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midnightdiddleThe concert was so fun. Woot! I bought a Taking Back Sunday t-shirt. It's red, with penguins. In truth, I bought it just for the penguins. I love penguins. So very cute. I also bought a Jimmy Eat World/Taking Back Sunday poster, and I got a dual record, too.
I think it's on to the story, then.
Gai wiped the blood away from Iruka's mouth, eyebrows knitted up in a thick knot.
"Think I'm gonna die?"
Iruka's voice was flippant and Gai frowned when he heard it.
"If you died, then wouldn't your students be sad? You have to live, for your precious people. For Naruto, and the rest of Konoha." He flashed a smile then, big and white and sad. "I'll get you back to Konoha, Iruka-sensei," he said, giving the teacher a thumbs up sign. "I promise on my nice guy pose."
Iruka laughed, a small smile on his face, and when he coughed, Gai silently wiped away the blood.
!-!-! Two Months Before !-!-!
The sun was beating down, bright and hot, on Kakashi, and the dirt beneath his sandals was turning to choking dust with every step he took. The trenches were a deathtrap, but a tempting one. The mud walls offered a little shade, which was more than could be said about anything else in the war-riddled land they were in, full of broken rocks and dead trees. However, the dust collected in the holes, smothering everyone. The shinobi coughed where they crouched, wiping away sweat as it streaked dust-turned-mud down their faces. He trudged down a ramp, then turned, moving deeper into the labyrinth. He stopped at another turn, giving a polite chakra flare before he turned the corner, coming into a small dead-end.
"Kakashi," Iruka said, looking surprised. "What are you doing here?"
He gave a jaunty bow, then stepped closer. "Meet the new messanger boy. The chuunin were getting taken down, so I got the job."
"Yeah? Well, you're lucky you caught us. We're rotating back up to the front lines in a few hours."
"Your team looks smaller than before."
Iruka looked down at his pack, shoving a spare holster in with more force than necessary. "That's because it is."
!-!-! Present !-!-!
"He's dead."
"Kakashi?"
"Iruka's dead."
"Kakashi," Asuma repeated, catching the copy-nin's arm, "we don't have time for this. Sound's coming again, and you can't do this right now. Afterwards, you can go find Iruka."
Kakashi was shaking his head before Asuma even finished speaking, and he looked at the older man pityingly, speaking as though he were talking to a very slow child. "There's no way he could have lived," he said, hating himself for being able to see so clearly what was possible and what was not. Genius, his mind whispered, and he wanted to bash his head against a rock. "The mud was too heavy, he would have been crushed, and if he wasn't, then he asphyxiated." What an ugly word, his mind whispered again, asphyxiation. He'd tried to asphyxiate Iruka once before, by shoving his tongue down the teacher's throat. Mud had no right, to be there, covering the warm mouth that he, only he, had a right to cover.
"Kakashi," Asuma growled this time, "we don't have time."
"Don't need time," Kakashi growled back, pulling his arm free. "Don't you see? It's already over."
!-!-! Two Months Before !-!-!
Iruka was warm beneath his hands, warm and hard and strong. He'd been surprised the first time they'd kissed, when Iruka had grabbed Kakashi and lifted him up onto a counter. Now he was no longer surprised, when the chuunin would grab him and shove him into a wall, pushing him up by sheer force. Instead, he kissed back, nips and sucks, slick tongues and wet lips. He let his hands wander down Iruka's back, groping through the teacher's clothing, and he cursed whatever ancestor that had decided that clothing would be a good thing. One hand slipped in through the back of the pants, grabbing Iruka's ass, and the other slipped up under the pulled-askew shirt and vest, tracing unseen patterns on the hot skin.
"This is stupid," Iruka groaned against his neck. "We shouldn't do this. God, getting attached during a war. What if one of us dies? This is so stupid."
Kakashi tightened his hold on Iruka's ass when the younger man tried to step away, pulling him back. "It isn't stupid," he muttered, most of his attention on the fact that he wanted to get rid of the clothes, fast. When Iruka snorted disbelievingly, making the noise surprisingly lustworthy, Kakashi continued. "I'm a genius, I don't do stupid things."
Iruka laughed against his neck, then kisssed him again, hungrily.
!-!-! Present !-!-!
"I'm so stupid," Kakashi whispered, closing his eye for a moment. "I'm so fucking stupid."
And that's it for now. Yes, Kakashi's alive. But for how long? Dun dun dun! I'm not sure what the rating on this is going to be. Probably M, or R, depending on where it's being hosted, due mostly to violence and gore, and some language and adult content. Wow, I sound like a freakin' movie trailer. Now playing in a theatre near you!
And off to bed, before I write something I'll regret.
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fabledtruant and nezumiko
I think it's on to the story, then.
Gai wiped the blood away from Iruka's mouth, eyebrows knitted up in a thick knot.
"Think I'm gonna die?"
Iruka's voice was flippant and Gai frowned when he heard it.
"If you died, then wouldn't your students be sad? You have to live, for your precious people. For Naruto, and the rest of Konoha." He flashed a smile then, big and white and sad. "I'll get you back to Konoha, Iruka-sensei," he said, giving the teacher a thumbs up sign. "I promise on my nice guy pose."
Iruka laughed, a small smile on his face, and when he coughed, Gai silently wiped away the blood.
!-!-! Two Months Before !-!-!
The sun was beating down, bright and hot, on Kakashi, and the dirt beneath his sandals was turning to choking dust with every step he took. The trenches were a deathtrap, but a tempting one. The mud walls offered a little shade, which was more than could be said about anything else in the war-riddled land they were in, full of broken rocks and dead trees. However, the dust collected in the holes, smothering everyone. The shinobi coughed where they crouched, wiping away sweat as it streaked dust-turned-mud down their faces. He trudged down a ramp, then turned, moving deeper into the labyrinth. He stopped at another turn, giving a polite chakra flare before he turned the corner, coming into a small dead-end.
"Kakashi," Iruka said, looking surprised. "What are you doing here?"
He gave a jaunty bow, then stepped closer. "Meet the new messanger boy. The chuunin were getting taken down, so I got the job."
"Yeah? Well, you're lucky you caught us. We're rotating back up to the front lines in a few hours."
"Your team looks smaller than before."
Iruka looked down at his pack, shoving a spare holster in with more force than necessary. "That's because it is."
!-!-! Present !-!-!
"He's dead."
"Kakashi?"
"Iruka's dead."
"Kakashi," Asuma repeated, catching the copy-nin's arm, "we don't have time for this. Sound's coming again, and you can't do this right now. Afterwards, you can go find Iruka."
Kakashi was shaking his head before Asuma even finished speaking, and he looked at the older man pityingly, speaking as though he were talking to a very slow child. "There's no way he could have lived," he said, hating himself for being able to see so clearly what was possible and what was not. Genius, his mind whispered, and he wanted to bash his head against a rock. "The mud was too heavy, he would have been crushed, and if he wasn't, then he asphyxiated." What an ugly word, his mind whispered again, asphyxiation. He'd tried to asphyxiate Iruka once before, by shoving his tongue down the teacher's throat. Mud had no right, to be there, covering the warm mouth that he, only he, had a right to cover.
"Kakashi," Asuma growled this time, "we don't have time."
"Don't need time," Kakashi growled back, pulling his arm free. "Don't you see? It's already over."
!-!-! Two Months Before !-!-!
Iruka was warm beneath his hands, warm and hard and strong. He'd been surprised the first time they'd kissed, when Iruka had grabbed Kakashi and lifted him up onto a counter. Now he was no longer surprised, when the chuunin would grab him and shove him into a wall, pushing him up by sheer force. Instead, he kissed back, nips and sucks, slick tongues and wet lips. He let his hands wander down Iruka's back, groping through the teacher's clothing, and he cursed whatever ancestor that had decided that clothing would be a good thing. One hand slipped in through the back of the pants, grabbing Iruka's ass, and the other slipped up under the pulled-askew shirt and vest, tracing unseen patterns on the hot skin.
"This is stupid," Iruka groaned against his neck. "We shouldn't do this. God, getting attached during a war. What if one of us dies? This is so stupid."
Kakashi tightened his hold on Iruka's ass when the younger man tried to step away, pulling him back. "It isn't stupid," he muttered, most of his attention on the fact that he wanted to get rid of the clothes, fast. When Iruka snorted disbelievingly, making the noise surprisingly lustworthy, Kakashi continued. "I'm a genius, I don't do stupid things."
Iruka laughed against his neck, then kisssed him again, hungrily.
!-!-! Present !-!-!
"I'm so stupid," Kakashi whispered, closing his eye for a moment. "I'm so fucking stupid."
And that's it for now. Yes, Kakashi's alive. But for how long? Dun dun dun! I'm not sure what the rating on this is going to be. Probably M, or R, depending on where it's being hosted, due mostly to violence and gore, and some language and adult content. Wow, I sound like a freakin' movie trailer. Now playing in a theatre near you!
And off to bed, before I write something I'll regret.
*Edited for grammar fixes. Thank you,
fabledtruant and nezumiko
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Date: 2005-05-03 09:48 am (UTC)as for pt. 05, lovely! and not just for the adult content, though i liked that too.
a small grammar thing i think you may have forgotten, unless im reading this wrong. "and [if] he wasn't, then he asphyxiated"
i liked the connections you made with stupid, genius and asphyxiate, and how kakashi was being so analytical through his shock.
and if i were god, this would be a movie. but i'm not, so instead i'll just insert iruka and kakashi for weisz and law in enemy at the gates. the sex scene was...yum, cause they had to be so very quiet. *_*
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Date: 2005-05-03 05:51 pm (UTC)Thank you for the grammar. I'm so oblivious to errors. >_<
But I'm so glad you like it. Kakashi's so hard for me to write. Already, I'm thinking, "and back to Iruka," because I'm not obsessed. ^__^
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Date: 2005-05-03 07:56 pm (UTC)I liked it , really really reeeeeeeally liked it . :)
And all the other chapters . lol I'm gonna go add it to my " memories " thingy ... * runs off *
=3
And , hmm ... O___o;; I certainly hope this doesnt have a bad ending ? * waves fist threateningly ¬¬ =P *
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Date: 2005-05-03 09:23 pm (UTC)Oh, I finally wrote your AU highschool ficlet.
http://www.livejournal.com/users/midnightdiddle/19632.html#cutid1
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Date: 2005-05-04 07:56 pm (UTC)* shocked spechless *
5 min later ...
man ! GOTTA GO READ ! XDXDXD
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Date: 2005-05-03 11:18 pm (UTC)I'm gonna go dry my tears now. This story is absolutely your best so far. You are inspired. I even forgive you for killing Genma (in the 5th fucking paragraph!)
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Date: 2005-05-04 02:13 am (UTC)At least you've forgiven me. It makes me all happy and warm and squishy. Like a jellyfish. Because that's not awkward!
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Date: 2005-05-03 11:25 pm (UTC)*bounce* You wrote more! I love you!
Ahem.
Er...yes, that's right - I was going to say something coherent, wasn't I?
Ah yes, that last line just chimes so perfectly with the line in the flashback, it works /really/ well.
*grins inanely*
More!
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Date: 2005-05-04 02:16 am (UTC)And I'm glad you liked the last line. That's actually why I wrote the flashback. Or did I write the flashback first? Well, whichever.
^____^