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A warning: there is sex in this chapter, although it will be edited here because I'm not in the mood to get my story banned (strokes story). The full version will be available elsewhere, as you will learn as you get to it.
Training with Jounin
Chapter 4: To the Victor Goes the Spoils
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Iruka watched the forest fly by. He was perched on Kakashi's back, his head nestled on the jounin's shoulder. The chuunin thought back to a few minutes ago, before everything had become so topsy-turvy and confusing.
A few minutes earlier:
"I win!" Iruka shouted, as he slunk to the ground, panting. Arms wrapped around him, and Kakashi whispered to him, "Gotcha."
"But… the sun is already setting. You're too late."
"Ah, but it hasn't finished setting yet." Oh. Well, damn. That was a damn ambiguous rule. That left for an extremely large margin of error. Iruka was going to have to speak to someone about that rule.
"Are you sure you have until it finishes, Kakashi?" The chuunin was just going to have to protest it later; he was too damn tired right now.
"Positive. Let's head back and tell everyone the good news!" Kakashi said, beaming like a small child.
Iruka tried to stand. He made a valiant attempt, and almost succeeded, but the darkness, the bone-sapping exhaustion, and the shock had teamed up against him. He stumbled. Kakashi frowned with his visible eye. He crouched down in front of the other shinobi, facing away from him. Iruka stared flatly, until he realized that the jounin was offering his back.
"I'll let you get off before we reach the others. No one will know, so hop on."
Iruka was too tired to do anything but comply.
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True to his word, the jounin stopped just before the pair arrived at the seeker's jail and let Iruka slide off his back. He slipped a pill into Iruka's hand- a food pill, like the Akimichi clan was prone to carry. He popped it in his mouth and swallowed before he could think of why he would be needing the extra energy it would give him and blush.
He could walk to the jail now; the weariness melted away as the pill replenished his drained chakra. Kakashi must not have had much faith in its healing properties, or in Iruka's recovery rate, because he still clasped the younger ninja's hand and led him past the ring of trees and into the clearing. (Iruka thought about asking why Kakashi hadn't offered the pill before, so he wouldn't have had to carry his dead weight halfway across the forest, but decided against it. There was no understanding the mind of a jounin.)
The sun had completely disappeared by this time, and the ninja at the jail had lit a bonfire to illuminate the clearing. As the two final shinobi stepped into the fire's light, the others leaned forward anxiously, looking for a hint of who had won.
"Well?" they asked. Kakashi looked back at them and shrugged, loving the suspense he held them in.
"Well what?" he asked innocently.
"You know what, Hatake! Who won?"
"Well, that's really a matter of opinion"
"I'll say it is!" Seconded Iruka, remembering that damn rule.
"God damn it, Kakashi! Did you catch him in time, or not?"
"Yes." Kakashi replied slyly.
"Wait! That wasn't a yes or no question!" Genma wailed. "Do I win Raido, or is he going to be having me?"
"Yes."
Iruka shook his head, wondering if this was some sort of genjutsu. His students were so much more mature than these elite killing machines. If he was going to suffer a fate worse than death at the hands of some crazy ninja like Anko of Ebisu, at least he could get it over with, instead of dragging it out.
"Kakashi caught me before the sun finished setting." He told them.
The seeking team cheered. Asuma cheered. Kakashi pouted for a moment, having had his secret revealed, but then cheered as well.
"Well, let's get to the prizes." Raido said, licking his lips. The other jounin stared hungrily at their captives. If Iruka had been a Jedi, he would have been having a very bad feeling about this. As it was, he was just extremely terrified.
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The hiding team was lined up, side by side, across from the ravenous pack of seekers. It sort of looked like a twisted sort of dodge ball, with ten smirking team captains choosing their team.
Raido stepped forward first. Iruka was relieved; there was one ninja he wouldn't have to worry about. Raido looked only at Genma. They were perfect for each other; they were both perpetually horny, completely insane, and totally kinky. 'Oh god!' Iruka thought. 'I hope they haven't decided it would be kinky to try new people.' But Raido relieved Iruka's irrational fears as he strode toward his senbon sucking lover and threw him over his shoulder.
"Mine!" he growled, patting Genma's ass. He toted his prize into the woods, wasting no time. The rest of the crowd ignored the moans and later screams permeating from the forest as the other ninja stepped up to claim their prizes.
Kurenai went next. She sashayed up to Asuma and whispered into his ear. Until that moment, no one had ever seen Asuma blush. They chuckled as he turned bright red. The laughter morphed into catcalls and whistles as Kurenai pulled out a scroll, bit her thumb, and summoned a pair of handcuffs, a collar, and a length of chain. After accessorizing her trophy, she led him eagerly following into the woods.
Roan followed Kurenai in the choosing. He beckoned Ran over to him.
"Come on, Ran-chan. Let's go tell Hazumi-chan and Ayame-chan who won this little game!" he said. Both raced off for the village.
Next in line was Ebisu. Iruka felt cold shivers down his spine. He did his best to think invisible thoughts; breaking from the line and making a run for it would only draw attention. Fortunately, Ebisu headed straight toward 'mystery nin' ('God bless you, mystery nin!' Iruka thought at him). The strange jounin nodded solemnly at him, before forming the seals to dispel a jutsu. A thick cloud form and dissipated, leaving Maito Gai in its stead. Gai must have been expecting gasps or fainting, because he looked disappointed at the silence he got.
"Come on, Gai!" Ebisu said, motioning for the blue beast to follow after him. Iruka shuddered again as the two disappeared. Ebisu and Gai…that was more than he ever needed to know.
Kakashi was next in the line of seekers, but when the others shoved him to go forward, he only said, "You go ahead; I'll wait." Iruka wanted to throw every weapon he was carrying at the lazy, perverted jounin. Instead of Kakashi choosing and killing Iruka with one quick blow, that bastard was going to leave him to die a slow, lingering death; Anko was the one right after him.
But Anko stirred up the surprise that Gai had failed to capture. She went past Iruka and the four other jounin, right to where Ibiki was standing. The onlookers gasped.
"What can I say? I like it rough!" Anko snarled, somehow managing to show all of her teeth in a feral grin. "And I love a real man with scars."
There wasn't a ninja in the village that didn't have some kind of scar. The onlookers cringed. Iruka, whose scar was completely unhidden, coughed and covered his face with his hands. Anko walked off towards the village. Ibiki followed. As usual, the stoic shinobi showed no expression, but he did walk a little faster than he normally did.
The female chuunin went next, picking one of the jounin he didn't know well. The other jounin quickly picked and left as well. Iruka was left alone, staring across the bonfire at Kakashi.
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'I told you so!' Iruka's shoulder devil yelled at him. Iruka blinked. Kakashi. Strange…there wasn't anyone else for Kakashi to pick.
"You look surprised, Iruka-sensei. Or are you disappointed?" Kakashi said, suddenly not across the fire any more. He stood right beside him.
"No! I'm surprised." Iruka told him, blushing. He was as far from being disappointed as Sasuke was from being social.
"You shouldn't be."
"I… didn't think that I was your type."
"Kurenai told me you thought that. I don't understand."
"You're Sharingan-no-Kakashi, the Copy Ninja. I'm just an academy teacher." Iruka hated Kakashi for making him say it. Didn't Kakashi know how perfect he was? How sexy, how powerful, how charismatic? Did he have to rub it in?
"You're amazing." Kakashi whispered, suddenly not beside him. He was behind him again, pressing his chest against Iruka's back, nuzzling against his neck. "I said I was going to hold back today, but I ended up having to go all out. I had to use my sharingan to find you a couple of times."
"I was wondering how you found me." Iruka muttered.
"You had an entire team of jounin outsmarted, Iruka. You're the most amazing ninja I know." Kakashi gripped the sensei's shoulders and spun him around. He had lowered his mask without Iruka noticing. He placed a chaste kiss on the chuunin's lips before pulling back.
"Come on. I'll take you home now." Iruka blushed, and followed as the other man lead him through the darkened forest.
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The pair stood in the pitch black street in front of Iruka's apartment building.
"Kakashi, what are we doing here?" Iruka asked. Wasn't Kakashi supposed to take him to the jounin's home to have his way with him? That seemed like the polite thing to do, rather than to show up at Iruka's place without any prior notice!
"I'm taking you home. Thank you for playing with us, Iruka." Kakashi turned and walked down the street toward his own apartment.
"What are you doing?" Iruka asked again. Kakashi turned.
"You said when you agreed to play that you weren't going to have sex with any one. That's why I didn't pick you." Well, that explained Kakashi's forfeiting of his turn; he had never officially picked Iruka; he had only waited around until everyone else was gone.
"Oh." Iruka hadn't thought that Kakashi was going to let him off so easily. He was lucky…
Right?
Kakashi walked onward.
"Wait!" Iruka shouted, forgetting that other ninja were trying to sleep around him.
Kakashi was back in front of him instantly.
"What is it?" He asked eagerly.
"It seems so unfair that everyone else gets something, and you don't win anything." He said slowly. Kakashi smiled.
"Are you offering me something, Iruka-kun?"
"Maybe. Yes. But not sex!" He said firmly. Kakashi shook his head quickly.
"Oh, of course not!" he agreed.
"But maybe we could do other things." Iruka offered.
"Other things are good." Kakashi whispered. He pressed Iruka back against the wall of the apartment building. The black cloth mask was lowered once more, and another kiss was placed on the brunet's lips. This one wasn't chaste, though. This one had teeth and tongue. It wasn't gentle either. There was biting, sucking, a battle of tongues. It was loud, with grunts and moans and gasps. Iruka decided he liked 'other things.' Kakashi released his grip on the chuunin, one hand withdrawing from his hair, the other sliding back from under his shirt. The jounin formed some hand seals, and transported them to the hallway in front of his apartment. He finished the kiss and leaned back.
"Would you like to come in?" he asked.
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'Other things' were more than good, it turned out. Other things left Iruka panting, gasping, begging for more. They started with more breathtaking kisses. Kissing quickly progressed into a full blown make-out session. Kakashi tossed in a little groping, for variety's sake. The jounin's lips moved from Iruka's mouth to his ear lobe, leaving a little trail of kisses in his wake. He quickly migrated south, to the juncture between the chuunin's neck and his shoulder. Iruka stifled a moan and gave Kakashi's exposed ear a tentative lick. It was, at that exact moment, that Iruka realized how filthy they both were. Before, he had felt sexy, knowing that he was the one making Kakashi tremble with excitement as he explored the chuunin's willing body; now, he just felt grimy. Iruka pulled away from Kakashi's embrace.
"What do you want to do now?" Kakashi asked, practically devouring Iruka with his eyes (both of them, since Iruka had yanked the obstructing hitai-ate off as the kissing began).
"Well, I don't know about you, but I'd like to get a shower."
Kakashi stared at him for a moment, trying to decide whether the sensei was joking or he really wanted to leave Kakashi there, all worked up, to clean himself off. He must have seen that Iruka was dead serious, because a moment later, he asked, "Ok. Mind if I join you?"
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Shaking hands turned the faucets of the shower. Warm water cascaded down upon the lone occupant. Iruka sighed. The 'no sex' plan didn't seem to be working as well as he'd thought. The chuunin wondered when he had stopped thinking of that as a bad thing.
He had felt like he was writing a contract when he had worked out the shower arrangements with Kakashi. At first, he had blushed and stuttered at the offer, images of naked Kakashi dancing in his head. He knew that agreeing to shower with him would be saying yes to a lot more. He had tried to think of excuses not to ("Is your shower big enough for two?" "I'm secretly claustrophobic!" "Having us both in the shower could leave us vulnerable to enemy attacks."), but realized that he was only doing so so that he would avoid saying yes without having to say no. He didn't want to say no. Instead, he had asked the older ninja for a few minutes by himself.
"I want to get the worst of this grime off of me first." He had said. 'I'm going to need a few moments to prepare myself for this.' He had meant.
So as the steaming water washed away the dirt and leaves and pollen and sweat, Iruka tried to get himself ready for what he was about to do.
Was Kakashi going to respect him afterwards? Was he going to think he was some sort of slut, for giving in so easily? Iruka wasn't just some conquest, was he, to be discussed and laughed over with the other jounin over sake?
Iruka panicked. He was in the process of reaching for a towel and jutsuing himself home when he felt a cold gust of wind. The air that had been warmed by his shower was escaping as the door opened. Kakashi slipped into the shower and wrapped his arms around the hyperventilating chuunin. Iruka relaxed. Kakashi wasn't going to trick him or hurt him, at least not intentionally. Looking at him, the emotions in his eyes, of childlike devotion, and lust, and vulnerability, Iruka allowed his fears to wash away with all the muck that had been covering his body. 'No doubts,' he promised himself. 'No regrets.'
He let Kakashi press up close to him, his hardness poking into Iruka's thigh. He let Kakashi wash his hair. "I've always wanted to see you with your hair down" he whispered into Iruka's ear as the water rinsed it clean. "I've always wanted to see if you brushed yours," Iruka replied, which earned him a nip on the neck and a mock glare as he giggled. The momentary light-heartedness died as the washing and caressing began again. Finished with his hair, Kakashi soaped up a washcloth and began scrubbing Iruka's body. He cleaned first one arm, then Iruka's chest, staying valiantly above his waist-line, then the other. He pulled Iruka into his firm chest as he slid the cloth over his back, then over his ass. Kakashi pressed Iruka up close to him, bringing their groins together with an electrifying shock. Iruka groaned. Kakashi pulled back again and kneeled down to scrub his legs. At last he came to Iruka's erection, which was as hard as Kakashi's now and jealous for contact. Kakashi wrapped the soapy washcloth around it and massaged. Iruka gasped, seeing stars.
"Ready to get out yet, Iruka?" Kakashi asked. He was grinning at Iruka's enraptured expression.
"You're still dirty." Iruka pointed out, pulling away from Kakashi's hand and taking the wash cloth into his own.
"I feel dirty." He replied. "What are you going to do about it, sensei?" Iruka rubbed more soap into the washcloth and began mimicking Kakashi's actions shyly. How was he going to face his innocent students again, after hearing Kakashi call him 'sensei' like that? Suddenly he got an evil thought. If that bastard was going to play dirty like that, Iruka would too. He covered every part that he washed with kisses and licks, enjoying the wide-eyed reaction he got from his silver-haired victim. Ha! Kakashi hadn't expected him to go from a shy teacher to a mischievous vixen. When he reached Kakashi's hardened cock, he ran the cloth over it lightly, let the water rinse the soap away, and then ran his tongue up and down its length. Kakashi let out a low moan, and pulled Iruka back to his feet. The jounin quickly turned the water off and wrapped Iruka up in a fluffy towel.
"I think it's time for us to get out now." Was all he would say. Iruka blushed, becoming shy once more. Kakashi wrapped a towel around his waist and led the chuunin down the hall of his apartment and into his bedroom.
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Kakashi's apartment, not that Iruka had been paying much attention to his surroundings, was very sparsely filled. Only the most necessary things could be found in it, like a table, a couch, a bookshelf for Icha Icha, and an arsenal of weaponry. Even the things that were present were Spartan and utilitarian. That being said, Kakashi's bed formed a sharp contrast to its surroundings. For one, it was huge, with silky covers and plush pillows. But the reason it stuck out was not its size or texture; the bed was covered with rose petals. Iruka blinked.
Well, this meant Kakashi had been pretty confident that he was going to get Iruka here, despite his insistence that the chuunin didn't need to feel obligated, unless the jounin spent every night on a rose covered bed. It also meant he was a closet romantic. Where had he gotten the idea for rose petals? A rose covered bed sounded like it was pulled straight from some preteen girl's diary…or from an Icha Icha porn novel. 'Oh God, please don't let this be from one of Kakashi's novels!' he thought, although he was at least glad to have something to distract himself from his nervousness. He looked at Kakashi, asking his question silently.
"It's your first time with a man, isn't it? I thought that you deserved roses." Iruka kissed Kakashi for being so sweet. 'I hope it's him being sweet and not a line from his porn.' Iruka decided that he would give Kakashi the benefit of the doubt (and maybe do some research later). Right now, he had better things to devote his time to.
Like Kakashi slowly unwinding the towel from his waist and tossing it onto the floor. Or Kakashi reaching for Iruka's towel and disposing of it as well. Or Kakashi taking Iruka into his arms and guiding him over to the bed…and staring at the rose petals.
"What are we supposed to do with them now?" Iruka whispered. If they were just left there to be crushed by the weight of the two men, they would stain the sheets. Were they supposed to be removed? Why did Kakashi's porn novels fail to address such a key strategical oversight?
Kakashi shrugged, and quickly released Iruka to snatch up the coverlet of the bed. He laid it, still covered with petals, on the floor with the towels. He then picked up Iruka and placed him on the bed deliberately, as if to say, Problem solved, let's move on.
And they did.
Censored part here (aka sex happens). If you want to read this smutty part (which will probably be very unrealistic, considering I'm a virgina and I don't even have some of the parts I'm writing about), you can find the full version at theAarinfantasy forum under the name 'llama63' and the thread 'Training with Jounin', or you can just e-mail meat enolatsol yahoo .com (minus the spaces)and I can either send you just the edited part or the whole chapter, depending on how much you desire. Thanks for reading! Enjoy!
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'Lover'. Iruka rolled the word around in his head as Kakashi pulled out of him and cleaned them off with one of the discarded towels. He liked the sound of it.
"Kakashi?" He whispered, as the jounin wrapped his arms around the younger ninja and pulled the covers up over them.
"Hmm?" The older man snuggled closer.
"That was the best training I've ever had." He told him. Kakashi grinned, and placed a final kiss on Iruka's swollen lips before both of them surrendered to sleep.
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AN: Oh gosh. I didn't get nearly as far along as I'd hoped, and this has taken so long. Blushing sooo much right now reading this smutty porn I've written. I had planned to get much further, but I feel bad for not updating sooner, so I'm stopping the chapter here.
A teaser for the next chapter:
A polite cough interrupted Kurenai and Iruka's discussion. They turned around to find the chuunin Izumo, holding out a report. Iruka took it from him.
"Thank you." He told him. Izumo transported himself away. Iruka began flipping through the report, eyes flashing across each page. '
"What is that?" Kurenai asked. Iruka held up the cover of the report for her to see: 'The History of Jounin Jailbreak.'
"Perfect." Iruka said, as he found what he was looking for.
"What?"
"I just found something that the others might find very interesting."