Note from Kaminiko: Welcome to my drabble collection. Here's where I'll drop all those bits and pieces of stories that have nowhere else to be. They are all yaoi and feature pairings such as SasuNaru, KakaNaru and others, listed beside each title. Rating varies amongst each story from K-M, but I rated the lotM to be safe. If I have any other drabbles, I'll dump them here when the time comes. The title is from the Vast song - Three Doors. I just like the song. Anyhow, C&C is always appreciated.

Smooth Skin (KakaNaru)

Seeing Naruto sitting there, all slim bones and smooth skin was enough to send a jolt to places that he thought were long dead. He closed his one visible eye into a half-circle smile, but it was to hide his growing agitation around his rambunctious and utterly appealing student. He raised one hand in a two-fingered greeting and asked the youth what he was doing there, in his teacher's apartment, on his teacher's bed... in barely more than underwear. And shouldn't he be training, like his teacher had asked? Yet those crystal blue eyes were all it took to silence him as the boy tilted his head in a defiant come-hither. He knew at that moment he was lost, and resigned to his fate, he allowed himself to be swallowed by the boy's soft embrace.

Naruto was so much more than he'd ever hoped, and everything he had ever wanted. He cradled the flawed and hopelessly beautiful form to his chest, feeling a rush of possessiveness flow through him. Naruto tasted so very sweet; of life and something deeper, like the thickest of ambrosia. He looked so much like that man, from the past so long ago, that he was dizzy from the vertigo; but they weren't the same. Really, they never could be. Time and circumstance had shaped two magnificent beings, and Kakashi had been the one stuck in between, blessed (cursed) to love them both.

As he held the teen's sleeping form to himself, Kakashi looked out the window of his bedroom to see a flock of birds take flight, their wings drumming cadence at the late evening air. He watched as the wind shook the trees and the leaves trembled to the ground, and the sky change from pale pink, to deep orange, to blue-violet, dotted with stars. He watched the twinkling lights long into the night, until his eyes were weighted with the lull of sleep, until he could no longer resist the pull. He hugged the boy to him with a final, weary sigh.