Pairing: SasukexKakashi (Yaoi, Don't like, don't read)

Rated: M (For obvious reasons)

Take between Naruto Shippuuden chapter 282 and 309 in the manga. In the anime, …..I don't remember…

Chapter 7: Of Which the Report Holds the Sadist

Third's Person POV

Yamato-taichou was a scary man, Sakura decided, panting with exhaustion, the rough textile of her gloves clinging tightly to her fingers as she swiped them over her sweat-covered cheek. Her legs trembled slightly to hold her weight, and she would have slide downwards to the ground, if not for the fact that she, as well as her other two teammates, were not yet out of danger. In fact, the danger that was tormenting Team Kakashi was currently standing in front of them right now.

"You're all out of shape!" Yamato-taichou sounded extremely vexed, his eyes narrowed into slits. He waved his hand ominously over their tired forms, as if to emphasize his bold statement. Sakura begged to differ; they were not out of shape, as he has said, it was just the ex-Anbu had been egging them on this stupid and idiotic sparring lesson, which had been going on for four days non-stop.

The sadist.

Beside her, Sai sniffled in indifference, scratching his exposed stomach absent-mindedly which was caked with dried mud and leaves. The medic-nin remembered that Yamato-taichou had thrown him into a mud hole earlier, much to her and Naruto's amusement. Of course, that was before they knew that Yamato-taichou was going to use all of them as his personal punching bags, and, needless to say, involved a very traumatizing and painful experience for them.

Like Sai, Sakura herself was covered in twigs and branches, some of them poking out from her disheveled pink hair. Bruises covered her whole body; most of them were minor, she could heal them with medical ninjutsu later, but the most worrisome of all was the one that sprouting on her back, coloured in a bluish-black tinge and as big as her head when she had checked it. Pain raked across her spine even with the smallest of movement she made. Well, she could thank Yamato-taichou for being the one responsible for giving her that, using one of his infamous water techniques to blast her into a triple-trunk cherry blossom tree when she tried to punch him in his guts with a chakra-infused fist. Not that she would complain about the settlement of her namesake – her mother always said that she had to be more in one with mother nature, but this is just plain ridiculous. Not to mention agonizing.

"Let me down from here!" A loud voice yelled from somewhere above them. Sai and Sakura cranked their necks upwards and sighed in harmony. So much for acing this training.

Naruto growled angrily, teeth bore as he daggled upside-down from the branch that was wrapping tightly around his left ankle. He wouldn't mind so much if Yamato-taichou had decided to throw him into a lake or a tree or a mud hole instead of hanging him with his feet in the air while his head faced the ground over 10 meters from tasting the sweet taste of dirt. He was gradually becoming nauseous from breathing in too much fresh air. The jinchuuriki figured that he must be experiencing air-sickness. Well, one more step closer to becoming Hokage, he suppose.

Yamato called out to him, "Not until training session is over, Naruto!" Ignoring the blond as obscenities began to flow out from his mouth, his gaze focused back to the two standing in front of him, smirking with satisfactory as he saw Sakura's poorly concealed flinch. Sai, of course, only looked back at him with a disinterested look, his left hand continued to scratch his belly, which was turning into an angry shade of ugly red. Yamato almost felt sorry for him.

"Okay, let's get back to our-"

He was rudely interrupted when a loud poof was heard and a thick cloud of obscene smoke suddenly appeared in front of him, with a familiar voice saying – or rather shouting – in an octave he never thought anyone could achieve. "Greetings, my rival's cute little team! How youth has been treating you these days?" Oh god…

"Gai-sensei?" Sakura's query voice spoke out tentatively, as if talking to a hyperactive five-year old. Well, it's the half-truth she guessed, the jounin was certainly active beyond measure, but he was as sure as hell wasn't a youngster. If anything, twenty-nine is in the old zone already, in her opinion.

Gai smiled a big grin, as he moved into his 'Nice Guy' pose, his white teeth sparkling in the sunlight. The blinding light hit Naruto's eyes, and he screamed out in pain.

"Gai-san?" Yamato asked, puzzlement seeping into his tone. Wasn't the green-clad jounin supposed to be on a mission right now? In fact, it was one of the reasons he picked out this training ground in the first place; because he knew that he could conduct his team's training regimen in peace without having the fear of Gai disturbing them. Kakashi himself told him to use this ground when the spandex-wearing jounin was out of the village. He had said something about how this place was a haven for shinobi exercises and how Gai was hogging it all to himself. Yamato really hope that Gai wouldn't start a fight to see who would be using the training ground; his hands were full enough as it is with Team Kakashi's melodramatic dramas going on.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were on a mission." The wood user mumbled indiscreetly, as he mentally prayed hard to whoever it is that lives up there. Kami…please…

Gai gave him a thumb up. "Why, I finished it already, of course! Nothing beats the good feeling of finishing a mission early!"

When he didn't continue, Yamato pressed gently, "And?"

Gai's demeanor suddenly changed. With his thick eyebrows furrowed, forehead creasing, and his eyes narrowed, the Maito looked intimidating as he fall into the role of a serious high-class caliber jounin that he was; something that Yamato knew was not a good thing. When that side of Gai's personality began to resurface – which it rarely did - it usually means the apocalypse is coming.

The Copy-ninja rival's crossed his arms, and Yamato took note of his battered arms, which were covered by tiny specks of blood. It was definitely not a good sign. "I need to talk to you," He paused, and shot a meaningful look at the other two, "privately."

Yamato signaled to Sakura and Sai to take a short break, and joined Gai at the other end of the training field. He stood in front of Gai rather awkwardly; he didn't socialize with the man that much. "What is it, Gai-san?"

After making sure they were really out of ear-shot, the older jounin sighed and rubbed his head rather tiredly. He said, "I've got information from the Anbu Search Team, you know, the one for Kakashi?" Receiving a nod, he continued, "They reported that they followed a trail from the remains of Orochimaru's hideout that suggested the one that Sound took, and half of it was covered to the other end of Rice, the remaining road going into the Rock country's border."

Yamato shot him a half-distressed look, his face distorted in something that looked almost like pain. Gai heard him mumbled "They would go that far?" and sighed, but continued:

"Obviously they can't go any further without authorized permission from the Tsuchikage, so they inspected the area. The tracks showed that they used a wheeled vehicle –caravans, perhaps – as transportation, and it seems that they favored speed more than hiding their presence, as showed by the facts that were shattered footprints and branches of trees disturbed."

"So, obviously they're moving to another hideout, judging from the use of caravans," Yamato mused glumly, "and if the report is correct, they were in such hurry, right?"

"Yes."

"I assumed it was because of Kakashi-sempai?" Tense silence followed.

"We don't know yet." Gai sighed yet again, in exasperation. "The Sound ninjas were in a hurry to wherever it is their destination, that we know, but even so, they were still clever and rational enough not to leave such obvious tracks in their wake. But, yes, maybe it was because of Kakashi's additional presence that caused them to move faster, so that Kakashi doesn't make such a fuss during the trip that could jeopardize them."

"Orochimaru is a prideful man that is full of hellish ambitions, and he is powerful," The ex-Anbu mumbled, "but not enough to take over the shinobi continents. For that, he needs men working for him, to do his bidding. We already thinned the number of his soldiers during his attack on the village, so their man-power is limited enough not to cause any trouble."

"And in order to recruit more loyal helpers to make up for those he lost, Orochimaru needs to be God-like to enchant them." Gai cut in. "But that isn't enough is it? He have to make them believe that he is a righteous person that could do fair justice, instead of the vile man that he truly is. Real help is so hard to find these days, and if Kakashi is there to disrupt anything to earn the Sound village more power, the sannin would throw a fit." He pursed his lips. "And that doesn't mean anything good will comes out of it."

A pause.

"If anything happens to Kakashi-sempai," Yamato hissed coldly, "I'm going to behead that damned Uchiha myself for ever throwing him in this mess. I mean, for whatever reasons he has to take him away?"

Gai nodded sadly. "Yes, well, Sasuke has always been a little unpredictable, even as a genin. We couldn't really control him. His personality is just like his chakra nature's; hot, wild-tempered, and malicious to those who caught up in his flames."

Wanting the topic to change before he would lose himself in his emotions, the brunette shook his head a little, before asking the older man in a tone of which Gai could call passive and even. Just like Kakashi, he thought depressingly.

"Is there anything more that you need to tell me?"

Gai thought for a moment and nodded. "Yeah." Just then, the jounin noticed the curious look that Sakura was sprouting at him from the other end of the field, and he grasped the younger man's arm in his hand, and dragged him further away into the forested area. When he was sure they were far enough from the team's view, he turned to look at Yamato, who looked back at him a little dumb-founded. Gai noticed his cheeks were slightly red, for some mysterious reason. Odd.

"As I said to you earlier," The Maito continued, shaking his curiosity away. The man was training earlier; maybe it was from exhaustion. "I had just finished a mission, a normal A-rank that took place in the Wind. I delivered an important scroll to the Kazekage with my youthful team, and on the way back, the usual route that we always used was blocked by heavy rain, and Tenten was tired by the journey, so we decided to take the other longer way, as the terrain would be hard to navigate and slippery in the downpour."

Yamato straightened up. "The other way?" He asked in a questionable tone, scratching his chin in thought. He snapped his fingers in remembrance, as he finally managed to locate his piece of memory regarding this other away Gai were talking about. "Oh, you mean that little rocky path that went through Kusa village?" Receiving a nod, he continued, "Weren't that village was destroyed during the Ninja War? It was in ruins the last time I went there."

He heard the green-clad man sucked in a deep breath, before he said, "Well, it's not, anymore."

"What do you mean 'It's not, anymore?'", the brunette looked at him in alarm, his posture rigid. He was in Shocked Mode, Gai guessed. "I mean, it was practically a barren land the last tim-"

"Yamato," Gai stopped him mid-sentence, to which the chestnut-haired ex-Anbu was not happy about, but he stayed silent anyway, letting the man finish. "I know that, but when my team and I arrived at the scene, the village – well, it wasn't a village anymore." And the bomb was dropped.

"It's a camp, an enemy camp of the Sound."

"W-What?" Yamato stuttered, his face lightening up into that reddish glow again, albeit this time was much more a deeper shade of red.

"I know." Gai sounded serious, so Yamato forced himself to snap out from his stupor. He gazed into the older man's face, and to his surprise, he found Gai was looking at him deeply, his eyebrows crouching together. He flushed again. The man spoke slowly, seemingly unsure about something. "After we learned that it was indeed, the Sound's, we high-tailed it back here, using the old way through the Forest of Wind, regardless of the rain. As you can guess, it was hard to go through all that water, but still… "Yamato heard Gai chuckled with humor, "It was a pretty fun ride." He showed Yamato his battered arms, and sure enough, unnoticed earlier, the bandages showed signs of being through heavy rain, slightly pink from mixing with the little droplets of blood.

'So that's why…" Yamato thought, wide-eyed at the sight, before at Gai's surprisingly happy face. 'I know I heard from all of the other Jounin that Gai was a little machoscist, but seriously?'

"You should let a medic-ninja take a look at that, Gai-san." He said mildly, "It would get infected if you'll leave it like that. I can get Sakura to do it for you if you want."

"No need, no need!" Gai waved his arms frantically in a craze; obviously he was back to his normal hyperactive self, and Yamato sighed at that. The man gave him another Nice Guy pose, his teeth shining brightly in the sunlight with a nice "Ping!" momentarily blinding the wood user. "But it was nice of you to ask me that, Yamato! Surely your soul burn with the Flames of Youth!"

Yamato was about to turn his back to the spandex-wearing jounin and ignore him, when suddenly huge, strong arms pulled him into a hug, and he jumped. His shoulder suddenly felt wet, the piece of fabric clinging to him uncomfortably; he realized that Gai was shedding manly-tears onto him. "Oh, you generous soul! May you be youthful for all eternity!"

"What the-? Gai-san, let go of me!" Yamato was livid, struggling very hard to get out from his annoyingly steel-like grip, screaming his pharynx to exhaustion to the heavens when the man. Just. Wouldn't. Budge.

Damn seniors and their annoying traits! (That includes you too, Kakashi-sempai.)

"What is going on here?!" Yamato stared in horror when Sakura's pink hair came into view, obviously hearing his scream, and thought he was in danger, judging from the kunai clasped in her hand. Sakura's emerald eyes met his, and the three of them stood in awkward silence. In the midst of the confusion, Yamato wondered where Sai could be. Surely he must have heard his scream?

The silence was shattered when the medic-ninja let out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of her head nervously, her face in a blush, slightly obscured by the specks of dirt on her cheeks. "O-Oh, sorry, Gai-sensei, Yamato-taichou, I-I didn't mean to disturb your…uhm…activity..." Taking a long look at their entangled bodies, she giggled and ran away from eye-view.

It took Yamato two seconds for the words to fully digest in his brain and when it did, he screams loudly yet again, fully in Rage Mode. "What?! NO, SAKURA, IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! COME BACK HERE!"

Gai blinked slowly and owlishly, as if he couldn't interpret the situation that had just happen, but his death-grip doesn't loosen the slightest bit. When it did fully click in, he just chuckled. Yamato looked at him angrily, cheeks crimson. "AND YOU, DON'T LAUGH! IT'S YOUR ENTIRE FAULT!"

"Oh?" Gai raised an eyebrow, annoying the wood user even further. "You could of just teleport away, you know. Your hands aren't bound." He smugly smirked at Yamato's shocked face. He neared his face, their forehead almost touching, as they looked at each other eye-to-eye. "Or use a jutsu." That annoying chuckle again, Yamato thought with vex. "So, why. Didn't. You?" The older man smirked.

Yamato disappeared with an audible 'Poof'.

And reappear behind him.

"BAAKKKAAA!" Yamato screamed, and before Gai could react to anything, delivered a swift chopping kick to his head. As the older jounin groan in pain, crumpling to the ground, the chestnut-color haired man stomped back to his team, bristling with barely-concealed anger.

'Damn seniors and their annoying traits!'

Gai looked back at him with watery eyes; he could just imagine the flattened cat ears on top of the brunette's head and a tail poised stiffly behind him.

"Sadist," Gai muttered, but a smile came to his face. "But that what makes him special anyway."

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"Kabuto," A voice said with a tone of ironic appreciation, "Did you really go through it?"

A momentarily pause, broken by the sound of a thrown scalpel onto a metallic tray. "Yes," An amused grin that could even be seen in the dark. "I did."

"Good…" The first voice purred, and Orochimaru's golden slit eyes glowed eerily in the devastating infinite blackness, before the fading away in the cloud of darkness.

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Author's Note:

It would be pointless for me to apologize, because I would just do it again. But I'm seriously sorry to those who are still keeping up with this story, and I will do my best to finish this.

I think I'm the second person on to write a GaiYama story. I think the first one is a KakaIru story, when Gai and Yamato got drunk and were hitting each other off, and Kakashi wanted to watch them but Iruka pulled him away. It's a drabble, I think.

I don't know if people would accept this very very rare pairing, but I would love to hear from you.

Lol, Yamato is a sadist, and Gai is a machosict, what a couple they would have been. Actually, I'm quite surprised that Gai didn't pester Yamato in the manga about being Kakashi's subordinate, because that would have been hilarious. I mean, Gai tend to be unpredictable at times, and Yamato always overreact when unpredictable things happen. See the connection?

Oh, the cat ears things. Yamato's huge eyes remind me of a cat. A cute, fluffy adorable cat that overreacts at things. I love when people draw Yamato as a chibi, he looks cute with those huge cat-like eyes of his. :heart:

I'm loving the manga right now. Ah, so many NaruKaka moments~ Oh lala~ Overprotective Naruto…Ah~ Obito, you better watch out, because if you hurt Kakashi, you're so going to get it from Naruto.

Sorry about droning on. Stay tune. Till next time! Ja Ne!