"I like you"
Such tiny words. Yet they had more meaning than any earnest confession Sasuke's ever heard. The conviction and finality of the words. They were mind-blowing. But don't start thinking that Sasuke's always thinking about his...lover?
No, he didn't stare out the window wondering about him. He didn't sigh wistfully, longing for him. Life continued and so did he. It wasn't love. It was hardly even a relationship.
But it was something.
A wonderous something.
So far I have not made any contact with my family. Mainly because I've made sure never to let that happen. Leaving early from work, walking in frequented areas, never being alone. I went the whole nine yards. Sometimes Kakashi even picked me up. To my joy and disappointment I've been made the student nurse. I don't fucking even get paid for it. Just because I beat the shit out of people who randomly grope me does not make me a violent person...
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Besides their are the up's like the extra sexual tension that explodes into a firey passion of neverending fireworks. Tiny accidental brushes, silents glances, looking unintentionally sexy. Kakashi did this all the time. Sometimes he would stand near an open window smoking in deep thought. I could tell that he was completely aware of everything around him. His ears were perked like a dogs. Fingers were tensed slightly and his slouch was more of a crouch. Simple things that normal people would completely miss. The only thing constant about him was his orange book.
I shudder at the fact that I not only know what that book is, but the author as well.
...Stupid Perv
I was currently leaving class and heading to Kakashi's office. A flash of bright yellow and ice blue eyes made me hurry. My steps were steady. My breathe didn't escalate nor did my steps falter as they once did. I knew Naruto was following me. Itachi and Fagaku were probably hiding somewhere in order to box me in. I knew better. I headed down the overly populated hall and placed my blue hood on my head. I lost him in the crowd of other fall students.
I entered Kakashi's office. He didn't look up as usual.
"Their following me" He did not change his position, shift nothing. The only acknowledgement I got was turn of a page.
"Hn, your going to a conference with me today." He said offhandly. I nodded even though I knew he wasn't looking. I put on my white and red scrubs. I never had to where the dress unless Kakashi was trying to "punish" me. Tch, as if that was the real reason!
The door opened while I was changing into my shirt. I didn't turn to see who it was. I didn't want to know. How do you say your scared when you've taught yourself never to be?
"Hello may I help me?" I had to roll my eyes at Kakashi. He sounded so bored and uncaring whether there was a emergency or not. How he remained so clam was beyond me.
"Yes, I cut my arm. Could you help me?" I forced myself to move. If I froze he would sense fear. I would not give him that.
"Ah, Sasuke pass me the guaze?" I finished putting on my shirt and headed to the cabinent. I left my face blank and gave no acknowledgement to Itachi as I handed the guaze to the still reading man.
"Alright, now how exactly did you do this?" Kakashi asked.
"Oh, I scrapped myself on the sidewalk. One of the students saw me fall and said I could come here to get it fixed." I had to hold back a snort. The cut was too clean to be a scrap on the sidewalk.
"Well, aren't you clumsy?" Itachi frowned. He was a prefectionist. Pointing out his fault was never good.
I noticed Kakashi was making sure to make sure this process was painful. The tiny winces coming from Itachi was a clear sign. He normally did this to students in order to teach them a lesson. It normally worked.
"Well now that should do it." finished Kakashi.
"Thank you Dr. Hatake and..." Like you don't know my name you dirty sick fuck!
"Hn" I walked away without an answer. I could hear Itachi frowning.
"Oh, don't mind him he's just PMSing" I glared at Kakashi (who ignored me Bastard!) and started on the paperwork Kakashi NEVER did.
"Ah, I understand. Thank you very much." And with that he left. I listened to the fading sound of foot steps. When they could no longer be heard Kakashi spoke.
"Their pinpointing you" he stated as a mere fact.
"I know...and Orochimaru is on the move."
"Hn" I knew Kakahsi didn't like me bringing up the snake freaks name, but I had to. Something told me Kakashi was no longer on their side...in fact I was sure he was an enemy of them now.
The day went on. No real exciting things happen. Every so often Sakura, Karin, and Ino would burst throught the room with some "Traumatic" experience. I passed them off to Kakashi feigning like this paperwork had to be done or else someone would die. Kakashi hated when I did it. It took away from his precious reading time.
Night fell and I was hungry. All the campus resturants closed at 8pm so I needed a ride. The problem was actually asking Kakashi for a ride. Of course, as I said before Kakashi normally gave me a ride, however, he did those on his own. I never asked and I could tell Kakashi loved his car. The clean sleek sliver with deep green leaves blowing to the side was one source of his pride. Although I was pretty sure Kakashi himself did not notice his unusal love for the car. My thoughts were cut off by Kakashi voice.
"You hungry?" he asked grabbing his keys. I nodded even though he wasn't looking and followed him out the door. The peace of the cool night was comfortable. The chill was definitely there, but it was still...comfortable. It reminded me of old times. When Naruto would walk me home from a date and talk forever. I never liked it. There were times when the presence of another should be enough. Naruto felt that the room was too empty when it was silent. I didn't understand him. I was walking quietly with Kakashi now and his whole presence was filling the silence. The quiet was relaxing and calming. The lack of words gave more meaning to the simple act of walking.
We walked to the empty parking lot. Kakashi's car came into view glistening in the moon. I chanced a glanced at Kakashi. His eyes drooped slightly.
BOOOOM!
The wind stirred violently. A gigantic flash of red and orange burst before my very eyes. The cold air became hot and I was being tugged in every which way. One firm hand around my wrist was tugging me to the right, another tugged me the left, and yet another tugged me from behind. I was confused for a splt second before I realize that Kakashi was tugging me from the right. I pulled myself in that direction even though my shirt was choking me.
BAM!
BAM!
A spray of blood flew into my face and I was tugged quickly accross the dark parking lot. Blood fell into my eyes and I could barely make out Kakashi kicking two men and then smashing another's against the ground. Guns shots resonated, but I couldn't see a thing. I was running off adrenaline. Only the sound of my heart and our panting gave way to the fact that we were still alive.
After much running and panting we stopped. I didn't hear a single thing aside from our breathing. I didn't move a single muscle. I trusted Kakashi. Despite everything, I trusted him with my life...as you could clearly see. Two minutes later there was scuffling and I felt a warm towel against my face. Kakashi was wiping the blood off.
"You O.K?" he asked urgently. I nodded which caused him to frown. I cocked my head to the side in question. He glanced down and I followed. A dark stain was spreading on the front of my shirt.
"I can't feel it" I said oh so stupidly.
"You running off adrenaline right now, but you'll be feeling it in a good five minutes." he explained methodially. I wondered where he learned that. He moved quickly to cover the windows and lock the doors. He pulled out the guaze and silently told me to sit on the bed as I stripped. I obeyed only to appease him. I knew his senses were on high alert right now so he didn't need the added stress.
"Relax, this is possibly going to hurt." 'Posssibly' was an understatement. This stuff was stinging. But in moments like this I was glad that Kakashi was a little (lot!) rough. The pain was minimal and my body was feeling slight tingles of pleasure. I gritted my teeth hoping he take it as a sign of pain.
My erection gave me away.
It was embarssing. Slutty even. Wasn't I suppose to be against these things. Especially since my family had done nothing, but put me through pain and used me like a sex toy. I shouldn't be turned on by the small tingles zipping through me neverous system. I should be disgusted with myself...
...but Kakashi made it okay...
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...Kakashi made everything seem...okay...
Kakashi noticing the erection softly kissed my inner thigh. It was just a simple brush of lips yet my moan was louder than both of us anticapted. I leaned back on my arms and let my head fall backwards.
"The adrenaline...its making me excited" My response was silence. It was painstaking silence where you hang on to the response of the person with you. I heard shifting and suddenly he was looking down at me. His hand going up the left side of my body. My eyes got heavy. I could even feel them glisten while I released a simple breathe. I felt like I was in a heavy kind of dream state.
"Sasuke" Oh how nice it was to here him say my name like that. His sliver hair falling in front of his multicolored eyes. It was beautiful. I wanted to touch him. I reached out to do so and to my shock he did not pull away. He just let me move my fingeres across his face.
"It just us against them...isn't it?" I questioned while moving my fingers over the arch of his nose to the scar lining his crimson eye. He moved over slightly resting his lips against my ear. I felt the words more than heard them.
"Yes, we must prepare." I clenched my hand into his hair. How long did we have? Can I stay here with him?Were we going to die? What would we do if we lived to tell the tale? As I clung to Kakashi harder than I've ever had before these thought faded away to the feeling of his body connected with mine. His heat and my heat became our. It was no longer just Kakashi or Sasuke. It was us, we, our.
I wanted it no other way, but that way.