OK, so it's been a while since I've done anything other than review on , but I had a case of writers block, then reality came knocking and I had to go do academic things. Originally this was supposed to be just a oneshot, but I was inspired. So I hope you like it. I'll probably add one more chapter at least...
Slumber Party CH 2
The Missions Office was rather quiet that morning. Everything was neatly organized. A few plants sat on the windowsill giving a sense of tranquility to the office. The sun shone through the window illuminating the empty desk where a desk clerk should be.
"Where is Iruka?" Genma asked aloud to no one in particular, searching around for the chuunin. It wasn't like Iruka to be late for work; hell, Iruka would show up to work even if he was on his deathbed. So where the hell was he on this glorious sunny Friday morning?
Genma glanced back to the empty desk. Nope, still no Iruka. He scoffed at himself for actually getting up this early to turn in his mission report. If he had known that Iruka would be a no show, his ass would still be sleeping in a nice warm bed. This is what I get when I try to be responsible.
The faint patter of footsteps came from the stairwell, warning Genma of an impending arrival. But listening to the cadence of the footsteps, he wrinkled his brow. This didn't sound like a normal pair of running feet; something about the beat was wrong, wrong enough to be noticed by sound alone. Who the hell is that?
No sooner had he thought the question, Iruka limped through the door. Death looked healthier.
Raccoon-like rings darkened Iruka's eyes which were heavily lidded with fatigue. Chocolate hair poked out of the chuunin's pony in every direction and his cloths were barely on: his shirt wasn't fully pulled down with his arm still hanging out of it entirely and his pants were completely undone. Kami-sama only knows what held those pants in place. All in all, Iruka looked like a sleep-deprived raccoon with a limp.
"Rough morning?" Genma asked around his senbon as the little brunette hobbled over to his desk.
"Something like that." Sitting down cautiously as if he expected the chair to explode on contact, Iruka sighed with relief when his bottom safely settled down. It was still so very tender. When I told him to take my virginity last night, I DID NOT mean take it and run with it. I give up my prudish ways and he immediately brings out the '365 Sexual Positions' book. I'm never going to let him talk me into doing that again. NEVER. I have learned my lesson. I think if I ever hear the words "pile driver" or "wheel barrow" again I will punch him. (AN: I'm assuming you all know EXACTLY who this "he" is…) Stupid Slumber Party and that stupid oral gel. The minty taste still lingered in his mouth.
Genma watched the chuunin wiggle in his chair, his face occasionally contorting with discomfort. Realization hit with a bright smile. Iruka you bad, bad boy!!
"So what happened? Kakashi play a little too roughly with the virgin?"
The tan blanched from the poor little man's face. It never ends, he thought despairingly. Genma kept staring in a manner that reminded the chuunin of a cat watching a meal. "Nothing happened." Iruka lied, collecting his papers from the desk. Hopefully, the jounin would leave it at that…
"Uh-huh. That doesn't explain the chair dance."
Iruka looked up in confusion. "The chair dance?"
To his embarrassment, Genma proceeded to imitate Iruka's "chair dance". The jounin rubbed his buttocks, making pained sounds, shifting around as if to find a comfortable position. Then all of a sudden he stopped. "That's what you're doing in your chair."
"I am not." It was hard to denial the fact, but Iruka's peace of mind was at stake here. I should just be thankful that he's the only one to see—
"Good morning!" Anko sang out as she pranced into the Missions Office. Everything seemed brighter as she walked in, her smile lighting up the entire room. All in all she looked stunning and peppy, two words that Iruka had never thought to describe Anko. 'She looks well fuc—' His mental sentenced was interrupted by Genma.
"You obviously got laid last night." His eyebrows quirked while his eyes took in the dazzling quality that lingered around the kunoichi.
"Yep, all thanks to my Slumber Party. The Forever Lover cream keeps things going all night long." She grinned.
Meanwhile Iruka slowly tried to slide under his desk, hoping that Anko wouldn't see him and wouldn't ask any inappropriate questions. Unfortunately with his tender bottom and sore back, he didn't get very far before the she saw his flaming red face.
"So… Iruka." She grinned down at him, much like the way Genma had. "Did that Oral gel get the 'job' done?"
Someone kill me now. The fire hot blood burning in his blushing cheek nearly melted his expression off. Some part of him wished it had. "Yes.." That single word barely made it past his lips, but it was enough to make Anko grin even harder.
"I think Iruka got more than just oral." Genma whispered conspiratorially. Anko's eyes became the size of large coins. Ducking under his desk didn't prepare Iruka for what was about to happen. Turning his face away, Iruka tensed his muscles, bracing for the explosion.
A shrill squeal went through the air. Two feminine remarkably strong arms wrapped themselves around Iruka. The little chuunin gasped as oxygen soon became an issue.
"You finally got laid! Oh how was it?" She received no answer from the blue-faced chuunin whose mouth desperately tried to suck in oxygen. "Oh sorry."
Iruka gasped in a grateful mouthful of air, then winced as he tried to settle back into a comfortable position in his chair. The aching muscles in his back had protested the sudden hug from a very enthusiastic Anko.
Purple* eyes narrowed. "Are you okay, Iruka?"
Nodding, his hands smoothed over his lower back, ironing out the pain there. "I'm fine. It's supposed to hurt after your first time isn't it?"
"You look a little more than 'hurt'. Didn't Kakashi know to take it easy on you?"
Genma noticed how the little man threw him a cautious glance. He looked between the two and said, "Okay, I'll leave so you two can chat."
Placing his mission report on Iruka's desk, the senbon user walked out. He'd find out what had been said later. He knew all Anko's kinks…
Now that they were alone in the office, Anko turned back to her friend. His face was tired, a little pinched with discomfort. Sitting on the edge of his desk, she placed a hand on his shoulder. "What happened?"
Iruka gave a frustrated laugh. "The way you two keep asking me that makes it sounds like Kakashi's abusing me."
Anko rolled her eyes. "We all know he'd never do that, but Kakashi doesn't have a way of doing things half assed." That particular comment earned her a raised eyebrow. "Well, alright, he definitely half asses his mission reports but other than that, Kakashi is good at what he does and he does a thorough job. So is that what happened?"
It took a moment for Iruka to think out what he was about to say. "I wanted him to take me. I truly did, but it seems like we over did it by a landslide. At first he was very gentle, then once we had officially 'done it' he whipped out the book of sexual positions. I think last night was the dam bursting for him. He's been without sex since we started dating—"
A waved hand interrupted him. Anko's mouth hung open in disbelief. "You mean that you've been sexually starving one of Konoha's renowned perverts?" At Iruka's tiny nod, she lost herself in laughter. "Iruka, I'm surprised that Kakashi could restrain himself for so long. Now that's stamina." She giggled.
"I know. He was very patient with me and I'm very happy to have shared my first time with him." He paused for a moment.
"Why do I hear a 'but' coming." Anko asked rubbing her friend's shoulder.
"Well, you said it yourself. Kakashi is a sexual pervert, so what if simple sex with me isn't good enough. I don't know if I can take many more 'Wheelbarrows' or anything like that. But I want to please him, so I need to be adventurous."
"Iruka, you're an idiot. Kakashi is madly in love with you. Everyone knows it just from the way he looks at you. I'm sure he's more than pleased with you. Don't doubt yourself. And if you really need adventure come to my Slumber Party next month." She smiled. "I'm sure the updated catalogue can help you out with your 'adventurous' sex life."
Iruka's face blanched yet again. Anko just smiled.
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So what do you think? I'm a little worried that this chapter didn't flow and doesn't make much sense... Please review, it makes my day brighter. :-)
--SemperVenice
