't you dare laugh!" Genma threatened. Hayate, who hadn't even been thinking about laughing until Genma had mentioned this possibility, let himself drop back onto the bed and tried not to laugh. Genma got up, cursing, and marched into the bathroom. Now Hayate attempted to swing his legs over the edge of the bed, but stopped in the middle of his movement as a searing pain shot up his spine and forced him to drop back down. He immediately understood that this pain originated from his entrance, which was really sore and obviously pissed from last night's actions. Damn! Why did this have to happen on a mission? He would have to somehow explain why he wasn't able to move properly. Maybe he should ask Shizune-san to heal him? N0! Definitely not! It would be far too embarrassing to have to explain the circumstances that led to his pain. He gritted his teeth and got up. The pain shot through him again, but he ignored it and limped to the wardrobe to get out his clothes. When he had just got out his clothes, Genma came out of the bathroom, merely a towel wrapped around his waist. Hayate looked away and asked: "Is the bathroom free?" Genma nodded and Hayate tried to walk as normally as he could inside, but he wasn't able to deceive Genma. Genma felt bad, because he knew what the pain was like Hayate felt and he recalled, that he hadn't been as careful as he could have been. Well, Hayate seduced him so it was Hayates own fault. Genma had wanted to be slow, but the impatient young man had begged him to start getting inside him even before Genma had entered the third finger. Genma had, of course, granted Hayate his wish and had proceeded rather roughly. What had actually driven him to give into Hayate? Had it been these hot kisses or the look in Hayates eyes- silently promising to make him forget his pain? Or had it been the feelings for Hayate he had next to the romantic feelings for Raido? They were just as strong, if not stronger than the feelings he had for Raido. Too many questions I can't answer! Genma kicked against a chair and it fell over with a "clash". Hayates head popped out of the bathroom and looked around- confused and in search for the source of the noise that had disturbed him while looking at the dark circles under his eyes. His gaze went from Genma to the chair and back again. He understood, grinned and his head went back into the bathroom. Genma shook his head, picked up the chair and started to get dressed, when a violent knocking stopped him. "Who could that be?" Genma sighed annoyed and went to open the door- merely dressed with his trousers, which were hanging loosely on his pelvic bones. He opened the door with a pissed look and looked directly at Raido. "Kami, do you two princesses need an extra invitation to hurry up and come to breakfast?" Genma glared and muttered: "It won't be any faster if you prevent me from dressing and by the way it's Hayate who takes so long showering and washing his excessively long hair." Someone behind Genma cleared his throat: "You know Genma, with your strawberry shower gel it's just so relaxing to shower. By the way: was it ok that I used your special shampoo- wasn't it especially for light brown hair?" The light brown haired man looked at Hayate, who had a mocking look on his face and leaned against the wall. "Is this supposed to look cool? You know, it might have looked cool if it weren't for the pink towel." Hayate blushed and looked down at the pink towel wrapped around his waist. "You ass took the blue one and this was the only one left!"
"It would make things easier if you two girls could stop bitching around and just hurry and co-"
"SHUT UP!" The two insulted shouted. Raido shrugged, turned around and left down the corridor. "Come on, let's hurry and get going", Genma said in a quiet voice- the act of acting normal washed of his face. Hayate nodded and walked, slightly limping, back to the bathroom. A few minutes later both were finished, their stuff packed and they made their way to Shizunes room were breakfast was to be served.
That was chapter 4. I hope you enjoyed it^^ Chapter 5 will probably be on in 1-2 weeks.
