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Note: This is a Kakashi x Kurenai fic.
Ame no Kioku: 10:30 pm
-hajime
"I'll be there! I'll be there damn it!"
Hatake Kakashi walked unwillingly down the stairs and towards the door, wearing his gray pajamas, which was decorated by Konoha symbols everywhere.
Who the hell could be disturbing him at 10:30 pm?
Earlier that day, the silver-haired jounin had thought of finally relaxing when he reaches home. He would toss his mask, his forehead protector and his jounin vest at one side of the couch and switch the TV on, watching anything that he would enjoy. He was also planning on sleeping early since it was raining and everybody knows how deep one's sleep would be if it was raining. Maybe catching a few perverted dreams would make this night the most memorable of all.
It would be perfect.
But no. Somebody had to knock on his door and wake him up on 10:30! Why is life so unfair?
The jounin opened the door and gasped at the familiar figure.
"Yuuhi?!"
Kurenai was there, face cast down, whole physique drenched in the pouring rain. She looked up, only to reveal her blood shot eyes. But she did not speak.
The rain pelted heavier on the rooftops.
"Kurenai...what happened? ...here?"
"We... broke up...I...I can't possibly turn to my students...can I?
Kakashi was about to open his mouth to interrogate her more when he heard a few murmuring noises from the lady occupying the house across his.
"...what is a jounin doing, not letting a lady in when she's out and soaked in rain water..."
Sighing, he opened his door wider and motioned his fellow teacher to come in. Right before he closed the door, he heard another line, coming from the neighbor on his left.
"...hentai...taking advantage of an emotionally unstable woman..."
He sighed again as he made a mental note. No one can please everyone.
The male instructor sat on the couch, beside Kurenai.
"So...uh..."
"..."
"You wanna talk ...or something..."
Kurenai eyed the man, orbs blazing furiously. Can't he say anything else? Can't he see how wretched she was? Come on, Hatake!
The older jounin looked, confused. What did he do?
Then, Kurenai rolled her eyes. Screw Kakashi! Why did she go to his place anyway?!
She stood up. The lady was about to turn and leave Kakashi with his prized peace when a hand grabbed her forearm and forced her to stay.
"Anou na...you are a jounin but I still won't allow you to walk along the streets of Konoha under the very, very heavy rainfall." The silver-haired jounin himself was surprised at how he said that so casually. What made him say that? And does he really think that Kurenai will listen?
Kurenai sat again, closer to Kakashi than she ever had. She leaned on him, seeking comfort.
Kakashi did not flinch. She needed comfort and if he can't give it to her straightforwardly, he should at least be flexible enough to let her cry her heart out on his shoulder. A proper gentleman should not turn a lady down. Not when the lady is in her twenties, has silky black hair, has long slender legs, has rounded hips...and especially not when the lady is a fellow jounin who could kick some serious butt.
Silence.
Kurenai is...wet. No, no. She IS a jounin, Kakashi reminded himself.
After successfully containing all his perverted thoughts to himself, the Copy Ninja tried to start a decent conversation.
"Do you want to talk or am I just supposed to leave you alone?"
"..."
"Listen, Kurenai. I've never been in this kind of situation before so I'm not so sure of what to do. Do you want me to call Gai?"
The ruby-eyed teacher shook her head sternly.
"Don't. Gai will kill Asuma if he finds out."
"...okay...so you're going to talk..."
"Not."
Kakashi stared at her and yawned. So much for 'look underneath the underneath'.
"...so...what are we going to do then?"
Kurenai sighed. "...I don't know. What would you be doing?"
The masked one shot an eye on her. "Sleeping."
"Oh."
"I guess that means I'll go back to sleep then.
Kakashi headed back to his room but after a few minutes, he returned with a few pieces of cloth in his hand.
"Change. Shower's upstairs. You'll catch a cold if you stay in those clothes."
The woman blinked.
"Don't worry. They're clean."
The two walked up the stairs, Kurenai entering a certain room while Kakashi entered another one.
Kurenai took her clothes off and after a quick shower; she came out of the small room wearing Kakashi's shirt. No pants.
Well, it really didn't matter since the shirt was almost reaching her knees. As long as she didn't kick so high, her body was safe from being gawked and ogled at.
Yes, she did not have any undergarment but she wasn't scared. Sure, Kakashi enjoyed hentai. In fact, he reads it all the time but everybody is well aware that Kakashi would NEVER touch a female without her consent. He was quite a pervert, but he isn't THAT perverted to touch a reluctant female.
Kurenai stood before a door.
"Warning!"
Then, she raised a brow as she read more of the sign that was written in red, medium-sized letters.
"There is an incredibly gorgeous bishounen behind this door. Enter at your own risk. You have been warned."
She wanted to laugh but instead, she smiled.
Kakashi had always been an excellent fighter, a great teacher, a very good friend yet he was also considered as one of the silliest jounins ever to exist in Konoha sometimes.
Hatake Kakashi...
Why didn't she fall for him? He had the brains, ha had the looks and he had the talent.
Why?
Why, in all Konoha, pick a chain smoker?
Kurenai started sobbing when she shook her head.
No. She was going to forget about that Asuma even if it's the last thing she does.
Before she noticed, she already opened the door and walked in stealthily.
Kakashi was there, lying flat on his back, an arm on his side while the other was draped across his face, covering both his eyes
Woah. There was no mask obscuring the view. And it made Kurenai more curious than ever.
She moved closer to gawk at his physique.
Wow. The face was completely flawless, save for the scar that ran from his eyes down his cheek. He was rather...beautiful.
The young man stirred and Kurenai unconsciously stepped backwards, waking the slumbering shinobi.
"Eh? Yuuhi-kun? What---oh." With all his jounin-like speed, he tried to grab his mask from a near desk. Too bad the other jounin was able to snatch the mask even before his hand laid a single finger on it.
Kakashi did not know what to do. Will he use his hands to cover his face? No, that would be foolish. His face was already seen and there was no way Kurenai would just forget how he looked like without his 'barrier'. It would be futile to put the mask back on.
Deep in his own thoughts, he didn't notice the Kurenai moving closer. Then, his eyes widened.
Kurenai buried her face on the nape of Kakashi's neck, clutching tightly at the back of his shirt.
She started sobbing again and if he didn't do anything...deep shit.
He looked at her.
Here she was, her body pressed against his, yet he still couldn't believe that he was holding her. Until a while ago, the only man that was allowed to hold her like this was Asuma. Sarutobi Asuma. That Asuma who doesn't seem to know how precious Kurenai was. That Asuma who had taken Kurenai's feelings for granted for a single one-night stand.
Kakashi sighed.
Thinking was never a good friend of his. Especially if some untamed emotions ruled all his thoughts.
That was how it has always been, right?
Regret your actions when everything is over.
Perhaps it will also be the same with him too.
He reached for her face...only to find himself running his tongue on her lower lip in demand for entrance.
Asuma...
And she yielded.
Hands roamed everywhere, stripping each other's clothes off as tongues battled fiercely for dominance.
Suddenly, it hit him.
Kakashi pulled away, swinging his legs on one side of the bed. Then, he stood up. Kurenai raised a brow.
He picked his shirt up and walked silently towards the door.
"Kakashi!"
He did not speak. He just tried to turn the doorknob.
Freeze.
Arms wrapped around his slim waist.
"If this was over, will you regret this, Kurenai? Will you blame it on me or blame it on yourself?"
"..."
Kakashi sighed.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Are you?"
"Stop it."
"Stop what?"
The young man turned, glaring as he pinned Kurenai with her back against the wall, his Sharingan blazing a fiery red. Kakashi narrowed his eyes. A second though crossed his mind and he shook his head.
"...just...go to sleep. Use my bed." With that, Hatake Kakashi exited the room.
Five minutes and he was in the shower room, washing away everything that stained his of Kurenai.
His naked body just stood still as his mind drifted from topic to topic. How is his students? Is Naruto still in Ichiraku this late? Is Sakura asleep already? Did Sasuke use his free time to relax instead of training himself? Wait, how is Iruka? Is the new batch form the ninja academy good? How about Gai? Is he with Lee, training him in whatever advanced taijutsu technique he knows?
Alas, he ran out of thoughts and questions.
Kakashi stared at the window that was just a few centimeters above his head.
It was still raining outside.
He looked at his hands and studied how their usual color changed.
He smiled.
Funny. It was just then that he noticed how hot the water pelting against his skin was. He could almost feel his blood boil from the very high temperature.
The young jounin reached out to turn a certain handle carefully. The water temperature came out right. Lukewarm was the way he liked it.
He breathed deeply.
Then, he heard a sound.
Kakashi eyed the shower room, his gaze nearly piercing through the divider.
Silence.
He was a split second away from tearing the divider into two when it just...opened, revealing the culprit that disturbed Kakashi's peace of mind.
"Kurenai."
She stepped in, undressed as she was in front of Kakashi earlier before. They just stared.
The male jounin inched closer.
"What do you want?"
Kakashi pinned her with her back against the wall, a fist near her neck while his other hand was just a few millimeters away from her ribs.
Kurenai lifted an arm and placed it above Kakashi's, making sure that her fingers would be able to caress the young man's cheek.
"...I just want to forget..."
He sighed inwardly. He would touch her once...just once... once is enough... and then...
...come what may.
Kakashi pressed their bodies together, placing his thigh between hers so that it rubbed, giving them a feeling so sensual that—
She heard herself moan as she felt foreign objects slid inside her entrance. There was just something about them that made her feel comfortable...something that assured her that Kakashi would be gentle...
A few more moments and she started panting, panting just as hard as he was.
Kakashi proceeded on with his next moves, thinking out his plan carefully.
He did prep Kurenai. Too bad it wasn't enough to let his shaft thrust through without causing so much sting on the female's part.
She shut her eyes closed. Painful, it was, but only at first. Just as Kakashi has said earlier.
"...bite...when it hurts..."She could hear his husky voice clearly, probably because it was the only sound that reached her ears despite the constant pelting of rain on rooftops.
He pounded on her until she spilled her essence on him. Then, she grew exhausted. Luckily, Kakashi was there to keep her from collapsing on the floor.
The responsible jounin washed both their bodies before carrying Kurenai back to his bed.
She slept.
The alarm clock goes off.
Kurenai opened her eyes, yawned and blinked.
"Kakashi?"
She turned to her side, expecting to see the silver-haired jounin beside her.
But to her dismay, he wasn't there.
The lady sat up and held her head in a hand. And realized that she was in her own room.
...yume...ka...
12:45 in the afternoon and lunch break was over. All the genins and jounins began to scamper off to their rightful training place.
"Kakashi!"
The male instructor faced Kurenai with his 'innocent' look plastered all over his face.
"Hmm?" He raised his brows.
"...I had a dream last night..."
"And?"
"...you were—"
Just when she was about to tell him what happened, she was cut but Naruto's obnoxious voice.
"Kakashi-sensei!" The blond waved.
The masked jounin waved back. Then turned to Kurenai again.
"Gomen, ne? Kurenai-chan, my students are quite hyper about today's training. Perhaps we can talk tomorrow?"
Kurenai shook her head.
"No. It's okay. It's not that important."
And their paths separated.
10:30 pm. Kakashi's residence was quiet.
The jounin pulled out his pajamas from his drawer and began stripping his clothes off, starting with his vest and shirt.
He stopped, turning to a full-length mirror for an inspection.
Kakashi touched his collarbone. A faint smile graced his lips.
Her bite still stings.
-owari
Note: This is a Kakashi x Kurenai fic.
Ame no Kioku: 10:30 pm
-hajime
"I'll be there! I'll be there damn it!"
Hatake Kakashi walked unwillingly down the stairs and towards the door, wearing his gray pajamas, which was decorated by Konoha symbols everywhere.
Who the hell could be disturbing him at 10:30 pm?
Earlier that day, the silver-haired jounin had thought of finally relaxing when he reaches home. He would toss his mask, his forehead protector and his jounin vest at one side of the couch and switch the TV on, watching anything that he would enjoy. He was also planning on sleeping early since it was raining and everybody knows how deep one's sleep would be if it was raining. Maybe catching a few perverted dreams would make this night the most memorable of all.
It would be perfect.
But no. Somebody had to knock on his door and wake him up on 10:30! Why is life so unfair?
The jounin opened the door and gasped at the familiar figure.
"Yuuhi?!"
Kurenai was there, face cast down, whole physique drenched in the pouring rain. She looked up, only to reveal her blood shot eyes. But she did not speak.
The rain pelted heavier on the rooftops.
"Kurenai...what happened? ...here?"
"We... broke up...I...I can't possibly turn to my students...can I?
Kakashi was about to open his mouth to interrogate her more when he heard a few murmuring noises from the lady occupying the house across his.
"...what is a jounin doing, not letting a lady in when she's out and soaked in rain water..."
Sighing, he opened his door wider and motioned his fellow teacher to come in. Right before he closed the door, he heard another line, coming from the neighbor on his left.
"...hentai...taking advantage of an emotionally unstable woman..."
He sighed again as he made a mental note. No one can please everyone.
The male instructor sat on the couch, beside Kurenai.
"So...uh..."
"..."
"You wanna talk ...or something..."
Kurenai eyed the man, orbs blazing furiously. Can't he say anything else? Can't he see how wretched she was? Come on, Hatake!
The older jounin looked, confused. What did he do?
Then, Kurenai rolled her eyes. Screw Kakashi! Why did she go to his place anyway?!
She stood up. The lady was about to turn and leave Kakashi with his prized peace when a hand grabbed her forearm and forced her to stay.
"Anou na...you are a jounin but I still won't allow you to walk along the streets of Konoha under the very, very heavy rainfall." The silver-haired jounin himself was surprised at how he said that so casually. What made him say that? And does he really think that Kurenai will listen?
Kurenai sat again, closer to Kakashi than she ever had. She leaned on him, seeking comfort.
Kakashi did not flinch. She needed comfort and if he can't give it to her straightforwardly, he should at least be flexible enough to let her cry her heart out on his shoulder. A proper gentleman should not turn a lady down. Not when the lady is in her twenties, has silky black hair, has long slender legs, has rounded hips...and especially not when the lady is a fellow jounin who could kick some serious butt.
Silence.
Kurenai is...wet. No, no. She IS a jounin, Kakashi reminded himself.
After successfully containing all his perverted thoughts to himself, the Copy Ninja tried to start a decent conversation.
"Do you want to talk or am I just supposed to leave you alone?"
"..."
"Listen, Kurenai. I've never been in this kind of situation before so I'm not so sure of what to do. Do you want me to call Gai?"
The ruby-eyed teacher shook her head sternly.
"Don't. Gai will kill Asuma if he finds out."
"...okay...so you're going to talk..."
"Not."
Kakashi stared at her and yawned. So much for 'look underneath the underneath'.
"...so...what are we going to do then?"
Kurenai sighed. "...I don't know. What would you be doing?"
The masked one shot an eye on her. "Sleeping."
"Oh."
"I guess that means I'll go back to sleep then.
Kakashi headed back to his room but after a few minutes, he returned with a few pieces of cloth in his hand.
"Change. Shower's upstairs. You'll catch a cold if you stay in those clothes."
The woman blinked.
"Don't worry. They're clean."
The two walked up the stairs, Kurenai entering a certain room while Kakashi entered another one.
Kurenai took her clothes off and after a quick shower; she came out of the small room wearing Kakashi's shirt. No pants.
Well, it really didn't matter since the shirt was almost reaching her knees. As long as she didn't kick so high, her body was safe from being gawked and ogled at.
Yes, she did not have any undergarment but she wasn't scared. Sure, Kakashi enjoyed hentai. In fact, he reads it all the time but everybody is well aware that Kakashi would NEVER touch a female without her consent. He was quite a pervert, but he isn't THAT perverted to touch a reluctant female.
Kurenai stood before a door.
"Warning!"
Then, she raised a brow as she read more of the sign that was written in red, medium-sized letters.
"There is an incredibly gorgeous bishounen behind this door. Enter at your own risk. You have been warned."
She wanted to laugh but instead, she smiled.
Kakashi had always been an excellent fighter, a great teacher, a very good friend yet he was also considered as one of the silliest jounins ever to exist in Konoha sometimes.
Hatake Kakashi...
Why didn't she fall for him? He had the brains, ha had the looks and he had the talent.
Why?
Why, in all Konoha, pick a chain smoker?
Kurenai started sobbing when she shook her head.
No. She was going to forget about that Asuma even if it's the last thing she does.
Before she noticed, she already opened the door and walked in stealthily.
Kakashi was there, lying flat on his back, an arm on his side while the other was draped across his face, covering both his eyes
Woah. There was no mask obscuring the view. And it made Kurenai more curious than ever.
She moved closer to gawk at his physique.
Wow. The face was completely flawless, save for the scar that ran from his eyes down his cheek. He was rather...beautiful.
The young man stirred and Kurenai unconsciously stepped backwards, waking the slumbering shinobi.
"Eh? Yuuhi-kun? What---oh." With all his jounin-like speed, he tried to grab his mask from a near desk. Too bad the other jounin was able to snatch the mask even before his hand laid a single finger on it.
Kakashi did not know what to do. Will he use his hands to cover his face? No, that would be foolish. His face was already seen and there was no way Kurenai would just forget how he looked like without his 'barrier'. It would be futile to put the mask back on.
Deep in his own thoughts, he didn't notice the Kurenai moving closer. Then, his eyes widened.
Kurenai buried her face on the nape of Kakashi's neck, clutching tightly at the back of his shirt.
She started sobbing again and if he didn't do anything...deep shit.
He looked at her.
Here she was, her body pressed against his, yet he still couldn't believe that he was holding her. Until a while ago, the only man that was allowed to hold her like this was Asuma. Sarutobi Asuma. That Asuma who doesn't seem to know how precious Kurenai was. That Asuma who had taken Kurenai's feelings for granted for a single one-night stand.
Kakashi sighed.
Thinking was never a good friend of his. Especially if some untamed emotions ruled all his thoughts.
That was how it has always been, right?
Regret your actions when everything is over.
Perhaps it will also be the same with him too.
He reached for her face...only to find himself running his tongue on her lower lip in demand for entrance.
Asuma...
And she yielded.
Hands roamed everywhere, stripping each other's clothes off as tongues battled fiercely for dominance.
Suddenly, it hit him.
Kakashi pulled away, swinging his legs on one side of the bed. Then, he stood up. Kurenai raised a brow.
He picked his shirt up and walked silently towards the door.
"Kakashi!"
He did not speak. He just tried to turn the doorknob.
Freeze.
Arms wrapped around his slim waist.
"If this was over, will you regret this, Kurenai? Will you blame it on me or blame it on yourself?"
"..."
Kakashi sighed.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Are you?"
"Stop it."
"Stop what?"
The young man turned, glaring as he pinned Kurenai with her back against the wall, his Sharingan blazing a fiery red. Kakashi narrowed his eyes. A second though crossed his mind and he shook his head.
"...just...go to sleep. Use my bed." With that, Hatake Kakashi exited the room.
Five minutes and he was in the shower room, washing away everything that stained his of Kurenai.
His naked body just stood still as his mind drifted from topic to topic. How is his students? Is Naruto still in Ichiraku this late? Is Sakura asleep already? Did Sasuke use his free time to relax instead of training himself? Wait, how is Iruka? Is the new batch form the ninja academy good? How about Gai? Is he with Lee, training him in whatever advanced taijutsu technique he knows?
Alas, he ran out of thoughts and questions.
Kakashi stared at the window that was just a few centimeters above his head.
It was still raining outside.
He looked at his hands and studied how their usual color changed.
He smiled.
Funny. It was just then that he noticed how hot the water pelting against his skin was. He could almost feel his blood boil from the very high temperature.
The young jounin reached out to turn a certain handle carefully. The water temperature came out right. Lukewarm was the way he liked it.
He breathed deeply.
Then, he heard a sound.
Kakashi eyed the shower room, his gaze nearly piercing through the divider.
Silence.
He was a split second away from tearing the divider into two when it just...opened, revealing the culprit that disturbed Kakashi's peace of mind.
"Kurenai."
She stepped in, undressed as she was in front of Kakashi earlier before. They just stared.
The male jounin inched closer.
"What do you want?"
Kakashi pinned her with her back against the wall, a fist near her neck while his other hand was just a few millimeters away from her ribs.
Kurenai lifted an arm and placed it above Kakashi's, making sure that her fingers would be able to caress the young man's cheek.
"...I just want to forget..."
He sighed inwardly. He would touch her once...just once... once is enough... and then...
...come what may.
Kakashi pressed their bodies together, placing his thigh between hers so that it rubbed, giving them a feeling so sensual that—
She heard herself moan as she felt foreign objects slid inside her entrance. There was just something about them that made her feel comfortable...something that assured her that Kakashi would be gentle...
A few more moments and she started panting, panting just as hard as he was.
Kakashi proceeded on with his next moves, thinking out his plan carefully.
He did prep Kurenai. Too bad it wasn't enough to let his shaft thrust through without causing so much sting on the female's part.
She shut her eyes closed. Painful, it was, but only at first. Just as Kakashi has said earlier.
"...bite...when it hurts..."She could hear his husky voice clearly, probably because it was the only sound that reached her ears despite the constant pelting of rain on rooftops.
He pounded on her until she spilled her essence on him. Then, she grew exhausted. Luckily, Kakashi was there to keep her from collapsing on the floor.
The responsible jounin washed both their bodies before carrying Kurenai back to his bed.
She slept.
The alarm clock goes off.
Kurenai opened her eyes, yawned and blinked.
"Kakashi?"
She turned to her side, expecting to see the silver-haired jounin beside her.
But to her dismay, he wasn't there.
The lady sat up and held her head in a hand. And realized that she was in her own room.
...yume...ka...
12:45 in the afternoon and lunch break was over. All the genins and jounins began to scamper off to their rightful training place.
"Kakashi!"
The male instructor faced Kurenai with his 'innocent' look plastered all over his face.
"Hmm?" He raised his brows.
"...I had a dream last night..."
"And?"
"...you were—"
Just when she was about to tell him what happened, she was cut but Naruto's obnoxious voice.
"Kakashi-sensei!" The blond waved.
The masked jounin waved back. Then turned to Kurenai again.
"Gomen, ne? Kurenai-chan, my students are quite hyper about today's training. Perhaps we can talk tomorrow?"
Kurenai shook her head.
"No. It's okay. It's not that important."
And their paths separated.
10:30 pm. Kakashi's residence was quiet.
The jounin pulled out his pajamas from his drawer and began stripping his clothes off, starting with his vest and shirt.
He stopped, turning to a full-length mirror for an inspection.
Kakashi touched his collarbone. A faint smile graced his lips.
Her bite still stings.
-owari