Chapter 1: PILOT
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Three days.
It had taken three days of being together, and he had already turned into a romantic sap of a human being.
If you had told Hatake Kakashi two years ago that a woman would make him feel and behave like this, he'd have his hands through your chest before you could call it a joke.
But here he was.
His cheek lying on the toned, soft stomach of Nohara Rin; pressing butterfly kisses along her curves as she was moaning softly above him. As a Hatake, his senses far outclassed even that of the Inuzuka's, so much so that he could not only identify objects with his nose; but emotions as well. Different people had different emotions, and smelt differently.
Rin's arousal was one of the best scents he had ever smelt in his entire life.
He kept on teasing her; his mouth occasionally travelling down to her panties, his sharper-than-normal fangs occasionally grazing her inner, sensitive thighs. He was murmuring sappy nonsense in that husky, deep voice of his; the tremors travelling up Rin's skin where it sounded like honey to ears. He wasted no further time when Rin grabbed his hair out of her distractions, his tongue turning her into putty.
He was the furthest thing from a selfish lover, he was pleased to find out, putting Rin's needs far above his own. He didn't complain as Rin dragged her hands along his scalp, pulling on his coarse strands. His tongue was also far, far advanced than even the Inuzuka, being able to extract every possible taste. Rin's heat tasted like honey mixed with berries; her moans aiding to the whole experience. He inserted two fingers; and she went from moaning to shouting.
Fuuinjutsu was one of his specializations; as was anyone's if they studied under Minato, the yellow flash for so long. He was grateful for the sound-absorbing seals as Rin yelped and yelled as Kakashi brought her to cloud 9, then outer space. Kakashi revelled in his abilities; feeling good about himself for what felt like the first time. If he had known that Rin was the one missing piece in his life, he'd have kissed her under the stars beside the Hokage Monument long, long ago.
However, Rin was a very sensitive woman in bed, and Kakashi was over stimulating her, so she found her voice. "Kashi-love, that's-oooh-quite-ahnnn-enough." Kakashi looked up, concerned. "Am I that bad,-" "-No, Kashi, not at all. It's just, you're too good." Kakashi raised an eyebrow, but then smiled fully. When he was with Rin, Kakashi found out that he had dimples, a fact that Rin heavily enjoyed. He smiled so much around her, and he was so thankful for it.
Rin felt butterflies take flight in her stomach as she stared at Kakashi's smiling face. He nodded eventually, clambering up the bed, allowing her to straddle.
Rin initially couldn't believe her luck when her long-time crush kissed her under the stars beside the Hokage Monument. It had come after a year of back-and-forth flirting. Unbeknownst to Kakashi, Rin had her own share of insecurities. When Kakashi hit his second growth spurt, all of the girls thirsted over him harder than ever. She considered herself good looking, sure, but not to the level of people like Uchiha Kadasu, whose flowy black hair put her short brown to shame, or Hyuuga Usanbi, whose bountiful breasts dwarfed her.
She'd never forget that day when Kakashi made what seemed like an innocent comment to Genma when they were drinking- y'know, Genma, I have a thing for medics- and realized that Kakashi was staring at her. Indeed, she came to realize that Kakashi loved being healed by her. His reason was that her chakra carried a certain *feel* to it, that only Hatakes could sense.
All of that came flooding to her mind every time she allowed Kakashi to plunge his large , thick cock inside of her heat. Rin moaned to the heavens; eyes closed as she allowed Kakashi to trace her nubile body wih his scarred fingers and large palms. It felt like heaven every time they did this; this heavenly dance.
Kakashi's favorite part came later, however, as he marked her thighs with his teeth; drawing blood. When he told Rin of his strange fetish, it fed into her belief that he was a vampire or a werewolf, but like many of Kakashi's quirks, it was Hatake biology. Rin's blood was one of the best things he tasted; and the pretty red marks clashed well with her pale skin. He left hickeys all over body; which he knew she'd heal sooner or later, but he liked to anyway.
Hatakes were possessive of their mates, to a fault.
Rin collapsed after that, a pained moan escaping her as she orgasmed for the nth time, Kakashi following, pulling out just in time, thick ropes of cum falling in a special designated seal. Fuuinjutsu was a really good style.
As they both dozed off, Kakashi stared into the moon, cradling Rin closer to him. Had he finally found out his purpose in life?
meanwhile
Asuma was never successful in finding a smoking buddy (apart from Genma, but that was few and far between), but for some reason, Uchiha Obito was his latest recruit. He supposed it had to do with seeing him stare at Kakashi and Rin passionately making out beside the Hokage mountain three days ago. He understood it completely, he only burned the image of Ibiki kissing Kurenai on her birthday just a few weeks ago.
Obito was sulky, an observation Asuma thought he'd never make. His eyes lacked it's usual light as he took another drag, leaning against the walls of the Rusty Kunai. The usually happy, outgoing shinobi held his head in his hands as he blearily looked towards Asuma.
"How?" He asked to no one in particular.
Asuma kept quiet, until an idea popped into his forehead. It was common knowledge in jonin circles that the Daishukjo, Uzumaki Kushina had a soft spot of sorts for the Uchiha boy. He made up a story, before talking to Obito. "Hey, I have to tell you something. Kusina-sama is looking for you, something about Minato." Obito could see through the lie, but heeded Asuma anyway. Kushina was like a second mother to Obito.
Kushina happily squirmed beneath Minato. However, she was not looking for another round; as her newborn began roaring for attention. Minato groaned, collapsing beside her. "Shut him up, will ya?" Minato asked sleepily. "One minute you're begging for me to peg you and the next you sound like you came back from a week-long mission." Minato blushed a bright red at her words, but didn't dispute it.
However, as she finished cradling the other feisty blonde, there was a knock on the door, so low only she could hear it.
She opened the door, coming face to face with the (what?) raggedy face of Uchiha Obito.
The look didn't suit him at all.
She stepped outside hastily, closing the door behind her.
"I-I thought we could talk." Obito hoarsely said. "Of course, Obi. You know I'm always here." "Good. Good. Yes. You are." Obito rambled, leaning on the wooden walls of her house. Kushina knew why he was here. "Look, if it helps any more, I don't think Kakashi's a good choice for her." Obito laughed bitterly. "Everyone with half a fucking mind would know that. Except her, damn it." Nicotine really changed his personality, huh.
"Obito, talk to her." Kushina finally decided on saying, after an elongated, tense period of silence. "What?" he said sharply. "Tell her how you feel. I mean, it wouldn't get any worse, would it?" "She's not going to leave Kakashi." "Maybe, Maybe not. But you can't keep this bottled up inside of you." Kushina said.
Obito stared at her, shocked. Smirking, murmuring a 'good luck', she retreated to her house, the oak door closing behind her.
Obito made up his mind.
Chapter 2: Bloody hands, Bloodier heart
Summary:
This is going to be one of the longest chapters i've ever written. Obito's confession comes next chapter; i just wanted to get yamato's heavy crush on Kakashi started, and some KakaRin action before everything goes down. And boy, it goes *down.*
Comments help me
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It was another night lying in bed, and maybe for the first time, Kakashi wouldn't have it any other way.
The person who made him think like that, of course, was the brown haired woman curling up next to him; the scent of her fruity shampoo wafting up to Kakashi's sensitive nose, where he breathed it in like it was his oxygen.
The traitorous, perverted part of him snaked his right hand down to cup her supple ass, and he saw a little smile stretch her lips as she slept. It had been six days, and Kakashi nearly forgot about his old life.
It was like he could classify his life into periods- before Rin and After Rin.
He had began sleeping more, eating more, and filled out into his frame. He was now more bulky than lean; the perpetual dark circles under his eyes fading day by day, and all of those unhealed bruises on his face were now gone. However, nights like these rarely ended with them staying together, as something always came up. Usually, it was an emergency at the hospital; most of the medics had to undergo therapy themselves due to the horrors of the third shinobi war. The bulk of the work fell to kunoichi like Rin and Hyuuga Usanbi, even Mitarashi Anko began learning the trade.
But now, three slow knocks and one hard knock could be heard-ANBU was here.
Groaning, Kakashi slithered unceremoniously out of Rin's grasp. "What happened?" She managed to croak out, one arm outstretched vaguely in his direction. "ANBU calls. Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
Kakashi walked through the corridors of the Hatake compound; which he restored with the help of Tenzo. Mansion came nowhere close to describing it's size; it seemed the village wanted the Hatakes to stay considerably close to the gates and still have a huge compound capable of housing a large clan.
If the Senju, Uchiha and Hyuuga were royalty, the Hatake were warriors; the knights and generals.
The red-and-white mask of Tenzo stared back at him. Kakashi raised a single eyebrow. "Kakashi-senpai, Yondaime-sama requests our presence." Kakashi groaned, anticipating those words.
Over the years, the Silver Fang of Konoha and Tenzo of the Mokuton became synonymous with each other. They were the most ruthless duo since the Senju brothers themselves; Kakashi's speed and lightning complimenting Tenzo's ability to manipulate the battlefield. Kakashi's own teacher recognized this, and sent them on missions frequently.
They leapt through the buildings of Konoha, and Kakashi felt at peace for the first time. As far as he knew, there were very few immediate threats to the village; Kakashi and Minato both deterrents themselves. Minato was training Obito to be the next Hokage, and Kakashi had full faith in his black-haired comrade.
Soon, they entered the Hokage's office, Minato swivelling around in his chair.
"Ah, Kakashi, just the person I was looking for." Kakashi bowed respectfully. "It's assassination, isn't it?" Kakashi said. Minato sputtered. "How'd you know?" "When you use that phrase, 'just the man', it's assassination. When it's 'I have a mission for you two,' it's espionage. When it's 'I know it's not the best time,' it's reconnaissance." "Am I that easy to read?" Minato groaned, chucking a scroll to Kakashi. Kakashi caught it expertly, unfurling it with one finger. It was nothing special; a war criminal in The Village of Rice Paddies, who had tortured some newly-promoted chuunin during the war.
Normally, Kakashi would take as long as he liked on these missions; exploring the vast countrysides of the Fire Country, but now he had a feisty, beautiful woman to go back to, he needed to do this as fast as he could.
Tenzo's eyes were stuck to his captain's body the whole time. It had only been a year since he was properly reinstated into society, but he still couldn't decipher why Kakashi-senpai made him feel differently than anyone else. Tenzo's world seemed to be inexplicably brightened up whenever he was in the room. "So, how we gonna do this, my cute kohai?" Kakashi asked,a cheery smile on his face. Tenzo simply loved it when he was called that by Kakashi.
They were the words reserved for only Tenzo. More attractive team ro members spent time with Kakashi, and he'd never once heard him call anyone else my cute kohai. Blushing, Tenzo wanted to say 'whatever makes us spend more time together,' but knew that was foolish. Kakashi's heart belonged to someone else, of course.
Tenzo understood the strategic value; Rin-chan was an expert medic, soon to be rivalling Tsunade in terms of that. She could take care of Kakashi better than he ever could. But that couldn't stop Tenzo from cringing every time he saw them laugh or smile together. It made him relish missions like this, when they were alone. Tenzo got to see a whole different side of his senpai; a ruthless, cold-blooded side; but who was so kind and caring only for him.
It made him feel funny things inside, and stirred an ache in his groin he tried not to think about.
They were on a mission, for Kami's sake.
Oh right, the mission.
Suddenly, Tenzo's mind was out of the gutter, and he soon caught up to Kakashi as they both sprinted down the countryside at breakneck speeds. The Village of Rice Paddies was famous for it's long, winding roads, meandering around the huge rice paddies it was named after. Most jonin hopefuls often guarded the land; it was the single most productive village in all shinobi countries.
Which made it ground zero in shinobi wars.
They finally reached the target's hideout; and Tenzo had to give him credit; it was pretty unassuming. It was a huge mansion; as was the customary house in these areas; normally teeming with joint families. However, Kakashi was one of the best sensors in Konoha, and the chakra signatures were off the charts.
It was going to be a bloodbath.
One other thing Tenzo relished about Kakashi was how well they'd read each other. It took one shared look and they knew what the other was going to do. In this case, it was maneuver 3; Kakashi would sneak in and murder from the inside; and Tenzo would catch any stragglers who made it out of the place alive.
Kakashi sped off; moving as a blur as he crept in through the windows, and Tenzo could hear the sounds of metal clashing with metal, and soon meat. Sure enough, a few shinobi made it out; only to be splintered through the heart by Tenzo.
It was done in thirty minutes; Kakashi cornering the target in the dreary hall of the huge mansion. "So, they sent the Silver Fang after me, huh? I'm honored."
Swing-Blocked.
Jab-Countered.
Kunai swipe-disarmed.
Punch to the jaw; breaking it.
The target coughed blood. "You're no better than your fa-" "I suggest you choose your next words carefully." Kakashi said calmly; but his voice filled with venom.
"We need some vital information, and we will offer witness protection when you're done."
"Do you believe I'd fall for that shit?"
"Do you believe you have another choice?"
Growling, the target reluctantly gave up the names of his accomplices and where they were located. Smirking, Kakashi walked away, leaving the suspect gaping behind him. Once he was outside earshot, he spoke to Tenzo. "Bring it down." Tenzo smirked devilishly; performing hand seals; and soon the huge wooden mansion crashed in upon itself. Tenzo could repair it in a jiffy if there were any buyers.
That proud smile on Kakashi's face made it all worth it for Tenzo.
Good things didn't last forever, though, and soon Kakashi waved good-bye to Tenzo. "Kakashi-senpai, I, uh..." Tenzo began uncertainly. He wanted to try something that he saw other people doing. "Hai, Yamato." Kakashi said. "Can you-er-wrap your arms around me?" Tenzo had a big blush on his face. "You mean hug you?" Kakashi said, laughing. "Er-yeah." Tenzo said, rubbing his hair. "Come here, Yamato." Kakashi said. Tenzo eagerly jumped into his arms, making Kakashi laugh.
They stayed like that for a few seconds, Tenzo relishing the feel of Kakashi's arms wrapping around him; strong, hard muscle. His inner warmth warmed up Tenzo; and his scent, mint and a hint of ebony trees making it's ways into Tenzo's nose where he breathed in heavily. Kakashi raised an eyebrow at his kohai's behavior, but kept his mouth shut.
"You know we have wards, right?" Rin giggled, as she whipped back just as Kakashi tried to surprise her. She leapt into his arms nevertheless, tugging down his mask and assaulting his lips. Kakashi laughed in response, tumbling back onto a random couch. Rin grinded down on him, but stopped when he groaned. As a medic, she could differentiate between pain and pleasure.
"Baka. Bakashi." She said, shunshin-ing them both to the compound clinic, where Rin quickly strapped him down. Kakashi smiled at her, eyes on her pert ass as she purposely put a little sway in her hips, opening cupboards and taking out herbs and whatnot.
Soon enough, Kakashi felt the heavenly spread of Rin's chakra through his body. This time, his groans were of pleasure. He purposely was sloppy in the mission; just so Rin could spend more time healing him.
He'd never admit that to her, though. Rin packed a mean punch, chakra control and all.
The minute she was done, Kakashi teleported them both to the showers, tearing off Rin's clothing. She blushed at his actions. "I-ahhnn-already took-mmahhh-a shower, fuckkk-Kashi-uuuhhhhnnn-are you even-nnnnhghh-listening?" Kakashi's mouth, his talented tongue was assaulting her body; leaving hickeys all over her, lapping at her cunt occasionally.
"You were saying something?" Kakashi mumbled, letting the hot water fall. He shielded Rin from the water at first; letting it fall on his bloody back. Rin didn't mind the sensation; letting Kakashi lick the insides of her mouth as they kissed; his strong arms manhandling her nubile body.
She suddenly felt his cock slowly thrust up into her as he allowed the steamy water to fall on them; his mouth and nose devouring everything that was Rin as if it was the last time they did this. Eventually, the had to come off their high and Rin had to coerce Kakashi into doing some actual bathing, so she pushed him back, lathering her hands with soap, using all of her kunoichi self-control to not react to Kakashi grabbing her from the behind.
He conceded, eventually. He always did. He could never say 'no' to Rin.
He liked to use mint all over his body; mint was his natural scent, as was most Hatake males. Truth be told, Kakashi wasn't sure there ever was a Hatake female; he couldn't find any in their records. Maybe he'd make one with Rin. He immediately blushed hard at the thought; but arousal pooled as he imagined Rin carrying his kids in her belly-god, the very thought of it stirred arousal.
Rin noticed it, and giggled; soapy hands stroking his cock. "You're the fucking devil." Kakashi said out loud, groaning as Rin stroked his hard cock. "Hmm, I changed my mind. I'm done washing you, you big, baby-ahhnn-" She didn't get the opportunity to complete her statement, as Kakashi began fucking her in earnest.
It was going to be a good week ahead; he was sure of it.
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Chapter 3: Reasoning with a knucklehead
Summary:
Obito confesses, in a *suspicious* way to an onlooker...who's Yamato.
Chapter Text
It was the thirteenth day of their whirlwind romance.
Kakashi liked to think the storm was calming down; and they could have a 'clear-weather' romance, so to speak.
It was certainly his thought as he laid kisses across Rin's jaw; her hands tousling his wavy silver hair. It was directly before a double-date of sorts with Minato-sensei and Kushina-sama, and Kakashi wanted to make sure the whole village who he belonged to, and who belonged to him.
Rin giggled as Kakashi's talented tongue moved down her cute corset dress; licking her midriff, nipping at her belly. She swatted him away before he could rip apart her dress in his hunger. "Baka, we were supposed to leave atleast ten minutes ago." She breathed out, both hands on his cheek as she held his head close to hers.
"Hmph. Fine, if you want to spend more time with Sensei rather than me." Kakashi teased, twirling Rin around with one arm. Rin swatted him again, but did nothing more as Kakashi curled one arm around her waist, and they navigated through the huge mansion.
Rin unconsciously moved closer to Kakashi, a blush appearing on her face as girls and guys alike stopped to gawk at them as they meandered through the cobblestone streets in the more upper-class part of Konoha; the restaurant Minato-sensei had picked out was one of the finest in the Fire Country. This district housed the more wealthy civilians and two clan compounds (Nara and Inuzuka), and so was home to many kunoichi, who tried their best to get Kakashi's attention.
Rin might as well have been a piece of Kakashi's clothing; the way she was stuck to him.
Kakashi was unfazed, of course, greeting the few shinobi he had friendly relations with. He shot down Gai with a fierce glare before he could open his mouth, making Rin giggle into Kakashi's bomber jacket. "Rin, face the road." Kakashi murmured, but Rin shook her head.
When they entered the restaurant, she heeded Kakashi's request.
The civilian waiter instantly sputtered at the sight of them. "Well, when they told me the Yondaime and the Silver Fang were dining together here, I thought it was just more of Kobayashi rambling. It is an honor to serve you, Hatake-sama." He said, bowing so low his nose almost touched the ground. "Maa, no need to get all mushy. Where is our table?" "Of course, Hatake-sama, follow me." Kakashi silently chuckled, turning to face Rin. "I might has well be invisible." She grumbled.
Kakashi laughed at that, his mask stretching dangerously. Soon enough, they found a mess of long, frizzy blonde hair. "Ah, Kakashi, I was wondering of you'd ever show up." Kakashi looked offended at that, but shook Minato's hand cordially as well, a polite nod to Kushina who nodded back. It was a sort of an open secret that Kushina liked Kakashi the least out of their little family, and Kakashi returned the sentiment in kind.
Kushina was the polar opposite of Kakashi.
He tried more to focus on his respect for his Sensei rather than his dislike for Kushina as they began to eat. Minato, Kushina and Rin were engaged in small talk; and Kakashi chipped in occasionally with witty remarks. They had moved through three courses, and Kakashi was a bit tipsy; as he settled on drinking scotch while his three dinner mates settled on wine.
"So have you moved in with each other?" Kushina asked; cheeks rosy with the wine. Rin blushed even harder, looking frantically at Kakashi, whose frame was splayed across the couch-chair/chair-couch. "We-we're not ready for that yet." Kakashi replied, returning a calming look to Rin. "Why not? You two love each other, and I remember Obito telling me that the Hatake compound is fully restored." Kushina stated, eyebrows raising.
Kakashi's fist tightened beneath the table. Leave it to Kushina to ask invasive questions. "I think we're satisfied enough with where we stand right now, to take advice from you, Kushina-sama." Kakashi knew how much the honorific annoyed her, and it brought him joy as he saw how her lip curled in response. Minato defused the situation quickly enough. "Kakashi, are you getting promoted anytime soon? I remember giving my personal recommendation."
"It's too much responsibility, and Ibiki is perfectly capable of handling ANBU alone." Kakashi lazily replied, downing the last of his scotch glass. "Besides, I have someone to come home to every night." Rin blushed, nodding emphatically. Minato toasted them in response, and Kushina reluctantly tapped her glass to theirs. Kakashi couldn't decipher what he had done to Kushina to make her dislike him to this extent.
However, the second after their glasses clinked, six ANBU members teleported next to them, kneeling. "Yondaime-sama, we apologize for the intrusion, but the border was attacked by enemy shinobi forces. We suspect is Kirigakure." Kakashi's fist tightened around his glass, breaking it as he heard the word 'Kirigakure.' Those bastards almost killed Rin by sealing the Three-Tails inside of her, and it was only because of Kakashi's fortune that Minato was in the area, and was able to shunshin them to the Konoha border. The fight with the Three-Tails threatened to destroy the village; and the fight was where Tenzo made his name.
He never quite got the opportunity to make his revenge.
Sharing one look with Minato, he pressed a kiss into Rin's cheek, before nodding to the ANBU members, teleporting with them together to the ANBU Head-quarters. "Give me the details." Kakashi was just a team captain, but was still the best shinobi in ANBU, and acted as Ibiki's right-hand in governing the organization. "Sixty chuunin and two jonin commanders on outposts 5, 8, and 18." Cat relayed. Fuck, they were the outposts closest to bodies of water. It seemed Kiri wanted to claim early victories.
"Cat, Hawk and Boar, head to outpost 5. Eagle, call all of the active-duty chuunin to the gates, and place all jonins on high alert. Tenzo, head to outpost 18. Lynx and I will go to outpost 8." They all scattered off, leaving Lynx with him, who was still kneeling.
"Itachi, I'm not your captain anymore. You don't bow to me. Stand up." Kakashi said, as he strapped his mask to his belt. The whole shinobi world knew who was Konoha ANBU Hound, so the mask was pointless. He decided to take Itachi this time as the experience would be invaluable, and he was as strong as Tenzo. Kiri would likely anticipate Kakashi and Tenzo coming in Tandem.
Itachi shot up immediately. Kakashi-senpai was one of the few people he had an unyielding respect for, and would follow him to ends of the earth if it required. Kakashi strapped on the last of his weapons, before nodding to Itachi.
In an instant, they were both outside the village, and immediately hit the ground running. Outpost 8 was located next to a meandering river, and was guarded by three chuunin, who were all likely dead. While Kakashi had no sharingan or byakugan; his senses provided the same physical information as all of them. "Itachi, go on ahead. Fifteen chuunin, one jonin, piece of cake. I'll be right behind you." Itachi nodded, and sprinted faster. Kakashi summoned a clone to aid the young Uchiha.
Kakashi leapt into the air, the moon shining in his eyes as he threw his marker kunai; striking down an enemy chuunin. As anticipated, the three chuunin had just been subdued. Itachi was on the ground, fighting ten chuunin. Itachi and his clone were more than a match for them. However, Kakashi was slightly drunk; so he had to be on high alert to kill the three remaining chuunin and their jonin commander.
Kakashi rapidly made hand seals as he landed inside the outpost's top floor; which was partially flooded. The three chuunin paled as they saw who he was, whilst the jonin commander gnashed his teeth. "They sent the Silver Fang to deal with us? Guess Konoha is really in a weak spot, huh." "No, I'm just bored." Kakashi replied casually; making the final hand seal.
"Lightning style: Lightning Hound." Three dog-shaped lightning bolts emanated from Kakashi's hands and charged at the three chunin. Lightning style worked well against water; and the three chuunin were quickly killed. The jonin charged at him.
Punch-Blocked.
Kunai Swipe- Disarmed.
Headbutt- Dodged.
Round House kick-legs sweeped from beneath him.
"Fight back, you-" Kakashi agreed, piercing his heart with a quick chidori. The man went limp in his arms. He glanced down to see Itachi finishing off the last chuunin; red eyes gleaming. Kakashi dropped down; his clone disappearing in a poof. Itachi nodded to him, his sharingan visible through the eyes of his Lynx mask.
"Let's see how the others are doing."
Tenzo still had no counter to his mokuton; and disposed off the attackers at Outpost 18 quite easily. He spent as much time as he could giving a report to Kakashi, glad he was not wearing another mask on top of his own. The three ANBU he assigned to Outpost 5 had a bit more trouble due to the heavy amount of chuunin and the other jonin commander. However, another Lightning Hound from Kakashi and Tsukuyomi from Itachi was enough to scare them into retreat.
"I should've known they'd violate the cease-fire earlier." Minato grumbled, as Kakashi made his way into the Hokage Tower to report. "I know what happened, Itachi sent a clone here a while back. This was just a preliminary scouting assault by Kiri, to gauge our strength. I hope they've learnt their lesson; a handful on ANBU won against sixty-two Kiri shinobi." Minato had a smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes. He wasnt proud of massacring innocent chuunins. "Get back to-whatever, I need to prepare an assault. The council finally has an excuse to force my hand."
Kakashi nodded, whirling away in a swirl of leaves.
However, he didn't get far as Tenzo cornered him. Kakashi's heart began pounding as he saw the tears streaked across Tenzo's face.
"What the hell happened?"
one hour ago
Rin chewed her lip as she walked back through the cobblestone streets of Konoha. Minato assured her he had it all under control; but a civilian lockdown order was issued, and she couldn't help but worry for Kakashi. Sure, he was second only to Hiruzen and arguably Minato in terms of power, but you could never know what could happen.
She felt a hand on her back, and years of experience taught her it was either Obito; or a soon-to-be-dead person.
"Hey, Rin."
"Obito! It's been a while."
"I-er-thought we could talk."
"Sure! You know I can always make time for you."
Obito grinned, whisking her away in a shunshin, to a more secluded, forested area of Konoha, a bit close to Tenzo's house. The evening setting sun shone above the trees, casting god-rays.
"I-er-don't know how to say this, but I-uh-love you, Rin."
Rin raised an eyebrow, but laughed it off. However, the serious look on Obito's face hadn't changed. Rin pulled closer to him in a side-hug. "I know that, Obi. I love you too. So, Is a girl giving you problems? I'll punch the-" "I-It's not that, Rin." Obito said, his tone unwavering.
"I love you. More than friends. I love love you. I spend every second of every minute thinking about you." The whole world seemed to freeze at his words. Rin's mouth parted, and she drew away from Obito, whirling around to face him. He wasn't joking. His eyes conveyed it all. He stalked closer to her.
It was the first time she acknowledged how handsome Obito was. He was a bit shorter but a bit broader than Kakashi; sleek black hair atop a symmetrical face. His smile was akin to a million torches; and his scent-spices and chocolate. "Please, please, tell me you feel the same, Rin." He was dangerously close; and their foreheads met.
Obito saw the look on Rin's face. It was the same on his. Rin didn't say it aloud, but she didn't have to.
Obito surged forward, and caught her lips with his. Obito groaned deep in his throat, licking the insides of Rin's mouth. His hands closed around Rin's waist, drawing her impossibly closer. Obito's tongue was smooth; he had just shaved clean; his smooth skin clashing against her own. Rin could feel heat pool underneath her comparatively skimpy dress. Obito felt godly, like-
-shit.
Rin put chakra in her arms and pushed Obito away. "Obito- I-I need-" "Tell me to stop, Rin, and I will." She couldn't. Not to Obito. So he resumed, claiming her mouth once more. She wanted it to continue, but the sensible part of her screamed to run away, wait for Kakashi to come home.
"Obito-san, Rin-sama?" A meek voice emanated. They both whipped around to see the tear-streaked face of Tenzo. "Tenzo-kun, we-" "You-you-you're a whore." Tenzo said, the words lingering in the air as he turned away and broke into a sprint. Obito threw a look at Rin, who began crying on her own. He chased after Tenzo.
"Tenzo, wait up!" Obito yelled, leaping on the tree branches. Fuck, he knew Tenzo was Kakashi's closest friend, and still-"Why should I?" Tenzo said, stopping. They both came face-to-face.
"Kakashi-senpai loves Rin. He cares for her. He turned down a promotion for her. She threw it all away for you. I don't know why. Maybe you have a bigger phallus. Maybe you are more skilled. Maybe you are easy to heal." Tenzo's short, clipped statements made Obito want to laugh but he decided against it. "Tenzo-" Obito was struck by a Mokuton creation; falling away like a domino.
Maybe this will make Kakashi-senpai look at me, thought Tenzo, running away, crying freely.
present day
"What the hell happened, Tenzo?"
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Chapter 4: Talking with hands
Summary:
Kakashi confronts Obito, and then Rin. It gets ugly.
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Chapter Text
"What the hell happened, Tenzo?"
Tenzo stared back at his senpai, before shunshin-ing them away to a more secure location, safe from the prying eyes and trained ears of other shinobi.
"It's Rin-sama." Tenzo had a cute habit of calling anyone close to Kakashi sama, and everytime he addressed Rin that way made Kakashi chuckle a bit. But this was serious, and Kakashi's blood ran cold as he uttered that name. Kakashi's hands balled into fists. "What happened? Is she hurt?" "No, but-but-" Tenzo debated on what to say, as Kakashi relaxed a bit.
"She and Obito-san were...close together, their lips and bodies were-uh-touching." Kakashi's eyes were blown wide at his Kohai's words.
At that moment, every single bit of progress he made with Rin washed away. All of his insecurities came rushing back into his mind at once, claiming it as it had two weeks prior, before he got together with Rin. His whole body began convulsing; he had to lean onto a nearby tree for support. His heart began pounding wildly at his ears. "When?" his voice lacked any of it's usual sarcasm or mirth. This was the voice he used on missions.
"One hour ago."
Kakashi threw one last look at Tenzo, before uprooting the tree. He screamed into the moonlight, like a bloodied werewolf; chucking the tree away as if it were a senbon. Unshed tears burned Kakashi's eyes. "I-watch over ANBU. I'll be back." Tenzo nodded, bowing down, and for once, Kakashi didn't make him stand up.
Kakashi ran back to the Hatake compound; his wards signalling the presence of Rin. He moved as a blur, faster than he had on any missions. He couldn't shunshin directly into the compound, and surprised many civilians and shinobi with his speed. He burst into the doors, and met with Rin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if she was expecting Kakashi.
The reason Kakashi had survived two shinobi wars and an innumerable amount of ANBU solo missions was his ability to keep a calm head and a logical mind even in the most difficult situations. He had coached his mind through years of meditation, focus and practice, and he needed that part of him now. He decided to start interrogating her.
"Kakashi, I-"
"I know what you did. It's done, you can't take it back." He replied hoarsely. Some part of him felt sorry for seeing Rin in such a state; she was crying, her eyes red and puffy. She had changed into one of Kakashi's shirts with Pakkun on it. However, she smelled all wrong. It was clear that Obito had kissed her with tongue; and Rin didn't smell wholly like the divine honey he was used to; she smelt tainted, besmirched. It was wrong. He felt like vomiting all over the ebony floor.
"Kakashi, I'm so sor-" "Don't. Out of all the fucking things to say to me right now, don't say you're fucking sorry." Rin flinched at his harsh, vindictive tone. In Kakashi's eyes, there was no longer love. Hurt, betrayal and most of all anger was all she could see. His heart was beating erratically, his blood dangerously hot and it's pressure high. "I know he kissed you first. Did you allow it?" Kakashi asked, his grey eyes piercing Rin's own. Rin opened her mouth, then closed it. What could she say?
"I-I-It's compl-" "Don't you dare say it's fucking complicated." Kakashi moved closer to her, but his body held no ounce of desire nor love. He was close to tearing up his own mansion, and he needed answers fast. "I-" "Yes, or No, Rin. It's that simple. Did you even respond to him?"
"No, but-"
At that, all of Kakashi's hurt and betrayal washed away, replaced by a sensation he thought he had swept under the rug years ago. White hot, seething, all-consuming rage. It was the same feeling he had after he found his father lying on the tatami with a blade jutting through his stomach. The same feeling he had when he found out they sealed the three tails inside of Rin.
He was going to murder Obito in cold blood.
He paid no attention to Rin's cries, crying for him to wait and listen. He had heard enough. He found Tenzo waiting for him outside the mansion. "Call Itachi here, right now." Kakashi ordered, as they both began a sprint towards the Uchiha Compound. Itachi was waiting near the gates, one of Tenzo's clones disappearing as they both arrived. "Kakashi-san, what happened-" "Ask Obito's grandmother to step outside her house for now." "Why-" "That's a direct fucking order, Itachi." Kakashi snapped, and Itachi scurried away. Kakashi was breathing hard; his chest contracting with heavy breaths. His arms was shaking; his skin paler than usual, his grey eyes bloodshot.
As soon as he saw Obito's grandmother exit with Itachi, he walked into Obito's house, climbing the stairs.
He kicked open the door; it splintering into little pieces. Obito was hanging a picture on the wall, when Kakashi turned him around, and slammed his fist into the other man's face, loosening his teeth. Obito flew into the opposite wall, cracking the wall.
"You don't have one ounce of self-control, do you?" Kakashi rhetorically asked. He planned to rile up Obito as much as he could, before he pierced the fucker's head with Chidori. "You couldn't bare that Rin chose someone so astronomically better than you, so you fucking tried to harass her." Kakashi continued. Obito had just activated his sharingan; but Kakashi was still too fast, moving hypersonically as he delivered crushing blows to Obito's solar plexus and his ribs, breaking both. He wanted to kill Obito with his bare fucking hands.
Obito's mouth was bloodied. Kakashi kicked him on the side of the head; making him fall through his bedroom floor, to the living room. Kakashi paused, waiting to hear what Obito had to say for himself. Obito slowly got up, one sharingan eye open. "You're wrong, Bakashi. She wants me. She wants to kiss me, to fuck me-" Bad idea, because Kakashi couldn't think now. He matched Obito's charge; catching him in a suplex. Obito groaned in pain; quickly making hand seals. "Gokakyu no jutsu." Obito muttered; a huge fireball making its way to Kakashi.
It was easy enough to substitute himself for the nearby grandfather clock, Obito's fireball fizzling out as it burned the clock to ashes. Obito's sharingan anticipated Kakashi striking from his back, pinning Kakashi down onto the ground. Kakashi pretended to struggle, gathering up chakra before he headbutted Obito with the back of his head, breaking his nose. Obito yelled in pain; as Kakashi cracked his face once, twice, thrice. Obito's jaw was dislocated. "Get up, you fucking rapist. Predator." Obito perked up at those words.
"YOU'RE WRONG!" He bellowed; his words coming out garbled as his jaw struggled to move. His sharingan whirling, they engaged in high-speed combat, Obito's fire punches matched by Kakashi's lighting-charged attacks. However, Kakashi was better at taijutsu, and soon kicked Obito on his chin. He picked up Obito, and threw him upwards, back into his bedroom. Obito coughed blood, as Kakashi walked around his bedroom, picking all of the pictures which contained Rin. He ripped them apart.
"You don't deserve to have pictures of her. You don't deserve to be near her. You don't deserve to see her. You don't even deserve to fucking think about her." Kakashi made a series of hand-seals just as Obito was getting up. "Explosion style: Dynamite Kick." It was a jutsu he learned from Gai, and he combined it with his chakra. He kicked Obito square in his chest; and at that moment, the large front window of his bedroom that overlooked the Uchiha Compound, exploded, along with a part of the first floor of his house.
Kakashi didn't care about the glass shards that cut his uniform; he cared only about hurting Obito. Obito fell onto the ground hard; and Kakashi vaguely sensed many of the Uchiha clan members stepping outside to see what was going on at 3:00 A.M in the morning. He proceeded towards Obito's crumpled form, but was soon met with a kunai to his throat.
"State your business here, and why exactly have you nearly murdered one of my clan members, Hatake." Kakashi didn't swivel his head, or give any reaction. He knew it was Fugaku. He could take him on, but right now he was exhausted and hurt. He just wanted to get away. "It's personal. I'll be on my way, Uchiha-dono." Kakashi murmured so that only Fugaku could hear. Fugaku lowered his kunai. Obito was out cold. Kakashi whipped his head to the encroaching clan members, including his Grandmother, whose face was contorted in shock.
Kakashi scoffed, walking out of the gate.
Before Rin, Kakashi had another outlet for his sorrows; to drown them out drinking scotch. There was a bar reserved for high-ranking ANBU members, and Kakashi decided to pay it a visit. He swivelled heads as he walked in; his uniform cut up and his hands bloody. The scent of alcohol was normally repulsive to the young Hatake, but this time, it seemed to draw him in. The Bartender was an ex-ANBU member, one of the few to make it to retirement with pensions.
"Fire Country Scotch, pure, give me the strongest batch you have." The Bartender nodded, going into the backroom. The other ANBU captains looked surprised to see the prodigal son of Sakumo there. Bear sidled up to him, his huge form obscuring what little light the bar had from the overhead lantern. "What happened, Hatake? Girl break your heart?" He laughed, lightly punching Kakashi's arm. "Something like that." Kakashi managed to croak out, taking a sip of the strong scotch. Fire Country Scotch had a bit of kick to it.
"I thought girls were too frightened of you too do that." Kakashi laughed, but there was no humor in his voice. It was a painful, strained laugh, and Bear recognized it. He shut up soon after, allowing Kakashi to keep downing glass after glass of strong scotch. Shinobi had a high tolerance for alcohol, and Kakashi was no exception. When he drank a medium amount of alcohol, his mood lightened and he turned a bit crazy, like Gai. However, if he drank a heavy amount, he became a more somber, heartbroken and insolent version of himself.
The Bartender was concerned. Kakashi was downing glasses as if they were shots. He was holding his head in his hands; and the Bartender wondered who else in Konoha got to see the Silver Fang in such a pitiful state. He decided to make some conversation. It was the morning, and no one visited in the morning.
"So, uh, how you doin?" The Bartender asked. Kakashi looked up blearily, mismatched eyes bloodshot. "What do you think?" Kakashi responded, raising two fingers up; the signal for more alcohol. "You've finished the strongest batch. All by yourself. You know you have to pay for it, right?" "Take it out of my fucking pension, Kami." Kakashi snapped. He got up, a little sway in his steps. "You sure you'll make it to-" A kunai lodged itself near the Bartender's face. "Message received, Kami."
Kakashi walked unsteadily through the streets, drawing attention from the civilians. It was obvious he was drunk to the point of unconsciousness, so naturally, people tried to take advantage. A busty red-haired civilian girl sidled up, looping her arm around his own. A comparatively petite indigo-haired woman did the same. "Baka! I was here first!" the redhead said, nuzzling up to Kakashi's side. He was vaguely aware of the two women on his side, but was too drunk to do anything about it, so he atleast went into a dark alley to not draw attention.
"Let's ask Hatake-kun which one he prefers, hmmm?" The indigo-haired girl said mischievously. They both locked eyes in competitiveness, and started kissing his cheek, and as the redhead tried to tug his mask down, he came to his senses, and stood up with force; knocking them back. He summoned a shadow clone, and gave them a two-fingered salute.
Kakashi knew he had to go back to his compound sooner than later. He usually went for one-night stands with civilians during nights like these, but Kakashi was the furthest thing from a cheater. However, he found himself coming face-to-face with Tenzo. "Yondaime-sama is requesting your presence, Kakashi-senpai." Kakashi yawned. "Shunshin me there, Tenzo, I'm a bit-y'know-" Tenzo nodded, before making a couple hand-seals. Kakashi suddenly felt himself sober up.
"It's a jutsu I learned when I was still Kinoe." It was useful, Kakashi'd leave it at that.
Minato was pacing around in his office when he saw Kakashi and Tenzo arrive. "Shut the door. Tell any ANBU that's still here to fuck off." Kakashi nearly flinched at his sensei's harsh tone. His blue ocean eyes lacked any of it's usual bounce and happiness. "Including you, Tenzo." Minato said. Tenzo bowed, before casting a look at Kakashi.
"Now, Kakashi, tell me why in the fuck did Fugaku Uchiha launch a complaint and a motion to remove you from ANBU and throw you in jail for a 'disciplinary breach?" Kakashi began to speak. "Kneel the fuck down. I'm your direct superior." Minato growled, and it brought Kakashi to his knees. "I had to sort out a personal issue with Obito." Minato laughed humorlessly. "Is that why you left him in intensive care, and all-but-demolished his ancestral home?" Kakashi gulped. In retrospect, it wasn't one of his wisest decisions.
"Obito was-no-is- your fucking teammate, Kakashi. Your comrade. After everything you've been through-we've been through-you risk throwing it all away. Why?" Minato asked. Kakashi's nose was flooded with the scent of anger, emanating from the both of them. "It was-" "Rhetorical question. It's because of Rin, right? Stand up." Kakashi looked up. He stood up.
Minato slapped him across the face. Hard.
"Rin came crying to me. She begged for me to find you, to tell you it was a misunderstanding. Obito had her consent. I don't know what you interpreted, but con-fucking-gratulations, Hatake Kakashi. You threw away all the progress we've made since Kannabi Bridge just. like. that." Kakashi's blood pounded in his ears. That wasn't what Rin said, she said he didn't even respond to Obito-
-oh fuck.
Kakashi staggered back with the weight of this realization. Minato saw the look on his face. "Yeah, that's right. I hope you're fucking happy with yourself." Minato scoffed, walking over to his desk and plopping back onto his chair. "The worst part about all of this is that Fugaku's actually right. There are grounds to throw you in jail, and you being kicked off ANBU is pretty much guaranteed at this point. Unless..." Kakashi looked up at Minato's blue eyes.
"You have to reclaim the Hatake seat at Konoha's clan council." Kakashi opened his mouth, but Minato stopped him.
"Before that, you have to talk to Rin. I'm tired being the mediator between you three."
Notes:
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comment on what you think's gonna happen next? do you believe that Rin was in the wrong for allowing Obito to kiss her? do you believe that Obito was wrong, knowing Rin was in a relationship? do you believe Kakashi overreacted (lmao) do you want Kakashi to take the Hatake seat and play politics? lmk, lmk
Chapter 5: Negotiations
Summary:
Kakashi talks to Rin, and I had to use a lame plot device to make sure there aren't any loopholes in the plot. Then a whole buttload of action at the end.
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Chapter Text
Kakashi blearily walked back to his compound.
]He was feeling far too exhausted to just shunshin. He walked a bit unsteadily; but not because of the alcohol; but because of his confusion and sadness.
Minato seemed to be knowing more about the situation than Kakashi. Then again, Kakashi was never good at controlling himself when it came to Rin. He had acted like Obito, entirely on his emotions, entirely on impulse. He was disgusted with himself; disgusted that he had to stoop so low. What had he achieved? He had wrongly accused him of being a rapist; he had shredded up every reminder he had of his favorite person; and most devastatingly, he had been slapped by the one person he revered.
Not to mention Rin herself.
She must have chosen him for a reason, right? It was his belief that he was stronger than Obito; more in control of himself and a more capable soldier; an advanced killing machine. He had to live up to what she had expected him. This time, he let her down; a thing he was sure he was immune of.
He finally reached his compound. He took off his mask, sensing Rin in the kitchen. He shunshin-ed there.
"I-I didn't think you'd be here." Kakashi said hoarsely; his voice all wrong due to the gallons of alcohol he drank. Rin turned back, her eyes still red and puffy; she was preparing some egg ramen; a comfort ramen. "Well, my parents don't want to see me anymore." Kakashi looked down, gulping. He really fucked up.
Four days ago
Rin gulped nervously as she inspected herself in the mirror. Kakashi was watching her intently; amused at the way she was rushing around his( now his and hers) bedroom, using jutsu to change into new clothes. "Rin, why are you fretting so much?" Kakashi asked. "If the dress is too skimpy, they'll say I'm a slut. If it's too closed, they'll say I'm afraid of you. So it has. to. be. perfect." Rin rambled.
"How's this?" Rin finally asked. It was a traditional kimono. "After all that? It still looks really good, babe h ." Kakashi said huskily walking over to her. "Baka, this needs to be perfect. Per-fect." Rin said sternly, her fingertips enough to push him back, making him fall on the bed.
Kakashi raised an eyebrow. He walked closer to Rin, wrapping his arms around her. "My parents didn't want me to be a kunoichi." She whispered, her doe eyes focused on the ground. Kakashi nudged her to tell more. "I have three sisters. I'm the youngest one, but not by much. When they finally had my brother, they forgot about me. I discovered my chakra capabilities, so I wanted to apply for the academy. My father would've slapped me if it wasn't for my mom." A few tears fell from her eyes at that.
"My father wanted us to be married off; to the same person if required. He never saw me and my sisters as more tan bargaining tools." Kakashi raised his eyebrows. "Why didn't you run away?" "He's still my dad. He's done so much for me, I can't ever hold him in contempt." Kakashi rubbed her shoulders with large hands. "This'll be a piece of cake, Rin. I'll handle your father if he says anything."
"Wait up, Rin, oh my god-" Her mother said as she opened the door. Kakashi was wearing a sleek black outfit; a suit shirt and dark formal pants with a leather belt. "The-the-Silver Fang..." Her mother looked up with wonder at him. Kakashi scratched his head sheepishly; giving her a little eye-smile. Kakashi was a legend at this point, and well known in Konoha and in the shinobi world. "Told you it'd be a surprise, Mom." Her mom nodded enthusiastically.
"Please, please, come in, Hatake-sama." "Maa, Nohara-san, you don't need to call me that." Kakashi responded, blushing lightly as he removed the formal shoes he had on. "Oh, Kami, they're here already. Tell the other three and Kobayashi to come down here and greet the man." Her father said, coming round to see his daughter's date.
He stopped, and openly gawked.
"Silver-Silver-F-Fang..." Much like his wife, he was starstruck. Much like before, Kakashi drew Rin closer to him, and scratched his head awkwardly. He bowed low, "It's a pleasure to meet you and your wife, Nohara-san." He squeaked, returning the bow. "The honor is all mine, Hatake-sama." Kakashi didn't bother correcting him. Rin was all but hiding behind him.
They walked him and Rin to the enlarged dining area, where all the other girls were standing; Kobayashi the first to greet the esteemed guest. "Silver Fang-sama! It is an honour, the greatest honour." Kobayashi said, bowing down. He was a carbon copy of his father.
They all hastily seated themselves, and engaged in minor small talk. The three other girls had heavy blushes on their faces as they constantly stole glances at Kakashi. Until, the first real question was asked. "Rin, where did you meet Kakashi-kun?" Her father asked enthusiastically. Rin glanced at Kakashi, thinking he had a more refined version of what had happened. "Your daughter's always had my eye, whether she'd known it or not. In the past year, it grew immensely until I just couldn't take it anymore. Here we are." Kakashi briefly surmised.
Her three sisters stared at awe in her, her brother dropping his chopsticks; her parents' eyes brimming with unshed tears of happiness. Rin ducked her head, before looking at Kakashi, a megawatt smile on her face. They both linked hands underneath the table, continuing with their fish meal.
"The fish is delicious, Nohara-san." Kakashi said; a subtle genjutsu on his face concealing his face as he ate. She squeaked in response. "Oh, it's no big deal. It's the Nohara family special." She explained. The chit-chat continued until they were on dessert. Kakashi noticed that the three sisters kept quiet as much as possible; and ate their food slowly.
"So, Kakashi-san." Her father began in a very business-like tone. "A man such as yourself must be interested in continuing the family line, no?" Kakashi blushed lightly; whilst Rin ducked her head. "It has crossed my mind, yes." Kakashi settled on replying. Her father nodded, casting a very aggressive glance at his three daughters. "I'd like to introduce you to my other daughters. Misame, Nabia and Kana." They rhythmically got up off their seats and bowed towards Kakashi.
It was pretty well-rehearsed. Kakashi nodded back. "So, Kakashi-san, don't you think it would be in your best interest to have a few concubines? I assure you my three daughters are fertile and have adequate birthing hips." Rins eyes were blown wide at those words, her mother discreetly sighing, but looking straight at Kakashi nonetheless. He cast another look at the three daughters; who were trembling with nervousness. "I'd like to have an intimate discussion with this about Rin at a later time, Nohara-san." He nodded in response. "Of course, that's all I can ask of you, Hatake-san."
Kakashi's hands were balled into fists beneath the table.
They soon finished dinner, and Kakashi stayed back to idly chat with Kobayashi as Rin went upstairs with her family.
Her father hugged her, and her mother joined it to make it a group hug of sorts. "Rin, I have never been more sorry in my life." Her father said fiercely, tears falling from his eyes. Rin raised an eyebrow. "If the Silver Fang of Konoha admits that you've had his eye for a long time, then you are the best kunoichi to have ever existed." Rin was shocked into silence at that, happy tears falliing from her eyes. Her mother shared the same sentiment.
She would recall this story to Kakashi later that night, after rounds of pleasant sex.
present day.
"It's pointless for me to say sorry." Kakashi said, as he watched Rin slowly eat her ramen. Rin looked up, nodding. "I should have listened to you. I shouldn't have acted on impulse. I should have trusted you and I should have stayed longer. Rin, I am so sorry." Kakashi stood up, and kneeled in front of Rin's seat.
"You shouldn't apologize to me, Kashi." Rin murmured, stroking his hair as he let his forehead rest against her knees. She shunshin-ed them to the bedroom, where she cuddled close to Kakashi. "I-owe you an explanation." Fuck. Kakashi hadn't prepared himself mentally for a breakup. "I'm not leaving you, Kakashi." Rin said, as if she could read his thoughts. Which she could to an extent. Kakashi swivelled his head. "You-you aren't?" He asked. Rin pressed her lips to Kakashi's own, but pulled away before it got passionate.
"When you and I got together, I never considered Obito to be more than just my best friend." Rin began. "I think he got jealous of us two or just couldn't bear seeing me with someone else. It's exactly what I felt last year." Kakashi was shocked into silence at all of her admissions; it was a moment of vulnerability for her. "When the civilian lockdown order was issued and you went to fight off the Kiri shinobi, he...conffessed to me."
"What did you say?" Kakashi rasped. "I...didn't say anything. I was too shocked. Then he kissed me; I had the power to stop him. At that time, I should've known Tenzo was watching; I should have stopped Obito from kissing me. But I couldn't. I can't now." Kakashi leaned back against the headboard as dread nestled itself deep inside him. "Kakashi, I-I love Obito. I don't know what to do."
Kakashi choked on his saliva. He knew Rin was serious. He considered crying, running away to the abandoned living room, stick a knife in his stomach- He shook his head, diverting himself from those thoughts. He needed tha logical, cold-blooded side of him now.
"It seems pretty simple to me, Rin. Look." He adjusted himself, so that they were both face-to-face. Rin was silently sobbing, her form illuminated by the moonlight. "I-you-I-see-you shouldn't think of me as your-your-uh-keeper, Rin." Kakashi began. "You deserve to be happy above all else. Whether that's with me or someone-someone else, I can't-I-you know-I can't decide that for you." Kakashi settled on saying, cupping Rin's face. "I don't want to leave you Kakashi. I don't. I. Don't. I love you too." Rin said, cupping Kakashi's face harder.
Kakashi was confused; his brain stumped for once. How could one love two people the same amount? "How-" "I know, Kashi. I know. That's why, I don't know what to do." Rin repeated. She kissed Kakashi passionately, never minding the overriding taste of scotch. "I need time. Please. I-I need to work this out." Kakashi nodded. "Go talk to Obito." Rin said, turning away from Kakashi. He felt his heart twinge.
"And Kakashi." she said, just as Kakashi finished the hand seals for a shunshin to the hospital. "I'd really like to move in with you."
"I'd really like to move in with you." Those words carried Kakashi to the Konoha Shinobi (Now the de facto Konoha General) Hospital, stayed in his ears as he traversed the stairs to knock on the door. Hyuuga Usanbi opened it; her moony eyes doing a once-over on Kakashi's tired form. She blushed heavily. "Kakashi-kun, you are not permitted by law to be near Obito." She said. Kakashi exhaled. "Ok, you can supervise me. I'm here to apologize." The Hyuuga Heiress considered it for a while, but laid down a condition. "Only if you give me a kiss." She said mischievously.
Kakashi rolled his eyes, but obliged her anyway. Kakashi wanted it to be chaste, but the Hyuuga girl wasn't relenting. Their tongues molded passionately, Usanbi trying to make Kakashi as horny as possible. It wasn't working, however, and Kakashi broke the kiss before it got too steamy. A strand of saliva connected the too, and a heavy blush was on the Hyuuga's pale face. "Follow me."
Obito was on the bed, absentmindedly tracing the wires of his pulse monitor. "If you want to apologize, you're in luck. He has amnesia, but fortunately, it only extends for the past week." The past week. Which meant he knew about Kakashi and Rin, but hadn't confessed to Rin yet.
Kakashi sighed. It was better than he could ask for. He sat down near Obito's bed, interrupting his train of thought. Obito jolted, his eyes focusing on Kakashi. "Ah, Bakashi, I'm surprised you're here. Mind telling me what happened? The Hyuuga girl won't tell me anything." Kakashi sighed, pondering his words.
"I put you here." Kakashi settled on saying. Obito fell into silence, the Hyuuga girl nodding emphatically. Kakashi cast a very subtle genjutsu. "We got into a fight over Rin." Kakashi continued. Obito sat up, his mouth parted slightly. "I...I said a lot of hurtful things to you that I shouldn't have said. I caught you in a vulnerable moment, and the only thing I can do now is...say I'm sorry."
They both fell into silence, Kakashi uncharacteristically twiddling his thumbs. "Wow. It must have been pretty bad for you to come and apologize like this. You aren't even a shadow clone. But, what happened? What caused our fight?"
Kakashi sighed deeply, the strategist in him pondering the course of action. However, emotions weren't suitable battleground for a cold-hearted, mission-oriented strategist like himself. So he decided to go with honesty. "Obito-I-you, you kissed Rin. Yesterday. And had sex with her. You told her that you loved her." Obito's eyes were blown wide. He found it hard to breathe. Kakashi looked down, scratching his face. Kakashi looked up at Obito, whose whole body was coiled with tension.
"KSO!" He shouted, nearly punching the wall. "Out of all the times to get amnesia..." Kakashi laughed silently. Obito really knew how to defuse a situation with his humor. "Kakashi, I-I don't know what to say." Obito said in a more serious note. "I'd been planning to confess to Rin for all my life, especially since you and her-you know." Kakashi nodded, thankful that Obito was being honest with him in return. "Obito. Listen." Kakashi reached out for his hands.
Something happened between them in that moment.
"I'm not Rin's keeper. When you get better, don't hesitate to talk to her. Look, I-She told me she loves you, Obito." Kakashi ended with his voice dropping an octave. Obito's eyes were blown wider, if that was possible. "Why are you telling me this?" "Because I want you to hear it from me that I'm fine with whatever happens." Kakashi rose, his voice conveying finality.
I don't want to leave you Kakashi, I love you too.
Kakashi laughed humorlessly as he remembered that statement. "I should've known this thing with Rin wouldn't last." Obito gasped at that. "You're a better fit for her than I could ever be." Kakashi left Obito gaping behind him. He ended the genjutsu, and cast another one so that no one would see the never-ending streams of tears from Kakashi's mismatched eyes.
Kakashi found himself kneeling in the Hokage's office. "Look, if it means anything I'm sorry-" "I deserved it, Minato-sensei." Kakashi responded. That slap did a lot of things to him. "I want to hear the plans of your assault on Kirigakure." Kakashi requested.
Minato chuckled at that, waving a blank piece of paper in front of Kakashi, before gesturing to the piles of paper balls overfilling the dustbin. "If I had a plan that is. Not once in our history have we directly attacked Kirigakure. Even Shikaku Nara agrees it's a dumb ploy, but the council won't listen." "That's why I'm here, sensei."
Kakashi opened his backpack, and presented a bunch of Fuuinjutsu scrolls. Minato perked up seeing it. He examined it, before his mouth parted. " Fuuinjutsu Sage art: Dodecahedron Explosion..." Minato looked at Kakashi incredulously. "I-It's a good plan, I can tell you that. Plant Fuuinjutsu seals across Kirigakure in a dodecahedron formation and it exponentially increases the explosive power...it's enough to bring all of the main shinobi buildings to rubble, and then some...how did you make all this? It's a class-s-"
"Hiruzen-sama and you aren't the only ones who know ways with ink. I've been studying and practicing this exact seal since the third shinobi war ended. Think of it as a contingency plan." Kakashi stated. "However, it needs someone with sage style to activate it, and you are the only person I know apart from Jiraiya-sama who can do it." Minato nodded, blue eyes rapidly poring over each and every seal. "I'll have to bring this up to the council-" "There's no time for that. I leave tonight. Solo." Minato raised his head.
"Kakashi, don't-"
"You can't stop me, Minato sensei. I need this, and I'm the best person for the job."
"This isn't about your capability. It's too big a risk to send one man to destroy an entire village."
"Just activate the seals, Sensei. We can't wait for long. If you don't, I'll hunt down Master Jiraiya myself."
Kakashi fastened his Hound mask to his belt; staring at himself at his old apartment mirror. He didn't have the gall to speak to Rin, not before Obito had spoke to her. He had taken up this mission in order to unleash his anger and sadness for a useful cause; the cause being the complete decimation of Kirigakure.
His plan was to sneak in as a photographer; that profession being one of the 25 non-suspicious reasons to enter Kirigakure, as published by their tourism and counter-terrorism board. He had chosen to take a character from his beloved Icha-Icha series. Brown wavy hair, two purple stripes vertically on his eyes; a copious amount of clothing and steely grey eyes.
It was a quick shunshin to the border-point; after which Kakashi, now Koi Sukea, had to break into a ninja-run. He cast a genjutsu as he speeded along the road; silently noting the waves of chuunin that were walking out into the night. They were planning to make an assault on the Fire Country.
Not if Kakashi could do it first.
He reached the village walls at late night; the smell of the sea calming his frazzled nerves. Sukea was excitable and easily frightened; but calm when dealing with other people. He took a deep breath, walking up to the two guards. "Greetings. I am Koi Sukea, and I'm a photographer." The guards looked at him, with a raised eyebrow. "Show us some of your photos, then." One of them said. Sukea nodded, withdrawing a few pictures of Kiri he had bought from a vendor. "I visited Kiri in the past. It's a beautiful locale." Kakashi said, no hints of the Konoha accent.
They looked at each other, then at Kakashi. Kakashi had tamped down his chakra as best he could. Suddenly, without warning, one of the guards charged at him. Kakashi scoffed; standard civilian-shinobi test. Kakashi yelped; cowering down. The guard breathed a sigh of relief. "Welcome back to Kirigakure, Koi Sukea. We'll be keeping an eye on you." Kakashi bowed, his backpack full of seals jiggling.
He had scores of hidden weapons underneath those heavy clothes. Kakashi decided to start out at the military bar; which was ground zero for the starting point of the dodecahedron. The shape required him to stick seals at unconventional places, but nothing he hadn't done before.
He entered the bar, exhaling as the strong scent of Kiri Ale wafted up to his nose. Kakashi cracked his neck, before taking a seat. There were ten chuunin and six jonin in the bar; perfect. Kakashi had the perfect jutsu for crowd control. "Ahem, I think you're new around here, but this bar is meant for military only-" "Lightning style: Lightning Chain." Kakashi said; lightning surrounding him as he heard the cries of the bar's patrons. The lightning quickly jumped from target to target; the A-ranked jutsu downing everyone in the bar, save the one jonin; who had a hole through his chest, gasping for air.
A kunai lodged itself in between his eyes as Kakashi started to think.
Rin loved Obito. That was for sure. She'd said it with pure conviction and determination in her eyes. Kakashi slapped the first seal at the center of the bar; beheading one of the other workers; before he threw his kunai at the throat of the last; who was running for the exit. However, how could one person love two at the same time? Either she was lying to Kakashi, or lie to Obito. Hah. As if she would ever lie to Obito.
Kakashi shed his overcoat, as he ran into the main armory. He blocked the chuunin's punch, tearing of his arm before piercing his chest with chidori. He used the kunai clutched in the now-torn-off hand to stab the other guard's face. So why had she stopped loving Kakashi? To understand this, he had to see the advantages of dating Obito. Yes. That was what a good tactician would do. Kakashi ran up the stairs, into a long corridor. The Kiri shinobi popped out of the doors one by one. "Gokakyu No Jutsu." Kakashi murmured; the huge fireball turning their outstretched heads into ashes.
Obito was a little bit shorter, but a bit broader and bulkier. Maybe it was because he actually cared about his health and had a Grandmother to feed him well. He checked each room for any stragglers, before he made his way to the final floor. The jonin present sent water jutsu after water jutsu after Kakashi; but it was easy to substitute his way to them. He unsheathed his longsword. "Sword Style; Silent Sparrow." Kakashi moved at hypersonic speeds, slicing the jonin as they were pizza slices. He planted the second seal on an overhead tubelight.
Did Obito have a bigger dick? Yes. Point one. Kakashi always knew 'dick size' mattered to girls. He didn't know if his penis was big or small, but Obito's must have been huge, for Rin to fuck him on the night he confessed. It was easy work to finish off the chuunin at the rooftop, before he leapt to the shinobi hospital. "Lightning style: Chidori Current." Lightning seeped out of Kakashi's body as it spread to the hospital rooms. The hospital bulbs broke as Kakashi made his way through the establishing; occasionally beheading the chuunin that were roaming about.
Obito was definitely richer than Kakashi. The Uchiha had bottomless pockets, and although Kakashi was in the upper class of 'rich', he still had far less money than any Uchiha. Maybe Rin was drawn in by that; maybe Obito had bought her an extravagant gift. The medics screamed as they saw the lightning strike their comrades. Kakashi paid no attention; ruthlessly murdering everyone who put up a fight. Most of them seemed to accept their fate; bowing down as a second later, their heads rolled.
Obito undoubtedly had a better connection with Rin. The last year, Kakashi felt left out on the Team Minato picnics; as Obito and Rin would laugh together with sensei and Kushina-sama; Kakashi would just lean back against a tree and yearn for them to finish up so he could go back and read Icha-Icha. Maybe if he had been open more, he could've claimed Rin last year itself. Kakashi cast one last Lightning jutsu to make sure there were no survivors, before slapping the next seal on a bathroom mirror. The next few would be the hardest; first, the inner barracks.
Yes, point two. Obito was far more sure of himself than Kakashi, at least with Rin. He always curled his arms around her wherever they went. He always bought her gifts and always gave her compliments. God, Kakashi was a terrible boyfriend. He was a terrible person. Truths he had so foolishly forgot those two weeks with Rin.
They were ready for a fight, and Kakashi would give them one. "Earth style: Great Sandstorm Technique." A large sandstorm ripped apart the barracks; their water jutsus were useless against it; it ripped their guts and intestines and brains away. There were a few stragglers, whom he had to put down with some effort. The first one matched him initially in taijutsu; before Kakashi sliced him up with his katana, before twirling around and beheading his comrade. The last tried to run; before he was met with a chidori through the chest. He slapped the next seal on a pornographic poster.
Obito was probably a better kisser. He had full lips; plump lips, a smooth tongue. Why was he thinking about Obito's lips? Not good. Shaking his head, Kakashi focused on what he should have been doing it. The security on the streets had been beefed up; the Mizukage was on high alert. Even with tamped down chakra, Kakashi was still better than most of these Kiri Shinobi by miles. He was a god compared to them. The next seals went on unconventional locations; one on a lamppost; one on a ramen bowl, that belonged to a shinobi he had murdered, one on the hat of a butcher who had been killed by the shockwaves of his explosion jutsu; one on the toilet bowl of a military diner.
Obito was the better person for Rin, surmised Kakashi as he zipped through the streets of Kirigakure; moving as a blur as he planted the seals all across town. He could feel the Mizukage and elite jonin tailing him; so he planted the last seal; on top of the Mizukage's residence; curled around a spire.
Obito was the better man for Rin, and he had to explain it to them. He owed that to the both of them.
He was no better than his father.
Trash.
Abandonement.
Ignorance.
Violence.
Kakashi shook his head; which was conjuring pictures of him laying on the ground with a knife through his stomach. He performed a series of hand seals. "Fuuinjutsu Sage Art: Explosive Dodecahedron." He could feel an immense power rumbling throughout the city; before it happened. He could see purple lines connecting the seals like the neon signs at Ichirakus; before an elegant dodecahedron formed.
The whole shinobi part of the city exploded; a giant mushroom cloud covering it. The waves thrashed with renewed vigor as tsunamis struck the shore; before an earthquake rocked the ground beneath him.
He had killed thousands of Shinobi. Scores of Civilians.
Rin was a medic, right? Why would she ever want a man like him?
Obito was better for her.
BETTER.
Kakashi looked up at the starry sky, before looking down at his own reflection in the meandering river he had sat down near.
Obito's better than you. Better in every way. Happier.
BETTER.
Notes:
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Chapter 6: I want to remember, I think it was about noon
Summary:
Obito and Rin have a heartfelt conversation. Kakashi prepares to take over the Hatake Seat.
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Chapter Text
meanwhile
Obito tensely rapped on the huge oak door of the Hatake Compound. After a while, Rin opened the door.
God, she was beautiful.
Chocolate-brown hair reached till her shoulders; a heart shaped face with two purple Nohara stripes on her cheeks. She head big, brown eyes; and a curvy figure; with a bountiful behind and a pert chest. Obito's mouth watered simply at seeing her. He wondered how he had persuaded her to have sex with him; let alone return his love.
"O-Obito. Ohayo." Rin whispered; a blush appearing on both of their faces. God, he loved it when she said his name. To be fair, Obito loved everything Rin did. He would be turned on by just her breathing. "Can we talk?" Obito asked hoarsely. "H-Hai, Obito. Of course. I didn't expect you to be out so early. I would have come to-" "Rin, stop. Tsunade-sama herself healed me." Rin's mouth parted at that, but allowed him entrance.
The Hatake Mansion was sparsely decorated; except for weapons. It was pretty clear they were a military oriented family; as there were all manners of weaponry stacked on their walls. There were many wood embellishments and decorations, courtesy of Tenzo. And in the two weeks that Rin unofficially stayed there, she added her own spice in many ways.
It felt...nice.
He followed Rin to a sort-of-dining table. "Rin, you don't need to-" "Obi, I insist." Obito nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat. He felt guilty for eyeing Rin's ass as she seemed to flow through the kitchen, whipping up a quick mug of coffee and some grilled cheese.
"So, I, uh, have amnesia, Rin." Obito whispered as they both sat down. Rin paused; her mug dangerously tipping as she stuttered. "A-Amnesia? To what extent?" "One week ago." Rin nodded, her eyes shining with unshed tears as she took a deep swig of coffee; Obito doing the same.
"Kakashi told me that I confessed to you, and we had sex together." Rin sputtered at that, a heavy blush appearing on her face. Obito's face fell. Was Kakashi lying? Was this an elaborate prank? Was he stupid enough to believe that Rin would ever love him back?
"You did confess to me, Obito. But we just kissed before Tenzo caught us. I don't know how he reported it to Kakashi." Obito looked up at that. He touched his lips reverently; as if he could still taste Rin on it. Rin giggled at his actions. "What else did Kakashi say?" Rin prodded.
"He told me that you told him that you loved me, Rin." Rin's mouth parted. Of all the people, did Kakashi say that to Obito? She didn't understand. She led him to a nearby couch, where they both plopped down. "Did he say anything else?" Rin asked softly. Obito exhaled, debating on wether to say it or not. But if Kakashi was that honest to him, the least he could do was return the favor. Obito looked at Rin again, knowing that what he would say next about Kakashi would end Kakashi's relationship with Rin.
He needed to know if it was worth it.
"Rin, is it true?"
"What is?"
"Do you love me, Rin?"
The question left Rin speechless, but she responded eventually, looking straight into Obito's eyes. "Yes. I love you, Obito." Suddenly; Obito felt his eyes going red; his sharingan was activated as it whirled around; and an eerie noise emanated from his eyes as he dragged Rin onto his lap, fusing his mouth with hers.
Rin moaned into the kiss; Obito's hands travelling around her body; manhandling it as he claimed her mouth. Obito groaned deep in his throat as he massaged the body of the woman above him; her sweet honey taste clashing with his spicy scent. Rin eventually stopped the kiss, looking at Obito's face. "Obito, your eyes..." She whispered; one hand tracing the outlines of his eyes. There was an elaborate pattern on his sharingan. Obito felt powerful; his eyes revealing everything around him. However, Rin stopped, getting off of Obito's lap and turning to face him.
"What else did Kakashi say, Obito." Obito gulped, his sharingan swirling off. He felt guilty and sick for what he was about to do. "He-he said that he knew it would never last with you." Rin gasped again; moisture pooling in his eyes. "He wanted-wanted me to know that he was fine with whatever would happen. He told me, he told me-told me to not take his feelings into account when I was dealing with you." Rin looked away, but Obito could see how her body shook as he sobbed.
"He-no." Obito refrained from saying the last part. Rin whipped her head around; tears streaked across her pretty face as she cried. Obito dragged her to his lap once again, where she fisted his shirt and sobbed into his chest. "Is that all, Obito?" Rin asked; her mossy eyes looking up at Obito's own.
"Yeah."
Rin looked away, her throat constricted. Obito let her sob on his chest for some while; after which she absentmindedly rubbed circles on his back. Obito reached out and cupped her face. "I-do you want to-you-know-yeah." Obito sturrered. Rin giggled; her red and puffy eyes lightening up. "I'm not averse to it." Obito grinned, stripping her quickly; latching his mouth onto her breasts.
Rin groaned; Obito had a hot, melting mouth and it felt so good on her breasts, as she fisted is hair. "Just so you know, Rin, I'm a-ah-virgin." Obito said, cheeks reddening. Rin gasped at his admission, but grinned devilishly. "I'm sure you'll be an eager student."
Obito moaned at her words as he hastily stripped off. Rin had no time to eye his cock or engage in any foreplay; Obito was aggressive and unrelenting in his desire for her. He pushed in slowly. Rin laughed off his concern; allowing him to pummel inside her. He felt heavenly inside her; all of her thoughts about Kakashi or his harsh words temporarily eroding as Obito bottomed out inside of her. Yes it happened fast, yes it was rushed, but it was what exactly what she needed.
As they collapsed together on that couch, Obito on top of her; his head on her neck, Rin found out that yes, she loved Obito back in the same amount that he loved her.
They slept on the couch that night in the same exact fashion.
present day
KIRIGAKURE SHINOBI CENTRAL DECIMATED BY SILVER FANG
Buckle up readers, because this is a tale that you will tell your grandchildren in the years to come. Last night, various sources confirmed that the Silver Fang of Konoha, Hatake Kakashi, had infiltrated the Kirigakure Shinobi Central district, and by an elaborate Fuuinjutsu attempt, brought down the area to ashes. An estimated 3,000 shinobi have died, and the Mizukage Yagura Karatachi is heavily injured. The civilian death count is still to be confirmed, but this attack surely eliminates the possibility of a further conflict between Kirigakure and Konohagakure. Here we have a special interview with an ANBU member who has chosen to stay anonymous, with our chief editor Suijon Zetsu.
"So, ANBU-sama, what was the cause of this act?
"Hatake Kakashi's attack was in retaliation to the ceasefire violation by Kirigakure two days ago."
"Can you elaborate?"
"Sixty-two Kiri shinobi attacked our outposts. We defeated them; but it violated clauses 2 and 6, subclauses 2a, 3c and 6a of the Konohagakure-Kirigakure ceasefire agreement signed three weeks and five days ago."
"An attack of this scale, executed so fast. How?"
"It is my professional guess that Hound-sama acted as quickly as possible to prevent spies in the village from discovering our plans."
"Are there any spies in the village?"
"Don't try and divert the line of questioning, Suijon-san. I think we're done here."
Well, there you have it. Our investigators did notice fighting taking place on some of our outposts; but they thought it was training exercises. The attack by Hatake-sama on Kirigakure will go down in history as the single-most devastating attack against a foreign village. What makes it more impressive is that (to our sources) it was perpetrated and planned by the Silver Fang alone. You may draw up comparisons to this and the Yellow Flash's (Our current Hokage, Namikaze Minato-sama), battle with one-thousand Iwagakure shinobi, and he was the last man standing.
We are yet to see what happens next. Although the third shinobi war is considered to be over by the general public, we do not know what could happen next. However, Hatake-samas attack will serve as a detterent to many shinobi nations who would want to attack Konoha again.
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"Take notes, Kakashi, they've done a better job than your measly report." Minato said. He was shell-shocked that Kakashi's plan had actually worked. He was constantly surprised at how fast his students were growing; Kakashi was as famous, if not more famous than Minato with a flee-on-sight order; Rin could match Tsunade-sama in terms of her medical ninjutsu; and Obito was becoming a better candidate for Hokage day by day. MInato smiled; his students would be the next sannin. Kakashi was definitely on the level of the sannin.
"It's almost like it's their job to report, Minato-sensei." Kakashi replied lazily; leaning back against the seat of the Hokage Tower Canteen. The thrill of victory was claiming his mind right now; pushing the thoughts of Rin and Obito away. "Yeah, yeah. The newspapers did a very good job of glorifying you. I'm jealous." Kakashi laughed at his sensei's sarcasm; Minato hated the public eye. "There's a parade organized downstairs, by the way." Kakashi spat out his coffee, dashing to the window.
Sure enough, there were thousands of civilians outstretched in lines; all with barriers, signs, flowers or kids on their shoulders. He turned to stare at Minato, who had an evil smile on his face. "Think of it as corporal punishment for me having to do stacks of paperwork and explaining to the council why I prepared an assault without their consultation and me having to spend time figuring out how you can dodge Fugaku's lawsuit and I have to go back home in time for a dinner with a jinchuuriki and take care of my newborn." Minato finished, raising his coffee glass in a mock toast.
Huh. Comparatively, this parade would be a piece of cake.
Kakashi grumbled as he stalked down; but before he was received by the public; he was punched in the gut by Morino Ibiki; who soon found himself with a kunai to his throat. "Just checking if you were a shadow clone, Hound." Ibiki said; his scarred face grinning. Kakashi murmured a quick 'fuck you, asshole' and walked out into the Konoha sun.
He was met with loud cheers, and cursed as he found himself being lifted up by four strong, well, strongmen. He blushed heavily; but went with it and did what he thought he was supposed to do.
Smile and wave.
The crowd roared as he did that; he blushed heavier as he read the signs; some of them quoting his love for him; the ones raised by females asking him to marry them. Kakashi yawned as he progressed throughout the city; his hands getting tired from waving so much.
The parade concluded as Kakashi got off near the Hokage Monument. He shunshin-ed to Tenzo's house; the forests surrounding his house were scenic and calming at any time of the day. He fell onto the windy grass; allowing it to tickle him as he exhaled heavily; there were two people in the Hatake compound; and they had been there for a day or more.
Kakashi was feeling to good to face Obito and Rin, who would ultimately make him feel like shit again, so he decided to do the next best thing on his agenda.
Fugaku's lawsuit.
"I thought you'd heal or get some sleep, Kakashi." Minato remarked as he saw his former student kneel before him. "Can't heal if you didn't get hurt." Kakashi said; Minato could hear the cocky smirk. "Well, why are you here?" "I need all the law books you have, and all the books and scribe records of council meetings." Minato raised his eyebrows. "Well, if you want to get a headstart, i can't blame you. Ask my assistant for it." "You don't know your assistant's name?" "Fuck off, Kakashi."
"Ohayo, Shisui-kun." "Gah!" Shisui fell off from the tree branch he was perched on; like some crow. Kakashi caught him before he hit the ground, however. "Kakashi-san, you shouldn't be in-" "Maa, Shisui-kun, you're that afraid of your old teammate? I'm sorry." Kakashi said teasingly, strutting off, before a hand was placed on his back. "N-No! I-what happened?" Shisui asked.
"I need your help. Your clan head has taken up a lawsuit against me, and I need to figure out a way to fight it. Problem is, there is a fuckton of legal material I need to go through, and it helps to have someone with a sharingan by your side. I'd normally ask Itachi, but he's occupied." Kakashi narrated.
"Let me get this straight. You want me to help you dodge the lawsuit made by my clan head, using a dojutsu that's special to my clan, the clan in question is suing you for attempted murder of one of it's main line members." Shisui asked incredulously. Kakashi yawned. "Yeah, something like that." Shisui groaned, but conceded eventually. After all, Kakashi had to have talked with Obito first, and if Obito was ok with it, he had no problems helping his silver-haired friend.
"You never asked me to congratulate you on the Kiri victory." Shisui remarked; a damp blindfold over his eyes as he took a break from speed-reading. "It's my job, Shisui. I don't expect congratulations for doing my job." Kakashi yawned.
The strategy was simple; Kakashi was to take the Hatake clan seat; a process which he would fast-track by weeks so that he could appear in the next council meeting; which was tomorrow. In there, he would defend his case like any other defendant; this time with the power of the clan head.
"Thanks, Shisui. That'll be all." Kakashi said, shunshin-ing out. "Take your books back, asshole!" Shisui yelled in frustration.
"Now, moving on to the orders of business-" Danzo Shimura began, until he was interrupted by the sound of the oak doors opening.
"Sorry I'm late. A black cat was crossed my path and I had to go through Iwagakure to come here." A few clan heads chuckled, but Fugaku was notably pissed. He knew what the Hatake bastard was up to. "The council recognizes Hatake Kakashi-dono, Konoha's Silver Fang, and the new recognized head of the Hatake Clan." A few gasps were illicited from the crowd. Shikaku Nara looked pleased.
"I'm sorry, but that's against council law. Kakashi-san has a registered and recognized case against him and he cannot be made clan head until the case is resolved." Fugaku said over the hubbub. "Oh, I was taking a page out of your book, Fugaku-dono. Didn't you have a case against you by Shikaku Nara for intruding on the Nara clan festival when you were about to become clan head? Yet you still became one, under special permission from Sandaime-sama. I have the same permission here." Kakashi said, opening a letter and presenting it to the council.
"That was a minor-" "Uchiha-dono, it falls under the same clauses in the legal handbook." Shikaku said lazily. "And it wasn't minor, my clan had to wait sixteen extra minutes for the dango." Kakashi silently chuckled at Fugaku's furious look. "I am the Hatake Clan Head." Kakashi reaffirmed. Danzo smiled toothily. "Of course, Hatake-dono."
"That doesn't change the fact that you have an attempted murder case against you, Hatake-dono. Which has been recognized by the legal offices." Fugaku said; his fists tightening. "Then let's settle right here." Kakashi challenged.
Fugaku raised an eyebrow.
"I'm a clan head; which means I come under Clauses 6 and 7 of the attempted murder section."
"Clauses 6 and 7 only concern fatal fights between clan heads. Uchiha Obito is not a clan head."
"There was an amendment three months back that also included main line clan members. Which Uchiha Obito is."
"You weren't clan head when you attacked Uchiha Obito."
"But I am a main clan member. And by the Hokage's discretion, under Clauses 6 and 7, the fight between me and Uchiha Obito is classified as a clan dispute."
"There are punishments for clan disputes."
"Only if there was fatal everlasting damage lawsuits pursued by the victim. And to my knowledge, Obito has no everlasting damages. In fact, here's an affidavit from him forgiving me for the fight and declaring it a clan dispute that just got out of hand. The victim does not want to pursue charges. Only you do, Uchiha-dono. I wonder why." Kakashi concluded.
Shikaku looked impressed; as did Hiashi and Inoichi. Fugaku rose up, knocking his seat down. "I'll no longer tolerate your insolence, Hatake-dono. Your clan is disgraced, dishonored-" "Honor that was fucking restored when my father committed seppuku in my living room." Kakashi rose up as well. "You do not want to make an enemy of me-" "Oh yeah? What are you going to do? I brought a whole village down single-handedly, you're a mere peasant in my eyes." Kakashi spat. Fugaku activated his mangekyou sharingan, and at that moment, Danzo intervened.
"As much as we are enjoying this, we must remember this is a place for diplomacy." Danzo drawled. They both sat back down in their seats, eyes full of venom. Fugaku's sharingan began whirling, before he smiled, the sort of smile a serial killer made before his next spree. It sent chills down Kakashi's spine.
The council meeting went as usual; but Kakashi just sat back and listened. He learned a lot about how the council worked and the little dirty secrets at play; but one that haunted his mind.
He'd have to confront Obito and Rin.
But he'd delay it as much as possible.
Notes:
I promise there'll be a lot better ObiRin smut in the next chapter. So what do you think? Why did Fugaku smile after activating those eyes? Will Rin forgive Kakashi? Should I stop making up my own laws? Comment away
Chapter 7: Two weeks where...
Summary:
...the bachelor died.
Kakashi gets fuck-drunk in the ANBU bar; Tenzo sees an opportunity. Rin gets steamy with Obito.
(some of the chapter is based on a song; Death of a Bachelor by Panic! At the Disco)
tw: Extreme DubCon (minor rape), taking advantage of a drunk person.
Notes:
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(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Rin was still silently crying; as she lazily swirled around the kitchen; chopping up some parsley for the omelette that she was about to make.
It was a standard dish she used to make for Kakashi whenever she stayed over in those two weeks that they were together. However, the events of day-before-yesterday kept on replaying in her mind like a film reel; like her own demented sharingan.
"He told me he's fine with whatever happens. He told me he was a fool for thinking he could be with you." It was as if Kakashi himself was on the couch, scathingly saying those words instead of Obito. What had she done wrong with Kakashi? He'd been so loving with her; tended to her so well; he was everything she imagined he would be and more.
So how did she start to love Obito?
This is why shinobi shouldn't have emotions, Rin thought bitterly. A shinobi's life was always in peril; it was foolish to follow the ways of the heart instead of the mind. However, day by day, she was growing more and more attached to Obito. His loving caresses, his honeyed words, how his high cheekbones felt as she kissed his cheek; the way he looked in his jonin vest; Rin couldn't help but love him back just as he had loved her all his life.
What about Kakashi? He had obviously been hurt by her confession. He was probably feeling like he failed her. God, she didn't deserve either of them, Rin thought as she collapsed onto the dining table chair. She had cried so much over the past week that she had run out of tears.
There was someone to comfort her, someone who had always comforted her. Someone who was coming to comfort her now. Obito Uchiha. He laid his concerned eyes upon her bedraggled form. "Strange. I thought you were a morning person." Obito remarked, grabbing her shoulder, shunshin-ing to a spare bedroom where they had spent most of their time.
"I-I just...I don't know what to do.' She had been saying that far too much over the past week. Obito nodded, but dragged her closer to him, kissing her forehead. "You put too much stress on yourself, Rin. You can't always know what to do." Rin knew there was some truth in that, but that didn't stop her from feeling so powerless. "I want to talk to him. I-I need to talk to him." Rin hated bringing up Kakashi whenever she was with Obito. However, Obito being the understanding person he was, only dragged her closer.
"If he doesn't return tomorrow, I'll find that fucker myself." Obito promised. Rin smiled against his chest; lazily kissing him. However, Obito rarely was lazy, and turned his head to kiss her deeper. Rin obliged gladly; happily squirming under Obito as he began truly kissing her; his hands travelling across her body.
Rin loved it when those twin sharingan opened and swirled; firstly because they were mesmerizing to look at, secondly because she knew it was saved in his memory forever. Whatever sounds; whatever sights she was making now, would be ingrained in Obito's memory forever. She loved that.
She loved him.
Obito's mouth travelled down her body; truly noticing her stomach under good light for the first time. He paused as he noted some bruises and bite marks. He looked up inquizitively. "They...Kakashi liked to bite me. Carry on, Obi, it's nothing." Obito growled at the mention of Kakashi, doubling his efforts as he lapped up the taste of Rin's impossibly soft skin.
Obito prepared himself to enter her; one hand travelling up and down his cock as he relished the taste of Rin's skin. He would be relishing a more delicate part of it, now.
Obito was impatient in his desire, tearing off his jonin pants as his head tickled Rin's entrance. His chest heaved as he took deep breaths, before he pushed in slowly. Rin groaned at the feeling of his cock splitting her open; fisting the spare white pillows as her mouth gave obscene sounds. Obito was slow and sensual; his hands travelling Rin's body as if he was blind and her body was the braille that revealed what sight looked like.
It was not fulfilling and all too much at the same time.
Obito's decades long of love unfolded as he had sex with her. Made love to her, every single night since Kakashi left Obito gaping at him in the hospital bed. Obito felt like he was in heaven as he thrust inside Rin; her pussy clenching around him; dragging him in closer into her. He thrust into her at a leisurely pace as Rin grabbed his long, soft black hair, looking into those whirling eyes,
She gave it to him. She gave him his greatest gift. He would never forget it.
Years of pining and let-downs eroded away in his memory; replaced by a billion frames of Rin's pleasure; each nanosecond having a special place in Obito's mind. Obito licked at Rin as he thrust into her from above; feeling himself get closer and closer. "Uhhn, Obito." Rin breathed out as he bottomed out inside of her. He wasn't able to hold back; pulling out just in time, his veiny cock pulsing as he came all over her.
Rin saw an opportunity.
"You're a bad boy, aren't you, hmm?" Rin breathed, kissing Obito deeply as she sat up. "Leaving me all messy, tch." Rin huskily said, Obito nodding fervently. "Be a good boy and clean me up, will you?" She asked in a saccharine sweet tone, but her eyes conveyed death and destruction to Obito.
So he obliged her. He always would.
The taste of his own cum mixed with the natural honey taste of Rin's skin was actually not so bad. What made it all definitely worth it was the sounds Rin was making as she sat up , watching him perform this absolutely sinful display for her. Only her. She was his. He was hers. She loved him.
Soon after, they both collapsed on the bed; it bouncing lightly. "You ready for another round?" Rin panted. "Give me some time." Obito said embarrassedly. "I bet I can cut that time in half." Rin smirked mischievously, as she began jacking off Obito, who once again opened his mankey eyes.
She didn't think about Kakashi, for once.
Kakashi meandered about the village in his Sukea disguise.
He didn't think he'd don the brown-haired wig and the purple stripes and sling the camera around his neck after he got with Rin. It was a disguise for his darkest days; a friendly mask he would put on. He could not let the village see the side of Hatake Kakashi that was hurt and sad.
Shinobi weren't hurt and sad.
Shinobi aren't supposed to have emotions.
But Kakashi always did contain a lot of emotion. Whether he let that influence his decisions or not, he had that bottled up inside of him for so long. He just discovered he hadn't let it all out with Rin, and that was good. She had better things to do than help carry his baggage.
Sukea was not hurt or sad. He was happy; young; adventurous; blind to the tortures of the world. He was everything Kakashi wanted to be. He was free. Happy. He clicked candid pictures of kids and couples in the streets; relishing their happy voices as they looked at the photo reels.
He flirted with the females of the restaurants he visited, leaving them with reddened cheeks. He occasionally played volleyball with the teenagers; using his athletic frame and chakra-infused hands to score spikes and aces. He tickled the cute little five-year olds as they ran across the alleyways of Konoha; protected by the bright rays of the sun.
"Ano, Sukea-san, are you free tonight?" A flirty brunette whispered as Sukea took a candid photo of her blowing bubbles. She was dangerously close to him. It was evening; and Kakashi new he had to go back to being himself soon. Sukea wasn't a creature of the night. Kakashi was. "No, unfortunately. I click pictures in the day and sell them at night, and my vendor is in the Village of Rice Paddies." The brunette hmphed, and stalked away.
Kakashi blearily looked at himself in the mirror; now all his makeup was gone. Kakashi never used makeup on Kakashi; only on Sukea. His dark, shadowy eyes and his bruised face was all on display as he stalked out of his house, in his trademark slouch. He leapt on the roofs of Konoha, startling some innocent ANBU for fun, but he never forgot his main destination.
The ANBU bar.
The general ANBU Bar was the best liquor store in perhaps the entire shinobi nation; not only for it's exclusivity and lavish design; but for it's performances. The finest singers in the elemental nations visited the ANBU bar on occassion, and he had heard from Ibiki that he had a pension for sad, reflective music, which was exactly what Kakashi needed.
He entered the bar, and a big row of cheers went up at his arrival. He sheepishly waved his hands; he honestly forgot what a legend he had become for decimating Kirigakure. The singer was being placed in an elaborate genjutsu; he would feel like he was performing in front of a large crowd of civilians; but in reality, he was entertaining a few ANBU.
Kakashi made sure that his spot was the furthest away from human interaction. It had taken a bit of trial and error to get to. Besides, Kakashi's heightened senses could hear the music high and loud from anywhere in the bar. The bartender was already used to Kakashi's order; six glasses of Kumo Scotch mixed with Konoha Fire Whisky. It was strong; one glass of it would knock down a civilian. Kakashi was no civilian.
His thoughts were interrupted when the music began.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R03cqGg40GU
Do I look lonely?
I see the shadows on my face
People have told me I don't look the same
He hadn't changed much, Kakashi thought as he took his first deep swig; feeling the familiar burn of alcohol. At least not in appearance. He still had the mess of wild silver hair; still had perpetual dark circles under his eyes; still had the mask which obscured the bottom of his face. No one liked to say anything about Kakashi's appearance; maybe he didn't warrant compliments or maybe they were too scared to overstep their bounds. Had he changed emotionally? The two weeks with Rin allowed him to see a side of him he'd never thought would exist; but those two weeks might has well have been a genjutsu; the way it passed, leaving no remnants to Kakashi.
Maybe I lost weight
I'm playing hooky with the best of the best
Put my heart on my chest so that you can see it, too
His physical state was some sort of sick joke. As did any ANBU, he reached a point where he could alter his body and his body's metabolism to such an extent that a medic would be jealous. The two weeks with Rin was Kakashi at his best; but know, he was reduced to the same lean, almost skinny frame he was doomed to. He often played hooky with his ANBU squads when he was still a junior; most captains hated having Kakashi on his team as he was reputed to be a 'bad-luck' charm, no matter his skill as the Silver Fang. Someone always seemed to get fatally hurt when he was a junior.
Did he ever put his heart on his chest, however? No. Even with Rin, he was the best version of himself; not the true version of himself. Was there a true version of himself? Somewhere deep beneath the many personas he used; his cold-blooded, killer for ANBU, the laid-back, witty jonin with his circle, the entirely-new-personality of Sukea in public. Peeling them away was something he couldn't do alone.
I'm walking the long road, watching the sky fall
The lace in your dress tangles my neck, how do I live?
Would he ever get married though? Marriage was something only the most high-ranking shinobi could dream of; or if that shinobi was from a clan. ANBU rarely had families; and Kakashi was no exception. He was perfectly content with where he was. He had considered starting a family with Rin, but now that thought was too horrifying for him to even consider.
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh
Letting the water fall
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh
Seems so fitting for
The death of a bachelor, huh? Kakashi wasn't one for dying. He knew what the singer was trying to passionately say; but it went either way. Kakashi knew there was going to be no woman or no man who could handle his baggage and his weird Hatake biology for long. It was a hopeless game; he would be confined to one-night stands for the rest of his life, or god-forbid, Minato would marry him off to someone else for political gain.
Happily ever after (woo)
How could I ask for more?
A lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor
Kakashi agreed with the singer. He'd never had a set goal in mind after his father died; just a couple of short term ones. Restore honor to his family? Done. Win the war? Done. What main goal did he have in mind? He was already one of the most powerful shinobi in the entire world, so his 'quest for power' was useless. He guessed his main goal now was to live happily ever after...with someone. He hoped that he would find that someone at some point in his life; ignoring the nagging voice at the back of his head that that someone was Rin. He downed his next glass.
I'm cutting my mind off
Feels like my heart is going to burst
Alone at a table for two and I just wanna be served
He felt that way for a day after Rin confessed to him. But now, it just seemed to be normal. Those two weeks with Rin seemed to be a dream,a faraway tale of what could've been if Kakashi was just more...like Obito. He didn't know what to say to Rin once he confronted her; but the alcohol pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind.
And when you think of me am I the best you've ever had?
Share one more drink with me, smile even though you're sad
The two lines related most to Kakashi. The singer had a wonderful voice; but his tone was gut-wrenchingly sad for a happy song. Was he the best Rin ever had? No. Rin had Obito. Obito was better than Kakashi would ever be. Was Rin the best he'd ever have? In terms of pure looks and qualities that men found appealing, yes, even though Rin was at the top class, there were more prettier girls than her. But in terms of her personality and everything else? No. He wouldn't. He didn't envy Obito for getting Rin; he envied Rin herself because she was ten times the man he was.
The singer then repeated the lines from the first part of his song, and Kakashi ceased his thinking; allowing the alcohol to lure his brain into some faraway places, until he felt the chakra signature of Tenzo. Tenzo was one of the closest people in his circle; so he didn't react much when he sat on his lap? the fuck?
Tenzo saw his senpai finish the sixth glass of the ultra-song scotch. He saw his chance. Over the past week, he had been reading a wealth of sexual education and more naughtier books to prepare for this moment. His senpai was in a vulnerable state, and Tenzo was sure he wouldn't get a chance like this any other way.
So he sat down on his lap.
His sensei shifted; but Tenzo withdrew a Fuuinjutsu seal he had requested for a mission; the seal casting an intricate genjutsu on the bar. "Kakashi-senpai." Tenzo breathed, his hands feeling his senpai's muscular body. Kakashi was dazed, his eyes unfocused; his body loose and relaxed. Tenzo slowly peeled down his mask; revealing his senpai's face for the first time.
Kakashi had a sharp jawline; silver stubble outlining it; a prominent mole underneath thin, chapped lips. He had mismatched eyes; a scar running over his right eye; the mismatch a result of very hasty medical jutsu. He had a perfectly-shaped nose; and pale skin like the moonlight. It was mesmerizing; intoxicating; the appearance of Hatake Kakashi.
Tenzo breathed in his minty scent; relishing in it. He finally worked up the courage, pressing his lips to Kakashi's. Kakashi gave no response to Tenzo's chaste kiss. Tenzo sat up straighter in Kakashi's lap; gathering up all of his courage; before he prodded open Kakashi's lips with his tongue. It was like kissing a sleeping person; but Kakashi seemed to vaguely register someone was on top of him. Kakashi started to respond; but his body seemed to be very lazy and sleepy still.
Tenzo didn't mind the taste of scotch; this felt amazing as their tongues clashed sloppily. Tenzo silently made a mokuton construct to make sure the chair didn't topple over as Tenzo grinded down on Kakashi; leaning impossibly closer as he kissed deeper evermore.
Tenzo could smell Kakashi's aftershave as he brought up a hand and fisted Kakashi's coarse silver hair. Tenzo was drooling; the giddiness make him feel more drunk than Kakashi. Kakashi was the only thing that occupied his mind, as he delved deeper; licking the insides of Kakashi's mouth. He pressed kisses to Kakashi's jaw; relishing at the feeling of the rough stubble.
Tenzo knew he would have to do better than just kisses, though. He knelt down, Kakashi sitting straighter. For a moment, Tenzo considered bolting from there as Kakashi gazed down. "Hmm?" He asked drunkenly. Tenzo mouthed Kakashi's cock through his ANBU pants. Kakashi let out a small whimper at that, returning to his lax pose.
Tenzo undid his pants with shaking hands. Fuck. He had seen pictures of male genitals in the many pornos he saw for experience, and even when flaccid, Kakashi was big. Tenzo gave a little kitten lick to the head, and found that he relished the taste. Of course, it was Kakashi-senpai. He'd relish anything and everything about him. Tenzo swallowed the head, not caring that Kakashi's eyes were unfocused and not on him. He added all the suction he could, and was pleased to note that Kakashi's cock was rising and hardening.
Tenzo swallowed more and more, until he was halfway through. "Mmm." Kakashi said above him, and Tenzo felt a feeling like nothing else; so he continued his attempts. He was having difficulty fitting his cock down his throat, so he let his throat rest a bit; instead using his mouth on Kakashi's balls.
It was sweaty and musky, everything Tenzo liked. God, he felt like such a whore, on his knees in a dingy bar, blowing someone like he was a slut. But this was not someone. This was Kakashi. He would be a slut for him; anything for him.
It was this giddy devotion that finally allowed Tenzo to overcome his gag reflex and fit the impressive length of Kakashi down his throat. His throat bulged obscenely, and one of Tenzo's hands cupped Kakashi's balls, cradling it as if it were his sons. He'd like to have Kakashi's children, if only that was possible.
Oh, how he wanted him. Tenzo doubled down on his efforts to please Kakashi, his throat would definitely be bruised by tomorrow. Kakashi-senpai gave him a chance, made him feel wanted after so long. Kakashi-senpai could have killed him, should have killed him, but instead, he gave him a better life, better than his dreams.
He would be forever grateful for that.
It made him a bit depressed inside; knowing that this state was the only one in which he could show just how thankful he was to the silver-haired man, but Tenzo wasn't a complainer.
Kakashi eventually came down Tenzo's throat; thick, white ropes of cum falling down Tenzo's throat. Tenzo lapped it up, like a good kitten receiving his milk. He would be Kakashi's pet if he wanted. He'd walk around with a collar on his neck; a leash on his throat, his owner would be Kakashi.
Tenzo kept his face near Kakashi's cock for the rest of the night; performing a jutsu that would alert him if Kakashi was to wake up from this drunken state. He would occasionally keep it in his throat, until he could take it no more and released it in order to breathe.
He'd die for Kakashi. Without a second thought.
Someday, Kakashi-senpai, I'll have you.
Notes:
Whew. more smut than i originally intended. So i have a question, do you want more KakaYama scenes before he gets together with Obito and Rin? Am i crap at writing song-fics? Comment below, comments really help me out. reviews of my smut writing are appreciated, i know it's not all that great.
Chapter 8: Bliss (is, Ignorance_)
Summary:
Obito confronts Kakashi about his ignorance. Minato confronts Tenzo. Meanwhile, a man in an orange mask is angry. Mainly action and plot development in this chapter.
Notes:
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Also, some language clarifications.
Daishukjo: Hokage's wife, i.e Kushina
Suise no jutsu: Water style equivalent of Fireball jutsu
Shichuro no jutsu: Wooden prison
Mokuton: Wood style
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
They were still in house. It had been four days, and they were still in the same part of his house.
Kakashi had paid Tenzo to reconstruct Obito's house, so he wondered why Obito hadn't just taken Rin to his place.
That wasn't even the worst part.
Kakashi's Hatake instincts were going haywire. He had claimed Rin. Claimed her. She was having regular sex with someone else, in Kakashi's house. The Hatake house. He laughed with no real humor. He wondered as to what the Hatake elders would say if they saw his pitiful behaviour.
Then again, Kakashi didn't care what anyone had to say.
It was only because of Kakashi's impeccable self-control and Kumo scotch that he hadn't burst into his house and murdered Obito for having sex with his new mate. He had to talk to Rin, he knew that. He knew that very well; but as long as he pushed it to the back of mind, the more time Rin had to realise that Obito was better than Kakashi and move out of his goddamn mansion.
Right now, Kakashi was sat atop the Hokage Monument; bullying some innocent genin into leaving him alone. The glorious Konoha Sun shone bright upon his pale skin. Kakashi removed his mask; breathing the clean air. He could still smell Tenzo, of all people, heavily on him. He wondered what had happened; perhaps he and Tenzo drank together.
For whatever reason, Kakashi woke up in the bar; it seemed that someone had cast an elaborate genjutsu that made Kakashi's seat look like it was empty. He scoured the village to see if there was anyone hurt or any spies had infiltrated Konoha, but it turned up nothing. Weird. What was more weird was that his cock was fucking spent. For whatever reason, he had an ungodly amount of sex with someone.
He couldn't smell anyone on him, apart from Tenzo.
Naah, Tenzo's too innocent.
Whoever they were, they were good at hiding their scent. Kakashi threw his head back; staring at an intricate cloud formation; the beautiful sights pushing whatever thoughts he had about the previous night to the back of his mind. Before-"Ohayo, Kakashi-senpai."
Kakashi shot up, putting his mask with lightning speed. Shisui and Itachi were standing side-by-side. Kakashi quirked an eyebrow. "I-er-we-have something important to tell you. It's S-Class intel." Kakashi raised both his eyebrows. He nodded to Shisui; he was better at body-flickering than he was.
They soon were at a secure location outside the village; where Shisui and Itachi already had layers upon layers of genjutsu; both using the sharingan and by Fuuinjutsu seals. Kakashi exhaled. This was important. "We felt it best to come to you, because you're in the council. It's concerning our father." Kakashi perked up.
"We-er-have reason to believe he's instigating a rebellion against Konoha. I overheard him discussing about the possibilities of an insider attack against Konoha." Itachi expanded. Kakashi staggered backwards as the weight of the statement hit him.
Uchiha Fugaku was-no-is, organising a possible military coup against Konoha.
His whole world seemed to slow down. Shinobi lived their lives by the millisecond. He looked at Itachi and Shisui. "W-Wh-Why did you come to me?" He asked weakly. "Because you're in the council, and in closer political contact with our father than...anyone. And we know you won't share this information with anyone." Shisui said.
Kakashi laid back down; the strategist running through a million probabilities at once. "I need to talk to Shikaku about this." Kakashi said; running a hand through his hair. "Why?" Itachi asked. Kakashi sat up. "I'll ask him a subtle way. However, why's Fugaku a traitor all of a sudden?" Shisui sighed, knowing this question was coming.
"There are a couple of plausible reasons. He's angry that he wasn't made Hokage; he's concerned the Uchiha do not have enough people in high-ranking positions. He's concerned about the recent uproar against the police force, he thinks that it's an attempt by Minato to undermine him. Most of all, he's angry that you took the Hatake seat." Kakashi raised an eyebrow at that.
"Why?" "We can't decipher that yet. But we need to bide our time. Me and Shisui are in close contact with each other; we'll report to you if anything happens." Itachi responded. "Why report to me?" They sighed in unison. "Because if it comes to it, you're the one with the balls, skill and no limitations to kill our father." With that, they shunshin-ed out.
Kakashi was left behind, stumped at the revelation. However, he had a plan in mind. But it wouldn't be easy.
Nothing was easy for Kakashi.
It was the fourth hour, noted Obito.
The fourth hour that passed that saw Rin sitting cross-legged on the entrance hallway; staring resolutely at the door as if she could make Kakashi fall through the open doors by pure emotion.
It was also the first in hour in four that she began to cry. Obito was at the end of his patience. He was at Rin's side in an instant, a quick shunshin to their bed. Rin cried into Obito's chest; cried and cried for a good ten minutes. Obito was rubbing her back, allowing her to clutch him tightly.
That bastard.
Obito supposed that he should have been feeling thankful to Kakashi for allowing him to be with Rin and for being so honest with Obito. It was the kindest thing anyone had ever done for Obito. However, he couldn't help but feel angry; ferocious that the main problem in Obito and Rin's wonderful new relationship was caused by him.
He promised Rin. He was going to fulfill that promise.
When Rin eventually stopped crying; she performed a quick jutsu to clean her face of all the tears and snot. Obito propped her face up. Rin's chocolate brown eyes looked at his own. Rin crawled up Obito's body; in order to press kisses against Obito's lips.
"I'm sorry." she mumbled, as Obito began returning his kisses; deepening it as he cupped her ass. "You-you don't need to be sorry, Rin. Never." Obito murmured back, fully kissing Rin again. "It's that bastard's fault. He did this to you." Obito reaffirmed. Rin broke the kiss, looking straight into his eyes. "No, Obito, that's the thing. I did this to him. He's probably feeling so shit about himself-and-and-" Rin broke down again. Obito clutched her closer. He tightened his grip on her.
Rin stopped herself from crying further, choosing instead to kiss Obito. Sex was a good outlet for many things. As Rin squirmed beneath him as he filled her up; Obito made up his mind. He would confront the bastard today.
today.
"Hokage-sama. You summoned me?" Tenzo asked, as he knelt in the large oval office. Minato stopped browsing the newspapers, choosing to look at the ANBU. "Ah, yes, Tenzo. I have a few questions to ask you, if you don't mind." Tenzo tensed, but nodded. "Hai, of course, Hokage-sama."
"You took a A-rank genjutsu Fuuinjutsu scroll from Hiruzen-sama for the mission in the Hidden Mist, yes?" Tenzo tensed further. "Y-yes." "Are you aware that he can track where and when the scrolls made by him are used?" Tenzo exhaled at that. He was shaking; sweating as Minato paced around his office; the Hokage Robes billowing in the breeze.
"Why was the scroll used at the ANBU bar last night, Tenzo?" Minato asked. Tenzo sputtered, looking resolutely at the ground, as if that would provide him the answers. Minato stalked over to him. Tenzo whimpered as Minato clutched his jaw, forcing him to look up at him. "Answer me, Tenzo. I'm your Hokage." Minato's voice was calm; but his bright ocean eyes were filled with something else-rage.
Tenzo's eyes moistened, and he didn't stop shaking. He was sputtering, but eventually answered. "I-I didn't want anyone to see me." He whispered. Minato nodded, his mouth pressed thinly. "Seen doing what?" He asked. Tenzo's eyes widened, as a few tears threatened to spill out. Minato tightened his grip on his jaw, causing Tenzo to whimper.
"Tenzo, it's either me or T&I." Minato reaffirmed. Tenzo started to cry, but Minato's expression didn't change. "I-I was d-drinking. H-heav-heavily. I used the scroll t-to make s-sure n-no one saw m-me in such a state." Tenzo whispered, his hands shaking. He gave in, falling to the ground, but Minato picked him up, putting a kunai to his throat, and shoving him into the wall.
At that moment, his guards came rushing in, concerned. "Fuck off. Both of you. Make sure no one enters this place. Unless it's Kakashi." Minato spat. The two guards scurried away, and Minato had his full attention to the crying shinobi he had pressed to the wall. "If you were going to drink that heavily, why don't you have a hangover? Why aren't you smelling the least bit of alcohol?" Tenzo gasped, his eyes freely crying. Minato paid no attention to that.
"I-I know a jutsu to c-cure the affects of alcohol." Tenzo gasped out. Minato sighed. "I'll believe that. The Iburi clan were advanced in useless things like this. Now. Were you alone in your state, Tenzo? Because the area where you casted your genjutsu...is quite unorthodox." Tenzo opened his eyes; blinking through the tears. "Y-yes." Minato was a threat. He wanted Kakashi for himself. He couldn't reveal his intentions. Everyone was a threat to him. Everyone wanted Kakashi for themselves.
He was the only one who would keep Kakashi.
Minato threw him across the room. Tenzo hit the walls hard, crying out in pain. Minato pinned him once again, his blue eyes burning with fury. "I don't have time for lies, Kinoe. I know who you are. I know why you're fucking alive. Don't fucking lie to me." Tenzo cried; wet ugly tears as he squirmed against Minato, but answered after an extended time; as Minato drew blood on his kunai from Tenzo's throat.
"I-I wasn't alone."
"Who were you with?"
"I-I was with Kakashi-senpai." Tenzo bit out, after Minato pressed further against his sweaty neck. "What were you doing with Kakashi in a bar?" Minato asked, his teeth in a snarl. Tenzo was crying; full fledged tears as he struggled against Minato. Tenzo wasn't answering; just crying. Satisfied, Minato pressed his kunai deeper; the wound almost fatal. "Kinoe, my team has gone through enough shit. I don't know what you were doing with Kakashi, but he was drunk to the point of unconsciousness when I found him. If I find out that you did anything, anything fucked up, I'll fucking kill you." Minato flung him away, Tenzo hitting the oak doors.
"Get up. I have a mission for you." Minato bit out, as he sat down on the Hokage chair. He allowed Tenzo to cry on the floor, before he shakily knelt back down. "You will conduct a twenty-four hour reconnaissance mission in the Hidden Mist. You will report anything suspicious. We need your report to aide us on our diplomatic mission." Minato, the normally cheerful, optimistic man, held no ounce of friendliness in his tone. Tenzo nodded. "You're lucky Kakashi won't let me hear the end of it if I kicked you out of the ANBU. Now fuck off before I change my mind." Minato bit out.
Tenzo nodded uneasily, staggering out of the doors.
Minato scratched his hair, sighing deeply.
"Hatake." A furious voice bit out.
Kakashi stopped. He knew it'd be a mistake to step out in daylight in his normal outfit. There were only a few people who called him 'Hatake.' There were even fewer that could use a very angry, even furious tone on him. There were even fewer who called him out on the street; even an empty one. Most of all, this voice was feminine. Meaning this was-
"Uzumaki Kushina-sama. What's up?" Kakashi said tiredly, slowly turning around to face the Red-Hot Habanero. Kushina was furious, her cheeks red from anger. "You're driving Rin crazy. Do you know how pathetic you are? How much of a coward you are?" Ah. THe tough-love approach. "Hai, Daishukjo-sama." Kakashi said, mock-bowing, infuriating Kushina more.
"You fucking insolent child. How dare you treat her like this?" Kushina bit out, stalking closer. "Daishukjo-sama, why are you here? To remind me I was a shitty boyfriend? Gee thanks, Tell me more things I know." Kakashi responded, turning his back on her.
She snarled, grabbing Kakashi's shoulder and spinning him around. "You're going to talk her. Now." Kushina said. Kakashi laughed. "I'll talk to her on my own terms." Kakashi responded. "If you don't-" "What will you do? Will you restrain me here and now?"
"DOES THAT GIVE YOU PLEASURE, BRAT?" Kushina screamed, making Kakashi focus on her. "Does it give you pleasure, knowing that I can't do anything to you. Nothing physically." Kushina bit out, her hands balled into fists. Kakashi gulped, scratching his head. It wasn't the wisest thing to say. "Does it make you feel strong? Knowing that there are only a handful of people that can make you feel accountable?" Kushina asked once again. "This is the last fucking time I'm gonna say this. Talk to Rin." Kushina waited for his response.
"I have to go grocery shopping. Sorry." Kakashi said, leaping into the roofs of Konoha. Before he was tackled by Obito. Kakashi groaned as they crashed into a construction site. Obito got up, Kakashi following. Kakashi gulped as he saw Obito. "Kakashi, don't take stress from Kushina. We were only doing the good-cop, bad-cop thing, so yeah." Obito's tone was soft.
Kakashi looked up at him. "I'm not coming with you. Do you want a repeat of last time?" Kakashi asked, getting up. "You won't kill me." Obito said. "Ah, I get it. Cause Minato will be mad." Kakashi laughed. Obito lunged at him, using the element of surprise to land a punch to Kakashi's ribs. Kakashi staggered back, coughing.
"You didn't even think about Rin. You won't kill me because you can't." Kakashi smirked. He could see what Obito was doing. But he'd oblige him nonetheless. Obito activated his sharingan; anticipating Kakashi's charge. They matched blows; Kakashi cartwheeling off the wooden walls to pin Obito's arm. Obito substituted himself; but not before Kakashi landed a kick at his face.
"Gokakyu no jutsu." Obito said; a fireball coming into existence. Kakashi made hand seals of his own. "Suise no jutsu." Water clashed with fire; eventually condensing into steam. Kakashi's senses alerted to him Obito's position, and he tussled with him.
Obito's punch-diverted away.
Obito's kick-his legs sweeped out from under him.
Obito's jab-blocked.
Obito's next fire style- anticipated, dodged and a boot to his face.
Obito fell back, coughing blood. Kakashi advanced towards him. "Even with your sharingan, you still can't best me." Kakashi said lackadaisical, withdrawing a kunai. "You want to bet on that, bastard?" Obito bit out. Kakashi's eyes widened as Obito's sharingan whirled, an elaborate pattern of a pinwheel appearing.
It was the mangekyou.
Obito didn't know what his sharingan would do, so he hoped for the best as he poured chakra into his eyes. Suddenly, the world around him whirled and swirled; it was as if a whirlpool appeared in front of him. Kakashi gasped as he was dragged in.
They both landed.
Obito and Kakashi looked around wildly; it was an entirely new location. There was no sky, nor sun; it was illuminated by itself in an eerie fashion. It was geometrical; all straight lines and some geometrical shapes protruding out at random intervals.
"What the fuck did you do, Obito?" Kakashi asked. Obito shrugged, not knowing himself. Obito lunged at Kakashi, and was shocked as a part of the ground went with his fist; the double whammy knocking Kakashi of balance, he falling away.
Holy shit.
"Holy shit." Obito looked at his hands, like he had the power to mold the universe.
Which he did.
"Holy shit." Obito looked at Kakashi, who was flung away by the force of his attack. "Holy shit. This is my own dimension! HOLY SHIT!" For once, FOR ONCE, he had the undeniable advantage over Kakashi. Kakashi knew this well, give by his shocked countenance.
Obito grinned evilly, outstretching his hands; chakra flowing through him as pieces of the environment flung towards Kakashi. Kakashi dodged some of them, but was hit by some; groaning in pain. Obito wondered what else he could do. Make a weapon out of thin air? Suddenly, his wish was granted, a gleaming katana appearing in front of him. Smirking, Obito manipulated the floor to bring Kakashi close to him, lunging in with his sword. Kakashi dodged, using the closeness to kick Obito in the face.
Growling, Obito sent projectiles towards Kakashi; who used a quick Chidori to decimate them all. However, as he approached Obito, it took little effort to fling him away. Kakashi grunted as he hit the ground again. Fuck. He was outmatched in this place.
When outmatched, play the man, not the game.
"Obito." He grunted out, looking at the other man apprehensively. Obito cursed. The one time he had Kakashi cowering, he couldn't relish in it. "Take me out of this place, I'll show you what's under my mask." Kakashi breathed out, looking at Obito.
What?
Obito raised an eyebrow, stuttering. "No one, except her knows. Please. Just...get us out of here. I'm a man of my word." Obito looked like a lost puppy; as was the confusion on his face. He couldn't deny it looked cute. Especially with those plump, clean lips pressed together as he tilted his head, those dark brown eyes, the look in them-fuck. What was Kakashi thinking? How cute Obito looked? He had to focus.
"Ok." Obito didn't want to win against Kakashi. He owed a lot to him. So he obliged, pouring chakra into his eyes as he whirled out. They both landed on the ground. Kakashi cast some genjutsu; before pulling down his mask.
Kakashi looked...fuck, he was handsome. He had silver stubble on his face; a sharp jawline and mismatched eyes with a scar running down his right eye. It only served to make him look more...sexy? what the fuck? Bakashi was not sexy.
"Why do you wear it? It looks...normal." Obito said, trying not to think about that fucking beauty mark under his lips. Kakashi breathed out, before showing his teeth.
Ok. What the actual fuck.
Kakashi didn't have normal teeth. Kakashi has fangs . Big ones. His primary incisors seem normal, but the canines that surround them are large and sharp, and even the premolars that follow look sharp as well, although at a smaller scale. The pattern repeats on both the top and bottom rows, making his mouth look menacingly dangerous, like that of a feral dog instead of a human.
Obito was stunned looking at them. It was...not sexy. Not sexy. Kakashi wasn't sexy. He was...fuck, but it looked so...mesmerizing. He was staring at it, but his vision was cut off when another Kakashi tied a blindfold around his eyes. Obito was startled, and he screamed. "Never lose focus, Obito. You lose." Kakashi said, simply, shunshin-ing away.
"KSO!" Obito yelped, as he tore of the blindfold. However, Kakashi was long gone.
Tenzo was in a hurry as he leapt through the trees of the Fire country, progressively going eastward. He was lucky Minato-sama even had an ounce of kindness in him; if it were someone else having the same kind of power, Tenzo would be long gone. He was thankful that Minato hadn't pressed further; he knew what Tenzo did, atleast to a certain extent. God, he hoped that he didn't tell Kakashi.
He wanted to do it again.
He could still taste Kakashi's cum heavy on his tongue. However, all tantalizing thoughts of Kakashi had to be pushed to the side in order for him to complete this mission. He suddenly felt an incredibly strong chakra presence; as he approached the Kirigakure walls, which were in bad condition. It seemed to draw him in; the chakra presence was so strong, Tenzo could sense it even though it was miles away.
"Tut, tut, Karatachi." A grovelling voice said. It belonged to a man wearing an orange mask. Yagura Karatachi was laying bloody on the ground outside the decimated Kirigakure walls, at the orange-mask-man's feet.
"I leave for some business for three days and I come back to see the Hidden Mist in such a state..." the man said, Yagura weakly whimpering on the ground. "I expect better of my subjects, Karatachi. You know the price for disappointing me." "M-master, I'm sorry." He managed to snivel out.
"Sorry won't fix anything, Karatachi-kun. Your village, is in ruins, all at the hands of one person. It's a bit humiliating, don't you think?" the man drawled, walking around Karatachi. His body showed signs of torture and whipping. "Uchiha Madara does not get humiliated."
With that, Madara jammed a spear into Karatachi's brain, effectively ending his whimpering. That was when he noticed someone else present.
"Come out, whoever you are. Rest assured these will be your last seconds on this godforsaken planet." Madara said roughly, opening his sharingan. Tenzo stalked out. "I know not who you are." Tenzo was surprised, but calmed himself down. He was no Yellow Flash or Silver Fang. "Doesn't matter who I am. You are an Uchiha, right? Let me take you back to the-" Madara charged at him with his kunai, but Tenzo raised a wood construct, blocking his charge.
Madara smiled, removing his orange mask.
Tenzo was creeped out, staring at the psychotic smile on the other man's face. "Ah, a child of Hashirama himself! Let us duel." Hashirama? the first Hokage? Madara sent a fireball his way, followed by some kunai. Tenzo jumped up. "Mokuton: Shichuro No Justu!" Huge wooden pillars surrounded Madara; before they banded together and molded into a prison.
Madara laughed. "This is getting entertaining, child of Hashirama! I like it!" Madara launched a fucking gigantic fireball; easily tearing apart the prison. Tenzo gasped, his eyebrows creasing. This truly was a strong person. "I ask again; who are you?" Tenzo yelled. "You should know, child of Hashirama! Uchiha Madara." huh? He didn't know this bozo. "I know not of who you are, Uchiha Madara!" Tenzo yelled, performing the snake hand seals to shoot out forests from underneath the ground.
"Uchiha Fugaku will be concerned if you are in Kirigakure; we are at war!" Tenzo clarified. Madara grunted, using his sword to cut through the constructs; before a fireball decimated the rest. "Come back with me to Konohagakure, there is a sale on dangos! People like dangos, right?" Tenzo asked, as he avoided a kunai barrage by blocking it with his wood.
"I like your humor, child of Hashirama!" Madara yelled, his psychotic smile never breaking once as he sent flame spirits after Tenzo. Minato-sama said it was just a reconnaissance mission. He should probably retreat. "This is beyond my mission class, Uchiha Madara! Just know, your family waits for you!" Tenzo ended the fight, sweating as he put up wood construct after wood construct to facilitate his get away. He could've stayed and fought, but he was afraid of running afoul of Minato again.
Also, he wanted to get home in time to see if Kakashi was visiting any bars again.
Notes:
Minato doesn't fuck around when it comes to his kiddos. So, are you excited for Madara? How do you think Kakashi will convince Fugaku to not kill everyone? Has Obito finally got the better of Kakashi? Comment below, it helps me.
Chapter 9: Black hair, red eyes
Summary:
Tenzo reports to Minato. Kakashi continues to avoid Rin; and continues pushing Fugaku's buttons.
Notes:
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Chapter Text
"Speak." Minato ordered as Tenzo knelt before him; the ANBU wincing at his harsh tone.
"The-The Mizukage Yagura Karatachi was-was being controlled by someone else." Tenzo began. Minato raised an eyebrow, before writing it down. "The man identified himself as Uchiha Madara." Minato paused; looking at Tenzo with wide eyes. His hands began to shake uncontrollably.
Uchiha Madara. The founder of the Uchihas of Konohagakure, the rogue nin that almost killed Hashirama Senju.
How is he alive?
Minato stood up, and Tenzo flinched away. Minato scoffed, but began to speak. "What was his appearance?" "He had long, wild and frizzy hair. He first wore an orange mask but soon took it off. He had two weirdly-shaped sharingan on his eyes. He called me, 'The child of Hashirama', and wanted to duel with me for fun." Minato nodded. Oh, it sounded like Madara alright.
"Tenzo, this is S-Class Information. You are not to share this with anyone except me. Got it?" Minato calmly asked, but his eyes carried unbridled rage. "H-Hai, Yondaime-sama."
"Fuck off."
Tenzo nodded meekly, and dashed out of the Hokage building.
Who was Uchiha Madara, and why is he such a big deal?
Kakashi knew Obito would find him sooner or later. However, what bugged him the most was they still had not left his fucking house. He groaned as he used hand seals to check his wards again. It was five days, and he was already missing the soft linen and luxurious wood panels of his mansion. He was staying in his old, dingy ANBU apartment like his old self.
Then again, he had brought this on himself, didn't he.
He failed Rin.
However, there was something more concerning; Uchiha Fugaku and his coup-d'état.
Shisui and Itachi were providing him updates regularly; his conversations with the elders, where he would frequently talk about the powers of the sharingan; his conversations with Mikoto, where he would remark on the fall of the Senjus; his many hours spent in the Uchiha Armory, browsing weapons and poring over the city map of Konoha.
Fugaku was preparing for war.
Whether the Uchiha would win or not didn't matter; what mattered was that a lot of lives would be lost. A lot of good shinobi lives...what about Obito? Who would he side with? He was treated badly by his clan for as long as he remembers; however, Obito always strived for the approval of his clan...and he had just received his Mangekyou Sharingan. It was a highly effective ability; an ability to end the fight before it even began. It was only because of Kakashi's wit that he didn't lose.
Someone like that against Konoha forces...whose to know what else the Uchiha had in store? He had to speak to Minato.
Who was angry and confused. Fuck. His scent lingered in the Hokage Tower. Something had happened, and Kakashi had to get to the bottom of this. He opened the doors to the Hokage office; Minato was pacing about, hands on his chin in deep thought. He was startled by Kakashi's appearance, but his countenance quickly changed from shock to determination.
"Ano, Minato-sensei-" "Kakashi. Wait." Minato cast some genjutsu around the room; and Kakashi tensed. Minato was about to tell him some important information. "A few days ago, you were at the ANBU Bar, correct?" Minato asked. Kakashi winced, he should've known Minato's reaction to his excessive drinking that night. However, he didn't scold him when he woke up with a killer hangover, but why now?
"I-er-yeah." Kakashi scratched his head. "Was Tenzo next to you the night?" Kakashi raised an eyebrow; but jogged his memory back. He remembered Tenzo's scent lingering on him; all over him. "I-don't remember. His scent was all over me though; I had to take a shower because it was so overpowering." Kakashi conceded. Minato's eyes darkened, but he didn't elaborate.
"That's not the main problem. Tenzo came back from a reconnaissance mission from the Hidden Mist as quickly as he left; it turns out Yagura Karatachi was being controlled by Uchiha Madara of all people. He and Tenzo had an altercation, but Tenzo retreated." Kakashi's eyes were blown wide. Uchiha Madara. The strongest Uchiha. Co-founder of Konohagakure.
"Seems we all are having Uchiha problems, huh?" Kakashi remarked, plopping into the chair opposite Minato's. "What do you mean?" Minato inquizited, facing Kakashi as he placed his hands on his desk. "Obito has awakened his Mangekyou Sharingan." Kakashi responded. Minato's eyes were blown wide; along with his mouth. Then, a big, bright smile pulled at his lips. It lit up his face and lit up the room. "Kakashi, that-that's great? How'd you find out?"
"He and I had a little fight." Kakashi sighed, rubbing his eyes. Minato's face fell, his smile going as quick as it came. "Kakashi, I-" "We...we didn't hurt each other. And yes, it was because of Rin." Minato sighed. "Why?" He asked hoarsely. Kakashi paused, but continued. He owed it to Minato to tell him everything. "Rin...when we fought the Kiri shinobi a week ago, Obito confessed to Rin. That he loved her." Minato nodded, motioning for him to continue. "And then, Rin told me that she loved him too."
Minato shook his head; placing his hands on his forehead, letting out a big sigh. He looked at Kakashi, whose eyes were eerily like his old self; aloof and cold. Kakashi had become a lot better since then. "So you've broken up with her, and she's upset, and it's affecting Obito." Minato concluded. Kakashi often forgot how much of a genius his sensei was; in all areas of life. "I mean...wow." Minato remarked, resuming his pacing again. His team was once again in crisis over Rin. It was a bit like the old days.
The old days were horrible compared to the state of the team three weeks ago, when the war ended.
"Look, Kakashi, I...talk to Rin. Kushina's gonna tell me all about it when I get back, and that's the only thing I'm gonna say to you." Minato concluded. "Now, what is his ability?" Minato asked in a very business-like tone. "He can transport people and objects to a pocket dimension, of which he has full control over. He can manipulate the environment to a great degree, and he is the only way out." Minato exhaled, his smile returning. "It's a game-changer. A battle-winner. He just might be invincible if he uses this right." "How'd you get out?" Minato wondered. Kakashi smirked, tapping two fingers to his brain.
"Cocky bastard."
"Learnt it from the best."
"Oh, fuck off. Anything else, brat?" Minato asked, a wide grin on his face. His students were getting stronger and stronger by the day. Madara would be no match for Obito once Minato trained him. "Do you, by any chance, know the Mangekyou Sharingan ability of Uchiha Fugaku?" Minato raised his eyebrows at that. "That's a suspiciously specific question. Why?"
"He used his mangekyou in the first clan meeting we had. For some reason, after he used it, he smiled...the kind of smile that-that the Kiri shinobi made when they told me they sealed Isobu inside Rin." Kakashi elaborated, his voice dropping to a weak whisper at the last part. Minato gulped, scratching his face. "I don't know...the Uchiha keep their abilities under wraps. I mean, the only abilities I know are the Tsukuyomi and Amaterasu of Itachi, and now the warping ability of Obito." Kakashi nodded, deep in thought. He decided against telling Minato why, simply giving a two-finger salute and departing. Another council meeting was near.
"I didn't dismiss you, brat!"
"Ah yes, Uchiha Obito. Your new ability is unique to your Uchiha bloodline." exclaimed Fugaku, as they both were in the pocket dimension.
Obito had just finished demonstrating his new powers to the clan head; almost defeating him in his realm until Fugaku caught him in a surrender-or-die position. "This is wonderful, Obito-kun. This will...assist the Uchiha in future endeavors. I assume you know of it's unlimited power, yes?" Fugaku noted, as he examined the realm. Obito smiled, a great, big smile. "Hai, Fugaku-sama!"
"Please, Obito-kun. You're as much as part of this clan as me. Call me Fugaku." Obito gaped at that. This was it. He was finally being appreciated. "Obito. You're an important part of this clan now. I need to know if you have my undying loyalty." Fugaku asked. Obito raised an eyebrow at that, but it seemed obvious. "Yes, Fugaku-san. I live to serve the Uchiha Clan." Fugaku nodded, pleased.
"This ability of yours was named by your ancestors in the Uchiha Clan as Kamui: God's authority." Fugaku explained. Kamui, huh? Cool name to be fair. "You told me you live to serve the Uchiha Clan, right?" Fugaku asked. Obito nodded fervently. "Tell me. If it came to it, if I held the life of, say, Nohara Rin in my hands, would you kill me or would you trust me, Obito?"
That question shook him to the ground.
Rin was his best-friend-turned-lover, without her he would be nowhere in life. It was because of her that he had received the Mangekyou Sharingan in the first place.
His clan had ostracized and berated hum from a young age, but they still gave him food and a roof over his head. He spent his life yearning for the clan's approval; and now he was considered an equal by the clan head Fugaku himself.
"W-Wh-Why would you want to know that?" Obito asked weakly. Fugaku narrowed his eyes. "Obito, your abilities place you in the upper echelon of the Uchiha clan. You are one of the most powerful shinobi in this clan, let alone this village. What truly differentiates us is not power, Obito. It's because we can make difficult decisions. It's because we place the future of our clan above all else. So tell me, would you kill me or would you trust me?" Fugaku narrated.
Obito sputtered. "She-She gave me the sharingan." Obito said lamely. Fugaku laughed mirthlessly. "I received my sharingan when I lost my friends in a mission, Obito. You're lucky you received it out of love and not hate. However, if I had the choice to save my friends or keep my Mangekyou Sharingan, I'd dispose off them without a second thought." Obito was shocked, looking at Fugaku's eyes. It was cold, unyielding, serious- like Kakashi all those years ago.
"Because that's who we are, Obito-kun. We are shinobi. Shinobi of the Uchiha Clan. We don't let our emotions get in the way of power. That's why the Uchiha Clan is the most powerful in all of Konoha." Fugaku said. Obito breathed heavily. Was this the price of recognition? "What if I was in your place and I brought up Mikoto-sama?" bit back Obito.
Fugaku narrowed his eyes into slits. "When you have children with that medic of yours, then we can compromise. Till then, figure out where your priorities lie, Obito."
Fugaku departed shortly after that, leaving Obito red-faced on the ground.
Kakashi boredly walked into the large council room; the bearded heads of the council members swivelling as the doors opened.
"Ah, Hatake-dono, just in time, I see." Shikaku snarkily said. Kakashi winked at him, sitting at his usual place; opposite the furious, cold eyes of Uchiha Fugaku.
"The next order of business is the Konoha Police Force. Uchiha-dono's complaints have been heard by our honorable Yondaime-sama, and as such, The Konoha Police Force will be expanded in size and receive a 3% increase in funding." Danzo drawled, his shadow clone going around the room and giving copies of the Hokage's order to the clan heads.
Kakashi narrowed his eyes at Fugaku, who didn't seem to be all that happy for someone who just had his wishes granted by the Hokage. "Seems like Uchiha-dono wanted a larger increase in funding his little militia." Kakashi remarked, prompting Fugaku to glare at him. "The Konoha Police Force is instrumental in keeping the village safe." Fugaku responded evenly.
"Is that why it's made up completely of Uchihas? Who have a reputation for keeping the village safe? Didn't your founder try to murder the first Hokage?" Kakashi questioned. "What is your point here, Hatake-dono?" Fugaku asked through gritted teeth. "I think you aren't going to use the increased funds to help the police force. I think you're gonna use it for yourself like the filthy, lying-" "Complete that statement, you little sh-" "Ah, tut, tut, must we act so rashly here?" Homura drawled.
"Aw, don't be such a killjoy, it was just getting interesting." remarked Shikaku, leaning back against his chair in typical Nara fashion. "Yes, Hatake-dono is just asking the questions we as a council have for Uchiha-dono." Hizashi Hyuuga added. Fugaku balled his hands into fists, cold eyes glaring at Kakashi, who simply gave one of his fake-cheerful-eye smiles in return.
"Hatake-dono, do you have any suggestions against this law?" Danzo asked. "Oh, I have plenty of suggestions. I want his compound fucking surveilled 24/7-" "WHAT THE FUCK-" "-however, that will be a very ineffective thing since Fugaku's clan has found out ways to subvert surveillance. Is the council aware of Uchiha Obito's new ability?" Kakashi said. Fugaku's fist tightened to the point where veins were being popped on his fist.
Shikaku leaned in, so did Hizashi. Inoichi perked up. "That is S-Class secret information-" "So was my father's betrayal to Konoha, yet you seemed to have no problems bringing that up. Wow, who knew the Uchiha clan head could be so partial?" Kakashi yawned. "Uchiha-dono, Hatake-dono has a point here." Inoichi said, the T&I head all to eager for information.
"He can warp the universe around him and teleport objects and people into a pocket dimension...it's pretty interesting if you ask me. However, if Uchiha-dono is hiding all this, then what's to say he hasn't placed Yondaime-sama under a genjutsu? Surely there's an S-Class ability the Uchihas are hiding-" "Don't you dare accuse my clan of anything, brat." Fugaku breathed out, standing up with force.
"Maa, Uchiha-dono, I'm just making the council aware of my suspicions." Kakashi lazily replied. "The council has no use for your unfounded, ridiculous, irrational-" "Then why don't you reveal all of the abilities your clan has, Uchiha-dono? Because everyone else at this table has revealed theirs." Kakashi said, eyes narrowing. Fugaku gripped the table so hard he tore off chunks of the wood with his hand, his sharingan awakening because of the rage; but he settled down eventually.
Kakashi smirked underneath his mask. Fugaku was boiling. It was only a matter of time.
Obito tiredly made his way back to the Hatake Mansion, Fugaku's words ringing in his head.
If it comes to it, If i held the life of your lover in my hands, would you kill me or trust me?
I would dispose off my friends for the Mangekyou Sharingan.
Such words made little sense to a person like Obito. Fugaku-sama reminded him of how Kakashi was when Obito first met him; cold, unrelenting, and a heart of stone. His last comment, however, was the freshest in his mind. When you have children with the medic, we'll be on equal terms. The very thought of Rin carrying his children sent signals straight to his cock.
He rapped on the door; it opening a minute later. In a series of milliseconds, a multitude of emotion passed through Rin's face. Hope, Disappointment, Happiness. Obito knew who the first two were associated with. Rin pulled him in to the house pulling him into her heart, shutting the door behind her, and pressing a kiss to his lips. "Mmm, you've been in a fight." Rin breathed against his lips.
"Oh, just training with the old geezer." Obito mentioned, shunshin-ing them both to their bedroom. Rin happily straddled him; dragging her nails across Obito's chest; making him keen and moan as she rocked against his cock; hardening it like a grindstone and a sword.
"Nn, Rin." Obito moaned, his hands grabbing her body. "Tch, no touching." murmured Rin huskily, using her chakra to pin Obito's arms to the bed. Obito groaned, her body rocking against him, making him feel all sorts of things. It was like a form of heavenly torture.
She undid his jonin pants, freeing his thick cock. She dragged her small hands against it; making it swell up. God, she knew he was close, but- "You only cum when I tell you to." Rin ordered. "But-" Obito started, but stopped when Rin grabbed his hair, pulling it. Obito let out a pained gasp, but nodded fervently. Rin climbed up his body, removing her panties, using her deft hands to tie her panties around Obito's wrists.
Rin's sweet-smelling heat was above Obito's face. He'd never gone down on a woman before, so needless to say, he was a bit scared. Rin could sense it, so she looked down. "Obito, you better not disappoint me." "N-No. Never." Rin nodded, before sinking down on Obito's outstretched tongue.
Rin's heat was one of the best things Obito had ever tasted; his tongue sloppily lapping up her juices as Rin rode his face. Obito groaned underneath her. Rin was making such sounds, such lovely sounds as Obito roughly pleased her from his compromising position.
Obito was unexperienced; but his enthusiasm more than made up for it, Rin thought, as she gripped the headboard of her bed, roughly grinding down on Obito's tongue. She was getting close; both from the lewd actions they were performing and the sensation of Obito's smooth, hot, hot tongue brushing against her pussy.
She came hard; with a long, drawn out groan, her juices spilling below onto the man below her. Obito lapped it up dazedly, as if it was his own alcohol. It certainly had that effect, he thought happily, as Rin slowly came down from her high. She gripped his jaw.
"Aren't you a little overachiever, hmm? I think you deserve a reward." Hearing those words come out of Rin's mouth was the best thing ever. Obito nodded, a smile stretching his lips as Rin crawled back down, sinking onto Obito's cock instead of his tongue. Rin shouted and Obito yelped, but Rin slew it down; the high-pitched sounds of euphoria changing unto slow, sexy moans.
They went slow and steady, their eyes locked on each other, conveying the years and years of pining and love held between thm. It was all worth it as the made love on that bed; Obito's cock filling Rin to the brim as she slowly rode him. Obito was close; really close.
Rin pulled out, just in time as Obito spurted hot cum all over her. It landed all over her toned stomach; some spilling onto her chin. She slinked down; crawling on Obito's body, and for one second, Obito was really convinced she was a nymph; an Apsara; an incubus, some heavenly creature sent from where the Sage of Six Paths was just for her to seduce Obito. Whatever the reason for this godly creature's birth, Obito wasn't complaining.
"Clean me up, sweetheart."
"Of-Of course, Rin."
Notes:
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Chapter 10: Gladiator-p1
Summary:
Fugaku tips past the breaking point. Tenzo sees a last opportunity. Shisui awakens the eternal mangekyou sharingan. Kakashi prepares for several things at once.
Notes:
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Chapter Text
a/n: This is just clarification for the changes in canon that I made for the purposes of this story so that no one gets confused.
Ages:
Kakashi: 19
Rin, Obito, Asuma, etc: 22
Minato and Kushina: 33
Events:
Kannabi Bridge; Kakashi and Obito rescue Rin; but the cave they are in caves due to a jutsu by an enemy-nin. As such, they are trapped for five days with Kakashi and Obito heavily injured; until Minato and a tracker squad finds them. They destroy the bridge soon after.
Rin's kidnapping; Kakashi and Tenzo are sent to find and rescue her. Kakashi rescues her, but the Three-Tails is released just outside the Konoha border. Tenzo is much stronger here than in canon, and so the Hashirama necklace is much more effective at trapping chakra. The three tails is soon subdued with help from Kakashi and Minato.
Uchiha Madara; He is revived fully by Orochimaru, and the Akatsuki is still formed here.
Naruto's birth: Went off without a hitch
Kakashi stumbled back as he was hit by Itachi.
They were sparring at the ANBU grounds; an environment made for fighting ruthlessly. The other ANBU cheered their two strongest shinobi as they went at each other; Itachi's fist barely missing Kakashi's face as the silver-haired shinobi swept his legs. Itachi substituted himself, before launching fire shurikens at Kakashi.
A quick water jutsu later, they were back to the ground, fighting hand-to-hand. "My father's quite annoyed at you." Itachi grunted, as a kunai flew past his long hair. "That's my mission." Kakashi breathed, blocking Itachi's jab before using his arm as leverage to pin him to the ground. "He called an emergency council meeting this night." Itachi responded, dislocating his own arm to swivel around and kick Kakashi in the face.
Kakashi narrowed his eyes into slits as Itachi used a quick medical jutsu to revert his arm back to normal. Kakashi lunged at him; quick swing striking Itachi's nimbled body, before he pinned him down again. "He doesn't have enough friends in the council to call an emergency meeting like that." Kakashi stated. Itachi headbutted Kakashi, a kick to his face before a kunai flew into Kakashi's thigh; bloodying it.
"Not if he's trying to kick you out." Itachi said, hands molding as he breathed fire. Kakashi growled, a water dragon swallowing the fireball. Kakashi landed a kick to Itachi's face, bloodying it. Kakashi quickly made shadow clones under the ground as he danced around Itachi's katana charges.
"End! Kakashi-san wins!" Boar roared as Kakashi had Itachi in a headlock. Kakashi released him, Itachi looking back at him meaningfully. Kakashi nodded, as they both retreated to their ANBU rooms.
This was his chance.
Kakashi burst through the Hokage office's doors. "Ever heard of knocking, brat?" Minato asked. "This is urgent." Kakashi said. "Ah, it always is." Minato simply responded, dragging a hand across his face. "I need you to make a new addition to the Council Removal Law, Clause 2 sub clause B." Minato raised his eyebrows. "You're not Obito, so you have a plan for when the council members suspect you, right?" Minato asked, to which Kakashi rolled his eyes.
Kakashi always had a plan.
When it didn't concern Rin, of course.
Minato withdrew a Fuuinjutsu scroll; one that updated laws all throughout the Fire Country once the Hokage signed them into fruition. "What do you need?" Minato asked. Kakashi scratched his chin in deep thought, before perking up. "When you raise a motion to kick out a clan head from the council, you must first defeat them in battle." Minato paused. "Fugaku." "Yeah." Kakashi said.
"Look, Kakashi. I know you may think of yourself as invulnerable, but this is Uchiha Fugaku. He was the other candidate for Hokage. He fought the rest of his stupidly-overpowered-clan for his position. You're absolutely sure you can defeat Uchiha Fugaku, right?" Minato asked.
Kakashi pondered his request. He had no idea what Fugaku's powers were. Truth be told, it was a useful policy to keep your powers secret. Kakashi couldn't use his wit against whatever Fugaku brought up; he wasn't an impulsive idiot like Obito. However, he couldn't go into this battle on a maybe I can beat him, maybe i cannot.
He needed to win for sure.
He needed a fail-safe.
"Teach me Hiraishin." Kakashi suddenly said. Minato blanched. "Kakashi, its-" "Even if Fugaku doesn't have the votes to remove me from the council, the motion was accepted, and I'm already on a three-month absence. It's only because Danzo likes me for some reason that he didn't enforce it. I need to be in the council." Kakashi stated, looking straight into Minato's eyes.
"Look, I'm not averse to it. But it's going to take a lot of time and effort, and I want you to talk to R-"
"They're not as important as the safety of this village, Minato." bit back Kakashi. Minato's eyes blew wide. "I need this, Minato. The council meeting's tonight, so I'm counting on you. I'm not going to check in here again, but I trust you, Minato."
"I'll only do it if you agree to talk to Rin after you defeat Fugaku." Minato said, the ultimatum hanging heavy in the air.
"Ok." Kakashi said hoarsely at Minato, giving one last look as he dashed out of the Hokage Office.
Kakashi slammed open the doors to the meeting, his eyes blazing furiously. Danzo gave a toothy smile upon seeing the angry look on Kakashi's place. Fugaku rose up as well, fists clenched. "As far as backstabbing your fellow council members go, the Uchiha clan is the best." Kakashi remarked, sitting on his chair. "Where are we on that motion, Homura-sama?" Fugaku said angrily.
"Almost done." Homura replied boredly, typewriter clacking away. "Oh, the motion to kick me out of the council?" Kakashi perked up, making Fugaku growl. "Hatake-san, I no longer want to tolerate your insolence and incompetence and plain disrespect in the council." Fugaku said through clenched teeth.
"For that, you need votes from the council. And I think they'll appreciate a more transparent, helpful clan head like me who has given his all to Konoha, rather than a secretive, pissy bum like you, whose achievements include making my distaste in him increase." Kakashi responded. Shikaku nodded, impressed.
Fugaku took deep, heavy breaths to calm himself, but he wasn't prepared for what Kakashi had to say next.
"And that's not even the main problem. You'll have to defeat me in battle in order to even put this to a vote."
Shikaku perked up, but smiled as he recognized what Kakashi was doing. Aburame-dono rose up from his seat. "That's not in accordance to the Council Removal Law-"
"You might want to check your databooks again." Kakashi replied, staring straight at Fugaku's face, whose eyes were bulging; lips curled into a snarl. "You little shit. You begged the Hokage with puppy eyes-"
"I didn't collude with the Hokage as much as you didn't put him under your influence." Kakashi replied haughtily. "There you again with the preposterous insinuation that I used my powers on our honorable Hokage." Fugaku spat in response. "Then show what those mankey eyes do, Fugaku, and I'll resign immediately. Until then, we fight one week from now."
Danzo, Homura and a few other council overseers were in deep conversation as Kakashi and Fugaku glared daggers at each other.
"Whatever laws the Hokage signs into fruition must be respected by the council. By order, Hatake Kakashi and Uchiha Fugaku will duel at the Hokage Monument Stand, one week from now. Should Hatake Kakashi win, the motion raised by Uchiha Fugaku today falls. Should Hatake Kakashi lose, the motion raised by Uchiha Fugaku today passes. Any objections? Actually, you can't object, so, whatever." The scribe said, yawning.
"I want a fight to the death." Fugaku snarled, hands balled into fists. Danzo cleared his throat, his eyes going wide. "I accept." Kakashi stated, knowing a to-the-death fight was the only way he could use an S-class technique like Hiraishin. "Danzo, are you idiotic? If either one of them dies, then-" A council overseer stood up. "Junpei-sama, it is within Konoha law." Danzo replied boredly.
"You both have one week. This emergency meeting is concluded."
Uchiha Shisui was not like his clanmates.
Atleast that's was what they said to him.
However, similarities and differences aside, he did still care deeply for his clan. Which was why he couldn't decipher what to do.
In front of him stood Uchiha Fucking Madara, the co-founder of Konohagakure, somehow alive and looking as young as ever. To his side, stood a heavily injured compatriot, clanmate and first cousin; Uchiha Rozo. His mangekyou was activated; and still, he had a katana through his chest, courtesy of the laughing Uchiha in front of him.
"Ah! The fight was good." Madara bellowed, turning his sharingan upon the newer member to their fight. "Kagami? You've grown shorter since the last time I saw you." Madara said, returning to the ground. Shisui scoffed. He was often mistaken for his great-grandfather Uchiha Kagami; mostly because of their appearances.
"I'm not Kagami-chan. And you are Uchiha Madara, right?" Shisui asked rhetorically, slinging Rozo's arm over his shoulder. "Sh-Shisui-kun, it-it's too late..." Rozo weakly muttered beside him. "You have guessed correctly! And your reward is death." Shisui exhaled; tightening his grip on Rozo and shunshin-ing to avoid a burst of fire from Madara.
The heat burned acres of forest beside Shisui. He gritted his teeth. His clanmate beside him was losing a lot of blood; and Shisui's crows picked his signal far, far outside the village. He could retreat or fight, but Rozo would die either way. He looked towards Rozo, his cousin staring weakly at him. "Ah! A new power! The Uchiha clan has progressed in my absence. It would be a shame to kill you." Madara roared.
Shisui clenched his teeth, his genius mind trying to make a decision. Why was Madara fighting a guy from his own clan? "He's an Uchiha, he's a member of your clan, Madara-sama! Why are you-" Shiusi roared, performing one handed hand seals to use a jutsu to facilitate his escape. "The Uchiha clan has gone weak. I'm culling the herd. But you seem competent; I wonder how your cousin got the Mangekyou." Madara commented; a new fireball blazing through the wood Shisui was using for cover.
"Doton; Doryuheki!" Shisui bellowed; the wall protecting him from the worst effects of the fire. He began shunshin-ing from tree to tree, determined to give his cousin a good burial. "Sh-Shisui-kun, I'm a burden, leave me..." Rozo coughed blood; weakly pawing Shisui's back. "Never. There's still hope for you." Only Tsunade-sama could revive him from this state. But he wasn't sure of her whereabouts after she healed Obito.
"I have a compromise." "GAH!" Shisui yelped as Madara appeared in front of him. Madara kicked his face; Shisui momentarily dropping Rozo to the ground. Shisui activated his sharingan; moving speedily to dodge Madara's blows as he caught Rozo, dragging him through the mud as he tried to regain his original position on the trees. They jumped up; only to be knocked back by Madara.
"Take his eyes." Madara roared, his eyes bulging obsecnely, his teeth spread in that manic grin of his. "Unlock the eternal mangekyou sharingan." Shisui clenched his teeth, before coming to a realization. "You bastard. You planned all of this." Madara nodded sickeningly, withdrawing a great black scythe from the weapons holder on his back.
"Look, I don't know how you're alive or what your goal is here, but I'm not taking anything from Rozo. I'm going to take our clanmate back to our village." Shisui responded, flickering to the next tree. Madara demolished the forest a few acres in front of him with an S-Class, surely S-Class, fire jutsu.
"When I saw your crows in this area with the red eyes, I knew you would be a descendant of Kagami. However, I hoped his descendants would be rid of his annoying attitude. Seems I was mistaken." Madara said, walking menacingly towards them. "If you don't kill him and take his eyes, I'll do it for you. Don't lie to your clanmate, he's going to bleed out in the next few minutes."
Uchiha Rozo looked up towards him; before giving that smile. That exact facial expression was infamous in shinobi circles; it was the type of smile a close compatriot ave when they themselves knew that they were close to death; it was meant to encourage the suffering party to carry on.
Shisui layed him down, closing his eyes. He turned back to Madara, a fire in his eyes. "I don't know who's controlling you or who resurrected you, but the true Uchiha Madara would never do a deed like that to anyone from his own clan." Shisui said, his sharingan blazing. Madara exhaled. "We'll do it your way."
"Susano'o Activation!" Madara bellowed; clapping his hands; and suddenly, a huge, hulking blue chakra beast manifested itself in front of Madara; a cloak of skin soon wrapping around it's bones. It was large, and terrifying. Shisui gulped, looking back towards Rozo; who opened his eyes, the mangekyou still present on him.
His heart was no longer beating.
Shisui turned back to Madara with gritted teeth. He knew he had no chance against this hulking beast; especially after he nearly avoided a swing from it's sword; which decimated the ground beneath him; forming a crack so deep he could see the lava underneath.
"I concede." Shisui said sharply. Madara sickeningly grinned.
The next thing Shisui knew, was laying on a hospital bed; his eyes heavily bandaged as tears leaked from it.
Uchiha Madara would pay.
Tenzo was excited as he felt Kakashi's presence in the bar.
It had been a while since his last excursion, and he was yearning of the taste of Kakashi and his cock again. He had saved some slivers of his cum in a flask; and had taken to masturbating to it's musky scent every night. It was depraved, but God did it get him off.
Tenzo cast a quick genjutsu; the civilians in the bar none the wiser as Tenzo sidled up to a seemingly heavily drunk Kakashi. His breathing quickly increased as he pulled down Kakashi's mask, revealing the beautiful pink skin underneath it-
"Did you this last time, Tenzo?" Tenzo staggered back as Kakashi rose up, a fire in his eyes.
Kakashi wasn't drunk at all. It was a genjutsu.
"I-I-" Kakashi grabbed his jaw turning him on, reducing Tenzo's sputtering. "What all did you do, hmm?" Kakashi murmured, teleporting both of them outside the village, safe from prying eyes. Kakashi threw him against the village walls. Turning him on.
"Why couldn't you just tell me, Tenzo..." Kakashi said sadly. He knew what Tenzo did to him now, alright. He'd never expect it of him. His mind was in a complete state of shock; static as he approached Tenzo's crumpled, whimpering form. "S-senpai..." Tenzo whimpered as he looked up at Kakashi, his eyes watery.
"I-I thought it would make you feel good...after-after Rin-sama betrayed you..." Tenzo breathed, looking away in shame as Kakashi approached him; but the silver-man's eyes softened. Tenzo was raised in a lab. He didn't have much idea of human society; let alone finer stuff like consent and laws and whatnot. He was born to kill.
"Tenzo, next time you do that to anyone, ask for their consent. If only they say yes will you move forward. Understood?" Kakashi asked to the crumpled man below him. Tenzo weakly nodded, crying further. Kakashi began to walk away, until he felt a hand clutching his loose jonin shirt.
"S-Senpai, did I make you feel good?" Tenzo asked. Kakashi turned, grabbing Tenzo and putting him into a straight positon. "I don't remember, Tenzo. I was drunk that night, and you know that better than anyone. "S-Senpai, I want to ask you something." Tenzo said, falling to his knees, his hands at Kakashi's feet.
Kakashi's eyes widened.
"Please, I need you-need you to-to fuck me, senpai. You're the only reason I'm alive. You're the only reason I-I continue to be alive. I live for you, senpai. I-I just once, just once, and I-I have a scroll from Inoichi-sama to make you forget the whole thing happened." Tenzo added, looking up at Kakashi, whose eyes softened further to the point of tenderness.
"Tenzo..." so that was the real problem. Tenzo lacked any sense of self-esteem or respect. He needed this. Kakashi had a plan.
"OK."
Tenzo was restless as they shunshin-ed to his house, his hands all over his senpai's body as he kissed Kakashi; his tongue scraping along Kakashi's fangs.
Tenzo was...certainly enthusiastic. This was the first time Kakashi scented him; and he felt otherworldly. Pine trees and mountain flowers was what he smelled, as Tenzo pressed into him; straddling him on his bed. Kakashi growled, pulling Tenzo down into another kiss.
"Kakashi-senpai, I-I want to-to put your cock in my mouth." Tenzo breathed against Kakashi's lips. Fuck, Tenzo's innocent voice made it so much better. "S-Sure, Tenzo, damn..." Kakashi said, as Tenzo hastily crawled off him, kneeling as he fit Kakashi's hardening cock in his mouth.
"Fuck, Tenzo!" Kakashi yelped as Tenzo began fucking his skull on Kakashi's cock. There was no other way to describe it. He was pushing his head up and down Kakashi's cock in a jackhammer like motion, and Kakashi saw only stars as spit flew everywhere from the force of the blowjob.
Tenzo had no concern for his health whatsoever as he repeatedly slammed his face into Kakashi's pelvis; his nose occassionaly breathing in the scent of Kakashi's shampooed pubic hair; before going up; relishing as he sucked on the big head of Kakashi's cock, relishing even more from the reactions Kakashi was having on the foot of his bed.
"Tenzo, Tenzo, goddamn, you-" Kakashi's words melted into incomprehensible gibberish as Kakashi drew close to finishing; the pure eroticism of the act driving his cock to pulse out strands of white cum; coating Tenzo's face. Tenzo cheekily collected Kakashi's cum in a flask, unbenkownst to the man currently ejaculating on the bed; who was in pure bliss.
Tenzo took a moment to recover, before he felt Kakashi on his back.
Kakashi gripped his hips with bruising force, bringing him back onto his bed. He swivelled them around so Tenzo was facing the room mirror. "You're beautiful, Tenzo-kun." Words Kakashi believed he would never say. Tenzo gulped as he looked at his own reflection. His mind raced at Kakashi's praise. "You're fucking amazing." Kakashi reaffirmed, as he dragged his fingers up to Tenzo's mouth.
Tenzo keenly wet his fingers, before gasping as Kakashi circled them around his virgin hole.
"Tell me, am I the luckiest person in Konoha or what? Seeing Tenzo of the Mokuton himself naked, so beautiful..." Kakashi breathed against Tenzo's neck, pushing in with one figure. Tenzo saw stars, both at the intrusion and the fervent praise.
Am I really that beautiful? If Kakashi-senpai says so, then it must be true.
Tenzo smiled happily, but moaned in pleasure when Kakashi inserted two fingers in his hole, spreading the tight ring of muscles that were present. "You make such beautiful sounds, Tenzo. You're amazing." Kakashi breathed, inserting another finger in, before he started truly thrusting in.
Kakashi was unrelenting as he prepared Tenzo; who was writhing and shivering from his thrust. Kakashi had experience with other men before; but none were as pliant and responsive as Tenzo. "You know what Tenzo? I want to see you lube yourself up, and fuck yourself on my cock."
The dirty words did such things to Tenzo.
He gladly obliged, but was impatient in his desire, messily lubing his asshole up as he crawled towards Kakashi. Kakashi sank deeper into Tenzo's bed; watching the lithe man above him as he slowly sat down on his cock, his greedy asshole taking it inch by inch.
Tenzo was so fucking tight.
Kakashi-senpai was so fucking big.
Ultimately, it was all the same as they began fucking; Kakashi rubbing against Tenzo's prostate as Tenzo's pretty little cock bounced up and down as Kakashi pound into him; his ass shaking and rippling as Kakashi palmed and kneaded it to his will.
It didn't take long for either one of them to finish, and as Kakashi laid back on the bed, Tenzo withdrew the scroll, activating it as promised.
Where the fuck am I, thought Kakashi as he rose up, outside Tenzo's house.
Huh. Not the worst place to be. Guess I got fuck-drunk at the bar again.
Anyway, this place is calming and serene any time of the day.
I need to talk to Minato about Hiraishin.
Meanwhile, Tenzo watched as Kakashi left, sighing in relief, as he plopped down onto his bed, breathing in Kakashi's scent as his mind replayed what had just happened over and over again.
Notes:
So, there you have it! The little KakaYama arc is done (for now). So, what do you think? What will Madara do? How will the battle between Fugaku and Kakashi go? What will Shisui do, now he's free of the limitations of the Mangekyou? Comment away down below, it helps me a lot.
Chapter 11: Gladiator-p2
Summary:
Kakashi prepares for the fight against Fugaku. Shisui starts to recover from the eye transplant, Rin and Obito talk about Kakashi.
Notes:
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Chapter Text
"Focus, Kakashi."
"I'm not Obito, Sensei, I am focusing."
"Then you shouldn't be talking to me."
Minato and Kakashi were seated around a candle; Kakashi carefully drawing kanji on a piece of parchment. Minato's own Formula was beside him, and Kakashi was making his own additions to the seal; and Minato looked on proudly. Very few appreciated the art of Fuuinjutsu anymore; and he was glad Kakashi was utilizing it to its fullest.
Hiraishin was pushing past 'fullest'.
Kakashi strenuously drew the Formula; one small error and he'd be trapped in limbo forever. His own quirks included a lightning bolt whizzing past him once he teleported; and lighting emanating from a target's body once he was neutralized, spreading to other targets. It was easy enough to do it; but the Hiraishin formula itself was complicated.
They were at it for six hours, in that clamped, claustrophobic ANBU Fuuinjutsu room; Minato's supervision saving Kakashi plenty of times.
Until the formula began to glow blue. "You're almost there, Kakashi." Minato observed, hunching closer to the silver-haired shinobi. Kakashi nodded, clenching his teeth as he finished the final alterations to Minato's formula, after which a pulse emanated from the parchment below him. "Fantastic!" Minato happily said.
Kakashi pressed the scroll into his own hand, gasping as the kanji branded itself on his palm. Minato scratched his chin. "Your alterations made it more intense; normally, it's like a tattoo, but this is more permanent." Minato concluded, examining Kakashi's smoking palm interestedly.
"Shadow clone." Minato's clone poofed out of thin air, landing next to the pair. Minato swivelled his head towards Kakashi, who nodded. Kakashi pressed his hand onto Minato's clone, and shunshin-ing away. Minato examined his clone; pleased to see the mark on his arm.
"Now!"
In an instant, Kakashi appeared right next to the clone, lightning surrounding him as he slit the clone's throat, it disappearing into thin air. Lightning shot out of the clone's body, and chased Minato, who dissipated it with a simple Water style.
"Yes, Kakashi, you perfected the Kanji before I did. It's what I expected, to be fair." Minato remarked as he dusted his hands. Kakashi nodded, a smile on his face. "So, how did you feel?" Minato asked, as Kakashi stood up. "Like I was being pulled; I couldn't see anything, and then bam, here I am, and I only had a second to kill your clone." Minato nodded. It was not unlike the first time he had.
"Get some rest, Kakashi. We'll resume training tomorrow." "But-" "Direct order." Kakashi grumbled like a child, making Minato laugh as he shunshin-ed out of there.
His students were growing up fast.
"Where is he?" Itachi asked, worry etched across his face.
Hyuuga Usanbi was the first to respond. "Nohara-taicho, room 55." Good. Room 55 was where the best, most intensive medical care was given. It was even better that Nohara Rin was taking care of Shisui; as she had considerable experience with the Uchiha Clan.
Itachi burst in the doors, jolting Shisui awake, but Rin gave no reaction apart from a slight grunt acknowledging his arrival. "Rin-sama, I come to you to ask the status of Uchiha Shisui." Rin and Itachi sometimes worked together; she teaching him the basics to medical ninjutsu, but Itachi had taken to adding the honorific, as did many in the shinobi village, when she began dating Kakashi.
"Itachi, don't call me that." Rin responded, tucking away some towels she used to mop up the blood on Shisui's face. "Hai, Kakashi-senpai says the same thing." Rin tensed at the mention of Kakashi, a couple of heavy breaths leaving her mouth. This did not go unnoticed by Itachi. "Rin-san, is everything-"
"Shisui-kun has received a very hasty and messy eye transplant. Common stuff, but something's up with his sharingan. You'd know more about that than I do, so I'm gonna take a break." Rin said hurriedly, and Itachi caught the smell of salt in her eyes.
Weird.
Shaking his head, Itachi sat down next to Shisui, whose eyes were still bandaged. It had been two days since Shisui departed from their weekly dango outing in a hurry, and Itachi was getting concerned over the fate of his best friend. "What happened, Shisui?"
Shisui coughed as he felt Itachi's fingertips ghost over his bandages. "Itachi..." he breathed, hands balled into fists as he once again remembered the events that transpired. Itachi leaned in closer, placing his palms on Shisui's bandages. His eyes glew red, and he pulled back with a gasp.
"The-the Eternal Mangekyou Sha-Sharingan..." Itachi breathed. Shisui nodded, his throat clenching painfully. Itachi began thinking quickly. It required the merging of eyes from a blood relative, and Shisui's family tree only had two with the mangekyou; his father and- "Rozo." Itachi concluded, Shisui responded with a painful nod.
Itachi hit the back of his chair, rubbing his hair. He didn't know Uchiha Rozo, but knew he was a member of the Hokage's reserve guard, and although a bit disconnected, a friendly person to Shisui. Anyone close to Shisui, Sasuke or Kakashi automatically had Itachi's undying respect.
Granted, he was the only person close to Sasuke right now.
Shisui was in pain, that much was evident. Physical as much as emotional. But who had such intimate knowledge of the Sharingan, and got the best of two people with the mangekyou? Another Uchiha. God, had- "Did Fugaku-sama find out about us?" Itachi said, panic across his face. Shisui shook his head, and Itachi relaxed a bit.
"Then who did this?" Itachi pressed, pacing around the cramped operating room, his mind running through all of the possibilities.
"Uchiha...Madara." Shisui breathed. Itachi staggered back, comprehending what Shisui had just said. "M-Madara?The co-founder of Konohagakure and the Head of the Uchihas. The strongest Uchiha, rival to the god of shinobi; the First Hokage. How was he alive? Why was he killing members of his own clan?" Itachi hurriedly asked.
"I know you have questions, Itachi, but they'll have to wait." Shisui remarked, and Itachi felt him slip into unconsciousness, as an affect from the painkillers that Rin had given him. Now, he only had one objective.
Give Rozo a proper burial.
Obito staggered back onto the gardens of the Uchiha Compound, after a long session in his dimension, building traps and building buildings; making cute little artwork out of his space.
However, someone wasn't very happy to see him.
"Obito. Get up." the voice of Fugaku could be heard.
"Hnn?" Obito grunted, swivelling around to see a very angry Fugaku in the same gardenas him Judging by the veil of sweat on the clab head's forehead and the dir streaked across the navy blue Uchiha uniform, Obito assumed that they were in the garden for the same purpose; training.
He could not remember once in his 22-year old life when Fugaku was training.
Before he could ask any questions, however, Fugaku stalled him. "You used your Mangekyou again." He stated. Obito nodded uneasily. "Why? Were you fighting?" Fugaku pressed, stalking closer to Obito. "N-No, I was just, you know, making traps and...stuff." Statues of Rin and a stone mansion with drawings of her. Fugaku exhaled, rubbing his forehead.
"Obito, you have to promise me that you will not use the Mangekyou Sharingan unless your very life is at risk." Fugaku said, reigning in his anger. Obito raised an eyebrow. "Why?" "Overuse of the Mangekyou, especially in succession, can make you go blind, Obito." Obito gasped in shock, touching his eyes as if they would go blind on the spot. Fugaku scoffed at the action, stalking away.
"Fugaku-sama, why are you training?" Obito asked. Fugaku turned towards him. "It's classified. Now go away Obito, or you might get hit by one of my fireballs." Obito gladly obliged, his destination a sort of paradise, because of one person.
That person was paradise itself.
He rapped on the doors of the Hatake compound, and Rin let him in, not resisting when he pulled her into a kiss, but pushed him away before it got too heated.
"Control yourself, Obito, we need to eat dinner."
Rin was a good cook (not better than Kakashi, but no one in their circles would say that to Rin's face), and a healthy bowl of Salmon sushi later, he was lying down next to Rin, an arm curling around her back. They lay there in comfortable silence, until Obito wanted to start a conversation. Obito being Obito, asked the first thing that came to his mind.
"You never told me Kakashi had fangs." Obito said, eyes swivelling to catch Rin tensing, after which a surge of anger boiled up inside of him. "I-He didn't talk to you?" Obito asked, to which Rin shook her head against his shoulders. "I didn't think it was important to tell you that he had fangs." Rin responded, sighing.
"Why not? It's the reason he wears the damn-" "It's not the reason he wears the mask, Obito." Rin tiredly said, looking up at the black-haired man. Obito raised an eyebrow. "Besides, they aren't fangs. He has extended canines, molars and premolars, like a dog or a wolf." "Oh, you and your medical jargon." "It's not medical jargon, you learn this in second-grade biology, Obito." Rin smirked, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
"How do you know it's not the reason? He looks so weird-" "Do you think Kakashi, of all people, cares what other people think of his appearance? If he had half that kind of pressure, he'd start combing his damn hair." Rin remarked, exhaloing; her hot breath warming Obito's cheeks. "I can tell when someone is lying, Obito. Mostly by sensing their heartbeat, but I know when someone is lying. Kakashi was lying when he told me that; but whatever it is, it's sensitive, and it-it was too early for me to-to..."
Fuck. She was crying again.
Obito tightened his grip on her, allowing her to sob into his chest, clutching weakly at his shirt. "Shisui is in intensive care. He received the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan." Obito nodded, getting the news from Itachi. Rin was trying to shift the conversation, and Obito was not going to blame her. "It's good for the clan."
Fuck. That reminded him of his conversation with Fugaku.
Rin sensed his discomfort, and felt guilty for allowing the mess she and Kakashi had together interfere with their relationship, so she straddled Obito, who gladly obliged her.
Kakashi vomited as he teleported in front of the tree.
Hacking coughs brought him to the ground, and Minato was quickly beside him.
Kakashi punched the ground in frustration; it was the sixth and final day of strenous training for his matchup against Fugaku; and whilst all his other techniques were on point; he had problems with this pesky technique. Most the times he didn't land it right, and when he did, he often threw up from the force of the action.
"You-gotta-concentrate Kakashi." Minato arduously reminded, picking Kakashi up from his place on the ground. Kakashi sighed, performing a quick cleaning jutsu on the ground below him. "You've been training without me for the past few days, and you have a very critical flaw in your technique." "What-what is it?" Kakashi asked.
"Hiraishin is a Fuuinjutsu seal, first and foremost. It does not require chakra. What it does require, is concentration and willpower. When you throw the kunai, you imagine yourself teleporting to that destination." Minato narrated. Kakashi quirked an eyebrow. "Not imagining hitting your destination? Is that the cause of me vomiting my lunch out?"
Minato shook his head. "Kakashi, the mind controls the body. When you use ninjutsu, you put chakra into it, and you know what the final product is going to look like. That's why more experienced shinobi have better jutsu effectiveness than newly promoted chuunin. The same way goes for Fuuinjutsu." Minato explained to the silver-haired ninja.
Kakashi exhaled, divesting the new information. "Ok, now, I'll Henge into Fugaku, and we'll try this again." Minato ordered, stepping back from Kakashi. After the sound of hand seals, and a poof of smoke, Minato appeared as Fugaku. Kakashi drew his kunai, blood boiling at the very sight of the clan head.
He wants to ravage Konoha.
He wants to kill everyone I love.
He wants to corrupt Obito.
Kakashi threw his kunai; his mind focusing on the image of the air over Fugaku's shoulder; projecting every detail, including the swirl of leaves behind not-Fugaku; the little wisps of residual smoke from the Henge; a gust of wind seeping past not-Fugaku's jonin vest. He activated the hand seal.
He felt himself get whisked away by an invisible force, and he craned his neck just in time to land a kick to not-Fugaku's back, making him tumble into the ground. Seconds later, using his normal (but exceptional) speed, Kakashi dove down, a kunai at his throat.
not-Fugaku changed into Minato, who had a proud smile on his face. "There you go, Kakashi."
"Now, let's do it again for the next six hours."
Kakashi nodded, kunai at the ready.
"How is Shisui recovering?" Madara asked to the masked man.
"The Nohara girl is tending to him." the masked man replied. He was dressed in black robes; a pattern of red clouds appearing on them alternatively.
"Hmph. Seems like Hashirama's granddaughter got a new apprentice. How troublesome." Madara tsked, walking around the cave that they were in, the masked man standing still. "When the time comes, I need his eyes. That genjutsu of his sounds very promising, the way you made it out to be. Although you're a very good actor, the look in your eyes told me all I needed to know." The masked man nodded. "It will be a valuable asset, I'm sure of it."
"But you know the news I am yearning for. How far along is Fugaku now?" Madara asked, sitting down on the rocky floor, tying up his wild mane of hair. "the Hatake heir has challenged him to a fight to the death, which is tomorrow. However, I'm sure he doesn't know of Fugaku's abilities. My plan to lure him into the ring has worked." the masked man replied.
"Hatake. Always troublesome people. Well, the plan has to be delayed; the Yondaime Hokage has sent ANBU to many of my compatriots' locations; I'll have to play security. I'll have to deal with that Mokuton user, especially. Gather intel on him. Go back to the village, I'll see how to overcome this...diversion. Hashirama...still causing me problems to this day...tsk, tsk." Madara shook his head. "Report back to me after the fight is done. There'll no doubt be strife among the people once it is done."
"Hai, Madara-sama. Farewell."
"Goodbye, Itachi."
Notes:
*Itachi's theme starts to play"
Will Kakashi kill Fugaku and stop the revolt? WIll Danzo intervene? What is the fate of Shisui? Questions will be answered in the next chapter.
one glaring question is there, though...
Chapter 12: Gladiator-finale
Summary:
This is the culmination of the Fugaku vs Kakashi arc. Kakashi fights Fugaku. Rin fights a mysterious orange-masked man.
Notes:
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Chapter Text
"I thought I told you to report to me after the fight." Madara said, red eyes spinning to see a man with a black mask stumble into his cave.
"I have some new information. Uchiha Obito has acquired his mangekyou sharingan." Itachi said, sitting down cross-legged. Madara scratched his chin. "You told me he had a deadly fight with the Hatake heir...are they still at odds?" Madara asked. "Yes, Obito-kun is dating the Hatakes...girlfriend. Or ex-girlfriend, I really don't know."
"Tch. Fighting over girls. How petty...tsk, tsk. Will Obito join our ranks or not?" Itachi exhaled, deep in thought. "It remains to be seen. The result will be based on how their relationships with the Nohara Girl untangle." Itachi responded. "Then take care of the Nohara Girl. Make it seem like the Hatake heir did it. Use your genjutsu, if required."
Itachi let out a deep breath, pondering the course of action. "Hai, Madara-sama. How goes the jinchuuriki objective?" Madara scoffed. "The organisation is still being formed...although it's progress is being hampered by that Tenzo child. I know where he's going to strike next." Itachi nodded, getting up.
"Madara-sama, are you sure that Fugaku will beat Hatake?"
"If he's worth his blood and his position, yes. If he doesn't, you can always finish that bastard off."
"H-Hai, Madara-sama."
"And Itachi." Madara beckoned. He withdrew an orange mask. "If you need to fight in public, wear this mask. It's made by our..." "Mutual friends." A hissing voice emanated from a dark corner of the cave. Orochimaru and a white-bodied, yellow-eyed man walked out. Itachi exhaled. It was the first time he met those two other people in Madara's organization.
"Are you making plans to attack the village?" Itachi asked, fastening the orange mask on his face. His two red eyes still gleamed through it. "In accordance with Fugaku. You'll let us know when that happens. won't you, you cute little Uchiha?" The white-bodied man said, making Itachi cringe.
"Itachi, this is Zetsu-san. He has access to powerful jutsu, and will be your accomplice in future missions. When you put on the mask, you become an entirely different person, with an entirely different chakra signature, with an entirely different personality. Orochimaru-san will help you with the chakra part." Madara narrated.
"Is there any reason for it?" Itachi asked. Madara smiled, that psychotic, sociopathic smile. "Our organization will soon go public. And we need a nominal head. Which would be you." Madara smiled, walking over to Itachi. "What would be my new name?"
"Tobi. Now go, Itachi, and relish as our last obstacle falls to Fugaku's blade."
Kakashi cracked his neck as he entered the ring.
The battleground was situated next to the Hokage Monument; beautiful scenery and wooden sculptures carved out by the first Hokage himself.
Fugaku entered on the opposite side, the classic Uchiha set of battle armor on him. It was maroon red, and Fugaku had his hair tied in a headband, sharingan already active. Kakashi had a simple set of Hatake battle armor; silver and black made from a lightweight but resilient metal.
The spectators included most of the Uchiha clan elders, all of the council, high-ranking members of the Fire Daimyo, the third and the current Hokage, Senju Tsunade and...Nohara Rin. Kakashi avoided her eyes, focusing all of his negative feelings to the man who deserved it most.
"Rules." Danzo began, his voice enlarged by Jutsu.
"This is a Konoha Fight to the death. One vs one. There will be no outside help permitted. There will be no use of Forbidden techniques. There will be no use of techniques which may possibly violate the structural integrity of the Hokage Monument and Konoha itself. There will be no attempts to flee or surrender. Any violation of these 'there's' will result in automatic disqualification."
"Next, the 'each's.' Each participant reserves the right to spare the other if a situation exists like that. Each participant is allowed to use fatal jutsu. Each participant is required to respect the Barrier seal set up and must not attempt to escape it. Now, the rules are done. We will begin the fight on signal."
Kakashi cracked his fists. Fugaku withdrew a sword. "3." The Former Hokage began.
Fugaku's sharingan began whirling. Kakashi put a glove on the hand not branded with Hiraishin. "2." Minato said.
Kakashi cracked the ground beneath him as he built tension in his legs; Fugaku doing the same.
"1."
Fugaku opened his eyes, Kakashi doing the same. They charged at each other.
Fugaku's early swing was dodged by Kakashi; the sword whistling in the evening air; the setting sun casting a beautiful shadow through the trees overlooking the battleground. Kakashi would pause and admire it, but know he had to focus on defeating this clan head.
Fugaku moved hypersonically the same time Kakashi did; sonic booms tearing apart the battlefield as they clashed; Fugaku's swings easily dodged and countered by Kakashi; who had plenty of experience with longsword users. It was clear Fugaku was rusty; but he was the best opponent apart from Minato and Killer Bee that Kakashi had ever faced.
However, it was only a matter of time before Kakashi landed a heel kick to Fugaku's wrists, making him drop the sword; in exchange for his cheek getting grazed by Fugaku's blade. "Katon: Gokakyu No Justu!" The standard Uchiha Technique blazed it's way towards Kakashi; who made hand seals. "Doton: Doryuuheki!" The mud wall saved him from the blaze, but Kakashi felt the ground behind him cracking a few seconds too late.
Fugaku had his Mangekyou Sharingan active.
Fugaku guessed his every move; pinning his shadow clones which were buried within the ground of the battlefield; his kunai meeting every one of Kakashi's next clones; his Water jutsu a perfect counter to Kakashi's lightning bolt, his earth style coming preemptively in response to Kakashi's water dragon.
Soon, Fugaku was on the offensive. However, what was weird was he kept on changing his hand signs as Kakashi used his superior speed to dart around the battlefield; making substituions and clones every second. The Real Kakashi watched from the trees suspiciously.
Fugaku could predict the future in combat, to a certain extent.
Kakashi growled, but had the perfect response.
You can't predict what you can't see, nor what you can't know.
He ran the possibilities through his head; Fugaku possibly could have been spending the week studying Kakashi's mission reports, examining all the jutsu he used in missions. Then he could have questioned Shisui and Itachi on what they'd seen him to. He could have asked Mikoto to ask Kushina what jutsu Kakashi used in training.
He needed to use one no one could have ever seen him do. He made the preliminary hand signs, before all of his clones and substitutions disappeared, Kakashi appearing at a distance from a tired Fugaku. He looked to him with his crazy red eyes. He couldn't possibly predict what Kakashi was going to do, and the panic showed on his face.
"Kesshoton: Himei Wo Ageru kyūryū!" Kakashi bellowed. Fugaku raised his eyebrows, confusedly making hand seals. Kakashi built up chakra in him, before opening his mouth; spirals of plasma making it's way towards Fugaku. "Doton: Doryuuheki!" Fugaku cast, but the plasma burned through the wall, latching on to Fugaku's armor; burning a large chunk of it away.
Fugaku was shocked, his eyes whirling around, but he shed his armor. Fugaku made hand seals, as Kakashi gathered his chakra, preparing for the worst.
"Susanoo Activation."
A large, hulking, orange chakra-infused beast lifted Fugaku off the ground, dangerously scraping the barrier seal that the organizers had set up. Kakashi looked up at it; eyes narrowing as he took in it's huge form. Kakashi smirked, performing the rat hand seals.
He teleported in an instant to Fugaku inside the orange beast, Kakashi branded him on his back at the beginning of the fight, he giving a surprised gasp. "Explosion style: Dynamite kick!" Fugaku was launched out of the Susano'o, tumbling down onto the ground. The Susano'o dissipated behind him as Kakashi grabbed him in a headlock.
"Chakra clamps." Kakashi withdrew a seal from one hand, his arm enough to keep an injured Fugaku at bay as Kakashi made sure Fugaku couldn't substitute or flicker. Fugaku breathed. "I guess this is how it ends, huh?" Fugaku asked, seemingly resigning to his fate.
"No. Because I know your original plan. I know what you want, and me killing you is going to accelerate it. So i'll spare you. Just know if you try and stir up any shit again in my village, it won't only be me that knows Hiraishin, it'll be every single jonin in the goddamn village. And I know Itachi doesn't have your curse of hatred, so I'll say this once. I win, Fugaku. The village has won against you."
Kakashi leapt off him, magnifying his voice. "I use my right to spare the other contestant. I win." The barrier seal came down as Minato and Hiruzen walked over to Fugaku. Kakashi deigned one last sentence towards Fugaku. "My mark is still on you, and it's going to be on you for the rest of your life." With that, Kakashi met with Danzo.
meanwhile.
Tobi sighed as he witnessed Kakashi teleport into the Susano'o. It seemed Tobirama had finally found a way to keep the Uchihas at bay long after his death.
Well, it was time for him to step in, but he heard something else in the distance. A familiar chakra signature. Nohara Rin.
He stalked over to her. "What are you doing in this part of the woods, may I ask?" Tobi said cheerfully. Rin gasped at the sudden sound. "I just wanted some piece and quiet. That's an interesting mask you have by the way." "Thanks, my master made it for me." Rin raised her eyebrows, eyes travelling down his body.
Tobi's mind began to race.
He had to kill her now. She couldn't say to anyone that she saw him here.
"Master?" Rin asked, an eyebrow raised. "H-Hai, that's what he likes me to call him." Tobi replied. "Mind telling me who he is?" Rin asked, stalking closer. "Hatake Kakashi." Tobi said, his eyes whirling into the sharingan. Rin gasped, and tried to close her eyes, but it was too late.
"Tsukuyomi." Tobi muttered.
The next time Rin opened her eyes, she was in a world of black and red, Tobi stabbing her in the stomach. She cried out for help; but a billion, no trillion shadow clones of Tobi all plunged blades into her. She felt like she was being ripped apart from the inside. It went on for days, until she had no more power left in her to scream. Her nerves were fried; her chakra network haywire. Her mind was painfully blank; having room for only one emotion; blistering, burning, unending, ravenous pain.
Then, it ended as she collapsed to the ground, Tobi sticking a sword through her chest. Rin exhaled what was left of her breath at that, as Tobi quickly departed. Rin let out a weak groan.
She soon felt thudding footsteps, and a second later, Obito's voice could be heard. "RIN! OH MY GOD!" Obito yelled as he collapsed beside her, frantic hands travelling her body. Rin probably wasn't in the best state; a katana blade through her chest; blood seeping out of her mouth and eyes. "No, No, No, Rin, please, please, stay, oh my god, Rin, stay-" Obito rambled, his eyes full of worry and panic. "Rin, please don't die, don't die, I'll get help, just stay with me, god I love you-"
Rin laughed.
It came out as more of a cough, but she chuckled, surprising Obito. "Baka. Obito is a Baka. Was a Baka. Always will be." She croaked out. Obito's mouth gaped. "Rin, are you under a genjutsu-" "No, Baka. I was trained by Tsunade." Rin pressed her hands together.
"Creation Rebirth." The diamond encrusted on her forehead glew pink; and tattoos appeared across her body as the gaping hole in her midriff magically sewed itself. All her blood dried up, and she stood up, prompting Obito to gape more. "No one's gonna kill me, not physically anyway." Rin said, stretching her legs as if she had just returned from a walk.
"Rin, you were attacked and nearly killed." Obito whispered. "I know, Obito. I know." Rin murmured, kissing Obito's flawless, plump lips. "You don't need to worry about me anymore. I can handle myself." Obito swallowed the lump in his throat, but nodded uneasily. "Who did this to you?"
Rin thought back, but was shocked. She...she couldn't remember. She clapped her hands to her forehead, and jogged through her memory; all she remembered was stumbling into the forest behind the battleground and suggestively asking Obito to meet her there.
"I...I don't know." Rin confessed, looking at Obito, who openly gaped. But he shut his mouth. "It's ok. Surprise attack. You didn't do anything wrong." Rin sighed, burying her face into Obito's chest.
She'd pay a visit to Inoichi. She had to get to the bottom of this.
Madara roared as he punched the walls of the cave, rocks falling off in droves.
Tobi took off the mask, revealing Itachi, whose face was impassive as he saw Madara's rampant rage. "The Uchiha clan has fallen off!" He yelled to no one in particular. Orochimaru began to open his mouth, but Itachi gave him a meaningful look. Madara went on his rant about the current state of the Uchiha clan for ten more minutes, and Orochimaru gave him some time to cool off before he spoke again.
"It seems like your plan has to be delayed further. I suggest we move forward with mine." Orochimaru said, his tongue curling around the syllables in typical fashion. White Zetsu agreed, his yellow eyes gleaming in the torch-light, which illuminated the cave.
"My own blood...it has to be cleansed. I know you didn't kill the Nohara Girl, Itachi. I don't blame you for it; one of my other informants has informed me of her creation rebirth technique." Itachi nodded impassively, still in his bow. "The world we seek to change goes against us ferociously. Not for long. Orochimaru. We start hostile preparation today."
The snake sannin nodded, white teeth stretching sickeningly.
a/n: these are the armor sets
Kakashi's silver and black Fugaku's Madara fit 
Notes:
translations:
Katon: Fire style
Gokakyu: Fireball
Kesshonto: Plasma style
Himei Wo Ageru kyūryū: Howling Torrent
Doton: Earth style
Doryuuheki: Mud wall
So, there you have it! Do you think Kakashi's plan will work? Do you think Rin could learn that Tobi did that to her? What is Orochimaru's plan? Comment away, really helps.
Chapter 13: Reckoner
Summary:
Kakashi meets with Danzo. Rin tries to make sense of what happened to her.
more of a filler chapter than anything else, and in the next-to-next chapter, will be the confrontation between Kakashi and Rin.
Notes:
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Chapter Text
After the fight
Kakashi staggered onto the podium; the Hiraishin always left him a bit wobbly.
Danzo nodded with that creepy smile of his, as Minato (a true smile on his face) shook his hand. "Kakashi Hatake-dono, you have won the Konoha Duel to the Death fought between yourself and Fugaku Uchiha-dono. As per the terms, you will avoid all probation and the motion for your removal will not be recognized."
Kakashi shook Minato's hand firmly; the blonde-haired shinobi teleporting after that (Kushina asked me to tell her the outcome, and I don't want to keep a jinchuuriki waiting.) Danzo turned towards him, but Hiruzen gave him a warning look, before the Sandaime walked off, hands behind his back in his usual grim pose.
"A minute, Hatake-dono." Danzo said, his scratchy voice invading Kakashi's sensitive eardrums. Kakashi nodded, hsi body feeling he burn of a good fight, his crazy heart beat slowing down. "I can't help but notice your talents for protecting this village." Danzo said, his hands waving as he cast a genjutsu. Kakashi narrowed his eyes.
"You knew about Fugaku's coup." Kakashi concluded.
Danzo grimly chuckled. "Junpei-sama was right. A fight to the death must be validated by the Daimyo before you present it in council, and there must be a hard casus belli for it. We had neither, but I approved it anyway. It was a gamble, a risky one. You're hardly expendable." Danzo narrated.
"But?" Kakashi asked, eyes tracking Danzo as he paced around him.
"No 'but's, Hatake-dono. I am here to offer you a promotion." Danzo said. Kakashi raised an eyebrow. "I'm already a clan head." "So is Yamanaka Inoichi, but he's the head of T&I. Don't you think it's time for you to move past being a simple ANBU?" Kakashi grit his teeth. "I'm perfectly happy where I am."
"Admirable. However, being the commander of ROOT is a whole new ball game." The breath was sucked out of Kakashi, as he whirled around to Danzo, who was standing there, a sick grin on his face, knowing he had the Silver Fang's undivided attention. "Aren't you the commander of ROOT?" Kakashi accused.
Danzo nodded, but continued. "I am, yes, but the workload has gotten too much for me. I'll still have the rank of overseer, and continue to make powerful decisions. However, you are in control of ROOT's missions and recruitment." Kakashi pondered.
He knew Danzo's plan; coerce Kakashi into taking his anti-Uchiha stance, eventually convincing him to kill the Uchiha Clan, now he had access to Hiraishin. Eventually Danzo would take Rin hostage, and send assassins to kill Obito.
Danzo hadn't fucked yet with anyone of Kakashi's level.
He was about to fuck around and find out.
Kakashi nodded, firmly shaking Danzo's hand. This was an opportunity to cleanse ROOT and eliminate Danzo at the same time.
"You're absolutely sure you need this, right?"
Rin nodded resolutely, Obito close behind her, massaging her shoulders. God, was she lucky to have someone like him, especially in these moments.
The Yamanaka Clan Head was seated in front of the pair, across a large wooden table. "This kind of jutsu is only used for war criminals or prisoners. It...It's gonna make you feel uncomfortable." He elaborated. Rin exhaled, but nodded once again.
"If it makes you feel any better, I'll let you and your boyfriend accompany me." Inoichi said, Obito turning bright red at those words, sputtering, but Rin held his hand, smiling sweetly. "Ah, new love. Trust me, I'd know all about it. It's why I won the bet." Inoichi smirked.
"What bet?" Obito asked, as Inoichi began picking up the scrolls on the shelf behind him.
"On how long Kakashi would last with her." Inoichi laughed. Rin gaped, tears coming to her eyes, as Obito sputtered. "Y-You had a bet?" Obito pressed, hands cradling Rin. Inoichi still wasn't facing them, but he responded. "All the council had, except that Fugaku sourpuss. I bet for three weeks, the rest bet for months on end. Heck, if that kid's anything like Sakumo, he'd leave her in two nights. And he's very much like Sakumo."
Rin gulped, wanting to say a million things, but she had to focus on the task at hand. "Ah, but that's of no importance, I'm sure. What Sakumo did...tsk, tsk." Inoichi seemed to be muttering to himself, finally finding the scroll he had been searching for. "What about what Sakumo did?" Obito bit out, eyes narrowing at Inoichi.
"S-Class information, kid." Inoichi yawned, performing the hand seals; before clapping his hands on the scroll.
A poof and some tumbling later, Obito and Rin landed on some fleshy substance. "GHAH! IS THAT HER-" "Yeah. So don't dirty it up." Inoichi snickered. Obito nodded, staying behind Rin. Inoichi opened a few doors; dates labelled on them. He closed it as soon as he saw intimate memories of her and Obito, their cheeks reddening.
"You're a romantic, I'd give ya that, all of your important memories mostly are of you and the Uchiha." Inoichi remarked. Obito hugged her closer, Rin returning the side hug. Until they reached past three weeks ago. Inoichi stopped, sensing the area to be full of sadness.
"I see what's going on here." Inoichi said, after scratching his chin. "You were placed under two repeated genjutsu's; both S-Class or higher. The first, I don't know what it did, and the second made you forget the whole event even happened. Now, I only know two causes of this. Either you were attacked by someone with a sharingan, or there's a mysterious kekkei genkai out there that Konoha intel doesn't know about." Inoichi narrated.
Rin nodded, grateful for the least bit of information. "Now, think really hard, do you remember any familiar chakra signatures? Because that requires me to go into more...intimate sections of your head and I really don't want to." Rin thought about that for a while, and her medic skills picked something up, and suddenly, they were teleported to another section of her brain.
"Very Good. This will help us a lot." Inoichi said, placing his hands on the door. After a while, he gasped, clutching his chest in pain, and soon, they both found themselves in the T&I room again.
Rin looked around frantically, Obito's sharingan awakening. "No, no, there's no physical threats." Inoichi said tiredly. "That door was closely guarded by the genjutsu; but I managed to dispel it for a few seconds. That's all we needed."
"So who did it?" Rin whispered. Inoichi exhaled. "I don't know for sure, but the chakra signature was similar to...Orochimaru." Rin gasped, Obito cursing. "That snake sannin, damn him! I knew he went rogue-" "Obito, calm down. I said similar. Your signature is also similar to many members of your clan. I'll have to bring this to the Hokage. This is S-Class information, got it?"
They both nodded. Obito stood up. "Obito, you go, I need to ask something." Obito looked between the two of them. He nodded, trusting Rin to take care of herself.
Inoichi smiled, his teeth showing. "You want to know what I meant when I used Sakumo's name, right?" Rin nodded. Inoichi cast a genjutsu around them, before speaking. "Only two people know what actually happened with Kakashi's mother. That's Sakumo himself, and the Second Hokage." Rin gasped, her eyebrows raising.
"I don't know that connection. Look, all I know is, purely based on rumors, that Sakumo didn't take care of his wife well, resulting in her dying in childbirth. I know it's a serious accusation, but that's what people say. And to a T&I head, persistent rumors are based on some shred of truth."
"So, if you need advice from an old but happily married man, Uchiha-san is a lot better than Kakashi-san when it comes to...relationships. I swear, the things I had to do for Sakumo after all of his breakups...he was a good man, but a heartbreaker at that. Kakashi seems to have taken after him in everything."
Rin digested this new information, not really knowing what to say. "I know I dropped a sort of a bombshell at you, so I suggest you go. I should probably report to Minato-san."
With that, the blonde, long-haired man left Rin to dwell in her own thoughts, in true Yamanaka style.
Kakashi caught Itachi's fist, whirling him around onto his back.
"You're sloppier than usual, 'Tachi." Kakashi observed, prompting Itachi to growl. (Itachi never growled. He was too cute for that.) Itachi charged at him again; his punches easily being blocked by Kakashi. Oh, did it bring back memories.
"Rule number 15." Hatake Sakumo said to his son who was panting on the ground. "Anger prevents you from thinking efficiently. Never get angry in battle." Kakashi charged at him, trying to roar, but it came out like more of a meep, and Sakumo would've laughed if he wasn't trying to teach his son.
Sakumo blocked Kakashi's sweep, intercepted Kakashi's jab, before lightly flinging him away, he landing with a thud. "Only use your rage when you have a lot of it. Only use it when it's the only thing occupying your mind. Only use it if it makes your blood burn. Only use it if it makes you clench your fists unconsciously.
Jab, Jab, Punch, kick, Punch. All blocked. Sakumo flung his son away again, the little boy hitting the other side of the Hatake dojo. "Tou-chan, will a person ever get that angry against me?" Sakumo pondered the question. "Only when they know they're about to die." Kakashi charged at him again, getting in a few hits this time, but Sakumo pinned him down nonetheless.
"Only if they've gone through things no one should."
Kakashi pinned Itachi to the ground, where he writhed uselessly; it was a taijutsu-only spar. Taijutsu, apart from Ninjutsu, was the most important skill a shinobi could master. It didn't require chakra, and your fist always was your strongest weapon.
"Sorry, Kakashi."
"You don't need to apologize for losi-" Itachi kicked him in the face. Hard. Loosening his teeth and breaking his nose. "Sorry for that. You didn't concede the fight." Kakashi laughed through his bloody mouth. "Fair play, Itachi, you win."
Itachi stalked away, and if Kakashi was a lesser ninja, he'd be cowering at the amount of killing intent rolling of Itachi. His former kohai wasn't one to get angry.
What was going on here?
Shisui darted from tree to tree, his eyes fully healed.
For all his prodigal genius, he had only one reason as to why Madara gave him such a legendary power. And if being intelligent taught him anything, is that there could never be only one reason for a major, major event. Shisui is pretty sure that he's only the second person in history to awaken the Eternal Sharingan apart from Madara himself.
That reason was to attack and conquer Konoha from the inside through means of a coup-d'etat, but as far as he knew, Fugaku wasn't even aware Madara was alive, let alone collude with him.
Ah, that brought him to the next question.
How was Madara alive?
Such thoughts had to wait as he finally reached his location; the little clearing in which Madara had killed Rozo. He had borrowed someone to help him.
"You want what?" a certain silver haired-shinobi had asked him. "Gomen-nasai, Kakashi-senpai, but I need it for a secret purpose." "Look at you being all respectful. I wasn't even your senpai." Kakashi protested, arms crossed in the dark apartment of his. "You've taught many things to the vast majority of the ANBU, I'd be less surprised if they started calling you sensei." Kakashi blanched at that. "Remind me to jump into a waterfall with both my eyes cut out if someone calls me 'sense' unironically."
"Maa, Kakashi-san, can't you just take the compliment?"
"You mean, Maa, Kakashi-san, can I use some of your ninken for something you won't even tell me about?"
"But I said that already." Shisui complained. Kakashi sighed. "Alright, I'll give you Pakkun." Kakashi bit his thumb, drawing blood through his mask due to his sharp canines, before placing his palm on the ground. "Kuchiyose No Jutsu!" The ninken quickly crowded up the flat, but Kakashi dispelled all of them except for Pakkun.
"He's enough." Kakashi said, Pakkun half-heartedly biting Shisui's hand as he pet him. "You better feed me good when I come back, boss."
"We here? Cause I can scent him." Pakkun said from his shoulder. Shisui nodded, Pakkun's fur heavy on his neck. Shisui stopped his ninja run, and Pakkun got down, but after a while of circling the area, he growled.
"Heads up, someone's here."
Shisui activated his mangekyou sharingan, and out stepped Orochimaru.
"Uchiha Shisui. I've been expecting you."
Notes:
so there you have it.
will Orochimaru beat Shisui? Will Danzo get the better of Kakashi? Will Rin find out it was Itachi that did this to her?
Chapter 14: Reckoning-1
Summary:
Kakashi works up the courage. Shisui fights Orochimaru. Itachi narrowly gets away.
Chapter Text
A snake shot out of the mouth of Orochimaru; Shisui flickering away from its toxins. Orochimaru couldn’t possibly tag him; the body flicker technique of Shisui was second only to Kakashi and Minato’s Hiraishin.
Orochimaru couldn’t hurt him unless he could move faster than light.
What he could do, though, was tire Shisui out.
Shisui grumbled as he realized this. Orochimaru didn’t need to use chakra to use many of his passive abilities like his snake venom. However, whenever Shisui flickered away, he lost out chakra. He’d have to fight Orochimaru head on at some point.
“Katon: Gokakyu No Jutsu!” The standard, but effective, Uchiha jutsu made its way to Orochimaru, who leapt out of the way in time; but Shisui guessed his path accurately; and his shadow clone dealt a heavy blow to Orochimaru’s head.
“Why are you betraying Konohagakure?” Shisui questioned, landing in front of Orochimaru. “Betraying Konoha? I’m acting for it’s best interests.” Shisui raised his eyebrows; just avoiding Orochimaru's wind style which knocked down a row of trees.
"What do you mean?" Shisui said; delaying his use of his sharingan to extract as much information out of Orochimaru as possible. "You think you're the only one who knows about your clan's petty coup? You're even more of a dunce than I thought." Orochimaru replied, turning the ground in front of Shisui into a pool of lava. Shisui flickered away, appearing behind Orochimaru, where the exchanged blows; but Orochimaru kept up with Shisui's sharingan, and soon, he was flung away, knocking down a tree as he slammed into it.
"Who sent you?" Shisui bit out, ready to use his genjutsu. "You should know." Orochimaru replied cryptically, dashing towards Shisui, killing intent rolling off him in waves. Shisui grunted, exchaning blows with Orochimaru until Shisui launched another Katon at him; the fire chipping part of Orochimaru's clothes away from him.
His eyes whirled into the mangekyou; Orochimaru sending a stone jutsu; Shisui narrowly avoiding the boulders that began falling like rain drops.
"Kotoamatsukami!" Shisui said; Orochimaru falling limp at his charge. Shisui grabbed his eyes, screaming as it burned as the jutsu took effect. However, the effect soon wore off, and Orochimaru was kneeling in front of Shisui, who was panting rapidly.
"There's someone else here!" Pakkun yelled, who was cowering behind a boulder that Orochimaru conjured. Shisui looked around wildly, but a man in an orange mask walked out. "Shisui-san has you under his genjutsu. Pineapple, cherry, Mast of the Ship." Shisui gasped; but his eyes were still bleeding; he couldn't see properly in front of him.
Orochimaru snapped out of his dazed state as Shisui wiped his eyes. "Kso. He...found out a way to dodge Kotoamatsukami." Shisui thought, flickering away to hide in the trees, tamping down his chakra. Very few people knew about the jutsu at all; someone had given S-Class information to Orochimaru, and he'd have to find out who. Using keywords was a method Shisui only gave to the Hokage, Itachi and Fugaku.
His train of thought was interrupted rather rudely by a fireball jutsu, but Shisui got the memo. He flickered away at untraceable speeds, Pakkun safely on his shoulder.
"Remind me to tell Boss to give me extra stake tonight."
Kakashi knelt in front of Minato after his brief meeting with Danzo.
It had been a day since the fight between him and Fugaku, and much of the village was already in engaged in gossip.
Kakashi often caught ‘congratulations’ or ‘I knew you could do it’s from passing strangers; some of them Shinobi or Kunoichi, most of them civilians. How they knew of the fight was beyond him, but the Uchiha Clan in particular seemed to respect him.
Even after all his years in espionage and infiltration, he still couldn’t decipher whether their newfound hospitality towards him was genuine or just another façade.
Kakashi had a lot of experience with facades.
Such thoughts had to be pushed to the back of his mind, instead trying to figure out why the Hokage had summoned him to his oval office.
“So, Kakashi, Congratulations. Did you figure out what Fugaku’s ability was?” Minato said, plopping down onto the Hokage chair.
“Thank you, Minato-sensei. And it’s S-Class information.” Minato’s scowl could be heard. “Heh, just joking, sensei.” “Yea? It wasn’t funny.” “He can accurately predict the future in combat, to an extent.” Kakashi said.
Minato scratched his chin. “It certainly is very powerful, but it can be countered by an S-Class class shinobi…” “You can only predict the future based on your current knowledge.” Kakashi voiced Minato’s thoughts.
“However, you know why I brought you here, Kakashi.” Minato said matter-of-factly.
Kakashi sighed, his kneeling pose faltering for just a second as he remembered Minato’s ultimatum for teaching him the S-Class Hiraishin.
“If you don’t talk to her by tonight, then I’ll haul you through the streets all he way from here to your compound myself.” Minato said, his voice changing from the light hearted sensei to the dangerous Yellow Flash.
“Ok.” Kakashi hoarsely said, mirroring his reaction to the first time he heard Minato’s ultimatum. Minato’s raised eyebrows indicated for him to be dismissed, Kakashi took his leave.
Tonight, huh?
It was already evening.
Kakashi supposed he’d bide his time till then. Gather his courage.
Rin was the only one who genuinely made him feel scared.
He toured the village on the rooftops of the wooden houses of Konoha, but paused as he felt a very strange chakra signature; equal parts strange and powerful.
He dashed to the location; near the Uchiha Compound. It was behind an old tailor’s shop; who often repaired the shinobi and kunoichi vests for the village.
He landed; kunai at the ready. When he saw no one, he walked closer to it; eyes narrowed. It was located in a small crate, but a powerful chakra lock. It was only because of Kakashi’s pure prowess at Fuuinjutsu that enabled him to open it.
It was an orange mask.
It was made out of fresh, pure wood; spiraling into a single eye hole. It was ribbed; and he overturned it. It seemed normal enough, but just as he was about to put it, a kunai whizzed past him. It was not meant to strike him; so he suspiciously turned around.
“Sorry If I startled you, Kakashi.” Itachi said, stepping out of the dark shadow of the overhanging balcony, into the moonlight.
Kakashi chuckled. “Maa, Itachi, I never get startled. You know about this thing?” Kakashi asked, presenting the mask to him. “Yes. It has a strange and dangerous chakra mask. I locked it up here, because I wanted to study it away from prying eyes. Especially those of the Hokage.”
Kakashi raised an eyebrow.
“Where’d you find it?” “I took it off a rogue shinobi. He wasn’t wearing a hitai-ate when I caught him, but he had a standard appearance. I think this mask gives him most of his power. I want to study it and hopefully, we can apply it’s formula to the headbands we wear.” Itachi said.
Kakashi exhaled, turning it around, as if there was a hidden message somewhere. He ran his fingers along the edges, his Hatake senses at full work. “It feels like the wood release of Yamato.” He said, turning to Itachi.
“I really don’t know. That’s why I’m so keen to study it; I’ve never seen something like this.” Itachi said, sitting on the ground next to Kakashi.
“Well, do you need any help? I know that Tenzo knows his way around wood- “
“No, Kakashi-senpai. That rogue shinobi was dangerous. I can’t have anyone else know this information; you’re already in his crosshairs, now.”
Kakashi raised both his eyebrows. “Who is this dangerous shinobi? Is he in the bingo book?” Itachi sighed. “Not yet, but I’ll submit an application when I find out who he truly his. All I know is that he wears black robes with a pattern of red clouds on them; and that he’s extremely powerful.” Itachi narrated.
Kakashi shrugged, handing the mask back to Itachi. “Don’t get yourself into too much trouble, now.” Kakashi said in a teasing know, to which Itachi gave a smirk.
As Kakashi shunshin-ed away, Itachi let out a breath he had been holding in since the start of the conversation.
Tobi would live to fight another day.
It was night time; and Minato's chakra signature showed that he was out of the tower.
Sighing, Kakashi trudged back to the Hatake compound, ignoring the many catcalls he faced at this time of the night from men and women alike, his face pointed towards the ground. As usual, he felt the two people in his house; in a spare bedroom adjacent to a kitchen in the east wing of the house.
However, he felt their signatures pick up in intensity.
Kami, he knew what they were doing, but...
Kami, he had to see.
He had to know deep down in his heart that Obito was undeniably the better choice for Rin to move on. What better way to prove that hypothesis than see for himself how much Obito was better at pleasing Rin physically; one of the basic standards for a successful relationship?
He made up his mind, tamping down his chakra.
He darted around his huge mansion, until he found the window of the bedroom. A quick Fuuinjutsu seal later (which was used in missions), he was able to see past the thick curtains.
And Kami, he couldn't think anymore.
They were so gentle. They way they looked at each other. Their moves were slow, measured, controlled. There was no foreplay as Obito thrust into Rin.
Wait. Why was he looking at Obito? But he couldn't help it. Obito looked heavenly; all soft, smooth skin marred by the occassional scars, the back of his black, sleek hair visible and that ass. Kakashi lewdly imagined grabbing it, kneading it, playing with it-no. He wasn't gay.
Was he?
Years of ANBU training enabled him to tear his eyes away from Obito, into Rin. This was a familiar sight, although he was experiencing it from a new view. She was on her back on the bed, her hands curling around Obito's arms as he slowly ground into her. Her purple markings accentuated her beautiful face; those pretty brown doe eyes contorted with pleasure
God, he really understood the difference. Obito and Rin understood each other. They knew each other from the very beginning. Kakashi was merely an outsider; a plague they had rightfully exterminated so they could be together like they were destined to be. Kakashi couldn't fight destiny, could he?
Heat stirred in his core as Obito bottomed out in Rin, his soft moans coming in tandem with Rin's higher-pitched notes. He craned his neck to get a better view; relishing the sight of what was meant to be. Kakashi wasn't a poet, but everything that was happening in front of him just was so poetic.
Two lovers, brought together after strife and suffering.
Two lovers, who were meant for each other.
One villain, who came in between them, who wanted to tear of one them apart, limb from limb.
Now that villain was out of the picture, and the story was in the 'happily ever part', the part all the readers yearned for. That Kakashi, the villain, also found himself yearning for. They just looked so good together, that Kakashi wondered if he would ever find someone like that.
Who was he kidding?
Obito eventually came outside Rin, his cum landing on her stomach.
And fuck, as Obito bent down to clean it with his fucking tongue, Kakashi had saw enough, and he had to leave, unless he'd cum in his ANBU pants.
He had to face Rin now. There was no running away from it.
He opened the door to the Hatake mansion, taking a deep breath, clearing his mind, before stepping in.
Today's the day.
Chapter 15: Reckoning-2
Summary:
The chapter we've all been waiting for; Kakashi talks to Rin.
Notes:
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Chapter Text
Kakashi stepped inside his mansion, considering saying the customary "I'm home!", but decided against it.
He was away for far too long.
He took a deep breath the familiar sights and scents of his mansion gloriously wafting back t him. It would have been even more glorious if he was still with the woman of his dreams, but it was never fated to be. Rin was always fated to be with Obito, Kakashi was just too blind to see it.
He had been blind to a lot of things.
Blind to the looks Rin gave him when he became ja jonin; blind to the way his father was feeling after that fateful mission, blind to the ways Kushina tried to reconcile with him all those years ago, blind to the ways how the Uchiha Clan was feeling marginalized and depressed.
Deep down, Kakashi wasn't the hero, or the Silver Fang that people knew him to be.
Deep down, Kakashi was a failure.
He head Rin and Obito's surprised footsteps, hurried and panicked; it seemed Obito didn't know how to use the Hatake Mansion wards, and Rin had simply forgot to. They both comically skidded to a halt once they saw who was waiting in their doorway.
Rin opened her mouth; Obito openly gaping.
"I...I'm sorry, Rin." Kakashi said hoarsely. His eyes stared at a spot behind Rin; on a sword some random Hatake Elder possessed during the second Shinobi war. After the third shinobi war concluded, Kakashi thought he'd finally have a chance for peace with Rin; both in the sense of the village and in the sense of his emotions.
It was never meant to be.
Rin's eyes blossomed with tears, but Obito stepped in front of her. "So you finally came, huh?" Obito said, hands on his hips. Kakashi sighed; he didn't need Obito's dumbness at this point in time. "I came to talk to her, like you wanted me to. Unless you've had a change of heart, I suggest you kindly go back to your own house." Kakashi said, every inch of his voice vindictive; this was the voice he used in ANBU.
"Oh, the one you destroyed?" Obito bit back. "You want me to do it again?" Kakashi challenged.
"STOP! BOTH OF YOU!" Rin screamed.
Both men flinched at the voice of Rin. "Since we were fucking children I've had to play peacemaker between you two. I'm not your fucking mom. Obito, please, me and Kakashi need to talk." Rin said, angry tears clouding her vision. Obito bumped past Kakashi as he walked out, the silver haired shinobi using every inch of his control to restrain himself from flinging Obito through the walls of his house.
As soon Obito was out of earshot was when Kakashi dared to look at Rin.
Rin's hands were behind her; eyes trained on the ground like she was all those years ago when she was talking to Kakashi. Kakashi got the feeling; twiddling his thumbs uncharastically behind his back. Silence uncomfortably stretched between them, before Kakashi spoke.
"The time we last talked...Minato spoke to me first." Kakashi began, using every inch of his willpower to keep himself from stuttering. Rin snapped up at him, her eyes willing him to continue as she bit her lip.
"He said that you didn't respond to Obito...that's when I knew."
"You didn't have to give Obito your verbal consent, because you didn't have to. He saw it in your eyes, the way you responded to his touch. Rin...you need to cut me off." Kakashi concluded, his eyes dropping down to observe the wooden floor beneath him as if it held all of the secrets to the universe.
Rin gasped at that, stalking closer to Kakashi. "Kakashi, I-I-I...you have to stop believing that. I don't want to leave you. I still love you." Kakashi looked down at her; leaning into her palm. "Don't use that word." Kakashi said, one finger tracing Rin's jaw. She furrowed her eyebrows. "Don't say you love me, Rin."
"But I do, Kakashi." Rin argued, trying to kiss him but Kakashi gently nudged her down; although the scent of her honeyed breath that he missed for so long was so very tempting. "You love Obito, not me. It's a good decision, Rin, I'm not mad. But you need to move on from me."
"You really think that?" Rin said softly, eyes searching Kakashi's face. "I never wanted to. I don't want to now. Besides, how can you love two people at once?" Kakashi questioned. Rin chuckled softly in an attempt to alleviate some of the tension.
"I guess I have a lot of love in my heart." Rin said, Kakashi gulping as he surveyed her face for a trace of a lie. Finding none, he pressed on. "If it came to it, if I and Obito were in a situation where only one of us would make it out alive, who would you choose, Rin?" Kakashi said, feeling the least bit guilty for asking such a different question.
Rin tore her hands away from his chest, laughing mirthlessly in an attempt to force back the tears that threatened to spill out of her puffy eyes. "You think that's love?" Rin questioned. She should have expected a hardened soldier of Kakashi to have that definition.
"What is it then?" Kakashi said hoarsely, his voice breaking minutely. "It's something I can't explain, Kakashi. What matters is that I do love you." Rin said with a voice of finality. Kakashi sighed, scratching the back of his hair. "Why, Rin? Why do you love me? Why are you so insisting on me being with you when Obito's so much better than me?"
Rin gasped at the show of vulnerability from the normally tough-as-nails shinobi in front of her. "Who ever said that to you, Kakashi?" She knew Obito didn't. "No one, but I knew it's the reason for you returning his love. I just wasn't a good enough-" "Kakashi, you were the best boyfriend I could have possibly hoped for." Rin sternly said, her doe eyes locked onto Kakashi's grey orbs.
"Then why'd you kiss him?" Kakashi whispered, his hands balling into fists. "Because I-I love him, Kakashi." Rin finished, breathing heavily. Kakashi siged, scratching his eyes. "Look, if you love him, I can't change that. I don't want to change that. But, you have to make a choice." Kakashi said, the ultimatum hanging heavy in the air.
Rin scoffed. "You're as impossible as the day I met you, Kakashi. I'm not leaving the either of you."
"Why'd you kiss him, Rin?" Kakashi repeated, his eyes hardening. Rin sighed, but an answer was ready at the tip of her tongue. "Wouldn't you?"
Kakashi sputtered as the question shook him to the ground. Would he like to kiss Obito? Kakashi pondered the question. His mind went to the plump, smooth, red lips of Obito. He'd like to feel them on his sure, even maybe feel that smooth, red tongue explore his own-
"I knew it." Rin scoffed, walking away. "Rin, I-"
"Kakashi, you don't have to apologize." Rin insisted, whipping back to meet him. "I knew it. You both have something...I don't know, but something in between you two." Rin claimed, stalking closer to Kakashi, who was still in the entryway.
"You're always at the ends of each other; complete opposites of each other. It's kind of romantic, you know." Rin smirked. Kakashi quirked an eyebrow. "None of what you're saying makes much sense." "We don't live in a world that makes sense, do we?" Rin questioned, getting dangerously close to Kakashi again.
"I...love you Rin. I still do. I don't think I'll ever stop. But I'm not your keeper. You should be able to do whatever you want. I don't mind you being with Obito, he's the better man. You're a better man than me, Rin." Kakashi said, gathering up the courage to speak the words he intended to speak in the first place.
Rin sighed, plopping her head into his chest, surprising him.
"If I'm able to do whatever I want, I want to stay with the both of you." Rin requested, her voice partly muffled by the kevlar of his ANBU vest. "How would that work?" Kakashi huffed. "We'll figure something out, Kakashi. We always have." Rin mumbled. "That starts with you kissing me."
Kakashi exhaled, Rin drawing back a little to stretch upwards, tugging down his mask.
Kakashi had grown a layer of stubble since then, and god did it look sexy. According to her, Obito was like a greek god; a model sent from the heavens down to the earth to please her, and Kakashi was the sexy, workaholic soldier that women everywhere found themselves tripping over when they saw him.
She was the luckiest woman on her for them both to love her.
She traced her hand on his scarred eye; the mismatch occuring due to her very hasty and rushed medical jutsu. No matter how much times she tried apologizing to Kakashi, he always waved it off, thanking her for doing the medical jutsu; at least he could see from his eye was his reasoning. The mismatched eyes and the messy scar on his eye only served to make him...sexier. More dangerous. More mysterious.
She couldn't even get started on his teeth.
His teeth felt amazing as she started kissing him; her tongue scraping along it's edges. It was like licking the other end of a knife; an act so sensual and so wrong, but so sexy, like anything she did with Kakashi. He returned her kiss in earnest.
For once, he didn't mind the spicy, chocolaty taste of Obito heavy in Rin's mouth; a thing he could taste only due to the Hatake in him. They mingled well, and soon Kakashi found himself delving back into Rin like the separation never happened; like this was just another late night where Kakashi returned from patrol and Rin from hospital.
It felt nice. Therapeutic. Calming.
However, Kakashi knew that this was just the end of the beginning in his journey with Rin.
Shisui knelt in front of Minato.
"Shisui-kun? To what do I owe the pleasure?" Minato asked, wondering how the guards didn't tell him of his arrival. Then again, he was shunshin-no-Shisui.
"Orochimaru attacked me today, when I was scouting the area where Madara attacked me earlier." Shisui said. Minato sighed, rubbing his face. "That's to be expected; Orochimaru's a traitor. But it's surprising he's chosen to side with Madara of all people.
"That's not the main issue, Hokage-sama. There was a man in an orange mask that figured out how to overcome Kotoamatsukami." Minato stood up from his chair at that; the wheels on the chair making it rol back and making it the wall with a clang.
"Who have you given this information to?" "Itachi, Fugaku-sama and you." Shisui said. Minato cursed. "Your jutsu is one of Konoha's most valuable assets. For it to get leaked like this...makes us look like fools." Minato scoffed, rubbing his face. "You don't think Fugaku-sama would have leaked it, do you?" Shisui said.
"It is possible...tell Itachi to redouble the surveillance on him, if you don't mind." Minato said. Shisui nodded, still kneeling. "A man in an orange mask, you say?" Minato asked rhetorically. "If you don't mind, I'll have Yamanaka examine you...we need to get as much intel on this fellow as possible." Minato said, to which Shisui nodded again.
"There's another thing I need you to do." Minato said, sitting back down onto his chair. Shisui looked up at him for the first time.
"Prepare yourself and fellow ANBU. Me and a select squad will be going to the Village of Rain."
Notes:
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Chapter 16: Take on me (take me on)
Summary:
Kakashi gets back together with Rin. Pure, unadulterated smut
Notes:
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Chapter Text
She missed this with Kakashi.
She felt guilty for thinking this way, but the week spent without Kakashi just reminded how much of an impact he still had on her.
There was just something so sinful about having the Silver Fang, possibly the most dangerous shinobi in all the five nations, between your legs.
Rin felt powerful; respected; expensive and dangerous when she was with Kakashi. Especially when Kakashi ate her out with enthusiasm and skill.
Kakashi loved foreplay, quite the difference from Obito, who was eager to get his cock into her the minute they started kissing.
No, Kakashi liked to take his time, to hear her beg. Rin’s belief with Kakashi was that she’d do anything, including beg, to get that man in between her pants.
Which was what she was doing currently; one of the best outcomes from their tense conversation in the Hatake Mansion entryway. It was one of the most uncomfortable moments in her life, the intense questions Kakashi had asked making her question herself in return.
It was one of the best possible outcomes that Kakashi was on the foot of the bed, licking her pussy, no, devouring her pussy, his strong hands pinning her down onto his master bed in the center of the mansion. His wolfish growls made the experience more pleasurable.
"Kakashi, please, please. Please, let me cum, please-" Rin asked, Kakashi grinning from his spot at the foot of the bed. "Yeah, baby, let go, spend it, ruin those pretty panties for me, drench the bedsheets-" Rin yelped as she came, her juices pooling down on the linen bedsheet below her,staining it.
Kakashi didn't mind in the slightest.
He relished it.
However, he wasn't done, and redoubled his efforts on her pussy, his cold tongue a nice tool to delve into her warm folds and pleasure the brunette-haired woman above him, who was moaning in earnest, dragging her nails along his scalp; but he didn't mind it. He was a bit of a masochist with his hair.
He could be anything and everything Rin wanted.
He aggressively attacked her pussy, his long fangs grazing her pelvic area as she began screaming his name, and once again Kakashi was glad for the seals on his master bedroom; otherwise he'd have ANBU at his doors. Rin tugged at his hair as he slurped at her pussy.
Kakashi locked her legs around his neck as he rose a bit, not giving up his efforts on her pussy in the lest. Rin's double whammy of pressure on him; her hands on his hair and her thighs around his head proved to be as pleasurable to Kakashi as it was to Rin.
"Kakashi please, let me cum, I'm so-nnn-close-Kakashi, you-nnnnggghhh-uuuuhhhhnnn-Kakashi-" Rin babbled, as her hands messily travelled his hair, just as messy as Kakashi dragged his mouth around her pelvic area, occasionally nipping at her thighs before he memorized the taste of her pussy.
He rose up, tall and hulking, casting a shadow over Rin. "Cum for me, Rin. Show me how you do it. Scream for me." Kakashi commanded, and Rin obliged. Rin screamed and screamed as she writhed in pleasure, her legs thrashing as the heavenly scent of her orgasm once again wafted up to his Hatake nose.
She gasped and breathed heavily as she attempted to come down from her high, as Kakashi sidled next to her on his bed. He intended to keep her on high; it was a war he was determined to win.
"I was away for so long. Forgot how you felt." His voice was a deep baritone, echoing across her skin, giving her feelings of pleasure and a sense of...fear. The kind of fear when delving into the unknown; the kind of fear when you mingle with darkness.
It didn't scare her as much as arouse her.
Arouse, because Kakashi stuffed his finger into her, making her jump a bit; her moans and gasps returning as her small hands fisted his ANBU kevlar. "Tell me, did you imagine this? Did you imagine me the week I was gone in your dreams? Were you waiting for this, waiting for me to claim you, fuck you-" "Kakashi." Rin said in lieu of a response.
She couldn't form coherent words like Kakashi due to the long, slender finger that was causing her body so much pleasant sensations. Then she jumped again as Kakashi sent another finger into her. His primal growl sent her into over drive as he repeatedly shoved his fingers into her.
It was then as he growled menacingly again that she realized who she was dealing with.
This was Hatake Kakashi, the Silver Fang of Konoha, destroyer of Kirigakure, the Hatake Clan, the man every kunoichi and even straight shinobi tripped over; the man everyone drooled at, the man who only few could challenge in terms of status and power.
The man who was hers.
Hers, she thought possessively. Hers, as she relished his fingers jutting in and out of her, hers, as his deep voice was like honey to her ears. "Kakashi, can I-please-" "Yes, baby, scream for me."
She did. Vehemently. The seals glew as she yelped, squirting her juices as she went through a particularly violent orgasm. Kakashi watched her in awe as she tried to control herself, giving a wolf whistle. He tried to burn the image into his mind, and silently lamented his lack of Sharingan or Byakugan.
"Do you want me to give you one more?" Kakashi said, collapsing onto the bed again, his fingers skirting her pelvic area. He wasn't a fool, he knew what she wanted. But he liked drawing it out. "Wait, Kakashi." Rin said, her doe eyes focusing on the silver-haired shinobi.
Kakashi paused his domineering dirty talk, grey orbs meeting Rin's own.
"I-I need to know. Did you-did you have sex with anyone-anyone-in-" "No, Rin." Kakashi answered, kissing her neck. "No one's gonna replace you. No one." He affirmed, licking her neck as his hands resumed their operations, just as he resumed his speech.
"Now, back to what I was saying. Do you want this, want me to give you one more? I love seeing you cum on my hands-"
"N-NO!" Rin gasped out of a prolonged period of sputtering. "What do you want then, babe?" Kakashi asked, a tinge of amusement in his deep voice. "Your cock, Kashi." Rin had to use the short version of her name to avoid stuttering as his finger ghosted her starving heat.
"Didn't quite get that." Kakashi said into her neck, but it came out clearly. "Kakashi, please, please, please, i need your cock, fuck me, please, please, god, Kami, Kakashi, please, Kami-" Rin chanted, a series of harsh breaths and one syllable words. Kakashi grinned in sadistic pleasure as he unbuckled his pants.
He shifted their positions so that Rin was on top of him. She was momentarily shocked, but Kakashi soothed her. "You deserve it. Such a good girl for me..." Rin blushed hard at that, turning the deepest possible shade of red as she fisted Kakashi's large cock.
Being a human being, she couldn't help but compare.
Kakashi's cock was longer than Obito's and a shade lighter, his balls thicker as well, but Obito's cock was thicker and had a lot less foreskin than Kakashi. She dragged her hands across his cock, feeling the heat of it; it was one of the areas of Kakashi's body that actually had body heat.
However, just as Kakashi used his mouth on her and brought her to one of her most mind-shattering orgasms, Rin aimed to return the favor.
Kakashi seemed to read her thoughts. "Rin, you don't have to." Kakashi said, as instead of sinking down onto his cock, Rin splayed her form near Kakashi's legs, her hands jacking his cock, as her tongue licked his balls. She looked up at him from her spot. "Kakashi, let me." Rin nervously gulped, feeling Kakashi's face on her.
Her mouth went back to work his balls. It was her first time in this arena, and she wanted to take it slow.
Kakashi's wasn't complaining.
Why would he, when her mouth felt like heaven on his balls, drizzling it with her sweet, honey saliva, whilst her small hands barely managed to cover his cock. She pulled of his balls with a wet pop, earning a hearty groan from Kakashi. She began taking deep breaths as her hands slowed down on his cock.
She began it by giving a little kitten lick to his head, and Kakashi let out a gasp of pleasure. The taste was...not that bad, to be honest. It was strong, and heavy, and made her brain go haywire. She wrapped her mouth around his bulbous head, giving it suction.
She pulled off momentarily, taking a series of deep breaths as the organ in front of her swayed, Kakashi keeping it still for her. It was leaking, and Rin quickened her breaths before taking it in her mouth again, this time delving deeper.
She gulped down the precum at his tip, anticipating the tangy, heavy taste. There was no other things in the world she was focusing on, except Kakashi's cock and the sounds that were coming from Kakashi's cock. She pulled back again, pleased that she had gone 1/4th of the way down his huge cock.
Kakashi fisted her hair gently, but she encouraged him to grip it harder as she redoubled her efforts; obscene, lewd noises as she fucked her throat on his cock. Kakashi shouted, then groaned as Rin pulled back again, throat heaving as she began taking deep breaths gulping air, her hands working his cock as fast as she could.
"Babe, as much as I would love to fuck your mouth, I'd rather fuck you." Kakashi said, concerned as Rin's breathing was still labored. She looked up at him, her face still red. "Did, Did-did I do badly?" She said, in a meek and vulnerable voice. Kakashi sighed, dragging Rin back onto his lap.
"Rin, you did wonderfully, babe. But you didn't have to. And I want to feel you around me." Kakashi surmised, his voice barely higher than a whisper. Rin gulped, cradling his face. "I-I just, just thought of you doing so much for me, and-and I wanted to return the favor."
"Maybe another time, babe. And you don't owe me any favors." Kakashi replied.
Rin nodded, a smile lightening her features as Kakashi guided her down onto his spit-slicken cock.
She began riding him; this was a familiar dance. His cock felt like heaven; stretching her apart, hitting a deep spot inside her that made her release lewd noises from her throat. The amount of orgasms made her body weak, but Kakashi's strong, wired arms supported her.
Rin was getting tired, Kakashi noticing as he took over, his strong hands bruising her hips as he pummeled inside her, eventually pulling out. However, Rin had a different idea, quickly crawling backwards so that she could absorb Kakashi's cock into her mouth.
Kakashi yelped as he came in her mouth, Rin savoring every drop, her long tongue sensually swirling around his head as it collected the thick strands of cum emanating from his tip. Kakashi groaned throughout his orgasm. Rin washed her mouth, before climbing back into bed with him.
However, Kakashi heard the telltale ANBU knock, and he reluctantly got up after just an hour of drawing circles on Rin's back with her head on his chest.
What was it this time?
Notes:
so there you have it! thoughts? Too steamy or less so? Let me know in the comments, really helps me.
also inspired by a fanart of another fandom, i've never had fanart for one of my fics, but would love one.
expect the polyamory negotiation in the next few chapters
Chapter 17: I've got money so I stay dry on the rainy days-1
Summary:
Team Konoha heads to Amegakure to investigate the disturbances reported by their scouts.
Notes:
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Chapter Text
Kakashi lackadaisically leapt on the rooftops of Konoha along with his fellow ANBU.
Doing a quick once over, he was shocked and mildly scared to note that his contingent consisted of the strongest ANBU the Leaf had to offer.
The two in front of him; Lynx and Crow; the famed Uchiha Brothers Itachi and Shisui. They weren't related at all, but due to them being from the same clan, it was an easy mistake. What really mattered was their prowess in combat. Lynx's genjutsu and fire style complimented Crow's ability to almost-teleport around the battlefield.
The two to his left; Cat and Boar. Cat (Tenzo) being the famed Mokuton user, had the ability to manipulate the battlefield and entirely change the course of the fight by using one simple jutsu; if it weren't for his lack of other fighting options, he would have been able to compare to the First Hokage. Boar was the signature Earth Style User of the ANBU.
To his right; Bird and Hawk. They were essentially the same; the delinquents of the team; skilled yet making fun of everything and everyone on their missions. Although Kakashi often showed his ire to them, he was secretly ver thankful for their existence; it made their team seem less like ROOT and more...human.
To his back were the two female members of their team; Snake and Crane. They were both masters of infiltration, espionage and seduction. The last part still brought a blush to his chest...they both chose to perform their seduction training on him.
He was in the middle, ANBU Hound. Even though the ANBU Commander, Wolf, wanted Kakashi to take over his post, Kakashi was perfectly happy with his Hound mask. Well, the mask was really pointless as the entire four nations had declassified his identity in their bingo books.
Eventually, they landed at the Hokage Tower, at the ANBU balcony; a special spot hidden by Fuuinjutsu seals to allow direct access into the Hokage Office. Minato stood there, hands behind his back as he paced around the office. Obito was next to him.
Under the guise of being the head of his guard, Obito was actually learning to be the Hokage under Minato. Indeed, when Kushina was ready to pass Kurama down to Naruto would be the time Minato stepped down from being Hokage and allow Obito to take over.
"I assume you all were late because of Hound?" Minato snarked. Kakashi winced at his harsh tone; Minato wasn't in a mood to fuck around. Boar began to speak, but Minato raised a hand. "I don't fucking want to know. Pay attention here." Minato said, unfurling a large scroll, pinning it to the wall.
Itachi crept closer to Kakashi. "The Orange Mask was stolen." Itachi whispered. Kakashi's body tightened, but ceased to give a response, instead focusing on what Minato had to say.
The scroll was a map of Amegakure; the village of Rain.
"Our scouts have reported violent strife going on between the ruler, Sanshouo no Hanzo, and a new organization led by the young people of the village." Minato began. He motioned for Obito to continue. "Er-yeah. You might be wondering-er-why we must care about another village's-um-inner happenings."
Kakashi exhaled, thinking the same. Minato nodded once again. "The reason-er-why we must go here is because of this cominique by Uchiha Rozo." Shisui and Itachi tensed at that, as Minato unfurled the scroll. "Uchiha Rozo has-um-sent this scroll back, which details the attacker being garbed in a black robe with a pattern of red clouds on it."
Shisui gasped.
"Yes, ANBU Crow also reported an assault by a person wearing the similar clothes. These people are threats. Our main priority this mission is to help Hanzo and defeat these insurrectionists." Kakashi was momentarily shocked. "Hanzo killed an entire platoon of Konoha forces. My platoon as well! I saw Bear get stabbed in the face by him." Boar roared.
Minato sighed, giving a look to Obito. "Danzo has informed me that he's co-operating with Hanzo. The Daimyo has forced my hand in this matter. This is aided by Uchiha Rozo's comunique." Minato said. "Now, we're going to the village of the Rain and sorting this matter out. The reason I need my best squad with me is because I think that..."
Minato looked straight into Shisui's eyes.
"...something very large, beyond Hanzo or the rebels, is at play here." Minato finished dramatically.
"The plan!" Obito said enthusiastically. "Cat and Boar will enter from the west; Lynx and Snake from the east; Crane and Crow from the-uh, yeah, the uh-south. Hound and Yondaime-sama will enter from the north. You are tasked with-er-eliminating any hostile shinobi."
"Any doubts?" Minato asked, sounding like he would not hear any doubts. "Good. Let's move."
Kakashi leapt on the tree branches in typical shinobi fashion along with his team.
His brain kept reeling what Itachi had said to him- The Orange Mask was stolen. He had placed a hiraishin seal on it before he handed it to Itachi; and would have pursued it without second thought; if only he wasn't to accompany Minato.
Admitting the reason he had for suddenly disappearing would lead to further questioning and Itachi eventually being ratted out.
Kakashi just had to grit his teeth and figure out the masked man's identity the old fashioned way; kicking the mask off his face.
He travelled closer to Itachi. "I placed a teleportation seal on that thing." Kakashi began. Itachi looked to him and nodded. "Wise call. I think we'll handle these rebels easily, and after all is said and done, you can activate it." "I don't think I'll be able to. Minato and me will probably do some diplomatic shit with Hanzo while you guys fight."
"Isn't that a bit counter-intuitive? Sending the two strongest shinobi we have just for diplomacy?"
"It's called powerplay, Itachi-kun. And people might not think this, but I think you're stronger than me, Itachi." Kakashi said. Itachi gasped, whipping his neck towards him. "If only I had a sharingan." Kakashi wistfully said, before he pulled ahead.
They arrived soon after, the Village of Rain living up to it's name. They split up soon after, Minato and Kakashi going farther into the main building. Hanzo welcomed them, gesturing for them to take a seat. There was even a short batch of sushi ready for them to eat.
"I believe your gang is ready to take on these misfits. I'm glad that we and Konohagakure have no harsh feelings." Hanzo said jovially, shaking Minato's hand. Minato's expression was very stiff; Kakashi leaned against the wall as he surveyed Hanzo's guard.
"Hatake Kakashi, the Silver Fang." Kakashi opened his eyes after a short time; tuning out whatever talk was going on, but he was shocked to see a red-haired teenager where Minato and Hanzo should have been. "They're far away from here, battling my comrades."
"You put me under a genjutsu." Kakashi surmised, narrowing his eyes. The kid's red hair obscured his eyes; Kakashi was pretty sure he had something going on there. "Look, I want Hanzo dead as much as you. There must be a reason you haven't killed me yet."
The redhead whipped his hair back, and Kakashi gasped, leaping into a fighting stance as he saw the purple eye, the rinnegan. It was a thing he'd only ever experienced in folk talks and history books written by the Sage of Six Paths.
"It's a shame you share my sentiments because I'll be forced to kill you either way."
Kakashi began to charge at him, but was instantly repelled; being flung away like a toothpick by the redhead. He crashed through the stone walls, cringing as he felt his armor tear up. The redhead hovered over him. "What's your name?" Kakashi coughed out, standing up.
"Nagato." With that, Nagato launched another series of attacks, fire roaring through the air as Kakashi used his famed speed to dodge the attacks. He conjured clones all up in the battlefield; and used his usual tactic of quick chidori blitzes and constant substitutions.
"You're annoying to fight against." Nagato observed, as he flung away yet another clone that dissipated into thin air. His Rinnegan glew, before Kakashi's clones disappeared one by one; however, he used this distraction to hypersonically approach Nagato.
He was flung away almost instantaneously, but managed to tap him with his hand, casting the Hiraishin. Now, it would be quick work. Kakashi whizzed past Nagato's defenses, before striking him in the back. "Why did you rebel against Hanzo?" Kakashi asked, as Nagato was helpless against Kakashi travelling at light speeds.
Nagato growled, clapping his hands. "Chibaku Tensei!" He yelled, and Kakashi barely managed to substitute himself for his clone, as he took note of Nagato's jutsu, which stretched and warped the infrastructure of the Hidden Rain to coagulate into one, big ball.
"You're beat, Nagato. Admit it. Now, you might want to give me answers." Kakashi whispered against Nagato's ear, a kunai pressed to his throat. It was evident Nagato had limited knowledge of the Rinnegan; he must have acquired it not too long ago.
"Why did you rebel against Hanzo? What's the name of your organization? How does your organization have intel on Uchiha Shisui?" Kakashi growled, drawing blood from Nagato's throat. Nagato coughed, but laughed in response. "It's too late. He's already revived fully. I wanted peace in this world...but he took over. He forced me into this." Nagato said weakly.
"Who?" Kakashi growled. "The man...in the orange mask. The one who calls himself Tobi. He...he's behind this. Please." Nagato said, and Kakashi smelt tears upon his eyes, releasing him. "I never wanted any of this...but they took her hostage...I've lost so much already..."
Kakashi nodded, understanding the feeling. No matter how powerful this redhead was going to get, he'd always have a weak spot. This 'her' he was referring to was likely his sister or partner, and he had to find out where Tobi was.
He activated his Hiraishin.
And fell right into a trap.
"GAAAAAAHHH!" Kakashi yelled as fire coursed through his veins, heating his blood and blowing his eyes. He fell to the ground, the orange mask with his seal in front of him; black kanji surrounding him. He looked around wildly. "Hmmm...I won the bet with Zetsu." A voice hissed.
Kakashi tried to look up, but another fire blast forced him to the ground. "You see, he thought someone of your talent wouldn't fall for Nagato's trick and an obvious trap. But I disagree. Konoha-nin, tsk tsk. Always wanting to play hero." Orochimaru.
"You...traitor." Kakashi said weakly. "Oh, please, kid. You know what, I'd rather be called a traitor than be a pawn of Konoha." He said spitefully. Kakashi laughed, a low laugh that soon built up to a crescendo of high-pitched laughter. "You-Orochimaru-of all people-ah." Kakashi wiped tears from his eyes.
"Never expected you to take the Madara route and go full emo on this world. Then again, you practically are a snake, so I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised." Kakashi surmised. "Tsk, tsk. I don't know why you're so jovial in this position, and I don't want to know. What matters is you and your little contingent have dealt quite a blow to our organization...you will pay for their mistakes."
Kakashi looked up, and the Snake allowed him to do so, and Kakashi paled a little at the psychotic smile on Orochimaru's face. "I've always wanted to experiment on a Hatake." With that, Kakashi was struck with another fire blast, one that really burned his veins and ruptured his body.
He tried to clear his mind of all of the pain, focusing on Nagato's leather cloak, the picture more clear in his mind as he was frozen still, broken with a stone jutsu, fire raced through his veins, the pixels clearing as he brought his hands together.
"Hiraishingiri."
Nagato's stomach sliced open as Kakashi drew his kunai through it, the rain feeling like heaven on his injured body. Kakashi gasped for air, tearing away his mask. He turned back to Nagato, unsure of his future. He carried Nagato on his back, as Minato drew closer to him, his Hokage robes bloody.
"We need him to heal. We can't let the Rinnegan fall into dirty hands." Kakashi breathed, to which Minato nodded.
"We need to get back to Konoha. The mission-It's complicated, but we need to get back." Minato said hurriedly.
"Uchiha Madara has risen, and it's up to our team to stop him."
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Chapter 18: I've got money so I stay dry on the rainy days-2
Summary:
Kakashi and Obito have a little argument after a misunderstanding, which transitions into something more.
Notes:
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Chapter Text
Kakashi trudged back to his mansion after the mission.
It was for the most part a success; the rebellion was crushed, and the three top-ranking members of the organization Akatsuki, namely youths named Konan, Yahiko and Nagato, were in custody. Of course, Nagato's eyes were sealed, but Kakashi made sure Danzo was nowhere near them.
But the mission left him with far more questions than answers.
Why was Orochimaru colluding with Madara? Why had Madara taken such an interest in a small village rebellion? Why was Orochimaru wearing the robes of the organization? How had Nagato acquired such a great power like the Rinnegan? What was his next move?
Such questions made Kakashi's head buzz unpleasantly. However, what made Kakashi more suspicious was that Obito and Rin were once again in his mansion.
He sucked in a breath as he silently entered, using his ANBU expertise to slink around the place, until he was near the pair, who were in the kitchen. Biting back a huge sigh of relief, he began to announce his presence, until he heard kissing noises.
He exhaled, using his senses to get himself off, until-"Obito, stop." Rin's voice was stern, and held no arousal in it. Kakashi narrowed his eyebrows, further straining his ears. "Obito, stop!" Rin called out again, and Kakashi had it, turning around.
"Hey, jackass, she told you to stop."
"Gah!" Obito yelped as he stumbled off the kitchen counter where he was kissing Rin, nearly avoiding a dangerous collision with the marble countertop. Rin swivelled her head around, a heavy blush on her face. "Can't you take a hint?" Kakashi asked, as Obito stood back up straight.
"Hmph. You're just jealous." Obito snarked. Kakashi raised an eyebrow, walking straight over to him. Fuck, he was close to limping pathetically due to the stress of the mission, but he soldiered on. This was no place and no time to show weakness.
Maybe it was because he wanted to beat the shit out of him. Maybe it was because Obito was taunting Kakashi and Kakashi wanted to make sure Obito knew that he could not get under Kakashi's skin. Maybe he wanted to bump past Obito and kiss Rin better in some show of dominance.
Maybe it was because he just really fucking liked Obito's spicy, chocolaty scent, and it was coming full force from his mouth. It certainly helped that his arousal could also be smelt, and it was fucking glorious.
Nevertheless, Kakashi stopped just in front of Obito. Obito had to tilt his head a bit to look up at him (he was still sore about the height difference). "What makes you think I'm jealous, Obito?" Kakashi murmured in that deep, deep baritone of his, and for once, Obito was speechless.
Kakashi's face was a bit dirty, not symmetrical, his eyes were mismatches, plenty of scars dotted it, his hair was coarse and uncombed, he smelt of blood and dirt, and his clothes were torn.
Obito was fucking hooked. He thought he could only see Kakashi's imperfections; but now, they were standing so close together, they were almost breathing the same air; their chests close to brushing each other. The question rung in his head.
"Y-You're jealous. I-I know it." Obito sputtered, audibly and visibly gulping. Kakashi intently watched Obito's adam's apple bob as he gulped. Obito's skin began heating up. He wasn't used to feeling like this. Like prey. Rin was watching eagerly from the sidelines, but Obito was focused on Kakashi and vice versa.
"How do you know it, Obito? I want a straight answer." Kakashi reminded him, his voice doing funny things to Obito's insides, mashing up his intestines and causing his chest to get a fluttery sort of feeling. Butterflies in his stomach.
"The-the way you looked at us." Obito tried to sound angry, but it came out as a meek whisper. "And how exactly did I look at you two, Obito?" Kakashi asked. Obito was stumped, but he knew how Kakashi was looking at him now. Like he'd like to devour Obito, ravish him.
Which could be quite nice, really.
Focus.
"Bastard. Go away from me." Obito gasped out, weak hands on Kakashi's chest. Kakashi quirked an eyebrow. "Ever since we've met, you've been so feisty, Obito-kun." Kakashi whispered, but it came out as more of a low growl. God, that was sexy.
Why was he thinking Bakashi was sexy again?
But that was his only assessment of the taller man, who was boxing him in, Obito didn't even him travelling backwards until he hit the hard wooden wall.
"Shut the fuck up and kiss already." Came a far off voice.
That was the only cue they both needed. Who initiated it first? Was it Kakashi, who tugged down his mask and put both his hands on either side of Obito? Was it Obito, who leaned forward, fisted his hands in Kakashi's tattered (and bloody) vest and smashed his lips onto his?
It was poetry in motion. Kakashi's tongue clashed with Obito's as Kakashi took control, his lips moulding against Obito, decades of tension, back-and-forth, fighting, all evaporated now as a new path unfolded in front of the two shinobi.
Obito tried to push back against Kakashi's control of the kiss, but his tongue clashed against Kakashi's fangs and he pulled back with a gasp, tasting blood on his tongue. "Baka." Kakashi whispered back as he kissed Obito with force, his tongue exploring Obito's mouth.
What he found there was an incredibly pleasant mixture of Rin's strawberry and honey and Obito's spices and chocolate, making him deepen the kiss even more. He tasted Obito's blood next, and by holy god, it rivalled Rin's in terms of taste and the fucking effect it had on Kakashi.
However, Obito being Kakashi's foil, just had to forget about the dangers of pushing back against Kakashi and got his tongue hurt again. Obito yelled in pain, and Kakashi pulled back, chest heaving, eyes half-lidded as he took in Obito's flushed, shocked appearance.
He was so appealing. He could see what Rin saw in him.
"Get-get it on, why'd you stop?" Came a breathless voice. Rin was eagerly seeing them, her cheeks red, her nighties ruffled up of her own volition.
"I-I need to-to heal. Bathe." Kakashi said, his voice hoarse. Rin walked over to him, looking at Obito. "I'll clean up Kakashi. You can stay if you like." Obito nodded as he watched the pair walk away.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Obito yelled to the walls as soon as they were out of earshot.
Kakashi picked it up, though, as he was strapped in by Rin on their little medical enclave.
He let out a chuckle, to which Rin quirked an eyebrow. "He just yelled at no one." Kakashi said, turning to Rin.
Rin pressed a kiss to Kakashi, pulling back before it got too heated. "Promise me you'll do more of that with Obito." Rin requested breathily, to which Kakashi gave a brief nod.
Fucking Rin in the shower gave him all the confidence to go up to Obito, who was hedged in the third-floor balcony with a glass of wine in his hands.
"Quite the view, isn't it?' Kakashi asked, and Obito nearly jumped off the balcony at his appearance. "B-Baka! Bakashi! Don't-don't scare me like that!" Obito said accusatorially. Kakashi laughed in a deep voice, and that shut up Obito as Kakashi moved forwards.
"Not fair." Obito croaked out as Kakashi drew closer, boxing him in again, Obito's hands on the railing. "What's not fair?" Kakashi asked. "Your teeth." Obito said hoarsely, Kakashi's face drawing closer and closer, those dark, dark eyes hooded and filled with desire.
"Why so?" Kakashi asked, nipping Obito's exposed neck. "They-they prevent me from kissing you." Obito lamely said. Kakashi chuckled, kissing Obito in full force. Obito groaned into his mouth, Kakashi essentially fucking Obito's mouth with his tongue.
Obito grabbed Kakashi's hair, Kakashi's hands slithering to his waist, massaging it. "I can kiss you just fine, Obito-kun." The honorific made Obito groan further, as Kakashi deftly shucked off Obito's zipped hoodie, exposing his vest.
"You-you know what I meant, Bakashi." Obito sputtered, opening his eyes to see a picture that should have been painted by the best painters in the world; Kakashi's silver fangs glistening in the moonlight. "What do you mean, Obito? Enlighten me."
"I can't-can't-" Obito stuttered before Kakashi kissed him with full force again, trailing his teeth down to Obito's jaw, where he gently pressed kisses along his symmetrical face, eventually travelling down to his neck. "You taste so sweet, Obito."
Kakashi wasn't lying and was lying at the same time. Obito did taste good, but he tasted spicy; his skin gave a sort of zing to Kakashi's mouth. "Continue, Obito. Why can't you kiss me, hm?" Kakashi asked again. Obito managed to give an answer properly this time without sounding like a 13 year old girl.
"I can't kiss you like I want to." Obito breathed out, as he saw Kakashi lose the only piece of clothing he had on his upper body; a simple bathrobe. Obito barely noticed the presence of Rin, who was fucking fingering herself to the sight of them kissing, jesus-
-before Kakashi whisked Obito to his and Rin's bed in a quick shunshin, Kakashi's shadow clone carrying Rin as well. Obito laughed, remembering that Kakashi was the king of unnecessary chakra use (the second being Shisui by a very tight margin.)
Kakashi eagerly watched as Obito fell on his back to the bed, a certain hunger in his eyes. "Tell me you want this, Obito." Kakashi said, hands at Obito's belt. "Want-want what?" Obito said, but his conveyed pure desire. "Me sucking you off." Kakashi clarified, as if he was explaining what 2+2 was to a child.
Rin whimpered at Kakashi's words, and Obito nodded enthusiastically nodded, her eagerness his main motivation. Kakashi flashed him a grin, and fuck, those canines and that smile and that hair and that teeth and those lips and that mole-
-he was getting lost in Kakashi.
However, once Kakashi suckled on the tip of Obito's cock, all the thoughts in Obito's mind dissipated, coagulating into only one sensation and thought: pleasure. The pleasure Kakashi gave as he sank lower and lower and lower until-fuck-his whole cock was engulfed in Kakashi's throat.
Rin was momentarily shocked; eyes blown wide as Kakashi swallowed the entire length of Obito's cock like it was no more than a lollipop.
And then he started moving.
Obito became a panting, writhing mess of moans and groans and obscenities as Kakashi worked his magic on Obito's cock. However, just as he came close to finishing after a minute like some blushin virgin, Kakashi pulled off, wiping his mouth clean of some spit.
Obito risked a glance at him through his tears of pleasure, and saw Kakashi's sexy, wolfish grin until-
-he tongued his ass.
"Ahhnnn, Oh fuck, Kakashi, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the-" Obito once again dissolved into putty as Kakashi ate him out. Rin lost it at this point, not even fingering herself as she readjusted her chair to get a better look at the pair.
Kakashi licked stripes around the tight ring of muscles, and Obito began humping a pillow Rin provided for him. "Kakashi, what are you doing, it's fucking dirty down there-uuuhnnnnn-ahhhhhh-nnnnnnnnghhhhhhh-oh shiiiitttt-ffffuuu-"
"Tastes pretty clean to me." Kakashi snarked, as he went back to tongue-fucking Obito's ass; his ministrations eventually making Obito cum hard all over the room; luckily it was also the room with Fuuinjutsu seals all over it, and it was soon cleaned.
Kakashi's pants were getting too tight, so he ripped them off, the sounds echoing around the room; in tandem with the heavy breaths of Rin and Obito. He strapped a condom on his hardening cock, and sidled up, curling around Obito.
"Bakashi, nani-what are you doing?" Obito croaked as he felt something long and hard run his back. "Shh, Obito-kun, trust me." Obito gulped, that motion so pretty in Kakashi's eyes. Kakashi slipped three fingers in Obito's hole, aided by his own spit.
Obito yelped at the motion, grinding up into Rin's hand, which was on his cock, jacking it off slowly. "Hmmm, Obito, your ass is so greedy, just sucks me in." Kakashi murmured against Obito's ear. "Baka-Bakashi-shut up-ooohhhhh-nnnnnnhgggghh-"
Kakashi laughed against Obito's neck, his fingers exiting him, and something much bigger and thicker penetrated Obito's ass. "AHH, KAKASHI, WHAT THE-OH MY GOD-" Obito yelled as Kakashi entered his first three inches into Obito, relishing the tight heat he found.
Aided by the lubrication of his spit, Kakashi pushed further, rubbing against Obito's prostate as he thrust inside him, building up a slow, sensual rhythm. Rin watched, bewitches as lazy hands slowly jacked off Obito. "Nnnngh, Kakashi, fuckk, oh my god, ahhhh, nnnngghhh-"
Obito was a writhing mess, panting obscenely as he cried tears of pleasure, his hands gripping the bedsheet as he spread his legs more, Kakashi smiling in response.
It was their first time, but it was so glorious to Kakashi, who eventually came with a subdued groan, the condom filling up with his cum, as Kakashi left a hickey on Obito's neck, collapsing beside him as Obito finished into Rin's palm.
"I'm topping next time, bastard."
Kakashi scoffed, but kissed Obito nonetheless.
Notes:
so there you have it! more of the serious conversation will take place in the next chapter. I plan to conclude this story in the next four chapters, so brace yourselves.
You might have noticed I've started a series based on this AU and the only spoiler I'm going to give for the next one is....
The Uchiha Clan wants Obito to marry, so naturally, he picks Rin.
Obito and Rin are going to be married.
comments help me out, as always, reader interaction is supported.
I can squeeze in a one shot on any one topic you guys want from this fic, it'll be added to the series
Chapter 19: I know better (than to call you mine)
Summary:
Kakashi and his two partners discuss what the hell just happened. Meanwhile, Madara makes a move.
Notes:
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Chapter Text
Kakashi still wasn't sure what had happened.
Sure, he had just fucked his eternal rival (sorry, Gai) in the ass after eating him out, all under the supervision of his girlfriend.
Even the Sage of Six Paths (who was watching all shinobi from his spot high above) could not have anticipated this from happening.
But it did.
It did happen, thought Kakashi as they three were no more than a mess of tangled limbs, heavy breaths and flushed cheeks. His Hatake senses purred as he took their sights and sounds and scents in. It was a feeling he'd experienced for the first time; he'd only ever read it in the Hatake Clans' texts.
Pack. They were Pack.
He needed to mark Obito. His teeth glinted in the torchlight as he lazily massaged Obito's back. "What the fuck..." was the first thing Obito said after their little session, as Rin climbed into the bed on the opposite side of Obito. "What the fuck? How the fuck?" Obito said again.
"I can show you if you want..." Kakashi said in that deep baritone of his, and Obito suddenly remembered what happened. His rival, the man who whisked the love of his life away, the man who put him in a hospital and made him have amnesia, had just seduced him and fucked him so deep he could feel it in his throat.
He loved every second of it.
He wanted to do it again.
Focus.
"Oh my god." Obito said, feeling his sore legs and sore ass. Rin giggled, massaging Obito's cock, prompting a low groan from him. "Ah Obito, you should have seen yourself. You were like a painting." Rin said dreamily, increasing her pace on Obito's cock.
Obito blushed at those words; he wasn't used to receiving such compliments.
"Rin, I-I'm sorry." Kakashi said, standing up, a look of regret in his eyes. Rin raised her eyebrows. "You have nothing to be sorry for, love. I wanted this to happen. I wanted you two to figure out that you love each other." Rin said, crossing her arms.
"L-Love?" Obito said from his spot in the bed. "I don't love Bakashi. I hate him! Ok, he's a good fuck, but I still hate him!" Obito proclaimed, his voice regaining the strength it always had when he was butting heads with Kakashi. Rin laughed again, and Kakashi joined in soon later.
"Why-Why are you two laughing?" Obito said, but Kakashi joined him on his bed again. "You're in denial. It's sweet." Rin said from his right, as from his left, Kakashi gripped his ass, prompting a weak groan from Obito. "Seriously, Obito. I've...liked you for a long time."
"What? You hated me! Everytime I came late, you berated me like I killed your family or something!" Obito said, sitting up straight. Kakashi gave a lazy smile in return. "That was just to deflect my feelings for you. I thought If i pushed you far enough, I'd forget about you."
Rin watched interestedly from the sidelines, mouth hanging open as she digested all of this new information. "But I didn't, Obito. I can start loving you. If you want." Kakashi said, uncharacteristically awkward, rubbing the back of his head.
"B-Baka, Bakashi, don't say things like that..." Obito croaked out, slowly backing away from Kakashi. "Was I really that bad?" Kakashi asked, changing his voice seamlessly from unsure to deep and sexy, and it did things to the both of them.
"N-No, I-" Kakashi tilted Obito's head forwards and kissed him, groaning into his mouth as he relished the taste of spices and chocolate that was so savory in Obito's mouth. "Gods, Obito, I need-I need to mark you." Kakashi said, trailing his mouth down Obito's body.
"What do you m-mean?" Obito asked, gripping Kakashi's head as Kakashi kissed him vehemently. Kakashi was suddenly breathless, gazing into the depths of Obito's dark black eyes. "I-I need...need to bite your neck." Kakashi said, each word punctuated by a searing kiss.
"Wh-Why?" Obito asked again, groaning as he felt Kakashi trail a finger near his stretched asshole. "Need it...fuck, I need it, please Obito, please, please, please..." Kakashi chanted, more kisses pressed to his mouth.
Fuck, his eternal rival and enemy was begging for something for him. The guy he struggled to see the back of due to his prodigial genius, was on his knees, begging him. "Yeah, yeah, sure, Kakashi, fuck-" Kakashi used a bit of his chakra to pin Obito down.
Obito suddenly looked up at Kakashi and thought he was a beast; a silver wolf, large fangs glistening on the orange torchlight that was coming for him. He tried to squirm away but Kakashi pinned him down. "Stay still." Came a voice; and Obito couldn't differentiate it from a growl or a snarl.
He fell limp at the command, and let out a pained gasp as his Kakashi sunk his teeth into Obito's neck, cleanly piercing the skin.
And then he started sucking.
Obito's pained gasps turned into moans as Kakashi was slowly draining him of his blood; long, slow sucks that left his skin paler and paler until Kakashi flicked his tongue across the wound; sealing it. Obito let out a shaky groan. "You're pack. You're mine." Kakashi said possessively.
He turned to Rin, who was watching the whole exchange, her doe eyes blown wide. Kakashi growled, using one hand to bring Rin to his side of the bed, hiking up her nightsuit. "You're pack. You're mine." Kakashi repeated, a red glint in his grey eyes. Rin exhaled as Kakashi found his bite mark on her inner thighs.
He plunged his teeth into it, eagerly drinking the blood, making Rin's skin pale like Obito. Kakashi groaned into her thigh; the soundwaves eliciting a gasp from Rin's mouth as she gripped Kakashi's head. Rin fell beside Obito, blood drained as Kakashi wiped his mouth, satisfied with the turn of events. He wished his father was alive.
He found his pack.
"How did he escape again?" asked Madara.
Madara and Orochimaru, one of the three sannin and his accomplice, walked around the part of the cave that he had trapped Kakashi in.
The black kanji was still visible, although faded; the orange mask used to trap Kakashi unmoved from it's spot in the center.
"He knows the Flying Thunder God technique. I underestimated the length of the pain Hatake could take. The next time we catch him like this, rest assured he will be knocked out." Orochimaru narrated. "Kso. Tobirama still causing me problems. How far are we?"
"Almost ready. I just need Ita-Tobi's confirmation." Orochimaru said, but huffed after that. Madara raised an eyebrow at the person who reanimated him. "I'm still suspicious of him. How do you know he won't betray us?" Orochimaru asked, sitting down cross legged.
Madara scoffed. "He's had plenty of opportunities. Besides, he's a true Uchiha. He knows the price to pay for salvation." Madara said cryptically. "You mean the curse of hatred?" Orochimaru responded. "Potato Potato." Madara answered.
The snarky response was followed by a swirl of leaves; the signature Konoha shunshin. Tobi kneeled in front of them. "The plan is ready. We move first thing tomorrow to Outpost 34." Madara and Orochimaru smiled grimly. "Our agents?"
"Ready, at your beck and call."
"Our summons?"
"Contracts signed and ready to be honored."
"Our clothes?"
"Ironed and applied with Sunagakure special edition perfume."
"Good, good. Now we rest and prepare our chakra to be used full force. It's a shame we could not reincarnate the ten-tails; but when we get the Rinnegan from Nagato, we'll be on track again." Madara proclaimed, stalking off to his section of the cave.
Tobi took off his mask, revealing Itachi underneath.
Orochimaru and him locked eyes. The Tension thickened, until Zetsu appeared. "Whoever bought the Suna perfume must be praised! I LOVE IT! Zetsu loves Suna perfume!" Zetsu proclaimed, his face pressed into the black and red robes.
"Shut up or we attack Suna next." Orochimaru snapped, walking off to his section of the cave. "Baka Orochimaru! Atleast cute Itachi-kun appreciates the finer things in life." Zetsu said, his body demurely making it's way to Itachi, whose skin crawled at the grotesque appearance of Zetsu.
"Get rest, Zetsu-san. We need to be at our best tomorrow."
"Buzzkill!"
Rin and Obito opened their eyes, blood returning to their bodies, the early morning sun outside, filtered by the blinds.
Obito looked around wildly, before his mind began recollecting; his eyes travelling down to the bite on his neck; the lines faint but visible nonetheless.
"Rin, I-I'm sorry." Obito said, mirroring Kakashi. Rin giggled, lazily moving next to Obito; their blood flow wasn't all back yet; but she pressed a loose, messy kiss to his lips nonetheless. "You both don't have to be sorry. It's so much better now, ya know." Rin said.
Obito raised an eyebrow, to which Rin huffed. "Before, the solution would have been messy and complicated. I mean, imagine if Kakashi caught me fucking you when he was all bloody and returning from a mission. He would have gotten angry. But now, he'd just join." Rin explained.
Obito gaped at that, all of his blood rushing to his face, reddening his cheeks and the tips of his ears. "Ahh. I guess you're right." He said sheepishly, dragging Rin closer, kissing her in return. "You...you still love me, right?" Obito whispered.
"I don't think I ever haven't. I don't think I'll ever stop." Rin said back, and they both fell into a slow rhythm of lazy kisses, their blood flow still returning to normal.
"Where's Bakashi anyway?"
Bakashi, or Kakashi as he'd rather be called, was currently pacing outside the front door, pondering the new meaning of his relationship. Sure, they were now pack, but what did that mean?
Pack- It's a sense of extreme belonging and togetherness held by a Hatake member to minimum two people. It is created by marking two people by any means- excretion, teeth, blood or wound-and them acknowledging your mark.
You feel what your pack members feel. Any sense-pleasure, pain, sadness, happiness-is exemplified. Offspring automatically gain pack status. Hatake custom marriages, the bride gains pack status. The Hatake Ninken are already pack, but that's because they're bound by a sacred contract.
Having packs is highly recommended. In this cruel world, it is important to not stray away into the depths of darkness, and a good pack helps you stay tethered to the light.
A pack can only be abandoned in two cases- death or tearing off the skin where the pack bond was made. Of course, your offspring cannot leave the pack.
Now, pack orders are highly subjective apart from the Hatake member; who is always the Alpha. Inuzuka and Aburame are mere offshoots from ours; so if a pack is formed with them, they'll be the betas at best. The rest of the pack is still up for discussion.
That was what the texts said, Kakashi mused. He missed those days where he was such a stickler for the rules and the books. Life was so much simpler back then. However, instead of feeling angry or cheated upon when he felt Obito kissing Rin, he felt happy.
His packmates were enjoying each other like good little omegas...what the fuck. There was no alpha or omega. They all were equal.
But he couldn't change the way his body felt.
However; the feelings of pleasure weren't all what his body was feeling right now.
The seal he placed on Nagato's cell was triggered. Someone had broken in.
He needed to fight.
Notes:
So, the final arc starts! What are your thoughts? Do let me know in the comments! Oh, and also, I am open to requests for a one shot from any topic in the fic you found interesting (i'm thinking Snake and Crane's seduction training on Kakashi), but your suggestions are appreciated.
Until next time
Chapter 20: Fight for Konoha-1
Summary:
Title
Notes:
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Chapter Text
Kakashi teleported there in an instant, just in time to twist away the attacker's arm away from Nagato.
He heaved a heavy breath, kunai at the ready as he observed his opponent.
It was the man in the Orange mask.
Kakashi narrowed his eyebrows. For a person to get through so many layers of security without activating the ANBU seal on his shoulder pointed to this person being from Konoha. "Tch. You're a traitor as well." Kakashi said, gripping his kunai harder.
The other man's eyes hardened at Kakashi's words. "This is beyond you, Hatake. Leave unless you want to be killed." Came his imperious voice. Kakashi noted his chakra signature; it was similar to Orochimaru's. Kakashi charged at him, taking him by surprise.
Nagato gasped from his place in the cell as the two clashed. Kakashi's jab hit him hard; marking the man. He shucked off his robe, removing the mark.
Kakashi saw this person was remarkably lean and slender under the cloak; although muscled and lithe. He had pale skin, paler than the moon itself. Suddenly, he remembered what Minato's exchange with Shisui. This person had particular powers; and the mask whirled around his two eyes, masking his face.
He was an Uchiha. Was this Madara?
Kakashi took out his mission handkerchief, wrapping it around his eyes. "Let's dance." Kakashi said, his Hatake senses coming into full forces. He deflected some of his kunai, wrapping his hand around one and flinging it back. He heard it bounce of the cell; he shunshin-ed.
He whipped back in time to catch his jab, and heard his sword whistling in the air as it approached his stomach. He diverted it away with the metal of his fingerless gloves, before delivering a sharp punch to the mask man's head, making him stagger back.
The sounds of fighting prompted the guards to come by. Their scents wafted into Kakashi's nose as he kicked away another kunai swipe by the Orange Man. "Get ANBU down here!" Kakashi yelled, still engaged with the Orange mask guy.
The guards nodded, dashing away as the other one entered the cell. "No, you idiot-" He was stabbed in the back by the Orange mask. Kakashi growled as the guard screamed, using the momentary diversion to launch a kick to the guy's liver, knocking him backwards.
"Release my seal, I'll help!" Nagato barked, silent throughout the fighting. Kakashi scoffed, knocking out Nagato with a powerful punch. "That was cruel." The Orange mask remarked, before Kakashi felt him conjure shadow clones.
Growling, Kakashi fought them off, but his physical handicap proved too big, and he was stabbed by the Orange mask in the stomach. Kakashi yelped, but he forced his pain away, focusing on the chakra signature of Nagato. Who was being carried away.
Kakashi growled, giving him chase. The Seals placed on Nagato's body made it impossible for a person to shunshin him away, but the seals linking him to the cell physically were dispelled by the Orange-masked man. Which meant he was a high-ranking member in ANBU.
Shit.
Itachi joined him in his pursuit of the Orange man. "Kakashi-sama, what's going on?" Itachi said, as Kakashi increased his pace. "Nagato's being carried away by some bozo...He's in ANBU, and an Uchiha." "Explains your blindfold."
"Call more people and alert the Hokage." Kakashi ordered. "Alright. But I can't fight, Kakashi-sama, my chakra reserves are low. I just got back from a mission."
"Stop calling me 'sama', Itachi. Now go."
Itachi nodded, dashing away. Kakashi narrowed his eyes at the Orange Man as he prepared to perform his Hiraishin.
The seal on Nagato grew bright as he performed the jutsu.
Minato let out a huge sigh as he began opening up his documents.
When he became Hokage, he heard from Hiruzen that he'd have a lot of paperwork to do, but he didn't imagine it would be this much. Well, atleast it was only a matter of time before he passed down the hat to Obito, who would be far better dealing with paperwork than him.
Not because of his tenacity, rather because he was trained to do so.
Minato felt bad for pawning off paperwork on Obito, but his conscience was cleared every time a fresh new stack was delivered by his secretary. However, now, there were ANBU rushing in his office, dissuading his train of thought.
"Yondaime-sama! Outposts 34 to 7 have been attacked by an unknown perpetrator! All the chunin stationed there have been killed, and they're approaching the inner towers!" Minato narrowed his eyes. It was very weird that the perpetrator was unknown; and only know they were receiving information.
Even weirder that they were attacking in the broad afternoon daylight.
Not weird, but horrifying.
"Call all ANBU, active-duty chuunin and high-ranking Jonin to the front gates. Place the Uchiha Police Force on high, high alert." Minato ordered, tying his Hokage robes securely. Obito dashed in, slamming open both the doors. "Minato-sensei, Nagato is being carried away by the Orange-masked man! Kakashi is giving him pursuit, and-"
"Say no more, Obito. Go to the gates with the jonin."
Minato leapt out the Hokage Tower window, his robes billowing behind him as his blue ocean eyes spotted Kakashi's tuft of silver hair flowing in the wind as a masked man dashed hypersonically across the rooftops to the forests, an redheaded person with a straitjacket on his back.
In an instant, Minato activated his Hiraishin.
They both collided in front of the masked man.
Kakashi groaned as Minato yelped in pain, the Orange man not sure what to do. Kakashi's focus was back quicker than Minato's; grey eyes narrowing as he charged at the man. His blindfold only minimally dragged him down; his other senses made up for it.
His kick hit the masked man in the head, making him drop Nagato, who was whisked away by Minato.
"Your little attempt at sabotage has failed, traitor. Now, state your name and intentions."
"My name is Tobi. And it doesn't matter what my intentions are, all that matters is that I was successful."
Kakashi could feel him circling around him, so Kakashi did the same; the two appearing like wolves in a fight to the death as they circled around each other. "Are you so sure? You wanted the samsara eye from the redhead kid. You failed."
"If you believe I gave up a bounty like that so easily, you're not the strategist my organization thinks you are."
"Your organization? The bozos with the black robes and red clouds? Well, it has a history of failing."
"I was successful in my intentions."
"What were they?" Kakashi bit out, feeling the other's adrenaline spike.
Suddenly, Kakashi's question was answered as a large fireball ripped apart some of the forest in front of them, Tenzo's scent and chakra coming into Kakashi's world. "Kakashi-senpai, Uchiha Madara is here, he's attacking the outposts, he's close to the village and we need your help." Tenzo said in one breath.
At that moment, the masked man charged at him again as Tenzo leapt out of the way of another fireball. Kakashi's already broken ribs screamed at the impact of the masked man's chest. "Katon: Housenka Tsumabeni!" An elaborate formation of fiery shuriken headed his way.
"Suiton: Suise No Justu!" Kakashi responded; the water flowing out of his mouth dissolving the flames of the shuriken; his kunai enough to deflect the rest. Tobi growled, but was tackled by Minato, who teleported; yellow lightning following his arrival.
"Kakashi, the people at the outpost are in a really bad spot, GO!"
"DON'T LOOK INTO HIS EYES!" Kakashi responded, but he took off his blindfold, leaping through the trees as he raced towards the outposts.
He smelt Tenzo and someone else engaged in battle. He finally saw the site of battle; a series of wood constructs demolished; flames still burning on them. Tenzo was creating more and more as a person in red battle armor with wild black hair sent fire jutsu after fire jutsu at him.
This was Uchiha Madara.
He was so much more threatening and dangerous up close, thought Kakashi, as he joined Tenzo as he leapt from construct to construct. His red eyes sprawled in that Mangekyou pattern; it was eternal, as marked by the little black engravings on the corners of his red eyes.
"Hold the fort for me." Kakashi winked, as he launched off the construct with terrifying force, nearly breaking it apart, a sonic boom echoing through the forest as he charged towards Madara.
Madara instantly sent a fireball after him, but Kakashi already had his water jutsu ready.
Mist formed as Kakashi approached closer; narrowing his eyes as he felt Madara switch with one of his clones. He branded the Hiraishin nonetheless, and a quick kick later, the clone dissipated. "All this time I've been fighting a shadow clone?"
"No, he switched at the last moment, we need to go to the outposts."
Shisui was concerned as sonic booms rattled all around the village.
It was also concerning that there was a lockdown order issued; orders of this magnitude were only in place when there was another village attacking Konoha.
It was the most concerning that a man in the orange mask, Tobi, as he later learned on the mission to Ame, was carrying a redheaded prisoner who was in the straitjacket, Nagato, the youth with the Rinnegan, out of the prison, where he was supposed to be.
However, his plans to dash after the pair were quelled by the Hokage himself giving chase. Instead, his attention was captured by a snarky, teenager voice.
"Normally, I'd ask you to join the cult of Jashin, but I think you're too soft-hearted for that." Shisui turned around boredly, seeing a youth with silver hair lighter than Kakashi-sama's, an elegant, fashionable dress with a fur jacket and denim jeans.
However, what was most concerning was the huge red sword he had on him. "Cult of Jashin? Is Jashin some manga? Is that what the youth are into these days? And by the way, there's a lockdown order, kid. Go back to your parents." Shisui said.
"Hmm, I don't think so." Shisui barely caught the blade as it fell on him; the force breaking the footpath beneath him. Shisui's sharingan automatically switched on as they battled through the Konoha streets. This kid definitetly had chakra.
"What do you mean, I'm too soft-hearted?" Shisui asked. "My partners told me to watch out for you, but I don't believe you'd ever heart a soul." Another swing of the large blade had Shisui shunshin to another roof. "Partners? Was this kid with Akatsuki? Only one way to find out.
"Kotoamatsukami." Shisui said, bracing for the burn.
It brought him to his knees as blood trickled out of his eyes; and Shisui barely managed to not let out a pained scream. He found the kid kneeling for him. "Who are you with?"
"Akatsuki."
"Who is your leader?"
"Tobi-sama."
"Who is Tobi-sama?"
"Tobi-sama is Tobi-sama."
"What are your plans?"
"Attack Konoha through the outposts."
"Where is your team?"
"Outpost 2."
As Shisui quickly killed him, Hidan smiled. He was prepared for this jutsu by Tobi-sama, the answers to Shisui's questions engraved in his mind. Shisui would directly fall into the hands of his fellow agents.
Immortality was certainly a nice little quirk to have.
"Ah, so you've finally arrived." came an imperious voice.
That imperious voice came from Uchiha Madara; all in his Uchiha glory; fire all around the area, burning the outpost towers that were still standing.
He looked down from his place in the sky at three people, just in front of the main gates, the trio standing in front of a large collection of shinobi.
Namikaze Minato, the Yellow Flash.
Uchiha Obito, student of the Hokage.
Hatake Kakashi, the Silver Fang.
"Whatever plans you had for conquering Konoha is out the window, Madara." Minato said calmly, fire raging in his blue ocean eyes. "I don't think so. You gathered all of your forces here at the main gates, but neglected to see what's going on in your own backyard.
"What is he talking about?" Obito said, the first one to panic as always.
Minato closed his eyes; seeing what his clones were seeing throughout the village.
He tightened his fist. "Orochimaru's launched giant snake constructs into the village, but Sandaime-sama and the Uchihas are all over him. We need to focus on Madara." He turned back to the rows of shinobi before him. "Go back into the village, they need your help."
The shinobi quickly dispersed, Asuma and Ebisu handling their departure from the main gates.
"Aw, think the you three can take on me alone?" Madara said boredly, still a good distance from the trio.
"You mean the four of us?" came a more feminine voice, but it held no ounce of fear or desperation. Nohara Rin came to stand next to them, her jonin vest strapped to her body, her byakugou glistening in the evening setting sun.
"Senju Tsunade's disciple, aren't you?" Madara boomed, walking closer to them.
"Rin, are you crazy?" Kakashi said, turning on her, his eyes wide. Obito put on a hand on his shoulder. "She can take it. Trust her."
"As wonderful as it is, I don't have time for teen drama. Now, are we going to get this started, or not?"
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Chapter 21: Fight for Konoha-2
Summary:
Title
And I think the matchup between EMS Madara (No Juubi/SO6P/Hashirama Cells) vs War arc Kakashi with Hiraishin, minus the sharingan which bogged down Kakashi anyway. Remember that this is still a Kakashi-centered Fic, and will focus on his combat only.
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Chapter Text
Kakashi heaved as he dodged the blow of Madara, remembering Minato's words.
Just moments prior, Minato had called them to discuss tactics.
Kakashi remembered at how he flared up at Rin for coming with them. However, Minato and Obito were perfectly confident in her abilities to survive, and Kakashi was pacified for the time being. The other plan, though..."We don't know what his powers are." Kakashi had said.
"There's only one way to find out, isn't there?" Obito responded, cracking his knuckles. "No, Obito." Minato whispered, and Rin suddenly nodded, understanding Minato's thoughts. "Obito, Kakashi's the only one who can fight him hand-to-hand, fist-to-fist. You can't use your Mangekyou unless absolutely necessary."
"But this is a do-or-die situation! I should-" "Obito, we cannot take any risks. The longer you're in your Kamui dimension, the worse your vision gets." Minato replied tiredly; Kakashi silent as he drew out a plan of attack. "Find out what his sharingan does, Kakashi."
Kakashi nodded, one hand already on his tanto.
Kakashi teleported back to the present as he and Madara charged at each other. They locked eyes, Kakashi preparing himself from any ocular genjutsu. It never came, as they both were flung away from the impact of their elbow; which rattled the trees surrounding them.
Madara was easily the best opponent he'd ever fought against; outclassing even Fugaku and Minato. He had this psychotic smile about him as they tore down the battlefield and the surrounding trees with sonic booms as they lunged at each other.
It was a classic heavyweight fight between two powerful shinobi; taijutsu first, then ninjutsu second.
Kakashi's water dragon met Madara's fireball; as Kakashi's Mud wall deflected Madara's Phoenix flames. Kakashi decided this was the right time to use his Hiraishin, as Madara started his next series of hand seals.
Madara anticipated it, however.
The first crushing blow of the fight was dealt as Madara whipped around incomprehensibly fast and kneed Kakashi's rips; breaking three. Kakashi fell back with a groan, but didn't face a total loss as he managed to cut Madara on his cheek, leaving a nasty gash.
Kakashi used his Hiraishin again and again, determined to see how Madara could anticipate him. He used his usual tactic of rapidly replacing himself with substitutions and shadow clones; and as half of the forests of Konoha were in flames by Madara's hands, he finally found out how.
No matter how fast the movement, Madara could anticipate anything and anyone within a certain range of him.
Fuck.
That meant he had to use Taijutsu on Madara. Kakashi sighed, going at it with full force; fists of lightning meeting fists of fire.
Madara's ribs broken by Kakashi, Madara breaking his knee in return.
They were exchanging fractured body parts like it was a gift ceremony.
Madara's knee for Kakashi's elbow.
Madara's elbow for Kakashi's skull.
Madara's skull for Kakashi's shin.
Madara's shin for Kakashi's wrist.
Kakashi staggered back, seeing double and blinking hazily as he struggled to maintain his consciousness. He had no choice. He had to fight. He pushed all of his chakra into his wailing bloodstreams as he and Madara sluggishly fought each other; no sharingan, no ninjutsu; just plain bar brawling.
Madara's sharingan was eternal; an undeniable advantage as Kakashi lost the bar brawl, being flung away, hitting a rock formation, making Kakashi cough blood.
His first two inner gates opened subconsciously.
Fuck. No.
He fell to the ground, as Madara crawled towards him.
Fuck. No. No way.
Madara stood up with great effort, withdrawing a large scythe.
Fuck. He had to.
This was how he died, huh? Protecting his friends? No, he wasn't going to justify what was he about to do. He wasn't going to act like it was for a noble cause. He was doing what his father did. He took after his father in a lot of ways, after all.
He was going to abandon his friends instead of pursuing the mission.
Kakashi knew about the eight inner gates. He knew what happened to Maito Dai, how Gai cried in his arms long after his father's death. But a genin killing most of the seven swordsmen of the mist, kage level opponents? There had to be something special about the eight gates.
As Kakashi's mind began to gravitate towards this solution, he opened his fifth gate as Madara brought down his scythe.
It broke on impact, Kakashi's skin not allowing the scythe to cut through him like butter as it normally would. Madara's bloodshot eyes widened.
"Fool. You won't do it." Madara weakly said, leaning on the handle of the broken scythe. Kakashi chuckled as best he could in his injured state, as another two gates opened, his body pulsing with energy. "You've not been fighting me with full power. You've got shadow clones all over Konoha distracting my teammates. You've got henges and genjutsus all over the place. However, the thing is, I've not been fighting at full power either. So you'd better gear up, or you'd be drawing your last breath."
Madara realized this as well, as Kakashi heard poofing noises all over the battlefield, sensing Madara's chakra return.
"I like you, Hatake. Given me the best fight since Hashirama." Madara whispered weakly, withdrawing a sword. Kakashi cracked his neck as his body glew red as the final inner gate was opened. The aura surrounding him was not a cloak of chakra.
It was his own life force.
His own blood.
This was going to be his last dance.
He deigned one last took to his teammates.
To Obito; his pretty, perfectly symmetrical model face which seemed like it was cut out of stone as it was scrunched up in concentration; his beautifully agile body curving and dipping as he manueuvered around the battlefield like a knife through butter.
To Rin; her beautiful brown hair parting her face like heavenly curtains; the purple clan marks accenting her pretty features as her petite but powerful body tore through the enemy shinobi like it was nothing; her hair flowing, shimmering in the setting sun like an artist's paintings.
He looked back towards Madara, who charged at him with a fury of a thousand suns. Kakashi gritted his teeth, making his decision.
What followed was Madara activating his Susano'o; Kakashi powering through it's defenses as sticking his hand through Madara's chest. Madara weakly gasped, falling to the ground; his Susano'o crumbling around him; flaking away like leaves on a windy day.
Kakashi looked down at his hands and body; red streaks cloaked him. He reminded himself that it wasn't his chakra or his armor; it was his own blood. As the adrenalin subsided and he began to lose consciousness, he deigned one last look to the Konoha sunset as he heard two faint voices.
"Kakashi!"
"KAKASHI-KUN!"
Hatake Kakashi opened his eyes as anyone would after a long nap.
He groaned, as he tried to sit up.
"You've finally made it, huh? About time."
Kakashi whipped his head around to see the Second Hokage, Senju Tobirama striding over to him; his hardened face highlighted by red streaks that stretched across his cheeks; clothed in navy-blue robes. Kakashi looked down at himself and noticed the same.
He gulped.
"Yeah. Guess my luck ran out." Kakashi said, looking around. He was in a house of sorts; but looking out of the window, he found a purple sky; stretching with yellow stars. He narrowed his eyes, looking to Tobirama. He noticed the badge on the robes; a series of patterned squares.
The Hatake Clan Badge.
"So the rumors were true, huh? I'm descended from you." Kakashi said, standing up. Tobirama nodded, leading him outside.
Kakashi drew a breath as he realized where he was standing. This was the original Hatake Grounds; as marked by the swathes of silver-haired children running around; marked by the women who were chopping up vegetables on the clan courtyard; marked by the men who were striking practice dummies in the garden area.
The Hatake clan was traditional at it's core; defined roles held for each member.
"All of these people are..." "Yeah. Dead." Tobirama said soberly. "I owe you an explanation. The Clan texts you have are vastly inadequate in their explanations for our origin." Tobirama said, gesturing him to sit down.
Kakashi nodded, the pair drawing deep breaths as Tobirama began.
"The Hatake Clan of Konohagakure was founded by me and my wife, Ootsotsuki Aiko." Tobirama said, dropping the first bomb of the conversation. "Ootsutsuki!? Like Hagoromo Ootsutsuki, the Sage of Six Paths?" Kakashi hysterically asked, Tobirama nodding. "In my defense, she didn't look that old. Anyway, obviously, we had a child. The first Hatake, Hatake Hajime." Kakashi nodded, prompting him to continue. "I couldn't allow the village to discover my affair with Aiko, since I was betrothed to the daughter of the Raikage. So I manufactured papers and counterfeited my way into proving that Hajime was a stray child, and the village allowed him in. Mainly because he had chakra and could use lightning like water.
So the village didn't notice my little manipulations and gave him a huge plot of land close to the walls; so he could be on high alert, as well as giving him six civilian wives to produce heirs. After the first two shinobi world war, however, the Hatake clan was in decline. All of his heirs died in battle. At the end of all of that mess, only Hatake Sakumo remained. You're his son." Tobirama concluded.
Kakashi's eyes were blown wide. He stared at his hands. "I had Ootsutsuki and Senju blood..." Kakashi said. Tobirama chuckled. "Have."
"What?"
"You have Ootsutsuki and Senju blood. Not had."
"What do you mean, I'm dead, arent I-oh."
"Yes. It's pretty weird to have blood of both of the most powerful clans in history and not have some nice quirks to go with it, you know." Tobirama said. Kakashi raised his eyebrows. "You're in limbo. This is the Hatake Pure Lands. The kekkei genkai of the Hatake Clan is the most powerful in existence.
We conquered death, Kakashi. We can choose whether we want to die or not. Back then, it was a very difficult time and the Hatake you see here have already made their decision to move on. You see, this power is like a gift and a curse. It places an enormous load on your shoulders. An enormous sense of responsibility. Very few can shoulder it, and most break after a certain point."
Kakashi eagerly listened, his heart rate picking up, but he had a lingering question. "Why haven't I been here before?" Kakashi said. Tobirama nodded. "Because up until now, you weren't prepared to die. Your kekkei genkai activated every single time you were supposed to. Think about it. Your perpetually chakra-exhausted, you have little to no body heat because you're constantly bleeding and your senses are constantly being overloaded 24/7." Tobirama narrated.
"But now, you were prepared. Prepared to die. Prepared to sacrifice yourself for the sake of your comrades. But our kekkei genkai prevents that. Now, Kakashi. After all this. What do you think the Hatake Clan is all about? What is the purpose of our clan? What are we?" Tobirama asked.
"Warriors." Kakashi spoke.
"Wrong."
"Konoha-nin."
"Wrong."
"Guards."
"Jesus, you became a jonin at twelve. You're this dumb? Wrong. Last guess."
"Noblemen?" Kakashi said uncertainly.
"Wrong. Kakashi, we're survivors." Tobirama said. Kakashi's eyebrows shot up. "We're survivors. Our duty is to survive. When everyone else bites the dust for Konoha, our responsibility as bestowed by our kekkei genkai is to grit our teeth and survive. Not many have persisted. But, you. You have to."
Kakashi nodded, a lump forming in his throat as he slowly comprehended all of this new information.
After a while, Kakashi spoke again tearily. "Can I see my father before I go?" "No, kid, sorry. You need to die for that." "Then why do I get to see you?" "Because I fucked the daughter of the mother of all chakra, Kakashi. Now, the Nohara Girl is trying to revive you. I trust you know that you can never say this information to anyone else, and also that no one including the Yamanaka has access to this memory. Now, run along and pretend you got healed by her."
Kakashi got up, determinedly nodding. "How do I get back?" "Simple. Just believe that you can. Now, Kakashi. One last thing." Tobirama said, staring straight into Kakashi's eyes.
"Survive."
Kakashi slowly blinked his eyes opened.
He faced a sensory overload; similar to how he would be resuscitated after chakra exhaustion.
He first smelt the sweet strawberry and honey mixed with the salt of Rin's scent and her tears as she softly cried. He felt her chakra course through him. Next, he smelt the chocolate and spices of Obito, who was kneeling beside him, one hand on his thigh, the other clutching the ground for support.
Next was Minato's scent of chamomile tea; another scent of panic overriding it. Then, all the horrible scents of blood, sweat and other battlefield smells wafted their way into his nose, and he coughed, barely managing to rest the urge to vomit.
Before that, he could feel what was happening. Rin sobbing beside him as she tried to heal him. "Kakashi, Kakashi, Kakashi-kun, please, please..." She begged. Obito was crying far more hoarsely, wet, dirty tears dripping to the ground. Minato knelt near his foot, mouth twisted in sadness.
After his little coughing fit, gasps were elicited from his teammates.
He remembered what Tobirama had said to him. Make it look like Rin had healed him.
"Rin..." Was his first word, spoken brokenly as he sat up, rubbing his hair. "Kakashi?" Obito said hoarsely. "Maa, I just took a nap." Kakashi said, dusting his shoulders off.
He was tackled to the ground by Obito. "Y-You BAKA! BAKASHI! You say you want to love me, yet you fucking open the eight fucking inner gates of hell and you try and fucking kill yourself!? What the fuck? You fucking scared me, you fucking idiot! BAKA! I thought you were dead, I thought you left us-left me-Bakashi, don't you ever do that again! I'll fucking kill you if you do!" Obito ranted, chest heaving above Kakashi.
Minato and Rin were shocked; watching Obito's passionate display. Minato especially gasped. "Obito, what-"
Kakashi sheepishly smiled. "Maa, we've changed." He dragged Obito down for a crushing kiss for emphasis, prompting more gasps from Minato and Rin.
He survived.
Notes:
the writing seems a bit rushed, because it is more than a bit rushed. Anyway, what are your thoughts? What happened to Shisui and Itachi? What happened to Orochimaru and Hiruzen? All coming in the next chapter.
Chapter 22: Conclusions
Summary:
We find out what happens to Shisui and Itachi. Obito, Rin and Kakashi smut follows.
The real conclusions will come in the next installment of this series.
Remember this Kakashi-centric, thats why all other characters are written so half-assadley.
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Chapter Text
Itachi sighed as he witnessed Kakashi stabbing through Madara's chest with his bare hands.
His plan worked for the most part, but he didn't have a contingency for the absolute wildcard that was Kakashi.
Two years ago, he had found an old, frail Madara Uchiha whilst in a reconaiisance mission for the war effort. He pledged his allegiance to Madara's cause; the great Uchiha not knowing that Itachi was in fact a double agent, and would turn on him when the time was right. Itachi was supposed to heal Madara if he died by using the Rinne Rebirth from Nagato, but Itachi knew where his loyalties lied.
His eyes activated as a kunai whizzed past him.
"You're lucky I didn't hit you, bastard." came the raspy, hoarse voice of one Orochimaru. His hands were limp beside him; his mouth full of blood as he walked in a half-limping state towards Itachi. "You know what happened? You would know if you fucking fought with me, bastard." Orochimaru said, sitting down painfully.
"Fucking Hiruzen Sarutobi used the Reaper Death Seal on me. Instead of him dying in return, Tsunade was there to fucking heal him with her fucking slugs. Now, both of my arms are gone." Orochimaru narrated, coughing blood. "That is a problem." Itachi said, slipping on the Tobi mask.
"Wait." Orochimaru said. Itachi barely caught the swing made by Orochimaru, who held a kunai in his mouth. "You think I didn't notice?" Orochimaru spoke clearly even though there was a kunai in his mouth. Itachi was deeply chakra-exhausted, running around the battle-field and using his eyes to help Hidan, Kakazu and the others to avert Kotoamatsukami.
They sluggishly fought, the chakra exhausted, barely functioning Itachi versus the crippled, snake-mouth, bloodied Orochimaru.
A third equally impoverished person joined them, blood puring down his eyes and nose. He gasped at the sight of the two fighting.
This was Shisui Uchiha.
Shisui could not decipher why Tobi was fighting against his own organization member. He didn't know what side to pick. Itachi, however, knew what he had to do and cast aside his mask, revealing his angled face, illiciting another gasp from Shisui.
"I-Itachi?" Shisui asked uncertainly. His eyes told him it was not a genjutsu. This was truly his closest friend; his confidente, his comrade. His crush. The one whose face he wanted to see for the rest of his life; the one whose expressions and visage was permanently in Shisui's eyes.
"Help." Itachi gasped as he got bit by Orochimaru's venom. He fell back, knowing this was the last stand.
Shisui was too shocked and two wounded to react.
Itachi knew what he had to do, as Orochimaru used the last of his chakra and kenjutsu to lob Itachi's head clean off, prompting a blood-curdling scream from Shisui.
"I-Izanagi."
"Bastard." Orochimaru spat in response as Itachi stood once again; crows whirling around him; one red eye whirling into white; the other glowing eerily. Shisui was crawling towards him; and Itachi saw how much damage he faced from Hidan, Kakuzu and Zetsu. Because of me. You thought you could stop this without sacrifice.
Itachi placed his hands on Orochimaru's head.
"Izanami."
Itachi fell back as Orochimaru hit the ground, loosing consciousness; eyes closed.
"NO!" Shisui yelped, mustering the strength to shunshin near Itachi. "Ita-no, no, why-"
Itachi dragged Shisui down for a kiss.
"I'm sorry."
"You scared us. Scared me." Came the hoarse voice of Obito.
Kakashi heaved a few sighs from his position on the bed; both of his hands cuffed to the bed poles; his defined muscles straining, highlighting every dip and curve.
He could get out of it if he wanted to, but both Obito and Rin were extremely sure he wasn't.
They were right.
"I'm sorry." Kakashi creaked out. He truly was. He wasn't going to make snarky remarks nor pass any comments. He was just going to take what was going to be given to him. God, if it didnt turn him on. "You're going to be good for us." Came the saccharine-sweet tone of Rin, who slowly crawled her way up his body.
She tied a blindfold around his eyes, prompting a small gasp from him.
However, Kakashi thought he would be forced to not-watch Rin and Obito fucking; but Rin just continued her movements, the honeyed scent of her cunt wafting in front of his nose. Kakashi let out a small gasp of surprise, tongue eagerly darting up into Rin's heat.
The soft sounds of pleasure that made it's way into his ear was muffled by Rin draping her thighs above his hears and pressing her pelvic area into Kakashi's face. Obito let out a needy "Fuck." Kakashi being a shinobi could hold his breath for as long as needed, and that perk came in handy now.
"God, I need, Rin-" Obito said, and even through the overwhelming scent of Rin's heat, Kakashi could hear and smell Obito's erection springing free from his pants. "Wait, nnnnn-fuckkkk-for your turn, sshhhiiiit, shit, gooddd, kammiii, fukckkkk, ahhnnnn-'Bito-hhhnnn-"
Kakashi wanted to laugh but remembered the promise he had made to himself, and tried not to jump when something hard and hot brushed against his pelvic area, rutting against his abs. Obito's groans soon filled the room, but Rin's breathy pants and moans still made up the largest sounds.
Kakashi could feel himself hardening, and their erections rubbed together as Kakashi was running short of breath as Rin rode his face with reckless abandon. Kakashi knew his jaw would soon dislocate at this rate; and Rin didn't know how much orgasms she had.
Both could practically touch Obito's impatience at this point, so Rin came one last time as Obito gently lifted her off Kakashi; the silver-haired man's face drenching with Rin's juices, who laid draped over Kakashi's thighs as Obito made the same trip over.
He removed the blindfold for a second, and Kakashi could see what was going on; Obito's hard, angry red dick was in front of his face. However, his expression mirrored that of an anxious girl asking her parents for a gift. Kakashi barely resisted the urge to laugh.
"I can take it, Obito, fuck my mouth as hard as you want." Kakashi said, preparing himself.
Although Obito's cock was noticeably shorter, it was thicker than Kakashi's, and Kakashi knew his throat was going to be bruised and his jaw was going to be broken. However, what was it that set Kakashi apart from his peers in terms of physical prowess?
Sure, he was tall for a shinobi at 6"5 (the tallest besides Ibiki, who was an absolute unit of a human being), he was clumsy and lazy. Those were his defining features.
The answer was his pain tolerance.
Kakashi mastered the art of stoicism and carrying on. He did not have the gift of Minato's hiraishin, Obito's kamui or Hiruzen's seals. Everytime he was captured, he was tortured relentlessly for days on end before his captors gave up. Not once did a sound escape his mouth.
He could bare what Obito was going to do to him.
Obito started out by strong thrusts into Kakashi's mouth and then picked up the pace before he was just straight hammering his pelvic area into Kakashi's mouth; Kakashi's head slamming the back of the pillow he was propped up on again and again.
He barely managed to mask the sound of his jaw breaking with his fuuinjutsu.
Kakashi laughed in his mind at just how sexually inexperienced Obito was. He clearly didn't know the physical or mental limits of a human being in the throes of passion, and Kakashi hoped to god that he never find a civillian lay.
Kakashi healed the bruises on his throat as they formed as Obito entered his mouth again and again. Obito's knees were weakening as his thrusts faltered, before he spilled into Kakashi's mouth. Obito collapsed beside Kakashi in his bed.
Rin watched the whole exchange with wide eyes, and Kakashi was too focused on masking his pain to notice Rin's pretty mouth on the head of his cock. He let out a broken groan at the sight.
After Obito recovered ( and coincidentally Kakashi's face and throat were healed) was the time when Rin swung a leg over Kakashi's hips, the swollen head of Kakashi's cock rubbing against Rin's cunt. "You can only cum when I say so, alright?" Rin said, voice low.
"Ok." Kakashi bit out, but Rin delivered a sharp jab to his liver, prompting Kakashi to gasp out in pain. "Yes, ma'am." Kakashi amended, and Rin managed to look smug even though she had to sink down onto Kakashi with Obito's help.
Obito had put an ungodly amount of lube on his cock, and Kakashi navigated through his mind, which was clogged with feelings of arousal and pleasure, to speak. "Dont...worry 'bout me, 'Bito. Go as hard and fast as you want."
Obito nodded eagerly, and thrust into Kakashi, before groaning low in his throat and thrusting harder, mirroring what he did to Kakashi's mouth.
Like in both instances, it was fucking painfull.
Kakashi raised no noise of protest whatsoever, clearing his mind of all pain and focusing on the feeling that Rin was giving him. He knew he'd have to remind Obito sooner than later to tell him that this wasn't the way to fuck a guy but pushed it into the back of his mind, letting Obito take his pleasure.
The two people fucking him came down from their highs; their mind dizzy with pleasure as Rin barely managed to send a shadow clone to untie Kakashi's hands and legs from the bed.
He thought he'd be jealous, watching Obito and Rin kiss over his spent cock. He thought he'd never fulfill what Obito was able to provide to Rin. He thought that he was too different from Rin to ever appease to Obito. He thought that he'd die using the eight gates. But looking down at these two wonderful shinobi, who have managed to pin him down and fuck him like no one else ever has-
-all he feels is love.
Notes:
So, there you have it! We're finally done! Let me know your thoughts about the overall story. Sit tight for the next installment. Thanks to all of my readers and reviewers for sticking with me and my random ass update schedule. See ya next time!
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