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Twenty-Five: New Beginnings
I could feel the tight bulges of his firm muscles as Kakashi's body pressed against mine. His lips slowly grazed across the skin of my neck, and his fingers gently caressed my curves as he slowly ran them down my body before resting at my hips. I tilted my head to the left, so as to urge him to continue, but he did not. He simply continued to tease me with soft kisses on my neck and jaw. I wanted to groan into his ear, to let him know that I wanted more, but when I opened my mouth, no sound emerged. I wanted to tangle my fingers in his messy silver hair and pull him closer, but my arms would not yield to my commands. Instead, my body lay frozen underneath Kakashi's as the gentle touch of his lips and hands electrified every nerve in my body. Though it was frustrating, I had to admit that every little thing he did still felt incredible.
And then, suddenly, there was darkness.
The sounds of chirping birds gradually became audible as the feeling of the sun's rays warmed my face. My eyelids were heavy with sleep, and when I tried opening them, I could feel a thin layer of crust pulling at the corners, preventing them from moving. I stretched my legs and arched my back, sighing in response to the array of snaps and pops that soon accompanied my muscles' relief.
It was just a dream…
When I managed to open my eyes, however, I realized that my dream had been a lot closer to reality than I suspected, for Kakashi's upper body rested against mine with his head propped in his hands so he could gaze into my eyes with his own mismatched ones. His face was mere inches away from mine, and his lips contorted into a lopsided smirk that I immediately found to be quite sexy on him. "Good morning," he said in a voice that was still raspy from sleep.
I lifted my right hand to push his bangs out of his eyes. "Morning," I sighed, smiling. I had almost forgotten that Kakashi had spent the night, which was odd, seeing as he stayed over more often than not since we had finally crossed the line separating friends and lovers.
He dipped his head to place soft kisses on my forehead, the tip of my nose, and then my lips. He lingered there for a moment before pulling away to smile and intertwine his fingers with mine. "How did you sleep?" he asked, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.
I let my other hand run through his spiky hair, and then I continued downward to trace the contours of the perfectly toned muscles of his bare back with my fingertips. His skin was so warm and inviting that I pulled him into me for a close embrace, loving the way that his body felt against mine. "Amazing," I mumbled, sleep already beginning to pull at my consciousness once again, "You?"
"I slept well," he answered, his head buried in the crook of my neck. He then lifted his head to continue looking at me as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, "But I enjoyed waking up to you even more."
I smiled at him. "You're so cheesy," I teased, planting a quick kiss on his cheek.
"Way to ruin the mood," he pouted.
I tilted my head to the side to look at the clock on my bedside table. The pattern of neon lights read 7:45 AM. I decided that it was time to get up, since today was a very important day not just to me, but the entirety of Konoha as well as its allied nations. It was the day of the final stage of the Chunin Exam, the day that I got to watch all three of my students fight to prove that they deserved to be promoted to Chunin.
It had been one month and five days since the first stage of the Chunin Exam had taken place. All of my students managed to pass the written test easily, though I had been a bit worried about Nikko's ability to formally answer detailed essay questions and work out complex equations. I figured that he must have found a way to cheat without being caught, but that was fine with me, considering there were no rules out in the real Shinobi world.
The second stage was the one that I was the most concerned with, since my students had never actually gone on a mission alone, without me, their sensei. They surprised me, however, by finishing with more than a day's worth of time remaining. I had received the honor of being summoned by the combined Heaven and Earth scrolls to inform them of their advancement to the third stage, and I could still clearly remember how beaten up they had looked when I arrived. They were covered in dirt as well as bruises and bloodstains, and their clothes had been ripped and tattered from the constant wear of battles and mere survival. The dark circles around their eyes told me that they had not slept much, if at all, during their entire four-day stay inside the arena. The moment I told them that they had passed the second stage, their bodies fell limp to the ground, finally able to relax for the first time since the start of the exam.
Luckily for them, there was no need for a preliminary round to the third stage, since not many groups of Genin managed to finish the second stage. I was sure that they would have been fine, seeing as they had a whole day to regain their strength and build up their chakra, but I could tell that they were relieved when they were informed of the exam's month-long hiatus. It was bittersweet for me, however, because although skipping the preliminary round meant I had more time to train my Genin, it also meant that I could not witness the other competitors' fighting styles to get an idea as to what Hana, Nikko, and Toshiro were up against. Despite that fact, I worked hard to prepare them for the final tournament. I helped Toshiro sharpen his Kiseigan as well as his speed and reaction times. I worked with Hana on both taijutsu and genjutsu, and I even helped her develop her own special illusions. Nikko received intense chakra control training, and together we developed a jutsu all his own. Though I was somewhat anxious about the tournament, I was confident that they would do well.
I tightened my abdominals in order to lift myself up, but Kakashi stopped me by kissing down my jaw line and continuing down to my collarbone. "Kakashi," I sighed, pushing lightly against his shoulders. I meant for it to sound like a protest, but instead it sounded more like a plea.
"I don't want you to leave," he said in between kisses.
"The Tournament is going to start soon," I told him, subconsciously gripping his strong shoulders when he lightly nibbled my sensitive skin.
"I'm not going," he replied.
He moved away from my collarbone to continue pressing his lips to my chest and began working his way downward, but I quickly gripped his hair in my hands to prevent him from doing so. "My students are competing," I reminded him, "so I have to go support them."
Rolling out from underneath him, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and slid off, ignoring Kakashi's disappointed groan. I walked to my closet to find something nice yet casual to wear, eventually settling on a taupe-colored sleeveless kimono-style shirt with a contrasting burgundy obi and dark blue-gray capris. Grasping the items in my hands, I turned on my heel to head to the bathroom for a quick shower.
"Can I come?"
I tilted my head to see Kakashi's playful smirk accompanying a devious expression, his shirtless body now free from the blankets that had previously covered him. I immediately found myself distracted by his firm chest, his perfectly defined abs, and his muscular arms, which the morning light seemed to complement flawlessly by emphasizing the contours with dark shadows and bright highlights. We had been together for two months, and I was still completely mesmerized by every bit of him.
Blinking a few times and clearing my throat, I pulled myself out of my momentary stupor in order to reply, "No, you can't come."
"C'mon," he grinned, "It's not like I haven't seen it all before."
A dark blush instantly found its way to my cheeks as I quickly turned to hide it from him. "You and I both know that if you come with me, a whole lot more than showering is going to take place." I did my best to hide my embarrassment as I spoke.
Unlike myself, Kakashi, being addicted to those pervy novels of his, was not easily embarrassed by anything, let alone the topic of sexuality. He did, however, get a kick out of my embarrassment, and thoroughly enjoyed teasing me about it. Advancing closer to me, he placed his hands on my hips and slowly pulled me into him. His lips grazed my earlobe as he growled, "What's wrong with that?"
Before I had a chance to respond, Kakashi captured my lips in a deep kiss that immediately left my mind blank. He traced his fingertips up and down along the length of my back, sending tingles down my spine that continued to pulse throughout every nerve in my body. I couldn't keep my hands from wrapping around his neck, not only because I wanted to be closer to him, but also because I was sure that after a few moments of this my knees would buckle underneath me. Our lips parted in unison, and our tongues immediately met in the middle, his massaging slowly against mine in such a way that caused me to inhale sharply and tangle my fingers in his hair.
Kakashi carefully walked me backward until he had positioned me against a wall. He then pressed his body against my own, wrapped his arms through the space in between the curve of my lower back and the wall, and kissed me harder and with more passion. As I was engulfed in a state of complete bliss, I slowly felt myself forgetting all the reasons I had originally had to deny Kakashi's advances. My heart raced and my cheeks flushed as I clung to him and delved deeper into his mouth with my tongue. I felt him smirking against my lips. He thought he had won.
When I realized that he had been manipulating me, I broke away from the kiss and glared back at him. My lips parted as I frantically searched for the words to reprimand him for using his perfect lips against me to change my mind, but there was still a small flame of desire burning deep within me. I was conflicted. I wanted him to continue, naturally, but I didn't want him to know that he had overpowered me so easily. After all, I had always been stubborn. I couldn't just give into him without a fight… but he felt so good. Was protecting my pride worth giving up the bursts of pleasure that followed every kiss and every touch?
I finally sighed, relaxing my tensed body and rolling my eyes. "Oh, screw it," I mumbled before immediately pulling Kakashi's lips to mine and leading him into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.
Despite our little roadblock this morning, Kakashi and I had made it to the arena just in time for the final competition. The stands were filled with spectators from Konoha, Suna, and Amegakure, and the Kage from each village, each dressed in their traditional robes, sat in their own section at the top to watch over everything. There were twelve competitors fighting in the tournament: six from Konoha, three from Suna, and three from Ame.
Toshiro and his opponent, a boy named Kuro from Sunagakure, were the first to battle. Though Kuro was very skilled in wind chakra manipulation as well as taijutsu, Toshiro's agility allowed him to easily dodge the boy's attacks and slip into an offensive position to land attacks on his chakra points. Kuro, unaware of Toshiro's unique technique, continued performing his jutsu, causing his chakra to leak out of his body at dangerous speeds. Within minutes, the boy had collapsed, unable to move due to lack of chakra. He was immediately rushed to the infirmary while Toshiro was declared the winner. The first battle went just as I had expected.
Hana's battle was soon after Toshiro's. Her opponent was a Leaf Village native, a boy named Soutaro, who was a member of Konoha's Aburame clan. I guessed that, much like the rest of the insect tamers, Soutaro was quite strong though he did not outwardly show it. I knew that this would be a tough battle for Hana, but I remained confident in her. The moment the proctor had started the battle, I could see that Hana had already captured Soutaro in her genjutsu. It was a smart move on her part, to do so while he least expected it. The boy sent an array of insects from the sleeves of his jacket, which all swarmed toward Hana with the intent to poison her. Her taijutsu skills had improved tremendously, however, and she was able to maneuver between small openings between the bugs and make her way toward her opponent. While on the move, she created a clone and slipped off into hiding, making sure that Soutaro couldn't see her behind his massive wall of insects. Once she had taken refuge, she whipped an assortment of kunai and shuriken in his direction. At this point, her genjutsu began taking effect. While the Hana and the rest of the spectators in the arena saw weaponry flying toward Soutaro, the boy saw something much different. He visualized his own insects flying toward him, causing him to lower his guard, expecting them not to attack. When the sharp pain of the blades slicing into his skin had set in, however, the boy cried out and dropped to his knees. At this point, Hana made her way out of hiding to attack the boy while making sure to watch out for his bugs. The proctor was forced to stop the fight, declaring Hana the winner of the match.
Nikko and his opponent, a girl named Ai from Amegakure, were the last pair to fight. Nikko had expressed many times during the last month of training how disappointed he was to have been matched up with a girl, but I told him to never underestimate his opponents, especially based on something as ridiculous as gender. Nikko seemed to be taking my advice, for he looked determined and focused out on the battlefield. The battle began and the Ame girl immediately began using water-manipulation techniques. She was relentless, leaving little to no opening between her attacks for Nikko to get anywhere near her. He did not give up, however, and continued dodging and weaving through her attacks until finally a strategy brewed in his mind. He formed a few quick hand seals before charging his chakra into the tips of his fingers. He then unleashed his jutsu, sending bolts of lighting from each fingertip toward Ai's water attacks. The electrical discharge, being naturally strong against water, traveled easily against the current of Ai's water attacks until it reached her in a matter of milliseconds. Nikko, having large amounts of chakra, was able to immobilize Ai with just one attack, and before Nikko could land a finishing technique, the proctor stopped the match, meaning Nikko had won.
The next brackets were revealed soon after Nikko's battle. Toshiro had been chosen to fight another Konoha native, a girl named Emi; Hana was pitted against a boy named Taro from Suna, and Nikko was set to fight the remaining Suna challenger, a boy named Yori. Toshiro, again, won his battle with ease, but Hana and Nikko were not so lucky. The Suna contenders proved to be slightly stronger than my Genin, overpowering their jutsu with their excellent chakra control and strategic skills. Though they had lost, I was still extremely proud of them, for even when it seemed like they had no chance at winning, they still did not give up, and they, instead, fought long and hard before the proctor finally decided to stop their matches. They had done everything they could, and that was all I could have asked for. I remained positive. After all, they still had a good shot at being promoted to Chunin despite their defeat, considering the fact that promotion is based primarily on aptitude rather than the number of wins.
After two more rounds, Toshiro had been declared the tournament champion, defeating the remainder of his opponents with increasing difficulty. By the end, he was so exhausted that he had to be escorted off of the battlefield in a stretcher carried by a couple of medical ninja. I could hardly believe it. My student had won the tournament. There was no doubt in my mind at this point that Toshiro would be promoted to the rank of Chunin. He had obvious skills in chakra control, since he was able to use his Kiseigan throughout the entire tournament without becoming too fatigued to fight, not to mention his use of high-level jutsu, his ability to strategize on the spot, and, finally, raw talent. I only wished that I could attribute his genius to my tutelage over these last few months, but I knew that the boy was simply born destined to be an incredible ninja. He was the pride of the Isami clan, and now the pride of Konoha.
The proctor left the battlefield to deliberate with a council of judges consisting of the proctors from the first and second stages of the Chunin Exam, the Kages from each village, and their respective advisors. People in the stands began betting on which students would pass and which would fail. Toshiro, of course, was everyone's top choice, but there were conflicting views on my remaining two students. I didn't listen to their arguments, however, for I was already sure that they would pass. At this point, it wasn't that I was simply trying to remain positive; I really did believe that they possessed the skills required to advance to Chunin level.
"Your students did well," Kakashi said from beside me, breaking me away from my thoughts. He gave my hand a gentle squeeze, reassuring me of what I already believed to be true.
"Yeah," I smiled, "They did."
My knee bounced with impatience as I waited for the proctor to return and announce the newest Chunin. Seconds passed like minutes, and minutes like hours. I had been to many tournaments in the past, but none had ever lasted as long as this one. I wondered if anyone else was feeling as anxious as I did, but I quickly determined that I only felt this way because my students were currently on the chopping block. Still, if I was so confident in them, then why did I have to be so nervous? It didn't make any sense to me.
Finally, the proctor returned to the middle of the arena, and immediately the spectators stopped whatever they were doing to listen to what he had to say. "Ladies and Gentleman," said the man after clearing his throat, "It is my honor to introduce to you the newest Chunin."
My knuckles turned white as I gripped Kakashi's hand tightly in my own sweaty ones. My heart was racing inside my chest, pounding so hard against my inner walls that I could barely hear anything over its loud throbbing. I gulped down the lump in my throat as I waited for him to continue.
"From Amegakure," he gestured toward one of the Ame Genin, "Usagi Mori!"
The spectators applauded as the young girl bowed graciously, unable to hide her growing smile. Her teammates congratulated her with pats on the back and high fives, hiding their disappointment well behind happy exteriors.
"From Sunagakure," the proctor continued when the applause had died down, "Taro Yamashida, Yori Nakano, and Kuro Hayashi!"
The entire team of Suna Genin bowed to the audience, who, of course, began clapping and cheering for the group of young boys. Unable to hide their excitement, however, they soon began jumping up and down and joining together in a group embrace. I smiled. It was nice to see an entire team promoted to Chunin together.
"And finally, from Konohagakure," the proctor announced, at which point my heart felt like it was about ready to burst out of my chest, "Toshiro Isami, Hana Sugimoto, and Nikko Takeda!"
I jumped out of my seat and shouted my congratulations, clapping my hands together so quickly and sloppily that I must have looked like a fool. But I didn't care. I was so incredibly happy to hear that my Genin had all been promoted that I couldn't control myself. Kakashi joined me in standing, but managed to maintain his composure as he clapped like an actual civilized human being, rather than some sort of excited seal.
"Congratulations," Kakashi said to me, a smile evident in his visible black eye, though his face had been covered by his usual black mask and headband, "You're officially a better sensei than I am."
I shook my head at him. "Just because all three of my students passed on their first try, that doesn't necessarily mean…" my voice trailed off as I thought about what I was about to say. High on my own excitement, however, I couldn't keep myself from blurting out, "Ok, you're right, I'm amazing!"
Kakashi laughed, placed a quick kiss on my forehead, and wrapped his arm around my waist. "Ready to go congratulate your students?"
With a permanent smile on my lips, I replied, "Definitely."
"I wasn't sure it was going to work at first," Nikko hurriedly explained in between bites of steamy barbeque pork, "But I decided to just go for it anyway, and two seconds later I had beaten her! It was awesome!" His lips, covered in sticky barbeque sauce, pulled at the corners to form a wide grin that stretched from ear to ear.
I decided to honor my students' achievements by treating them to an all-you-can-eat dinner at Konoha's famous barbeque restaurant. Kakashi decided to stay behind, giving me time alone to bond with my students, Konoha's newest Chunin. Their smiles had not left their faces even for a second, and I couldn't blame them. They had done exceptional today, and they deserved to be this excited. "You did very well," I complimented Nikko with a stifled laugh as I used my chopsticks to grab a piece of meat from the center grill and set it on my plate. "And you, Hana," I continued, averting the attention to the normally timid girl, "Your genjutsu worked perfectly against Soutaro."
"Thanks," she blushed, "I was worried that I wouldn't be able to reach him to finish the fight before he realized it was genjutsu and broke it, but I did it."
I smiled at the girl, but I quickly switched my focus to both Hana and Nikko before I offered my advice. "You two need to remember to always be confident in yourselves. You know now that you are strong, capable shinobi, so you have no reason to doubt your abilities."
The two nodded before digging into their dinner. "What about you, Toshiro?" I said to the white-haired boy, who instantly found my eyes with his, "Was there ever a moment that you second-guessed yourself?"
The boy shrugged. "Only in the final match, when I fought the girl from Amegakure. I could feel that my chakra was getting depleted, and I was already starting to feel the effects of absorbing too much foreign chakra. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to continue using my Kiseigan without collapsing. Luckily for me, she was also completely exhausted. I simply managed to fight the pain longer than she could."
"Now you know that you can keep going through intense pain if you believe that you can," I told him, "You three should always remember this experience when you think that you can't go on any longer. You should always remember how you pushed yourselves past your limits, and, in the end, you were victorious for doing so. Use this experience to push yourselves further in your training and your advancement to higher ranks, and I know you will succeed."
"Of course I'll always remember this!" Nikko replied, his mouth still full of barbeque, "but we'll still have you to help when it comes to pushing us past our limits in our training!"
Sighing, I realized that I had to break the news to them. Passing the Chunin exam was great for my students, of course, but advancing higher in the ranks was bittersweet for me, as their sensei. "Not exactly," I said to Nikko.
The three shinobi surrounding me gave me confused looks as they finished their last bites of food. "What do you mean?" They asked in unison.
"You're Chunin now," I explained, "Which means that I'm no longer your Sensei. I am merely your comrade as of now, meaning that you can train without me and even get sent on missions without me. It's not my responsibility to watch out for you anymore, since becoming Chunin implies that you have the necessary skills to survive on your own, without being accompanied by an instructor. This also means that you no longer have to call me Kaeda Sensei. You may call me Kaeda, instead."
My former students gazed back at me with bewilderment in their eyes. I could see the gears turning in their heads, as if they were still trying to process what exactly I had said. I almost wanted to believe that I detected a slight hint of sadness in their faces, but I wasn't completely certain of it. Of course, I was feeling a bit gloomy about the fact that I was no longer their Sensei, but I didn't, by any means, want them to feel that way after their incredible achievements. Nikko, who had finally finished chewing the enormous bite of pork that he had stuffed in his mouth minutes before, gulped down his food and finally said in a hushed voice, "Not our Sensei anymore, huh…"
"I didn't know that being promoted meant losing you as our instructor," Toshiro admitted.
"Yeah," Hana spoke up after dabbing the corners of her mouth with a napkin, "It's going to be strange not having you there to train us anymore."
"Don't worry about it so much," I told them, forcing a smile to reassure them, "You're all such talented shinobi, and I know that you are completely capable of achieving greatness without me walking with you every step of the way. And besides," I continued after noticing that their gazes had fallen into their laps, "just because I'm not your Sensei anymore, that doesn't mean that I won't help you out anytime you have a question or need some advice."
After a moment of silence, Nikko turned to his two teammates and said, "Well, I don't know about you guys," he then turned to me, his eyes now glistening with determination, "but I'm still going to have you train with me, Kaeda Sensei. I've learned too much from you to just stop now and try figuring everything out on my own. Besides, it feels too weird to say Kaeda without the Sensei."
Hana and Toshiro laughed in agreement, and I joined them, acknowledging that it would have been somewhat strange having my former students referring to me by my first name only, especially since they had always called me Kaeda Sensei since the day that I met them. I had to admit that I was actually relieved that Nikko had said he wanted me to continue training him, because, though I never would have said it myself, I was going to miss the three of them. I had spent nearly every day with them for months, and in that time I had grown somewhat attached to them. Through tough missions, laid-back hangouts, and everything in between, I had formed special bonds with each of them. They were, in a sense, my family, and, though I would have pushed all emotion aside to do it, I didn't want to say goodbye to them.
Nikko slammed his hands on the table, lifted himself into a standing position, and then leaned across the table to situate his face mere inches from my own. His big, goofy grin had found its way back onto his lips, and his brown eyes had regained the sparkle that they had held minutes before as he stared into my own. "What do you say," he asked, his voice so loud that I nearly flinched in surprise, "Will you continue being our sensei?"
Hana and Toshiro were also smiling in my direction, as if urging me to agree. I didn't even have to think about it. I smiled at them before answering, "I would be honored to be your sensei."
When I had finally returned to my apartment for the night, I found Kakashi already snuggled into my bed, reading one of his Icha Icha books, his mask and headband already discarded into a pile on the floor. I laughed at the sight—he looked just like a little kid all tucked into bed while reading himself a bedtime story. He turned his head to face me as I walked into the room, offering a kind smile in my direction. "How did it go?" He asked, closing his book and setting it on the bedside table.
"It was great," I answered as I wasted no time in changing into something more comfortable, not even bothering to steal into the bathroom at this point, "They asked me to continue training them."
"Uh huh," Kakashi mumbled, "Have I told you that you have a really nice ass?"
I should have known.
Gasping at his little comment, I threw my dirty clothes into Kakashi's face to distract him before immediately pouncing on top of him and pinning his arms down at his sides. I could already feel my cheeks beginning to burn. Kakashi quickly burst into hysterics, enjoying my embarrassment much more than I would have liked. I removed my clothes from his face to glare into his mismatched eyes. "You weren't even listening to me, you little perv!"
"Oh, relax," Kakashi struggled to speak through his laughter, "It was a compliment!"
"No more reading Icha Icha books before bed," I told him.
"Aw," Kakashi pouted, "but you know how much I like reading them!"
"They make you even more perverted than you already are," I argued.
After a moment, a confident smirk made its way onto Kakashi's lips, stretching across his face in a sort of sinister fashion that told me that he was up to something. Before I could inquire about his motives, however, Kakashi shut me up by lifting his head to capture my lips in an electrifying kiss. I tried for a moment to resist, but the feeling of his lips against mine felt too incredible to deny. I let myself relax into him, resting my weight against his body as I released my grip on his wrists to gently tangle in his silvery hair.
Once Kakashi had felt me give in, he skillfully flipped me over so that he was now in the dominant position, using his left arm to support his weight while his right hand caressed the back of my neck. He gently nibbled on my bottom lip, and I immediately responded by parting my lips to search for his tongue with my own. When our tongues met and tangled together, I sighed into Kakashi's mouth as my nerves began firing signals of pleasure to every inch of my body. Kakashi increased the pressure with which his hand held my neck, pulling me into him with a hint of urgency.
He then separated his lips from mine, and I immediately groaned in frustration, earning me a satisfied smirk from Kakashi. He then began slowly, yet passionately kissing and flicking his tongue up my jaw and then pausing at my neck. I gripped at his shirtless back with my fingers, nearly scratching his skin as a burst of shivers shot down my spine and continued to the tips of my fingers and my toes. Biting my bottom lip, I fought back the urge to whimper as every little touch made my heart beat faster and sent my mind into a frenzy. That urge became a bit too strong for me to stifle, however, when Kakashi gently bit my earlobe and breathed his hot breath against my very responsive skin. I allowed a tiny cry escape my lips, and I could immediately feel Kakashi's smirk growing against my neck.
"Alright," I breathed, tangling my hands into Kakashi's hair as he continued kissing and nibbling my neck, "You can read Icha Icha before bed."
Kakashi pulled away to face me, exposing his devilish grin and gleaming black and red eyes. "That's what I thought," was all he said before dipping down to capture my lips once again.