Disclaimer: I myself, in no way, shape, or form own the Naruto series.
You also don't want to read this if you are homophobic because this story is centered around Male/Male lovin'.
Genma slowly began to wake up; his dark colored eyes fluttering open for a moment to glance at the clock, only to be blinded by the sun coming through the only window in Hayate's room. If he focused on the clock instead of the rays of sunshine filtering through the room he could make out 9:20. Damn, it felt so good too sleep in. Closing his eyes once more, he smiled to himself as he realized it was November 3rd; Hayate's birthday.
Shifting his attention to the dark haired Jounin beside him he watched as his lover also began to wake up. Hayate subconsciously rolled over, turning his back to the window and his face to Genma. After a few minutes his chocolate brown eyes opened, glazed over with sleep, before focusing on Genma and his eyes slipped shut as he smiled warmly.
Returning the smile, Genma wrapped his arms around Hayate's waist and pulled him close. Leaning in he nuzzled Hayate's neck and pressed his lips to Hayate's ear. "Happy birthday, my love," he whispered gently as Hayate shivered from the warm breath on his ear. Pulling back, Genma crawled out from under the covers. "Wait right there."
Hayate sat up in the bed, coughing occasionally, listening to Genma search ing the house for something. "What are you looking for?" he asked, but Genma didn't reply. Patiently waiting, he soon heard Genma walking back through the hall, but instead of walking back in the room, he poked his head through the door and smiled mischievously. "Close your eyes!" he commanded. Closing his eyes, he heard Genma enter the room, then felt the bed sag a little from the added weight. Genma crawled over to Hayate and sat down beside him.
Pulling a long, thin wooden chest from behind his back, he decided to be a little naughty. "Okay, I want you to think of something long, quiet hard, and you use it by strokes." He smirked as a light blush came to Hayate's face. "Hayate, you pervert!" he exclaimed as he sat the long, thin wooden chest on Hayate's lap. "You're wrong, by the way. Open your eyes."
Opening his eyes, Hayate simply stared at the chest a moment before slowly opening it. Hayate gasped and looked up at Genma with wide eyes. "Seriously?" "Seriously!" "Genma you shouldn't have!" "I wanted to get you something that you would love, as well get some use out of." Hayate's pale fingers reached out and touched the leather handle of the beautiful dark-red Katana he had just received for his birthday.
Climbing out of bed, he grabbed it by the hilt and unsheathed it, placing the dark-red scabbard on the bed. He swung it gracefully several ties as if testing its weight before sheathing it and setting it back down in the chest. He picked up the chest and sat it on the small bedside table and leapt playfully on the bed. Throwing himself at Genma, he gently pressed his lips against the blonde man.
Sighing in content, Genma let himself fall backwards as he pulled Hayate with him to lay in the bed instead of sit on it. After a few more kisses, Genma glanced at the clock again. This time it was 10:00. "Shall we stay in bed?" he asked lazily. "Genma, I don't think I could possibly sleep anymore." "I didn't say anything about sleeping," he said playfully as Hayate pretended to be hurt.
With that, the Katana lay undisturbed on the bedside table while Genma gave Hayate another birthday present, which was slightly different.
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