We're made for each other

"Oh. Yes. Mmm. I-Iruka!"

The pair were so interested in their pleasure that they did not realize that another figure had entered the room. He was a young man with silver hair and with a mask that covered half of his face.

However, the newcomer was not worried. He just stared at the couple as he held up a bag of vegetables and seasonings.

Denying a bit and already disinterested in the scene, he turned around and went to the kitchen. He had to prepare and find the cleaning supplies.

In the room, one of the men didn't notice that the brunette had extended his arm to reach a certain syringe that he had already prepared in advance and, without remorse, he stuck the needle with the liquid in the neck of the other subject. .

Scared, the man pulled away from him, clutching his neck with one hand.

"What the heck! What did you put on me!?"

Iruka, still with the needle in his hand and feeling with satisfaction only said:

"Oh, nothing really important, Mizuki. It is only a sedative powerful enough to take effect in a few minutes."

Increasingly agitated, Mizuki tried to escape from Iruka's clutches without success. He felt more and more lethargic and heavy. He even had a bit of trouble breathing.

"You deserve this, you fucking pig. Don't think I don't know you raped Anko. You fucking bastard!"

With increasingly blurred vision he saw that another man had arrived with knives in hand while he was wearing an apron.

He couldn't say anything, his tongue was heavy and he began to feel very sleepy.

Sighing and rolling his eyes, Kakashi approached Iruka, who was trembling, he didn't know if from anger or emotion, and put his hands on the naked man's shoulders.

"Iruka, love. Don't bother so much, okay? It's over anyway."

Looking at her husband, Iruka smiled and calmed down. Kakashi always had that funny effect on him.

"Kakashi. When did you arrive? And do you already have the ingredients?"

"Yes, love. I have them in the kitchen. Now, do you want to cut his throat in the bathtub or in the kitchen?"

Looking in disgust at the man lying next to him, Iruka got up and went to get his clothes so he could get dressed.

"In the tub, it leaves less dirt and is easier to clean."

When he was ready and with the help of Kakashi they took Mizuki and left him in the shower room. Each with an apron and with butcher knives, they began to cut the unconscious man.

Iruka, with great satisfaction, stuck the knife into Mizuki's neck, causing the blood to come out profusely, it seemed as if a faucet had been opened and the blood was running like water.

And without waiting any longer, he began to cut his throat and began to separate his head from his neck. He had more work to do.

Kakashi began slicing the legs off the joints and separating the meat from the bone.

The work of cutting and removing the good meat from the rest was arduous but at the same time satisfying. It was not the first time they did it and it would not be the last, because they were both happy with it because each found a certain peace, tranquility and satisfaction in ending men who did not deserve to live, although they themselves knew that they were both part of the same garbage.

After the hours and both bloodied and with the flesh separated from the bones and all the shit, they looked at each other and managed to see the love and devotion that both felt for each other. They really were soul mates.

"Iruka." Kakashi said. "Go find bags to hold the meat and other shit. Remember we have to burn all the garbage."

Approaching the white haired one and kissing his cheek, Iruka withdrew to find everything he needed to clean the room. Everything always got dirty after every damn job, but hey!, Iruka wasn't complaining either.

Already when Iruka returned to the room, he saw that Kakashi had already started cleaning the bathroom with water.

With everything clean of blood, he could see Mizuki's bones. He was always impressed that human bones were so delicate and strong at the same time. He made his think they were all damn fragile.

"Honey, this is the good meat. And with this, do we burn it now or tomorrow?" he said, pointing to what was left of Mizuki tucked away in a corner.

"Tomorrow I believe. It's late enough and I'm really hungry."

"It's okay. Tomorrow early then."

Giving a kiss to Iruka's lips he scooped up all the trash that was in his bathroom. The skin, hair, organs, and so on were quite heavy, so he left it in his bathroom.

"Kakashi, can you cut the vegetables, please? I can cut and prepare the meat for the ramen. I'll freeze the rest."

Nodding, they both headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner in comfortable silence.

Human meat, in their opinion, was quite tasty. It had a surprising pork flavor despite being a red meat. The texture was soft, as if it were the best cut of beef and it was perfect for all kinds of preparations. Without a doubt, it was the best meat they had ever had before.

When everything was ready, including the noodles and cooked meat and placing the ramen dishes one in front of the other, they began to eat looking at the unconditional love of both.

Nobody understood them like the other and nobody had ever caused him the sensations that the other provokes in him. They were certainly made for each other.

End.