kiwipie
by; Gabriel-Aria
*Note: This fic is AL, which means, Asexual Love (something I made up, not the pref, but the type of fic). Meaning in which, one member of a pairing is Asexual and doesn't feel sexually attrached to the other, the said person loves other for who they are. It might sound complicated, but..it makes sense to me...go figure.*
pairing; Kakashi/Iruka
***
Iruka was sitting, normally he'd be grading papers and the like but recently... He'd gotten into
the habit of waiting for Kakashi his... 'friend' to show up, make out for a bit, Kakashi would try
to lead him into bed for some 'fun' playing hide'n'seek under covers (he'd refuse), then
Kakashi would excuse himself to the bathroom for some private time with Icha Icha, come
out and snuggle up on the couch together for a while.
Pretty interesting evenings Iruka would admit. Even the days had gotten habitual with seeing
the silver haired man.
Did Iruka ever want to touch the man sexually?
No. Not once. But... why couldn't he?
Did he love him to much to want to?
Does that even make the slightest bit of sense?
No... Not really.
Hence his predicament. Hand on a forehead, elbow upon the table coffee forgotten hours
ago. He was reading in his lap a book on a certain subject.
One that made his stomach churn like fruit in a blender.
Sex, and it's joys for the world.
If he were scrooge he'd say 'bahhumbug!', but that being the case he chose to study
instead.
Oh did he hate it, but being the type of man he was, he'd continue, read something, come
close to a breakdown not understanding, and wet his forefinger moving onto the next page.
Even to himself he was acting a bit too much.
"...Ahh, well, well---Iruki! Reading dirty books!" Kakashi grinned under his pulled over mouth
turtleneck sweater.
Iruka slammed the book shut, eyes pinned to the floor in front of him. "...Kakai...I-I..." He
looked up and frowned to the grinning man. "...I can't believe you'd sneak up on me!" He
pushed the chair away (hitting Kakashi in the process) and walked to the couch, crossing his
legs and then his arms pouting in mock hurt.
"Aww...baby you know I don't mean it! It's just in my nature you know.." Kakashi made
himself comfortable on the couch with Iruka. "..You know I love to make you mad." A pale
hand made it's way to Iruka's cheek, stroking it gently. "..Will you ever forgive a stupid dobe
like me?"
Hmm... Sasuke was rubbing off on Kakashi it would seem.
The book teacher looked to the field teacher and smiled. "Of course... It's just..next time
make some noise hmm?" He leaned onto the offered shoulder, and pale strong arms
wrapped about him, the lips once covered by cloth covered the warm brown hair atop his
hair. A mumble in reply was all the answer he got.
But would Kakashi be so charming if he didn't do the things he did?
Nah. Wouldn't be.
"...Iruki? Care to tell me why you had a highschool textbook?"
Iruka shook his head, being stubborn.
"..Humph. Fine. Might as well... just leave... since I'm not wanted.." He looked away, hoping the younger man would take the bait.
"...No. Kakashi... I wont tell you why. Not now okay?" His voice sounded oddly tired and
worn, like he'd walked quite a distance to find a way home. How mono, and very sexy.
'I am one horny bastard' Kakashi shook his head, inwardly laughing at his inner confessions.
Iruka knew he was horny, so it wasn't actually a confession, just stating the fact in one's own
mind.
Kakashi often thought that way.
"...Hmm... Well, what to do... Perfect night outside---the tides out, full moon and the man I love in my arms. What *to* do..." His voice was a sing-song tone, light and cheerful.
Too bad Iruka felt a bit moody, he was all day today.
"..Kakai... ! I'm too tired right now..I'm got a stack of papers--!" White lips pressed themselves onto his, warm and inviting.
How homey.
Kakashi places skilled nimble fingers behind a brown headed man's knowledge, holding him closer, trying to be part of him. Iruka had no complaints, his on fingers making themselves busy messing about the silver mop of hair.
Not like Kakashi cared anyways. Iruka and Kakashi atop the couch, Iruka fell back taking his role of uke quite nicely and Kakashi... ? Well, he did always liked to see him like this, eyes foggy with a sweet smile and ruffled hair.
Oh yeah, tonight was the night. Kakashi would finally taste that man under his seme powers.
Lowering himself on top of the younger man he smiled sweetly as he could trying to hide the lust in his seen eye. "So pretty... Did you know that Iruki? You're just...perfect. Just right for me." Iruka smiled, at least someone wanted him and his messed up mind. Kakashi assaulted his mouth again with gusto savoring the man would willing ly let him take so much control over him.
His turtleneck lay forgotten on the floor, while Iruka was still intact, Kakashi also had his tent pitched up, and Iruka hadn't even found a campsite yet! Was something wrong with this picture?
"...Iruki...will...it be tonight?" He asked with a tiny bit of hope in his voice.
Iruka pushed Kakashi onto the floor and looked away, standing to touch the old marble hearth, the fire dancing, entrancing and outlining him heavenly. Kakashi stood up, and frowned. "Iruka...what the hell? I can make out with you...but–why not? We've been together..since..well–I met you! Why can't you give up that little scared virgin act and join adults??" He was practicaly screaming, why wouldn't Iruka let him? They could be together! He did love him after all and respected his wishes for time, but a man has hormones to take care of! Iruka turned to face him.
"..I–I Kakashi! I can't! Just give me more time alright? Please...?" He wrapped his arms about himself.
Kakashi snorted. "More time? I've given you all the time it would take anyone else! What's the deal? Don't like me? Are you a fuckin' priest or something? Tell me what the hell's going on!" He stalked over to Iruka, and gripped his wrist, making Iruka's saddened confused eyes meet his angry distant eyes.
"...So what?"
Iruka's brows furrowed with new anger. Why should Kakashi push him so? It was his choice!
"Huh?" Real smart reply scarecrow.
"So what I don't want to have sex now? Why should you care?? Once you do–you'll–you'll find another! It's easy for you! Stick your hand in pants and don't care what you find!"
Iruka wrenched his wrist from Kakashi's grip. Kakashi looked taken back, no one ever said anything to him like that! Sure, most knew of his bi-ness and didn't care.
Why did Iruka seem so angry?
He stepped and embraced the steamed one from behind.
"..I wouldn't...I promise."
Iruka didn't look at him.
"..Yes you would...You've got looks, faire...what do I have? Nothing really..." His eyes found their way to the carpet.
"I wouldn't! Your just the one for me!"
"No! Kakashi! Don't try to change my mind..!" He broke free from the embrace, facing the light haired man.
"You'd leave me when a chick walked by and her skirt rode up! You'd be in her bed faster than–Naruto to a Ramen Bar!"
Kakashi was seriously pissed right now. How dare he say those things!
"Fine! Whatever! I'm outta here you—bitchy little asswipe!"
Kakashi 'poofed', and the room was empty, and Iruka sat down on the couch, picking up the forgotten shirt worn by that..man. Tears were rising to his eyes. Why didn't Kakashi understand?
Outside ontop the roof the same man wondered the same thing...
***
TBC...
[the next chapters will probably be alot more..vague on what Iruka and Kakashi will be doing...more than likely weird things..like they have a convo while eating kiwi's at Iruka's house...yeah..]
by; Gabriel-Aria
*Note: This fic is AL, which means, Asexual Love (something I made up, not the pref, but the type of fic). Meaning in which, one member of a pairing is Asexual and doesn't feel sexually attrached to the other, the said person loves other for who they are. It might sound complicated, but..it makes sense to me...go figure.*
pairing; Kakashi/Iruka
***
Iruka was sitting, normally he'd be grading papers and the like but recently... He'd gotten into
the habit of waiting for Kakashi his... 'friend' to show up, make out for a bit, Kakashi would try
to lead him into bed for some 'fun' playing hide'n'seek under covers (he'd refuse), then
Kakashi would excuse himself to the bathroom for some private time with Icha Icha, come
out and snuggle up on the couch together for a while.
Pretty interesting evenings Iruka would admit. Even the days had gotten habitual with seeing
the silver haired man.
Did Iruka ever want to touch the man sexually?
No. Not once. But... why couldn't he?
Did he love him to much to want to?
Does that even make the slightest bit of sense?
No... Not really.
Hence his predicament. Hand on a forehead, elbow upon the table coffee forgotten hours
ago. He was reading in his lap a book on a certain subject.
One that made his stomach churn like fruit in a blender.
Sex, and it's joys for the world.
If he were scrooge he'd say 'bahhumbug!', but that being the case he chose to study
instead.
Oh did he hate it, but being the type of man he was, he'd continue, read something, come
close to a breakdown not understanding, and wet his forefinger moving onto the next page.
Even to himself he was acting a bit too much.
"...Ahh, well, well---Iruki! Reading dirty books!" Kakashi grinned under his pulled over mouth
turtleneck sweater.
Iruka slammed the book shut, eyes pinned to the floor in front of him. "...Kakai...I-I..." He
looked up and frowned to the grinning man. "...I can't believe you'd sneak up on me!" He
pushed the chair away (hitting Kakashi in the process) and walked to the couch, crossing his
legs and then his arms pouting in mock hurt.
"Aww...baby you know I don't mean it! It's just in my nature you know.." Kakashi made
himself comfortable on the couch with Iruka. "..You know I love to make you mad." A pale
hand made it's way to Iruka's cheek, stroking it gently. "..Will you ever forgive a stupid dobe
like me?"
Hmm... Sasuke was rubbing off on Kakashi it would seem.
The book teacher looked to the field teacher and smiled. "Of course... It's just..next time
make some noise hmm?" He leaned onto the offered shoulder, and pale strong arms
wrapped about him, the lips once covered by cloth covered the warm brown hair atop his
hair. A mumble in reply was all the answer he got.
But would Kakashi be so charming if he didn't do the things he did?
Nah. Wouldn't be.
"...Iruki? Care to tell me why you had a highschool textbook?"
Iruka shook his head, being stubborn.
"..Humph. Fine. Might as well... just leave... since I'm not wanted.." He looked away, hoping the younger man would take the bait.
"...No. Kakashi... I wont tell you why. Not now okay?" His voice sounded oddly tired and
worn, like he'd walked quite a distance to find a way home. How mono, and very sexy.
'I am one horny bastard' Kakashi shook his head, inwardly laughing at his inner confessions.
Iruka knew he was horny, so it wasn't actually a confession, just stating the fact in one's own
mind.
Kakashi often thought that way.
"...Hmm... Well, what to do... Perfect night outside---the tides out, full moon and the man I love in my arms. What *to* do..." His voice was a sing-song tone, light and cheerful.
Too bad Iruka felt a bit moody, he was all day today.
"..Kakai... ! I'm too tired right now..I'm got a stack of papers--!" White lips pressed themselves onto his, warm and inviting.
How homey.
Kakashi places skilled nimble fingers behind a brown headed man's knowledge, holding him closer, trying to be part of him. Iruka had no complaints, his on fingers making themselves busy messing about the silver mop of hair.
Not like Kakashi cared anyways. Iruka and Kakashi atop the couch, Iruka fell back taking his role of uke quite nicely and Kakashi... ? Well, he did always liked to see him like this, eyes foggy with a sweet smile and ruffled hair.
Oh yeah, tonight was the night. Kakashi would finally taste that man under his seme powers.
Lowering himself on top of the younger man he smiled sweetly as he could trying to hide the lust in his seen eye. "So pretty... Did you know that Iruki? You're just...perfect. Just right for me." Iruka smiled, at least someone wanted him and his messed up mind. Kakashi assaulted his mouth again with gusto savoring the man would willing ly let him take so much control over him.
His turtleneck lay forgotten on the floor, while Iruka was still intact, Kakashi also had his tent pitched up, and Iruka hadn't even found a campsite yet! Was something wrong with this picture?
"...Iruki...will...it be tonight?" He asked with a tiny bit of hope in his voice.
Iruka pushed Kakashi onto the floor and looked away, standing to touch the old marble hearth, the fire dancing, entrancing and outlining him heavenly. Kakashi stood up, and frowned. "Iruka...what the hell? I can make out with you...but–why not? We've been together..since..well–I met you! Why can't you give up that little scared virgin act and join adults??" He was practicaly screaming, why wouldn't Iruka let him? They could be together! He did love him after all and respected his wishes for time, but a man has hormones to take care of! Iruka turned to face him.
"..I–I Kakashi! I can't! Just give me more time alright? Please...?" He wrapped his arms about himself.
Kakashi snorted. "More time? I've given you all the time it would take anyone else! What's the deal? Don't like me? Are you a fuckin' priest or something? Tell me what the hell's going on!" He stalked over to Iruka, and gripped his wrist, making Iruka's saddened confused eyes meet his angry distant eyes.
"...So what?"
Iruka's brows furrowed with new anger. Why should Kakashi push him so? It was his choice!
"Huh?" Real smart reply scarecrow.
"So what I don't want to have sex now? Why should you care?? Once you do–you'll–you'll find another! It's easy for you! Stick your hand in pants and don't care what you find!"
Iruka wrenched his wrist from Kakashi's grip. Kakashi looked taken back, no one ever said anything to him like that! Sure, most knew of his bi-ness and didn't care.
Why did Iruka seem so angry?
He stepped and embraced the steamed one from behind.
"..I wouldn't...I promise."
Iruka didn't look at him.
"..Yes you would...You've got looks, faire...what do I have? Nothing really..." His eyes found their way to the carpet.
"I wouldn't! Your just the one for me!"
"No! Kakashi! Don't try to change my mind..!" He broke free from the embrace, facing the light haired man.
"You'd leave me when a chick walked by and her skirt rode up! You'd be in her bed faster than–Naruto to a Ramen Bar!"
Kakashi was seriously pissed right now. How dare he say those things!
"Fine! Whatever! I'm outta here you—bitchy little asswipe!"
Kakashi 'poofed', and the room was empty, and Iruka sat down on the couch, picking up the forgotten shirt worn by that..man. Tears were rising to his eyes. Why didn't Kakashi understand?
Outside ontop the roof the same man wondered the same thing...
***
TBC...
[the next chapters will probably be alot more..vague on what Iruka and Kakashi will be doing...more than likely weird things..like they have a convo while eating kiwi's at Iruka's house...yeah..]