Summary: Iruka decides to relax at a bar after a long mission and meets up with an old friend.
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing.
'How pathetic.' the young man thought as he watched his partner begin to charm a fellow bar patron into something more intimate. Itachi scoffed and huddled deeper into his small little niche in the bar. He was disappointed with Kisame, both he and his partner were tired and exhausted, but for Kisame to not even sense his presence when he entered the building and the shark faced ninny seemed content to be blowing their money on drinks.
Uchiha let his thoughts run as he ordered a plate of dangoes for himself, staring down the occasional idiot who took a long and hungry look at his wallet. A few minutes later, the sharingan wielder turned his attention back to his partner who was laughing quite uproariously alongside his companion who swivelled in his seat, giving Itachi the chance to see his face.
"That man." the young Akatsuki member muttered as he plucked a sticky skewer from his mouth and twirled it like a senbon. 'He's from Konoha.' Itachi confirmed with a purse of lips and recalled seeing someone in Konoha who matched that man's appearance. 'Umino that is his name. Was he sent here to kill us... if he is, Kisame looks like he losing the fight.' Uchiha scowled as he saw Hoshigaki trying to woo a possible assassin.
'Pathetic. I suppose I'll have to keep a close eye on both of them.'
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Kisame laughed at another joke Iruka snickered out, imitating someone from his workplace, although the scarred nosed man didn't mention it, Hoshigaki assumed someplace in Konoha. The shark faced ninja was hot and itchy within his cloak, the heat in his abdomen had flooded into his groin and his eyes began to look at Iruka hungrily.
'I want him.' the Akatsuki member thought as his mind drifted and the thought of bending Iruka over the bar and fucking him raw made him lick his lips, but he doubted his old friend would be so complacent. "Okay." he said quietly and ordered another round for Iruka and himself as he scrounged around his cloak. Finally his fingers pinched a small vial.
"Oi, another beer, you really want me drunk and vulnerable, don't you?" Umino huffed as Kisame snorted at the irony but took the drinks from the bartender anyway.
With the finesse of a quick hand seal, Hoshigaki slipped a clear liquid into the teacher's drink, "Of course, you're so much friendlier when you're drinking." the man explained and held out the brunette's beer but snatched it away deciding to give Iruka the chance to make his own choice. "This place has rooms, come upstairs with me?" he purred, rubbing the man's cheek.
Iruka smiled winningly, "No." he said simply, his voice firm and calm as Kisame slipped his hands off the teacher and shoved the drink into his face, the glass pressed against the tip of brown skinned man's nose.
The jounin shrugged, keeping a close eye on Iruka, "It was worth a shot." Hoshigaki grunted, eyes narrowing when he saw the Konoha ninja place his lips on the glass, the golden liquid flowing towards open lips--
"Ahhh, I'm tired of beer." Iruka announced grandly as he placed the beverage on the bar and gave his companion a playful grin. "Here, have mine, Kisame."
The older of the two ninjas winced, eyeing the liquid wretchedly as if it were a glass of poison, and then looked back to Umino who was watching him quietly. "Uh, thanks." the man grumbled gulping down his drink and then quickly finished off the chuunin's with a grimace, he was hard already he didn't need another boost.
The Academy teacher suppressed his laughter and ordered himself some green tea. He was still in the mood for beer but he couldn't tell Kisame that.
"Let me get that for you, Iruka." the older man piped up as he got up to get the drink.
The brunette pursed his lips and scratched at his scar. 'He's not giving up. He wants to sleep with me that bad.' Iruka thought with a snort as he saw his companion collect his drink and slip a drop of an unknown liquid inside of it. "Thanks." Iruka chirped as he took the cup with a shy smile causing Kisame to smile back.
"Oops." the brunette chirped as he allowed the cup to slip from his hands and land squarely on Hoshigaki's lap. 'I wonder if it stung his crotch.' Iruka thought with a snicker as he grabbed a bar napkin and began to dab at Kisame's lap, despite the man's protest. Iruka felt his hand shake and his stomach quiver when he brushed against his companion's erection.
The Akatsuki member chewed on his bottom lip, debating on pushing away his cloak and shoving Iruka's mouth onto his groin or kick the man for spilling his drink on him, both were good options. Instead he grabbed the man's hand and pushed it on his groin. "Come upstairs with me." He hissed.
Umino flushed, his hand instinctively rubbing and curling against his companion's heavy genitals. Iruka coughed and tore his hands away, his cheeks flaming as he looked around the room, refusing to look at his friend's smug face. "Oi, Kisame, c'mon now." the man whispered. His eyes settled on a dark corner in the bar. The teacher's pupils dilated as he lost himself in the red abyss of swirling black. Iruka felt his shoulders droop and his heart began to hammer in his chest. Slowly the red abyss drifted from his vision and he gazed into a smirking blue face.
"Come upstairs with me?" Kisame asked again, daring to rub his face against Iruka's cheek. He rubbed his arms up and down against the teacher's sides stopping to squeeze his hips.
The brown skinned man exhaled a deep breathe, leaning into Hoshigaki's face and nuzzled against his neck. He felt all his doubts and good judgement melt away and his basic impulse settle in. He nodded his head. "Let's go upstairs." he purred as he asked the bartender for a key for the night and tugged the jounin up the stairs.
Across the room, a young man sipped on a glass of tea, washing away the sweetness of the dangoes he had eaten. "Pathetic." he muttered with a shake of the head, "The both of them, so pathetic." Itachi mumbled. His partner had acted like a love sick fool, trying to drug his companion into sleeping with him and failed. The Umino man was no better as he fluttered about and teased Kisame like a school girl who really needed to open up their asshole.
'And pretty soon he will.'
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Hoshigaki mumbled something unintelligent as he grappled away from heavy, dark dreams and opened tired, pink rimmed eyes. Still barely awake the blue skinned man roved his eyes on the face of his bed mate; his eyes lingered on the bruise on the teacher's cheek. Kisame smirked and nuzzled his face against the bruise and then opened his mouth, lightly grazing his teeth against the tender flesh. 'To mar such a face... only I have the privilege.' the man thought as he imagined crossing paths with the individual who hit Iruka and breaking their legs.
The jounin grunted as he twisted his body so he could drape his torso on top of Umino's resting frame. "You are a damn, good lay Iruka, surpassed all the fantasies I had about you when I was younger." the man admitted with a chuckle.
He could recall many of the jerk off fantasies he had about the younger Iruka, as he grew so did his image of the teacher as his imagination moulded the man into the playmate he always wanted. His hunger returning, Kisame nipped the bridge of the Academy teacher's nose to calm himself down.
He would usually find a pretty young thing to occupy his time and slate his lust, usually a brunette man or woman with an impish face. 'No fantasy can ever come close to this.' the man concluded as his groin throbbed, just thinking about last night.
The ninja blinked again as the shine of the rising sun drifted from the window and hit him straight on his face. Kisame growled and tightened his grip on the drowsing chuunin.
The sleeping Iruka responded to such treatment with a hitch in breathe and wriggled his way out of the jounin's grip.
The shark faced man felt a chill creep up his torso with the chuunin's departure. The older man frowned, "Bitch. You go from brat to bastard to bitch. Even when you're sleeping, I still want to strangle you." he complained and snuggled up to the brown skinned man, spooning against him and gliding the pads of his fingertips against a strong jugular and then sighed heavily. "But not today." he yawned and removed his fingers from soft flesh as an idea formed in his head.
Kisame thought of waking up Iruka immediately to reciprocate the blow job he bestowed on the anxious chuunin last night. It would only be damn decent of Umino to wrap his lips around his cock and suck him off. The shark faced man shivered at the thought and gripped the man's shoulder to shake him awake. 'In this case, I won't have to buy him breakfast.' the man thought crudely as he imagined the Konoha ninja would be plenty full when he was done fucking the teacher's mouth.
Hoshigaki shook the man's shoulder and opened his mouth to yell at the younger man to wake up but his breathe hitched when Iruka muttered something and harshly began snapping his mouth until he moaned and buried his head in his pillow. "He'd probably, bite my dick off." the man observed as he ran his tongue over his own sharp teeth. Thinking he'd have to give a good training to Iruka to give head with keeping the teeth out of the way.
The man huffed and shuffled Iruka to lie on his stomach and raised the brunette's rump in the air. With a smirk he delved a finger into the wrinkle of skin between his buttocks and grimaced. "A little dry... but he'll survive." the missing ninja muttered and aligned his cock up at Iruka's entrance, hoping this would give him a nice wake-up call.
Kisame groaned as he halted his hips from thrusting and threw a scowl towards a shady corner in the room. "I never figured you liked to watch, Itachi, you pervert." the man teased and cringed when he felt his bed mate react to the shift of chakra and raise his head. The blue skinned jounin hissed and began to shower sucking kisses on the chuunin's face, urging him back to sleep.
Uchiha waited until the chuunin released another content sigh and succumbed back to his dream world, and then turned his gaze towards his partner. "Get off, him." Itachi said quietly. Hoshigaki opened his mouth full of gleaming teeth to argue but was silenced when the younger man's eyes hardened. "It's time to leave." the man said while Kisame growled softly. "Start thinking with your upper head, Kisame." Itachi insisted spying a white streak of residue on Kisame's bottom lip.
The shark faced man opened his eyes to glare at his partner but found him gone. "Jealous, punk." the man hissed, and left the futon filled with a warm chuunin and gathered his clothes. He spotted Iruka's underwear and quickly stuffed it in his pocket as a souvenir.
Kisame tip-toed around the room, making sure that his bed mate was still fast asleep as he straightened the garments on his body and wrapped his cloak around his shoulders, heading towards the door. He cast a long look at Umino, the bed sheets were tangled around his waist, giving Kisame a very good peek at the dip leading to his crotch. The jounin gulped and could feel he was getting excited. He sighed and made his way back to the sleeping chuunin.
He bent down and smirked, kissing Umino's face, "This was fun, but next time, let's skip the drinks and just head to the bedroom." Kisame muttered as he bit Iruka at the corner of his lips and left.
The chuunin snored in his sleep and buried deeper into his sheets.
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"... So he left." Iruka muttered to himself as he stretched out on the futon, his limbs swatting against the mat, searching for the warmth of its previous occupant. The sheets were chilled, and with a nod Umino scrambled out from the futon. He grunted at the pain in his rear end and kneeled softly on the floor. "I-- I forgot, just how much it stings." the man growled and cursed Kisame. He cursed him again for his sudden and unannounced departure.
The brunette sighed and wobbled up onto his feet, doing his best to ignore the ache in ass. Frowning at the sunlight that splashed across his face, the man pursed his lips and again cursed the shark faced man for leaving the blinds open. "Oh my... they had better been closed when we were..." the man trailed off and shook his head. The teacher started to collect his clothes.
He grunted deeply, when his squatting led to a bout of stiffness lancing up all the way to his spine and he rubbed his rump to soothe his tingling flesh. Iruka snorted when he realized his underwear was missing and had to hobble awkwardly into his pants. He shook his head with a grunt and balked when he saw his torso in the smudged vanity mirror.
"That ANIMAL!" Iruka yelled as he tugged on his pants and stormed closer to the mirror. The scar on his nose crinkled as he frowned at the flamed hickeys scattered across his skin. The nasty bite Kisame gave him last night was chiselled on his neck, where he would have to hunch his shoulders to hide it until he found a shirt with a high collar. "That man--" the Academy teacher was interrupted from his spiel when a small knock came from the door. Before he could reply the mesh door slid open, a quick hand deposited a small slab of wood on the floor and the door shut with a click!
The Konoha ninja quickly shuffled over to the object, thankful that the deliverer didn't come in earlier and see him naked. A smile curled upon the man's lip when he spotted a dango stick perched on the wood. "One's missing." he snapped but the grumble in stomach got him to eat it anyway and then spied the other contents.
Iruka blinked and nearly chocked on his treat. "He left me with the bill for the room, the drinks-- and who the hell ordered all these dangoes!" the man yelled eyeing the total amount of money he had to pay. He flipped over the bill and frowned at the rushed words.
"Next time I'll pay and I'll teach you how to put that loud, very LOUD mouth of yours to good u--" the chuunin read no more as he crumpled up the sheet of the paper and tossed it successfully into the garbage.
"Like there'll ever be a next time."
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Iruka fretted terribly as he returned to his village. The few that noticed his well sucked and chewed skin awarded him with haughty smirks and shy blushes.
In these types of situations, Hatake Kakashi was most likely to get on his case. Oh, Iruka could see his smug face now... well not really, it was always difficult to gauge the Copy ninja's facial expressions, but his tone of voice would mock him enough. Hatake would probably urge the other ninjas to join in on the fun.
Umino mopped, ignoring the waves thrown in his direction from the guards at the main gates. "Hopefully, he was called out on a mission." the chuunin sighed as the gates opened and he made his to the mission room.
Imagine Iruka's surprise he learned Kakashi was lying unconscious in the hospital as well as his former student Uchiha Sasuke, both showing no positive progress in their condition. They were both attacked by the same technique from the missing ninja Uchiha Itachi... the man's partner was Hoshigaki Kisame.
Imagine Iruka's surprise.
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Ignoring the chill in his bones and heart, Iruka tossed another piece of shredded meat into the rippling waters of the lake he stood upon. He sidestepped out of the way when a very familiar fin shredded from the murky depths and neatly zipped towards him.
The brown skinned man frowned when the meat was tossed to the side and was eventually plucked down into the watery depths, a small jet of water mixed with blood splattered across Umino's shirt. "Mou, what's the matter with you, Momo?" the man inquired as he tossed in another piece of meat and it went completely untouched as it floated to the shore, being picked at by scavengers. "You love squid-- did you have something big to eat before?" the man pondered as he gave up his attempts to feed his pet and trotted back to shore.
The teacher settled himself on the sandy ground, his eyes tracing over the week old footprints in the earth, two people, and in a hurry. 'Nobody ever listens to the signs, till it's too late.' Iruka sighed as he saw an abandoned sandal flopped over on the bank of the lake.
The man sighed again, pulling his knees to his chest and burying his face in his arms. "I'm pathetic." Iruka breathed softly. He felt as if he were that small, lonely boy, again. He didn't like himself when he felt like that.
The Academy teacher's mind drifted to his silver haired comrade and the avenging Uchiha, both in the hospital. The medical ninjas and clerics were still unable to help their condition. Umino scratched his scar in irritation, causing it to shine an angry red.
With a tremble in his wrist, Iruka ceased his attack on his scar and let the tips of fingertips, trace the puffy shark bite on his neck. The only thing he left for...
The brunette growled and dug his fingers into the ground, feeling extremely ashamed. 'What's wrong with me?' he thought desperately. "I slept with that man, the man who attacked my comrade and Sasuke, the man who attempted to abduct Naruto." Iruka growled trying to convince himself of something.
Iruka knew all of that, he read reverently through all the reports and weaseled some information through the grapevine and Asuma. Kisame and Itachi were both responsible for such acts, he had all reason to truly despise Kisame, and to some extent he did.
'But... it was...' the man stumbled over his words as he saw a fin peak from the lake and dive back under. 'It was pleasant seeing him again.'
Author's Rant: Hmmm... pretty much all I had to say was in chapter one's rant. So, see ya!