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Okay well, this is my first time seriously writing anything like this so, some parts may seem kinda...silly. I guess.
But, it's rated M for a reason. If you don't like man on man just kinda skedaddle I guess.
They had been going for almost the whole day now; taking fifteen to thirty minute breaks every two or three hours. The two older team members had both agreed that Sakura and Naruto would do good to be pushed a little more then usual since they were both starting their ANBU registration and examination soon.
The sun had set on their last break. Kakashi could tell that his two students were getting tired though he couldn’t tell about Yamato. But he was thinking he was getting there because Kakashi himself was starting to feel the effects of running all day.
As if reading his thoughts, Naruto called back to him, “Hey, Kakashi-sensei, can we stop and rest for a while? I’m so tired!”
“Naruto, we’ve already been over this. We’re only stopping every two hours,” Kakashi sighed.
Tsunade said that there wasn’t a specific time from to complete the mission. But she said it shouldn’t take more then a couple days. It wasn’t a terribly hard mission. In fact, it didn’t make sense that she has assigned them to it. Perhaps it was just that they hadn’t been on a mission in a while and Tsunade wanted to make sure that they didn’t get lazy.
They could do with resting the whole night and starting back in the morning but, that would be too easy. And the Copy-ninja didn’t feel too terribly giving at that moment.
For another hour and a half they ran, conversations being limited to the mission halfway because everyone was tired of listening to Naruto complain.
From Kakashi’s position, he could see all of his teammates in front of him. He watched Naruto’s shoes slip and him catch himself when he fell and Sakura’s shoes snag on twigs and her tumble. When he saw Yamato’s foot slip ever-so-slightly, his brow furrowed. He knew why Naruto and Sakura had lost their footing but, Yamato was at the same skill level as him. He shouldn’t have been slipping up so easily like that.
“We’re going to stop here for the night,” Kakashi called up to the others.
The three others stopped. Naruto praised whatever lord there was and fell to the ground below. Kakashi ran up to where Yamato stood and put his hand on his shoulder.
“Are you feeling okay to make some shelter for us?” he asked.
Yamato looked at him confused but nodded anyway. After forming the correct hand signs, he managed to make a mediocre shelter for them. Mediocre because it was one level instead of his usual two.
Kakashi decided to sit outside while the others got ready for sleep. He pulled out his favorite Icha Icha book from his pouch and flipped to one of the dog-eared pages in the middle.
He read for what had to be an hour before he heard the door next to him open. Yamato stepped out, minus his face plate and jounin jacket. They stared at each other.
“Senpai,” Yamato sighed as he sat down cross legged next to Kakashi, “Are you ever going to stop reading those books?”
“Mm, most likely not,” He replied and flipped the page.
It was silent for a while, Kakashi reading and Yamato just sitting there.
Yamato cleared his throat, “How did you know?”
“Hmm?” Kakashi looked over to him.
“Earlier. How did you know I was tired?”
“Well, I came along a little birdie and you know ho it goes,” He shrugged.
Yamato sighed again, “Kakashi, seriously. How?”
Kakashi kept a steady gaze with him. His teammate and friend had a confused look on his face.
“You know, you look quite cute with that look on you face.”
Yamato’s face contorted slightly, his eyes going wide and a blush running across his face, “S-senpai, honestly! This is why I never try to hold a conversation with you. You can never be serious! Now just answer my question.”
It amused Kakashi that he could fluster him even after so many years of working with each other.
“Okay, honestly Tenzo, I saw your foot slip earlier. You wouldn’t have done that it you were wide awake and concentrating.”
Yamato pursed his lips, “Well, first of all, you know to call me ‘Yamato’ Kakashi. And second of all…thank you, I guess. You didn’t seem like you wanted to stop moving so I wasn’t going to say anything. Truth is I’m exhausted…”
“It wasn’t that bad of a run,” Kakashi murmured, going back to reading his book.
“…And I have the worst hangover in the world,” Yamato half pouted.
Kakashi laughed quietly, “Well that would explain a lot of things. Though, I thought you weren’t one to drink.”
“I’m not. But Genma found me on my way home.”
“Ah, poor you,” Kakashi grinned. He knew exactly why Yamato was so annoyed by it. He knew how Genma was. Over the years, he’d found different ways to go home just to evade the senbon chewing idiot.
Quite feel again. Yamato watched Kakashi’s book as he read.
“It’s not nice to read over someone’s shoulder Tenzo,” Kakashi murmured, not looking him.
“I’m not.”
“Yes you are.”
“No. I’m not.” Yamato said, his voice slightly rose.
Kakashi laughed, “Why is it so easy to get you mad?”
“Because you’re annoying,” Yamato said, turning his attention to the forest around them.
Another silence settled around them. Yamato sighed as he flicked a rock away with his index finger. After another minute of silence albeit the wind and Kakashi’s page flipping, Yamato got up to go back inside.
As his hand hit the door, Kakashi spoke up. “Tenzo, sit back down.”
Yamato’s brow furrowed but followed his orders, sitting down in front of Kakashi. He watched him read his book. Kakashi didn’t say anything even thought he had done what he said. Yamato ran a hand roughly through his hair.
“C’mon Kakashi, what do you want? I’m tired and I-“
“How are you feeling right now?” Kakashi asked his gaze still on his book.
“What do you mean?”
“Are you feeling okay to make another shelter for us?”
Yamato stared at him, “Kakashi-senpai, I already made one. I don’t know if you saw but-“
“Answer my question,” Kakashi cut him off again.
“Well…I guess so,” Yamato said slowly.
“Then do it,” he still had his attention on his book.
“But, senpai, I don’t understand,” Yamato said but went to stand up anyway.
“Just do it,” Kakashi finally look up at him.
The look on his face made Yamato gasp and fall back to the ground. It wasn’t his normal bored look and he wasn’t mad. It was predatorily…wanting. Almost…sexual. It did something to Yamato, something deep inside him, something that he wasn’t sure it was right to feel from another man.
Yamato stood up slowly, watching Kakashi watch him. He was watching his every move. Or maybe he just thought that because of how worked up hi was getting. Kakashi stood up after him.
Yamato walked slowly from the shelter he made for Sakura and Naruto, and Kakashi followed him. He wasn’t sure where he was going and hoped that Kakashi would tell him. Or, best of all, start laughing and say he was just teasing him again.
They walked for around ten minutes from the other shelter before Kakashi spoke. And much to his dismay, it wasn’t to tell him he was joking.
“You can make shelter here, right?” Kakashi asked quietly from behind him.
“Yeah, I can. It won’t be very big though. I’m still kind of tired,” Yamato said, twitching slightly both from anticipation and trying to summon up enough chakra.
The shelter came up from the ground. Yamato stood there. He didn’t know what to do. Kakashi walked past him and opened the door. He motioned for Yamato to follow.
He dragged his feet as he walked through the threshold and his stomach twisted. He was nervous. He shouldn’t be though. Kakashi wouldn’t…do anything. …Right?
Yamato closed the door quietly behind him and stayed by it. He didn’t look up at his senpai’s face. Maybe I’m sleeping. Yeah, I’m sleeping and it’s all a dream.
While Yamato studied the floor, Kakashi walked up to him. He didn’t even look up as he stood in front of him.
“Tenzo,” Kakashi said quietly.
Yamato looked up. They were they same height so they were eye to eye. He gulped audibly as Kakashi moved closer.
“S-senpai…what are you doing?” Yamato tried to back up but he only ended up pushing himself into the door.
“Why do you ask so many questions?” Kakashi asked as he put his right hand next to Yamato’s head.
“Because, I, uhm,” Yamato looked over to his left side at Kakashi’s arm them back at his face.
“Tenzo, just shut up,” Kakashi said as he hooked one finger in his mask and pulled it down.
Yamato’s mouth closed and his face heated up as his senpai revealed his face to him. He shifted his weight to one foot then the other and kept trying to avert his eyes from Kakashi but always ended up looking straight at him.
He opened his mouth to say something but Kakashi crushed his lips against his. Yamato stood there dumbfounded for a couple seconds. He didn’t know what to do. Well he knew what to do but this was just…awkward. He felt Kakashi nip slightly at his bottom lip.
After Yamato still didn’t do anything, Kakashi leaned back.
“Come on Tenzo,” he said, his voice a little deeper then usual.
Yamato looked down at the floor next to him. This isn’t right.
“What’s the matter?” Kakashi asked dipping his head slightly to look into the other’s eyes.
“It’s just-I mean…It’s too weird…I mean-You aren’t acting like yourself Kakashi-senp-Ah!” Yamato froze as Kakashi’s hand traveled up his shirt and across his stomach.
Kakashi watched the man in front of him as he fanned his hand over his smooth stomach. His face was somewhere in between pleasure and uncertainty. When he ran his fingers along the waistband of his pants, Yamato reached out and grabbed his wrist. Kakashi looked back to him. His face was straight now and he was panting slightly.
“Kakashi,” he said quietly.
“Tenzo,” Kakashi said back, a grin on his face.
“Why are you doing this,” Yamato loosened his grip around the other’s wrist.
“Do I need a reason?” Kakashi challenged.
“Well usually there’s some sort of-mmph” Yamato was cut off as Kakashi’s lips found their way back to his.
This time though, Yamato responded back to him. As he kissed him, his hand fell from Kakashi’s wrist and gripped onto his vest. Kakashi ran his tongue across Yamato’s lip and he moaned slightly and opened his mouth. Yamato’s frame shook as their tongues met. It was so wrong but if felt so good.
Kakashi’s hand that was on the door raked through Yamato’s hair and his other one went back to teasing his stomach as he explored the other’s mouth. He paused only slightly as he felt and heard Yamato unzip his vest. He smirked against his lips and shrugged the vest off.
“Mm, what?” Yamato asked pulling himself away only so much that he could talk. He could feel Kakashi’s warm breath flow over his damp lips.
“It’s nothing,” Kakashi said and started trailing kisses down his jaw line.
Yamato tilted his head as Kakashi’s lips traveled down his throat. Kakashi tugged on the hem of his shirt and then pulled it up enough to reveal Yamato’s stomach and chest. It made him flinch slightly when the cold air touched his skin. Kakashi pulled Yamato off the door and pulled his shirt up and over his head. He pushed him back into the door and pressed his body against his.
“Kakashi,” Yamato said as Kakashi nipped at the tendon in his neck.
“Hmm?” he questioned against his skin.
“C’mon, it’s not fair,” Yamato said as he gripped his shirt at his shoulders with both hands.
Kakashi lifted his head up and smirked. He pulled back again from Yamato and grabbed the hem of his own shirt and tugged it off, his headband coming off in the process. Yamato frowned at him as he still had the shirt on that was attached to his mask. Kakashi laughed and shook his head then pulled off that shirt too. Red swam across Yamato’s face as his eyes traveled over Kakashi’s bare torso. He reached out his hand to touch him. Kakashi watched as his friend’s hand shook.
Yamato stopped as if something clicked on in his head. He pulled back his hand.
“No, this is wrong,” he said slowly, “I mean, I admire you and everything but, as a shinobi. This is just…”
Kakashi grabbed Yamato’s wrist and pulled him to him, “You over analyze everything Tenzo.”
Yamato squirmed as Kakashi ran his hand down his side and nibbled at his ear, “I’m not over analyzing I’m just-“
“Then shut up,” Kakashi whispered and then slowly ran his tongue down his ear.
Yamato shook and pulled Kakashi’s head back by his hair. They stared at each other.
“So what,” Kakashi started smirking, “Are you angry at me now or…?”
Yamato bit his cheek and pulled Kakashi closer to him. He didn’t know what to do. Hell, he barley knew how to please a woman. How was he supposed to act with a man?
He leaned closer to Kakashi to where their lips almost met. God, what the hell am I doing? He thought and closed his eyes. He kept telling himself that he should just say no and go back to Sakura and Naruto but, another part of him told him to stay here with Kakashi and-
He opened his eyes and looked in Kakashi’s, not even being bothered over his Sharingan.
“Kakashi, what happens here,” Yamato started.
“Stays here,” Kakashi smirked.
Yamato nodded then moved to press his lips to his senpai’s. He shook again as Kakashi slipped his tongue in his mouth. He slipped his hands out of his hair to run over his chest and stomach. Kakashi started moving them away from the door. They were moving backwards and as Kakashi tried to kick off his sandals, he tripped and they both fell to the floor.
Kakashi laughed, “I guess this will do then.”
“You’re an idiot senpai,” Yamato said as he kicked off his own sandals.
Kakashi didn’t like the fact that Yamato was on top of him so he rolled them over. He started kissing him again but this time, trailed down his neck and past his collar bone. His tongue flicked over Yamato’s nipple making him shiver and gasp.
“What the hell?” He was panting slightly.
Kakashi just smirked and continued messing with him. He tried to untie Yamato’s pants and grunted when he couldn’t. Yamato reached down and tugged on the draw string and it came right undone. Kakashi looked up at him and half glared and Yamato just smirked back at him.
As Kakashi tugged down his pants and boxers, Yamato felt the back of his neck and face heat up. He wasn’t exactly comfortable with his body but, it was too late to back out now. Kakashi saw how uncomfortable he looked and reached back up to kiss him. Feeling the fabric of Kakashi’s pants on his now bare skin made him hyper-aware of everything-and the feeling of his erection against his own didn’t help much either.
“You’re fine,” Kakashi murmured against his lips, “Just relax.”
Yamato nodded and continued on kissing him until he felt Kakashi brush his fingers over his member. He made a small sound in his through and kept his eyes locked with Kakashi’s. His face was still red and it made Kakashi laugh inwardly to himself. When Kakashi wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped once, Yamato went ridged and he gripped onto Kakashi’s shoulders but then relaxed and a heady moan escaped from him.
“Wh-why are you the only…the only one doing anything?” Yamato asked, panting just a little bit.
“Because I hardly think you could make me come,” Kakashi said without missing a beat.
Yamato’s eyes widened and his face turned a deeper red, “K-Kakashi that’s just-“
“Tenzo, shut up, you’re ruining the mood,” Kakashi said and collected him up in a searing kiss.
Kakashi opened his eyes while their tongues danced with each other and spotted a step from one room to another. He smirked and pulled back,
“Hey Tenzo, go sit on that step over there,” Kakashi said.
Yamato tilted his head backwards to spot the step he was talking about. He looked back at Kakashi confused. All Kakashi did was smirk at him with the same look in his eye as earlier that had first made Yamato’s insides quiver. Kakashi sat up off him to let him scramble over to where he wanted him. He watched as Yamato settled himself on the step. He looked terrified. Kakashi laughed out loud this time.
“Honestly Tenzo, you’re way to wound up,” Kakashi said crawling over to him and resting his elbows on either side of his hips on the floor and settled himself between his legs. He looked up at him, “Can you just relax already?”
“How can I relax when you’re so…so…” Yamato stopped when Kakashi help up a finger to his lips.
“Remember what I told you? You ruin the mood,” Kakashi said quietly and returned his hand back to the floor.
The stared at each other for a while. Kakashi could tell Yamato wanted to ask what he was going to do. He just smiled lightly and nodded his head, “You’ll be okay, promise.”
Yamato’s eyes widened as Kakashi dipped his head and teasingly ran his tongue down his member. His hands clenched the over hang of the step. Kakashi looked up at him as he dragged his tongue across the head.
“Shit…Kakashi!” Yamato managed to spit out as he panted.
Kakashi just smirked as he brought his right hand to pump his member as he started sucking.
Yamato’s grip tightened on the step till his knuckles were white. He tossed his head back and cried out, his chest heaving. As Kakashi continued to work, Yamato’s right hand found its way to his hair and clutched it tightly. Kakashi grunted slightly and looked up at him.
“Kakashi,” Yamato warned him quietly.
Kakashi pulled back before he got a throat full of something not that pleasant. He was sitting back on his haunches, watching Yamato breath in and out heavily.
“Dammit Kakashi,” he panted and flopped back on the floor.
“That’s a charming view Tenzo,” Kakashi said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Shut up,” Yamato said sitting back up.
Kakashi motioned for him to come to him so, he did. He held his face as he kissed him and pushed him back to the floor. Kakashi re-trailed down to his neck and nipped and sucked there. He waited till Yamato was recovered and moving with him enough to make his next move.
He moved his hand down to Yamato’s backside. Yamato sat up quickly and stared at Kakashi with wide eyes. Kakashi took his free hand and gently pushed him back down. Yamato’s breath speed up and Kakashi smirked as he entered him with one finger. His muscles tightened but then relaxed soon after. Kakashi pushed in one more finger and pulled them out in a ‘v’ formation and pushed them back in.
“Kakashi,” Yamato cringed, “That fucking hurts.”
Kakashi pulled his fingers from him, “Not as bad as it’s going to be.”
“What?” Yamato asked looking up at him with half-lidded eyes.
Kakashi started untying his pants while steadying himself with his other arm. Yamato squeezed his eyes shut and made a small sound of protest in his throat.
“Are you scared?” Kakashi asked as he slid down his pants.
Yamato glared at him, “No. Of course not.”
“It’s okay if you are,” Kakashi teased him.
“You’re an ass senpai,” Yamato said half pouting.
“Yeah, yeah. Okay, now turn over on your stomach.”
“What?”
“You really are clueless, aren’t you?” Kakashi grinned as he watched the man under him roll over.
“I am not. You’re just really confusing me Kakashi-senpai. You’re- Ah!” His cries faded as Kakashi fell off into his own trance as he entered him.
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Kakashi felt something poke his shoulder and someone call his name.
“Hey, Kakashi-senpai, wake up.”
He blinked a couple times as he woke and rubbed his eye. He felt stiff as he sat up. Probably from running all day yesterday. He looked over to his human alarm clock.
“Senpai, you sure do sleep late,” Yamato smiled at him as he knelt next to him.
He stared at him as his mind reminded him of the dream he had. He shook inwardly. It was too weird of a dream. He’d have to admit he’d thought about it before but, actually doing it was something that he’d never do. And another thing…when had he fallen asleep last night?
“What’s the matter Kakashi?” Yamato asked, seeing the weird look in Kakashi’s eyes.
“It’s nothing,” he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
“Okay well,” Yamato stood up, “We’ll be outside whenever you’re ready to leave. Better hurry though or I’ll close this place in on you.”
“That’s very nice of you Tenzo.”
“It is, isn’t it?” Yamato grinned and turned to walk away.
Kakashi watched him walk out of the room he was in. He had a slight limp in his step. His brow furrowed. Yamato wasn’t hurt yesterday…
Kakashi looked down at himself. He was wearing only his pants.
A sudden realization hit him and he threw his hand up to his head in an audible smack.
“Fuck,” he dragged his hand down his face and fell back on the floor.
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