A/N: It's been a hot minute, huh? I haven't updated since OCTOBER and personally, I love this story! (SORRY! I got hung up on a few other stories I started but haven't forgotten the others.) Thanks for sticking with me. Since it's been a while and as a little reminder, Mito's on board a Kiri naval vessel, on her way (a very roundabout way) to check out the barrier that hides the Elemental Nations. On the way, she's doing Mei a solid, hoping to find a Kumo spy on board.
WHAT a fantastic illusion. Mito couldn't wait to tell Kurenai about it.
Not that Mito was fawning over Captain Jackass. No way! She had a feeling that her (and possibly the admiral) being on board during this little "training exercise" meant far less pillaging and plundering (or worse) than the Kiri nins/pirates might normally engage in. Mito didn't want to break any part of the massive genjutsu but dammit: her now-literal-skeleton ass was dragging chains around, because OF COURSE she was.
Do you see this, Mom? Really, it was kind of hilarious. Earlier she had grinned at herself in the mirror, shivering when her skull (plus a few muscles, her scalp, and some jagged skin hanging off of it) pulled a weird face, somehow. Yuck. Mito lamented that her two-toned hair still looked "as-is," though, terribly enough.
As the minutes passed and she snuck around, trying to get back to the engine rooms, she was dragging more and more chains. They weren't heavy at all but they sure were noisy. She glared up toward the crow's nest and saw 'Captain Jackass the Illusionist' as she'd decided to refer to him, grinning at her, bad teeth and all. He looked fairly normal, only much older and… far bonier, she guessed. He gave her a skeletal, middle-fingered salute and carried on, waving seals now and again. From up there, Mito bet that he could see the nearby ship in the distance.
Mito felt like she was on a movie set - but this situation wasn't without significant risks.
Iwa didn't have a navy - and Mito wasn't familiar enough with pirate/sailor jargon to know what that kunoichi meant about the other ship "carrying Iwa's colors."
Mainly because of carrying her father's name, Tsuchikage had put a 200,000,000 ryo bounty on Mito's head: not that he can afford it. And Tou-san's is three times that.
Ha
As IF anyone's going to get their hands on Tou-san.
…Heh. That's what I thought about Mom.
Once under deck, the genjutsu dissipated somewhat, although the sailors, like herself, were still looking pretty skeletal. Mito's eyes caught on a plaque that had another two plaques cast over parts of it, her mouth slowly falling open as she read what was at first, clearly English.
SS Robert Bacon
Liberty Class—-
Whatever year had been on it had been badly scratched out and the plaque on top of it was hastily put up - more like pounded into the steel. Mito couldn't tell what the middle plaque between them said - it was covered - but the one on top was all Kiri's:
Akkorokamui
Kiri 729
Ship 1, Year 1 of the reign of Great Mizukage Hozuki Gengetsu
"Did you know that?" a pirate asked, startling her. From his chakra, she knew that she'd met this sailor in the engine room earlier and he didn't seem surprised to see her. Mito thought his name was Kiryu. "Maa, they don't call us the Sultans a' Scrap for nothin!"
"Huh," Mito lamely replied, scratching her neck. Because of the genjutsu, it felt crepey and skinny. Amazing.
People did say rude things about those in rural Water Country but 'Sultans of Scrap' was putting it kindly. "Trash Rats, Junkyard Dogs," or worse, Kiri was different because it was the centralized hub of the military but much of Water Country was involved in repurposing scrap. Water Country consisted of hundreds of islands: many formed of marshlands - although some were formed from volcanic rock near the mountains. It was a difficult country to live and get by in, especially if one wasn't a ninja. "Ya know, citizens of Water Country should rebrand what you do for what it is: environmentalism, right?" Truly.
Another sailor snorted. "Does sound better than poverty and scraping by." Agreeing, Mito winced but what followed was an interesting discussion of Water Country's economy, planned or wished-for infrastructure, plus unkind words about the daimyo that fascinated her. It was also humorous the way that everyone on this section of the ship, while running around doing their duties as things got noisier on and below deck, seemed to be participating in the newest topics of discussion, yelling their opinions over one another. Mito crossed her arms and simply pretended to enjoy it for a while before the first sailor, Kiryu, waved her over to his workstation.
Something is not right here, Mito thought to herself. The bantering: the open hostility toward the daimyo and Water Country's economy in front of the Hokage's daughter didn't sit as genuine with her. Shame. Mito would've loved to have enjoyed witnessing a frank discussion about this shit, especially if they didn't know she was present. Instead of voicing her doubts, she chose another tactic when the other conversations eventually petered out. "I know I've heard of or at least read the name 'SS Robert Bacon' but I can't recall anything other than that it went down at some point? Maybe during World War 2?" she asked more than said. The more important and less diplomatic question was "How did Kiri get their hands on a US Naval warship?"
"Meh, I don't really know the story," the sailor said, shrugging his shoulders. Mito closed her eyes and looked away. As a med nin it was fascinating (and yet gross) the way his visible muscles or bones moved, through what looked like… gaping wounds that oddly showed no blood. "I'm a little young for that shit. Ah- sorry, sensei."
Mito grinned slightly. She'd rather be called that than "hime" any day. "'S'all good. So how do these seals interact with…"
"Thought you'd want to know about their creation?" he asked - and Mito thought he might be either being snarky or rude: it was hard to tell when nearly everyone down here was missing eyebrows and more because of the genjutsu. Mito nodded, eager to hear how and when this ship had gotten its grubby hands on Uzumaki seals - or hear the bullshit story they might try to feed her. Unfortunately, another sailor called for her.
"Namikaze Hime-sama, you're needed on deck."
Mito stared at him, glaring - not that he could probably tell - before reluctantly following him upstairs. Once there, Mito found herself in the middle of yelling and a huge brawl - and pulled back to punch the man who'd grabbed her before she realized it was the admiral. "What's going on?" she yelled as he ducked, weaved, and pulled her forward.
"I told you to stay in your quarters!"
"Which is one reason I left - not that I realized that Jackass would know exactly where I am!" The admiral hit a seal that opened the door to her quarters and shoved her inside. Following her, Admiral Suzuna gave her a direct and threatening order to stay, and said that he thought she was being followed. "But that's good, isn't it? –If we've found the other spy?" That's why she was wearing the damn seal that changed and minimized her chakra. Mito watched him carefully; the naval officer was panting and stressed. His chakra was screaming that something was very wrong. "I've gotta tell ya: I don't know what anyone means by Iwa colors." I need to know what that means!
Suzuna nodded (to himself, it seemed) and calmed his chakra. He looked at the kunoichi who, unfortunately, was as beneficial and yet as much trouble as she was worth. Not that he planned to hand her over. "Stay in here." He locked the door behind him and Mito groaned, pouting in the corner. Thank Kami she always had food on her because she wasn't allowed out until after the ship docked in Wind Country.
Oh, man, she was pissed.
An hour later, all that was behind her.
Well, almost all of it, considering that someone was following her around. Mito knew the man had been on the Akkorokamui but she didn't know what he looked like. She was trying to seem oblivious to his chakra while keeping her senses open in case he had back-up. So far, there was nothing that indicated he did.
Then someone else's chakra leaked into her sensing range.
Mito felt some kind of squeezing sensation in her chest, excitement - although that wasn't quite the word for it. It felt different and almost like anxiety. A good kind of anxiety, she guessed, not having experienced this before. Her heart had begun racing. It had nothing to do with her mission or the idiot who was stalking her. No, for some reason, Kakashi was here. For some odd reason, she found herself squeezing her eyes closed and imagining him beside her.
Inside her.
She leaned on the side of a random building when heat ripped through her body like the lightning he was known to hold in his hand. "Fuck," she whispered to herself, running a hand through her hair and trying not to obviously squeeze her legs. It was… frankly embarrassing, standing on the streets of Furyoku, panties now soaked and her body on fire.
She glanced only slightly toward her stalker's position. Hurry up and make your move, asshole.
.
On a mission to assess the current Kazekage placeholder and the rumored Kazekage-to-be (as well as Suna as a whole,) "Sukea" had followed the movements of the Sabuku family as a photojournalist, all the way from Suna to the port city of Furyoku. He had no idea of whether or not the Sabaku siblings knew Sukea was supposedly a former shinobi - nor if they'd been alerted to Sukea's mission as part of the new Konoha-Suna alliance. Kakashi was on a mission. Sukea was simply working for the publishing company he sometimes sent stories and pictures to; one that operated out of the Fire capitol.
"Sukea" was a freelance photojournalist. As such, the siblings had been willing to answer his questions and let him photograph their missions for at least an hour or so each day of the last three. Since they'd left Suna.
It was interesting enough - not - but things took a turn when Kakashi noticed a man hovering around - someone whose eyes were too sharp - although he had first guessed that the unknown shinobi was after Temari or Gaara. He'd stayed close while Temari met with port officials and the red-haired jinchuuriki and his puppet master-brother ran patrols nearby.
Temari was getting used to her temporary position. He could see that she was frustrated at the misogyny this neck of Wind Country was especially known for but Kakashi thought she handled herself professionally, particularly considering how young she was. Interviewing her, he learned Temari had been preparing to be the Kazekage's right hand her whole life.
Camera in hand, he'd looked up when someone ran into him.
"Sorry," Mito cried, shoving a small piece of paper into his trenchcoat.
"Namikaze-hime. What a surprise." Your chakra is off.
"Ah, well, you know," Mito giggled pervertedly - although hoping for demure - as she smiled and pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. Kakashi was giving her a hungry, predatory look that only made her current physiological state worse. "I didn't anticipate seeing you in Suna, Keiya-kun." She smiled bigger when she saw how irritated the name made him again. "Anyway… Sorry to bother you."
Kakashi lightly grabbed her arm, still having enough sense to realize that the shinobi he kept seeing around this area was watching them from the corner, his eyes now narrowed on them. "Trouble, hime-sama?" he whispered. Mito slightly shook her head - more like moving her beautiful hair out of her face but smiled fakely when Temari-hime approached them.
"Mito-sama," the placeholder smiled, her teal eyes suspiciously darting between them and her guards.
Mito grinned, overly-sweetly, and batted her long red eyelashes at her. She wasn't supposed to be herself, after all. "Ah… Temari-hime, ne?"
Adorably, Temari blushed all over herself.
Her brother, Cat Boy, came up along with his sensei, eyeing her warily. "I wasn't aware that the Hokage's daughter was in Wind Country."
"Ah, well, it's a port city, ninja-san."
Kakashi narrowed his eyes on her. Oh, she definitely smelled like Mito, and his nose sure as fuck wouldn't lie about someONE as important as her but something was wrong. Mito was stressed - and aroused? Oh, fuck.
"Ninja-san?" Kabuto sneered as his hand moved to his puppet. "Sukea" touched that arm lightly and winked at him. –Which got another very humorous reaction.
"I can see she's in a hurry," Sukea grinned, his eyes curling into crescents.
Mito nodded and then dashed off.
The Sabaku siblings' eyes trailed after her. "I guess she could be on a mission," Temari whispered before nodding at her entourage. "Let's get back to work. …Where did Sukea-san go?"
Kankuro rolled his eyes. "I knew it."
Gaara walked up beside him. "Should we try to help?"
Hands on hips, Temari breathed in deeply and then glanced at her sensei who she guessed was watching where the two had sunshinned off toward. "No. I don't even want to know!"
Kakashi trailed Mito's scent to an apothecary shop, wildly interested in not only what she was doing in Wind Country, but in who the fuck this shinobi was following her. The unknown followed her into the shop but didn't approach her.
He'd missed her. He'd been picking up missions since she'd been gone but he even missed the silly, mundane things. Not just the sex or cuddling. Or sparring with her; or being her accomplice in whatever ideas popped into her strange mind.
Even training with Mito and her brats was something he'd missed.
"YOU," the Inuzuka brat barked, swirling toward him with impressive speed since Kakashi had just sunshinned to Mito's team's latest training field. "You've got no stamina! YOU train us!" Mito, being an even bigger brat than her Genin, began silently laughing hard enough to make her bend over and clutch her stomach. "How is any normal person supposed to keep up with this," Kiba yelled, pointing back to his laughing sensei and waving his arms wildly toward her. "This… Whatever she is that can't be stopped?"
Mito held out her arms in a "what can you do?" fashion although she was still giggling, audibly now.
Kakashi strolled over to her and flipped his book out. He cleared his throat. "I'm a Jonin. That means my stamina is fine - or excellent; right hime-sama?"
"Sure," Mito smirked, big as day. "Whatever you say… Sleepyhead."
Kakashi held his book up higher, feeling his ears burn because he'd passed out so hard on her, blissfully exhausted, on more than one night.
Mito sent her brats off to beat on each other.
"Say what you will, hime-sama," he whispered when he was sure they were out of earshot. "You can't say anyone hits it harder."
Mito turned toward him and away from her panting Genins, mirth dancing in her beautiful eyes. Her cheeks were rosy. "Yeah - not that I'd necessarily know, ya know, or want to - but I think I can give ya that."
"Damn straight you can."
Inside the shop, Kakashi watched as Mito winked flirtatiously at the asshole who'd been following her. He left and waited, settled his fucking unintentional growling, and became silent. She came out of the store again and he cornered her, pushing her up against an alley wall. "What are you doing?"
"Catching a rat, handsome. Care to join me?"
He glanced over and smirked at the unknown shinobi who'd been following her. He'd just come out of the shop. The guy looked absolutely livid and didn't try to hide it.
"So. You know of any love hotels around here, handsome?"
Kakashi choked. Off Mito skipped; the minx. He let her get out of sight, chuckling as he walked in the opposite direction. Once he felt the unknown's vicious eyes off of him, he turned and headed after the asshole following his girl.
.
Grinning widely as she made her way deep into yet another alley, Mito turned to the guy who'd been following her since she got off the ship. "There you are. –Thought you'd never catch up."
"What the FUCK was that?" the shinobi hissed, pushing his putrid self up against her. Mito's everything flared with anger. It was all she could to fight off her revulsion. She got her shit together and looked over her shoulder to ensure they were alone.
She smirked at him, remembering to otherwise approximate the resting bitch face of the Kumo spy that had been captured in Kiri. "Do I… know you?"
"Very fucking funny. I'd know your chakra anywhere, baby. ...What are you? A fucking whore?"
"Hm," Mito shuffled backward, avoiding this douchebag's erection which he was trying to push into her. Gross! "You should be careful."
"As soon as I remind you who you belong to, I'm gonna kill that tattooed guy you were flirting with…"
Mito dragged him into the corner and beat the living shit out of him. Once he was down on the ground and stupid enough to be both bleeding and looking oh-so-very confused, she knelt down to his level, letting the seal go that altered her chakra. It bloomed like wildfire and the guy cowered. "I think I'll ask Mei-sama to melt your sorry ass. –Or maybe I'll send you to the Yamanakas or my father in Konoha and tell him what you wanted to do." The guy's expression of horror would keep her happy all day.
But the guy had the nerve to piss himself. She whipped out a seal and he disappeared into it. "Yuck!" Being careful of what and where she touched, she pulled out another clean seal and put the first one into it. "Ew!"
"Maa, maa. Who was that?"
"Ah. I was just packaging a gift for a friend." Mito looked back and then found it difficult to look into Kakashi's disguised eyes, genuinely feeling shy. She stepped toward him and sighed contentedly when Kakashi seemed to try to hide her behind his bulk and trench coat, clutching a large hand around her waist. They disappeared in a sunshin. "Thank you. …You're much more handsome without the disguise, ya know."
Kakashi grinned. "I'm not sure I understand, sensei."
"Sensei, hm?" Well, wasn't that sweet?
Kakashi snuggled into her hair. "I got your note. –-Do you already have a room, hime-sama?"
10 minutes later -
"I need to… go back… and… get condoms," Mito gasped between kisses. Kakashi threw her on his bed.
"No."
"Yes!" Hime-sama tried to get up again, blabbering about him possibly having been sexually active while he was gone.
Kakashi dove on top of her. "Never."
"You're like, doing it right now," she laughed as he licked and chewed her cheeks and ears. "And… I don't smell like that gross guy or anything?"
Kakashi stopped and looked down at her. "A little." Too much, actually. He'd planned to overwrite that. He stood, offered her his hand, then surprisingly hauled her up, and then further surprised the laughing woman by throwing her over his shoulder. He carried her to the bathroom the way he liked to do. "Strip."
Watching Mito act all shy and flustered was something he enjoyed very much. – Until his thoughts caught up with him on what she'd been saying. He'd just taken off his shirt and had no time to enjoy the way she was looking at him, as if he was something she wanted to eat, as if she was his. –Which he was. He crowded her against the sink, glaring at her even though her big, beautiful eyes were killing him. "Have you been fucking around with someone else?" he tried to ask casually.
"No! And ew," Mito added, her nose scrunching up cutely. "I've been on a ship for weeks. –Months! I even got stuck in… a cushy interpretation of a brig, I guess. I mean, it WASN'T an actual brig cuz, you know, I would've sank a bitch for doing that, but I still got slightly imprisoned."
Kakashi blinked at that. "'Slightly' imprisoned?"
"Yes," Mito drawled, irritated. Then her hands were smoothing over his shoulders, her face longing and pleased, and she leaned into him. Kakashi wrapped an arm around her, moving her back so that he could turn on the shower. "I'm a med nin, ya know. I… I should set an example. To myself and everything. With the protection, I mean."
"Your seal's still good, right?" Don't make me leave, is what he wouldn't say.
Mito sighed and nodded, unable to help herself from beginning to play with his thick hair as she pushed his stupid wig off. A wig? Really, Kakashi?! "You should take off the rest of your disguise." Kakashi gave her an irresistible, roguish grin.
"From what I recall, in the past, you've wanted Sukea enough."
"Sukea?" Mito asked, her nose scrunching up again, and then she popped up on her toes with a grin. "I like 'Keiya 'better. Because it means jubilation!"
Kakashi groaned and moved to do as she'd previously asked, opening up his kit so he could carefully pull his 'tattoos' off. And get these fucking contacts out. After quickly washing his hands, Mito's arms wrapped around his waist from behind him as her fingertips explored his abs. As enticing as her delicate, long fingers stretching so close to his erection were, he pulled the damnable things out; the one over his Sharingan last. As always, it burned like hell.
Mito's hand lit up in green warmth over the side of his face and unable to stop himself, he turned to lean down to help her out. He let out a noise he'd rather not acknowledge until she suddenly stopped.
"I'm not," Mito began, pulling her hand and jutsu away slightly, feeling anxious. "I'm not trying to do anything to your Sharingan, ya know."
"Hm?"
"I mean," she went on, shifting slightly. Kakashi's broad hand gently wrapped around her waist to the small of her back, pulling her back to him. "I've given you a lot of crap about that eye." I told you I wanted to fix it - or at least better examine it.
Oh, alright. I said I wanted to replace it. The mere idea of changing him made her feel nauseous now. No matter how much I think it would help him.
Kakashi leaned his head down on her shoulder. "Go on then. I trust you." He sighed as her chakra entered his orbital bone and felt the warmth Mito always gave him, turning cool as it met his eye and his knees nearly buckled. Looking at her again and smiling at her shyly, he was alarmed to see tears. "What is it?"
Mito tried to find the right words - or the reason she'd suddenly felt so emotional. And embarrassed. I (love: no, no) care about him. Oh, fuck; I (love: NOPE) truly care about him. More than I thought. More than… Of course, I love him. He's my friend. And um… "I was… afraid - or um, worried, I mean… that you wouldn't want this anymore." With me. "Again, I mean," she tried to amend. Kakashi pulled her flush against him. His next words came out dark but dripped with sincerity.
"You just don't get it, do you?" He pulled off her top and then kissed her into submission as he continued with the rest of his clothes. He chuckled when she substituted with a tiny block of wrapped hotel soap. "Mito."
"Are you coming in or what?" she asked from within the large, walk-in shower. It's not love. I can't afford love.
He's not serious, anyway. But she could pretend, right?
Turns out, she couldn't.
She cried as Kakashi made love to her in the shower. He kissed her stupid tears away, even licking at some of them like the dog: that description doesn't fit at all, no the wolf he was, holding her up against the wall and uselessly trembling in his arms as he slowly but powerfully thrust into her, so controlled and… And she couldn't properly move against him and… "Let go," she begged and shouted as he did just that, ramming into her as a stallion might, his teeth biting into her shoulder so hard that she nearly blacked out.
She couldn't think; couldn't talk; everything was white and stars and… coming back down she stared at him in awe. Her useless, twitching legs tried to rewrap around him, and finally giving up, she used chakra to hook her ankles behind his trim waist. He had his arm pretty much against or between her ass cheeks and two fingers on each side of where he was burying himself. "F-fuck," she whined. Lightning sparked and she saw the room glow with white as he finished inside her, grunting and still promising things that could never be. "Ka- Oh, God, Kashi."
Mito's next orgasm hit her like a powerful wave cresting and somehow only growing stronger and stronger as it overtook the shore.
Fuck, she milked him so good. Kakashi kissed her again, deep and long, holding her jaw open and savoring every bit of her mouth, then her face and neck. "Made you bleed." He licked away the blood - lapping at it - and hated that it tasted so fucking, deliciously tangy. It took him too long to apologize. "Sorry."
Mito pulled his face up to kiss him again. His teeth were going back down. "Don't be. You know," she began and then smiled nervously. Should she admit this? "My um, tenant, has said doing that means you know how to do it right." Claiming a mate, Kurama calls it. Kakashi's cheeks pinkened and Mito knew her own were on fire. Don't I wish.
Gods, she was SCREWED!
"It - I mean, he… watches?" Kakashi asked incredulously.
"I think he's feigning sleep to give us privacy right now but um… Normally he's um… Yeah," Mito stammered. "Sorry." Kakashi only chuckled. "I am so…" In love with you she would not say. "Into you."
Kakashi gave her a horribly handsome grin: that jerk. "Yeah?"
"...Maybe."
"Ha!"
"Probably not."
"You. Wish."
Yeah, she kinda did!
"Maa, you should just admit you love me," Kakashi grinned as he lay with her in his arms much later, both of them naked and cooling down on the bed. He pouted when Mito took away the next grape she was about to feed him - a very Icha-Icha inspired scene, he thought - and narrowed her eyes at him. So testy.
"No." The boisterous, deep laugh Mito got for that took her breath away. "Id- – –idiot."
"Hm. …Your idiot." Was it wrong that he got off on how satisfied that made her look? Even if it was for only a second or so before she poorly masked it? Well if it was, whatever. He kissed her hand and glanced at the stupid thing that was on the TV before looking back at her. "You'll come back to Konoha with me? There's a hot springs that's co-sex…"
"Co-SEX?" she laughed. That's not how you say it! "Ew. I don't think I wanna sit in a spring where people have been screwing each other."
"Hm." Kakashi scratched his chin and pretended to think about it. "You should probably avoid the onsens as a whole then. Oh. There's another one I've heard of where they've got some kind of spring or bath in each room. It's just past the border."
"Like they have hot tubs?" Kakashi nodded, looking hopeful. She snuggled closer into his side and grabbed a sheet to cover them with. "I can't. I'm still on a mission."
"To seduce me?" Mito nodded, a shit-eating grin growing on her pretty face. "Maa, hime-sama's so mean."
Mito searched his eyes - they were both open again and he was looking at her as if she was precious or something. She looked away, feeling her stomach stupidly explode with butterflies as her throat closed up. What was her problem?! Mito felt like a mess. Wishing she could blame it all on PMS or something, she took a deep breath as she accepted a grape and laughed when he followed it, sticking his long index finger into her mouth. She sucked on it and gave him a saucy wink.
"You're going to kill me," Kakashi whispered heatedly. Mito grabbed his hand and sucked in another finger, her eyes going from playful to something more. "Tell me you'll come back with me."
With one last, long lick between his fingers as she popped them out of her mouth, Mito sighed bitterly. Kakashi kept his wet fingers on her lips as she spoke, looking at her dazedly. "I was serious; I am still on a mission. I can't say much, but I've gotta stow away on a ship and head out to… wherever."
Well, that was disappointing. "Wherever?" Mito nodded, looking a little lost. "Guess we'll have to use whatever time we have wisely." Mito's amazing, now-deeply violet eyes searched his face.
"I'd like that."
Kakashi watched her seem to make a decision, nodding at herself, and then crawled under the sheets; the minx grinning more and more as she pushed him down and kissed and licked down his abs. "Fucking HELL, Mi."
"Get ready cuz I'm going to be TerRible at this!" Mito flung the sheets over her head so that he couldn't see what she was doing.
Mito's first blowjob, Kakashi thought, was anything but terrible.
"Y- you sucked my soul out." Mito blinked at him as the room otherwise continued spinning. Her expression was concerned, of all the ridiculous things.
"Was it okay?" she asked timidly.
Kakashi hauled her up into his arms and shuddered against her. Later, he'd be shocked that he admitted it. He'd never regret it, though. "I love you. I fucking love you." Please accept it - me.
Mito shivered and slowly hid her face against his neck. "I love you, too," she choked, whispering. They lay like that, each hanging onto the other as if he or she would disappear for so long.
Kakashi was the first to get it together, deciding to return her favor with gusto.
Mito felt like she fully woke or regained her sanity a day or so later, her arms still around the pale man on top of her who was softly snoring against her breast, his arms closed on either side of her torso. Pervert, she thought, much too fondly. She couldn't feel her right arm.
I am SO screwed.
"I'm going to brand myself into your skin," he promised in a heated whisper as he thrust inside of her. "Into your heart."
He pulled her hair back harder. "...And with my seed into your womb."
Mito let out a series of badly hid snickers. Gods that was somehow so hot, so messed up, and so, so CORNY!
"What's funny?" Kakashi asked in a murmur against her breast.
"You," she giggled honestly.
"Brat." Kakashi knew that was a fact. He licked at a swollen, reddened, and immediately hardening nipple and smirked. Kami, he'd left a lot of hickeys in his wake. It was odd that they were lasting this time but he enjoyed it. He moved his half-asleep arm so that he could grab her ass.
"Um," Mito squirmed helplessly. "I shoulda asked earlier but don't you have other things to do?"
"Nope," Kakashi lied. "Nothing better anyway. Just you."
"Weren't you on a mission?"
Kakashi reluctantly moved away from her tits and snuggled into the pillow where her messy, two-toned hair was tangled and shining. All around her. "You want me to go back to… Temari?" He hid a grin against her ear when she went stiff. "Jealous?"
"No." Fuck, yes she was, wasn't she? Jealousy was not cool. She tried to withdraw her chakra to hide her emotions. "What about You?"
"Hm?" Kakashi didn't care to know. He was busy scenting and marking her up again.
"...Are you jealous of Jack-sama?" Mito gagged at calling Jackass "Lord" of anything and was glad Kakashi couldn't see her "blegh" her tongue out in disgust.
Kakashi shifted between her legs and then lifted his head to glare at her. "Yes." He'd stopped moving, which was difficult when Mito was squirming against him so nicely.
"Oh." And Oh, Man! Kakashi could look scary when he wanted to. Why did jealousy look so hopelessly hot on him when on her it was probably outright ogre-ugly? "Does it help that he's an old fuck that makes me sick to my stomach?"
"I heard he was old," he admitted and grinned when she pouted. God, she really was such a brat. He pulled them so that they were each lying on their side so he could get his hands on her, lips and teeth moving down her body again. His calloused hand moved down her side and he lifted her knee up higher on his hip. He watched the goosebumps follow his hand as he reached behind her to grab that amazing ass. He breathed into her ear, knowing it riled her up. "Gonna be my good girl?"
Mito thought about it. "No?"
Kakashi arched forward and wrapped his lips around her right nipple and bared his teeth. "Ws tha a questn?" he asked against it threateningly.
Mito wiggled her hips, groaning and making him moan. "No." She let out a cry when he bit her(!) gasping when he sucked her into his mouth.
He let go of her ass and smoothed his hand down her flat stomach, reaching for his prize. "You're supposed to say yes."
"Make me." Kakashi's pretty silver eyebrow raised as if he couldn't believe she'd said that. "Seriously - and…" Mito shuddered when she felt him press the lightest amount of lightning chakra to her clit. "Please… Oh, gods, Kashi. Make me."
Kakashi slowly nodded. "You are in so much trouble."
"I am." I really am.
Kakashi pushed himself up over her, lurking just out of her reach. "Gonna make you come on my fingers. -Then I'm gonna make you come on my face." Mito's pupils had dilated so far that her eyes were nearly black. "Then you're going to come on my cock and thank me for it. Then swear to never ask me to wear a condom again."
Surprised at that particular demand, her eyes snapped away from where they'd been lingering on his weeping, red cock to his face. "Uh. Why?"
"Like to watch my come spilling out of your pussy." Mito let out a stifled squawk and turned bright red.
"Y- you," she stuttered in exasperation, shuffling down so she could grab it. She stroked him the way she was learning he liked it and managed to lick his nipple. Kakashi was always ridiculously (adorably) shy about his reaction to that: he'd gone stiff and tried to get away even as he whimpered. He pulled away and she tried to pull him back to her with her heels. "You keep talking about breeding me anymore and I'll think you mean it."
Dammit, Mito. Kakashi longed for his mask, feeling that his face was on fire. "If I wanted to, I could get you pregnant right now. A hundred times over. Easy."
Mito snorted. "Well please don't do that."
Holding himself up with his left hand, Kakashi held out his right and they shook on it, making Mito fall into a fit of giggles. He yanked her arm and twisted her so that she was sitting on his lap, her back to him. He felt her gasp and groaned when he felt her juices leak onto his leg. He moved his knee up to grind his leg into her. "I know you like it like this."
"Y- yeah. …You do, too."
"I do." What was not to like? He had a raging erection that would soon be inside her, and his lap was filled with juicy ass and the beautiful kunoichi attached to it. He desperately wanted to skewer her on his cock but remembered his promise to her. He tapped her clit with chakra and spread her legs with his knees, lying back and pulling her with him. This part was new. Mito's breath shuddered and she groaned when he pressed his finger inside of her with his other hand.
"Kami, Kashi!" He added another finger, using the thumb on that hand to circle her clit, then added another. His other hand moved to her nipples, pinching and rolling one and then the other before he fed them to her to suck on.
She came so pretty for him. "I didn't forget." He held her still, repressing an often-visited idea of what it would be like to be inside her amazing ass, in that tight, puckered, virgin hole and signlessly made a clone (he'd been working on that.) The clone took one look at her and dove into her, helping him hold her legs open until she let go, working her ass against him - er, moving her hips almost frantically against his clone's face while he had her arms locked.
This time, she shouted and cried out utter gibberish when she came and Kakashi had to bite his bottom lip hard enough to make it bleed so that he didn't join her. The very satisfied-looking clone - always weird to see but certainly more palatable since his unmasked face was dripping with his lover's essence - picked the sobbing woman up to place on his cock. Kakashi groaned and pulled her down.
Then the damn clone got thoughtful looking, pulling his girl back up to suck on her tits. Aside from the pussy clenching him so good it bordered on torture, Mi was a spring, her head thrown back against him as she cried out. Kakashi and his clone worked her over, bouncing her on his cock - his damned clone catching his eye every now and again with a look of, "if you come, I'll kill you and take your place" to the point Kakashi believed it.
He only dispelled the thing when it made another - the third diving for the pussy his cock was already abusing - and the memories took him over the edge. "FUCK!" He flipped her over and fucked her harder than he ever had fucked or even thought of fucking anything.
Mito had her chest pressed into the bed, her hips up, her ass out, and was getting her head rammed into the wall. Finally remembering to thank him, Kakashi came inside her - again. He fell over her, whispering sweet nothings that she'd feed on to her dying day, she bet. "Ngh. Agreed. -No Condoms."
She was supposed to say that, right?
"Love you. So good for me, baby. Love you. …So good."
"Love you, too," she eventually breathed and fell asleep, guessing she was concussed. Unfortunately, she was met with a very disgusted-looking and awake fox. "Oh, man."
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When she woke up, Kakashi was still inside of her. Hard again. What kind of machine did she wind up pitting herself against? "Kakashi."
Kakashi gasped. "Sorry. I mean… I wasn't sure it was okay, but… Maa, I woke up here and um. You know how I am when I wake up."
"I do." Good gods, she was sore, though. "Told you it'd be okay to sometimes do this in my sleep."
"I would've asked again but I was already here."
Mito groaned and Kakashi took that as additional permission and she bit back a wince when he pulled up her leg. Kakashi was very tactile. Which was unfortunate because his wanting to touch where he was already buried and moving made her cry. His pulling out in concern and unintentionally zapping her with chakra only made the pain worse.
"Mito!" Kakashi searched her face; he thought everything had been okay. Through her tears - tears! - Mito started apologizing, of all the stupid things, and he couldn't breathe. No, he couldn't breathe out. He struggled and struggled and then she was over him, wide-eyed and panicked, the green of her jutsu hovering over him until everything went black.
Mito was freaking out. "Kakashi! Wake up, baby. Wake up, please!"
Kakashi's senses returned to him and he winced. Panic attack. He must've scared Mito to death. I swear to Kami, Hatake, can you not just take care of and cherish her? Can you not stop biting her, making her bleed, making her HURT when you're supposed to be proving how much you love her? Can you not stop showing yourself to be a fucking coward when she's so strong and…
"Are You Done yet?"
Kakashi went still - his eyes widened at the enormous entity sitting in front of him. The Kyuubi no Kitsune was staring at him, an expression of disgust had crossed his face he felt sure related to his Sharingan. Reflexively, he closed it again, expecting to return to his girl but the fox only regally bobbed his enormous head at him.
The fox's teeth were as big or bigger than he was. And where was his cage? Or the seal? Why… WHY was the fox in a forest clearing, and why could he also hear and smell the ocean?
And why was he in an open, messy laundry room?!
Kakashi closed his eye for a moment, exhausted. "Tell me this isn't her mind."
The fox only cocked his head. One of his ears twitched almost like his ninkens. The great fox looked as puzzled as he felt.
"Where's the idiot?"
That was a good question. And the fox was split in two. "Naruto?"
Kurama rolled his eyes. "Not Asura. The other one." His Call of the Wild summoned his… Ew. …His nude human vessel. "Put some damn clothes on!"
Mito and Kakashi both jumped and stared at each other. "Maa, did that just happen?" he asked numbly.
"Are you okay?!"
Kakashi looked away, shame hitting him like one of Tsunade's punches, familiar and very unwelcome. "I'm so sorry."
"It's okay," she promised.
Kakashi glanced at her and his breath caught at how beautiful she looked. "I swear: I won't do that again and…"
Mito was bewildered. "I liked it." How was he not freaking out at being in front of Kurama? And had the fox mentioned Asura? Is that what she heard? Oh, that was low! "I mean. I liked everything you were doing, it's just that from what I know," she went on, feeling embarrassed and wary. The thing that made it "sting" so badly still, she guessed, was Kakashi's chakra. But she did NOT want him to withdraw it. Honestly, she was a little worried she was getting addicted to it. It's just that when he did it a lot, then… "This is new to me still. I mean, I was just sore."
"Because I hurt you."
"Hurt me so good, though."
Kakashi huffed and couldn't help but smile a little as he dragged his hand through his hair. Mito's pretty smile only grew more fond.
"You're super cute like this, ya know?"
"And you're absolutely beautiful." Mito's eyes gleamed and Kakashi swore he'd do everything in his power to keep them on him.
.
"I have to go."
Kakashi nodded, biting the inside of his cheek. What kind of mission was it that she was on? "Rank?"
Mito tilted her head. "Oh," she uttered in realization. "Um, S."
Alarm bells went off in Kakashi's head. Mito was insanely strong; she could handle an S-rank - had handled more than one Akatsuki at a time. She was a hero of the Kiri rebellion and from what he'd seen on shitty video, had handed Obito his ass. And Obito somehow beat Sensei, although, of course, Sensei had to use a lot of chakra on massive seals that night. "Does…" Does Sensei know? He took a breath and blew it out, wanting desperately to know what exact type of mission she was going back to. –To know that she'd come back to him. "ANBU?"
Mito shook her head. "No."
So Minato does know. "If you need me, I'll be there.
Mito softly smiled at him. "Have you been practicing Hiraishin?"
"No." His girlfriend - Girlfriend! -pouted.
"We could practice when I get back?"
Kakashi raised an eyebrow at her. "We could." He chuckled when she jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his waist and smiling like a lunatic. "Maa. Wish we were naked. -And that you could stay." He tried to hold on but Mito eased out of his hold.
"Me, too." Mito looked down, hoping that this was real. Ah, she was so fucked. "Love you." Kakashi raised his headband and opened his Sharingan.
"...Say it again."
Mito swallowed down all that apprehension and decided to live in the moment. "I love you."
"Love you, too."
And then she was gone. "Fuck." There was nothing for it. He was already a week late and would have to haul ass back to Konoha alone.
Four months later -
Minato stared at his daughter's request. It made sense but also made him queasy.
Mito reported that she had made it to the barrier hiding the Elemental Nations and that the barrier was in tatters. She was now requesting someone with a dojutsu to have a look at what she couldn't see, but that her chains could reach.
Yo, Tou-san!
Got your last message. Go on and text me if you can. Sometimes when a ship gets close enough, my phone updates, so as long as it's not urgent, I'd love to hear from you that way for casual stuff.
Maybe Buddy can work with the toads to get time-sensitive stuff here?
Anyway, regarding the reason I'm out here, it's the damnedest thing. As a sensor, I could feel the barrier so I jumped ship. It wasn't until I ensured no ships were near that I, on a hunch, sent chains into the thing and caught a glimmer of gold. The seals are in ancient fuuin but disappear as fast as I can glimpse them. I need a Sharingan.
Can you spare Kakashi?
I tossed kunais into buoys on the way here and made seals on the water and stuff like ya do. I can grab his lazy ass if you send Buddy back to me. Buddy hates the water but doesn't want anyone else to take his job.
"Buddy" the giant black panther was still lurking around his village, waiting for an answer. Probably raiding stores that know to charge me for the cats' snacking needs.
"Hmm."
Kakashi, huh?
You'll "grab his lazy ass," will you, Mito?
He glanced over at his former apprentice who was reading Jiraiya's latest mini-smut and lazily eating eggs. Right at his breakfast table. I did invite him...
"What's your relationship with my daughter, Kakashi?"
Kakashi blinked at him. "Maa, I'm in love with her. And I knocked her up. Dad. –I can call you Dad, right? Or do you prefer we start calling you 'Grandpa' now?"
He got an eye smile.
Minato screamed.
Blood spilled.
Oh, God, it was his!
When had he stabbed himself?!
The blonde shook his head and shuddered. That hadn't just happened; it was his imagination, right?
Kakashi felt eyes on him. He grinned at Minato from under his genjutsu mask. "Maa, did you say something?"
Minato sputtered. "I'm not Gai!"
Kakashi shrugged a shoulder and went back to his book, giggling at a particular turn of phrase. Jiraiya-sama really had a way with words. "That's true."
Minato sighed. "I'm losing my mind."
Kakashi hummed. "Heard that happens when you get to be a certain age."
Minato's fists hit the table. "Get out of my house!"
"Damn," Kakashi pouted, slightly put out. He was taking Momo's delicious eggs with him and her coffee, too. And the silverware!
Putting the silverware back down and glaring at his seething sensei, he sighed, recalling a time when Kushina yelled at Minato because he -according to her - at times, had worse PMS than she did. "Okay."
.
Bored and sunning herself in a red bikini on top of her borrowed yacht - one that she planned to display in the Uzushio museum she was saving for - Mito waited for news from her father.
So far she'd been having a high old time out here at sea. The barrier might be unstable but that didn't mean it was all she thought about. She'd been making, testing, and refining seal after seal after seal to use in the museum that would soon honor her mother's homeland. Before she'd left Konoha, Mito had gotten confirmation from several of her contacts in the capitol that agreed to help her with graphics, display cases, and the like. Chiriku had even asked Daimyo-sama for his advice and the man (who was far more well-traveled than she was) had all kinds of advice. Daimyo-sama had even contacted people he knew to help her.
An active gal, she'd also trained, of course - and she pranked several foreign ships on the other side.
A South Korean vessel had been her first target. For some reason, the handsome sailors in their blue and white uniforms had all been on deck, standing at parade rest in a line around the thing. They all looked so pretty lined up like that and just called to her. So she henged into a mermaid and sang to them.
The poor guys didn't know what hit them. Mito's singing might be bad but the formerly perfectly-groomed and posed sailors were freaking out as she bobbed in and out of the water, topless with a huge, glimmering tailfin. A lot of the guys had pulled out cameras. She'd been pretty sure they were videotaping her. A few guys jumped ship.
Then there was the chaos she'd caused by standing on the water in a… Well. It was a little sacrilegious but her traditional/movie-style Jesus henge was top-notch, she figured. Those rowdy Australians had been very appreciative, especially when she shimmered away, dropping the henge and turned herself into a mermaid again.
She'd pranked more merchant marine vessels than she could count.
And although she'd moved on a fair distance, it seemed the Americans had come to investigate if their recon vessel was anything to go by. They were clearly at red alert. So Mito turned herself into one of those green aliens they liked to go on about and beckoned them to follow her.
Bastards had sent a missile at her!
Hilarious!
She turned her alien self into a mermaid and flipped them off. With both hands!
She kinda liked being a mermaid…
Naturally, she'd moved again - quite a bit farther away, this time - she wasn't an idiot. But, bored again, she'd sensed that fucktard Captain Jackass in the area and moved her little boat closer to his position. It was Kurama who had the idea to use his chakra to henge into Saiken. It was such a wonderful first for them! They got so big and brawny. Squishy-looking.
She'd scared the fuck out of that misogynistic old bastard. The Flying Dutchman genjutsu had fallen and boy, did the Akkorokamui take off in the other direction fast.
Hopefully, Mei would think it was funny. And… Ooh. She should've thought about clearing that Saiken thing with Utakata, huh? Yikes.
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She jumped up, smiling widely, when she sensed her summon reappear. Finally! Oh, Kakashi, I have MISSED you!
She groaned when she realized who Buddy arrived with, though. She jumped onto the water and grabbed the poor sinking kid's shoulder, pulling him up out of the water. "Are you okay?"
Hyuuga Neji was barfing his guts out.
"C'mon, Neji-kun. Let's get you inside."