AN: Phew 28 chapters, over 50,000 words of fic and still going! Hope you are all enjoying this still and thanks for everything who following this fic's progress. I am hoping to update my other fics tonight/tomorrow too :)
Chapter 28
"Ahhhh fuck!" Sasuke grunted as he came down Kakashi's throat, in the hot steamy shower. It was a spacious shower, luxurious as befitted the Hokage. The tiles were cream, the glass steamed. Kakashi's throat ached, felt raw, after being made to deep throat Sasuke. He hadn't attempted the act before, and it felt uncomfortable, but he did what he had to do and tried his best to suppress his gag reflex.
The grip in the silver hair, darkened in its wetness, loosened. Panting, Sasuke finished showering, switched the water off and stepped out. He roughly toweled him self off and wrapped the red one around his waste. Then he reached for a fluffy grey towel and held it in his open arms, beckoning his companion. Kakashi reluctantly stepped out and towards Sasuke's open arms, who wrapped the towel around his pet.
"You know, I bought this towel with you in mind, for when you were tamed. It suits you," he smiled, rubbing it over Kakashi. "Shit, you look good right now. You make me want to take you all over again; but our activities have been so frequent that even I'm spent. And besides, we just cleaned up. But don't worry, my pet, there is always tonight. You will be staying here again."
Kakashi hated that he couldn't refuse. He had always obeyed orders when it came to his profession, but doing so in his personal life was not something he liked.
Once they were dry Kakashi reached for his uniform.
"Oh no Kakashi," Sasuke said. "We aren't dressing just yet. Here, take this." Sasuke tossed one of his own yukata to Kakashi, along with his mask. It was a plain, informal summer yukata for lounging around the home during summer. For a moment the former ANBU just stared at it disbelievingly. Then he repressed a sigh and slipped it over his thin shoulders. Sasuke watched him intensely.
When they entered the kitchen the rest of the team were already there, and had started eating- all except Karin who seemed to have no appetite. Kakashi felt very self-conscious in the yukata, and even more so when Karin shot him one of the harshest glares he had ever experienced; and he had made a huge amount of enemies during his career. Suigetsu still had that annoying grin plastered on his face. Juugo remained neutral, but he glanced at Kakashi every now and again, unused to seeing him in anything but the jonin uniform. He couldn't quite rid himself of the image of Kakashi hidden under Sasuke's rouge sheets, the pale skin contrasting so elegantly.
Kakashi tried to hide his embarrassment and discomfort by taking in the room. It was large, clean and simply furnished. The room had a sleek look to it, with black surfaces and appliances, and dark blue painted walls. From the traditional looking outside, he wouldn't have expected this.
"Well?" Sasuke said as he plonked himself in a chair. Karin jumped to attention and served him some black coffee, juice, fruit, rice and fried eggs. "And Kakashi?" Karin sent the older jonin a look of the deepest contempt before practically slamming down a bowl of rice and a cup of coffee. Sasuke and Juugo ignored her. Suigetsu looked between Kakashi and Karin with unbidden glee. Kakashi tried to pretend he didn't notice, but was clearly uncomfortable with the whole situation. He barely ate, and tried to keep his mask in place during the meal.
When the awkward breakfast was over and they returned to the bedroom, Sasuke once again prevented him from dressing.
"No, you won't be going anywhere today, Kakashi. I like you like this. I want it to be the first thing I see when I get back- which won't be long as I am taking a half day. Now be a good boy and wait for me in bed." He created a shadow clone here, who promptly took a seat. "He'll keep an eye on you while I'm gone, so I'll know if you've been snooping. And I'm sure you can survive without visiting the stone for one day; remember, you are with me and I am very much alive; your previous lover is long gone, he will never return to you."
It took Kakashi a moment to connect what Sasuke was saying, then it hit him; Obito. He still thought he and Obito had been lovers, and was clearly jealous of the dead Uchiha. He mentally sent his apologies to the Uchiha for the lie, hoping Obito was able to rest in his grave despite the bitter feelings from the last Uchiha. He prayed to Kami that Sasuke would never find out about Gai.
With one fierce kiss, biting down hard on Kakashi's bottom lip, the Hokage was gone for now.
"She's here," Karin said in front of Sasuke's door after knocking.
Sakura waited patiently, straining her head around hoping to catch a glimpse of silver hair. She wondered how Kakashi was doing working so closely with their new dictator; after all that's all he would be to her now, he had seized power by force, proclaimed himself the world leader. What else could he be?
And if he was so merciless with their old comrades, with Naruto, he couldn't be easy to work with for Kakashi.
Sakura was also desperate to know what had happened about Yamato-taichou, after her and Kakashi's conversation last night? Had he spoken with Sasuke this morning? However she would have to hold her questions at bay for now and do this Kakashi's way. He had wanted to speak to Sasuke about Yamato alone.
When Sakura had arrived Karin hadn't glared at her in the usual manner. She had seemed- depressed, glum, despairing?- Sakura didn't know the red head well enough to be sure, but she seemed different somehow. She had always been angry and obsessed with Sasuke, but today the look in her eyes was bitter, full of some unspoken resentment. Sakura wondered who it was aimed it.
"Send her in," Sasuke called, his voice bored already. Karin opened the door and let Sakura through. On her way in the pink haired girl met the red head's eyes; they were red and bloodshot- had she been crying? Just what the hell was going on around here?
The door snapped shut, leaving Sakura alone with the man she now hated most in the world. A man she had once loved, would have died to protect. A man she had once tried to kill so she wouldn't have to see him sink lower into darkness. And now the man who had killed the only one who truly loved her... Naruto.
If she could give anything, it would be to turn back and tell Naruto that she loved him; only this time she would mean it. He had been there for here all these years, but she was too stupid, too narrow minded to let him in. She had longed only for Sasuke. That love had been her true downfall.
She couldn't stand herself sometimes; now only that Naruto had been taken from her, did she realise what she had been missing all those years. Naruto.
The blond, hyperactive knuckle-head was the true savior of the world. Her true love. Sasuke was only a pretender.
The Hokage was leaning over a scroll, one hand holding his up, not even sparing his old comrade a glance.
"Well, what do you want?" He demanded, while still reading. "I've not got time to waste so make it quick."
Sakura frowned, before taking a breath and dressing the young ruler. "I need more staff."
"I can send some civilians."
"No, I mean trained medics. I need shinobi apprentices to train. We don't have enough medics to fully help the war survivors."
"You are prioritising the children, yes?"
"Of course, just as you instructed."
"Then who cares about the rest? You may go."
Sasuke still hadn't bothered to look up. Sakura felt shock rooting her to the ground.
"What...?"
"I said you can leave."
"But I... Sasuke the alder victims need help too."
Sasuke snorted. "Victims?" Now he finally met her gaze with a cold stare. "I believe all of those shinobi willingly took part in war. Just as they had all the wars before that. Why should I dedicate my resources to help save the lives of blood-thirsty murderers, rapists, looters and the butchers of children?"
Sakura was speechless for a moment. Sasuke was glaring at her, his hands clenched, clearly becoming passionate in his growing argument.
"Sasuke... not all shinobi were like that... what about the ones who were honorable, who were just following orders?"
"No shinobi of the leaf were honorable!" Sasuke crushed the scroll on his hands. He looked almost deranged for a moment. Sakura felt it best to approach this from a different angle.
"What about the civilians I can't save?" Sakura asked calmly. "What about the future generations we won't be able to save because we didn't act now by training the new generation."
Sasuke thought about this, calming down. "We are in a time of peace. My reign of peace. We won't need all these medics you speak of."
"Sasuke you can't guarantee that. You know as well as I do there will always be those who try to destroy peace. We should all do our best to ensure they are fully prepared, at least in the arts of healing, starting right now. Let's just hope they are never needed for another war."
Sasuke paused. "Fine. You present a strong argument. Too bad you never had any use when we were in Team 7." Sakura's breath hitched in irritation. Why could he never just admit when she had done well. He always had to be spiteful. "You may speak with the chunin and select some promising candidates to apprentice."
"Iruka-sensei."
"What?"
"His name is Iruka-sensei. You can at least call him by his name and show him some respect."
"He hasn't earned it."
Sakura sighed. She knew she wouldn't win any further arguments here.
"Oh, where is Kakashi?" she asked, as she turned to leave. "If it's OK I'd like to see him before I go."
"Kakashi," Sasuke said iceily. "You call him by his name? Do you do this to his face?"
Sakura smirked at the pissed look on Sasuke's face. For some reason her familiarity with Kakashi unnerved him. "I earned his respect, and we are friends. We respect each other."
There was a hidden accusation there and Sasuke scoffed, laughing at her stupidity. He knew what message lay behind her words; respect work both ways. The girl truly was pathetic, spouting out useless moralities just like Naruto. And look where that got him.
"Kakashi isn't here today." Was all he said.
Sakura looked surprised. Was this something to do with Yamato? "Is he sick?"
"You may go now," Sasuke sighed with impatience. "I also want to be gone from here, and I have much to do; I don't have any more time to waste talking to you. You are a medic and nothing more, you are not worth my time. You weren't back in Team 7, and you aren't now."
With that Sakura bowed and left the room, disgruntled at Sasuke's rudeness yet again. He always underestimated her, seeing her as a useless burden, an idiotic, emotional girl, or just someone with healing jutsu to be tolerated and nothing more.
Karin was sniffing as she left, her eyes still sore, but Sakura ignored her and stormed from the buidling, walking in the direction of Kakashi's apartment to see him. She had to find out why he wasn't at work, and if this related to Yamato in any way. She had to know.
"One day, Sasuke," Sakura whipsered to herself. "One day you will regret underestimating me. One day you'll finally have to respect me."
