74Kakashi absentmindedly thumbed through the ever-growing tower of documents sat on his desk. Try as he might he couldn't concentrate on anything other than the small, yet significant note he had passed to Obito earlier that day at Ichiraku Ramen. It had been a serious gamble and he had no idea how Obito would respond to the letter. Even with the reciprocated kiss he still couldn't read him at all. The only truth that Kakashi knew was that he couldn't be without Obito. Not again. He was the only piece of the past he had left and he held him dear. As Hokage he would do anything in his power to make sure than no harm came to his teammate; his friend. However, as Hokage, he had serious responsibilities to the people he protected – and those documents were a constant reminder that he was slipping behind a little.
"You've been a little strange since your earlier rendezvous. Are you unwell?"
Kakashi looked up only to be met with Shiho's frown.
"I'm fine." Kakashi gave his signature smile, brushing her off somewhat.
"Hm.. I'm surprised that you're still here after dusk. It's pleasing to see some dedication at long last!" Shiho looked back towards her own towering pile of documents.
It was true - there hadn't been a day past his inauguration that he had spent a minute longer than necessary in the office. It was no surprise then to see that Shiho, so often being the one to pick up his slack would have noticed. It was not like Kakashi to allow himself to be so easily read. He had spent all afternoon considering what scenario he would be met with once he returned to his apartment: would he walk through the door to Obito eagerly awaiting him to confess his love? He could hardly stifle a laugh, more than likely he would be greeted by Obito's ferocious Katon. What if Obito wasn't even at the apartment? Kakashi's interest could have been the catalyst that resulted in Obito being pushed over the edge. He may have even left the village. How would Kakashi deal with the one ninja that every village wanted dead becoming a missing-nin again? Especially because of his troublesome feelings. Balancing his interest in Obito and the admirable position of Hokage would be difficult, not to mention tiresome. Though he'd never wanted to become Hokage anyway, the position had been thrust upon him due to Danzo usurping the Hidden Leaf and then became permanent at Tsunade's retirement.
He noticed Shiho standing at the doorway to his office.
"Well, I'll be going now. Do your best Kakashi!" Shiho bowed and left at once.
Kakashi Hatake; The Sixth Hokage of the Hidden Leaf was not scared of anything. No matter the situation he remained perfectly composed. Unless it involved Obito Uchiha.
Kakashi reluctantly made his way out onto the empty village street. The moon light and the dim flicker of the occasional streetlight his only companion. The one benefit to his late departure from the office was that it allowed him to have a peaceful walk home. The majority of the Leaf had long gone to sleep and the only chakra he could sense was the occasional ninja making their way through the village and the few ANBU that had been requested to keep an eye on Obito prior to his inauguration. The silence was pleasant, and in stark contrast to the hubbub of the street merchants and children that littered the streets in the daytime.
He sat down on a bench, rested his head on the armrest and nonchalantly observed the moon: one of the few constants that he had had throughout his life. He wondered if that were the same for his teammate.
"Obito.."
Obito had given his life for the successful implementation of the Infinite Tsukiyomi - A dream world where everyone could vicariously live out their wildest fantasies. Had that really been what Obito really wanted or was that the voice of Madara? Kakashi still couldn't be sure. Since their return to the village they hadn't discussed the details of the way bar Obito's participation. Kakashi closed his eyes and wondered what he would have seen if he too was put under the genjutsu.
"Kakashi you are definitely the son of the Hidden Leaf's White Fang. I'm proud of you."
"Dad?" Kakashi rubbed his eyes but the figure that knelt before him was that of Sakumo Hatake: his father.
"Yes Kakashi?" Sakumo ran his fingers through Kakashi's hair playfully.
"I love you, Dad." Kakashi embraced his father relishing in the moment as he processed what period of time he was dreaming.
"I love you too, son." He heard Sakumo chuckle. "However you are going to be late. You should have left to meet up with Minato and your teammates a-while ago."
Kakashi nodded and turned to leave their family home. It was just as he had remembered it. His eyes tried to soak in all of his surroundings. He didn't want to ever forget this image. Outside the younger town was bustling. He made his way to the Third Training Ground to be met by the familiar face of both Rin and Minato-sensei.
"KAKASHI!" Rin waved him over to where both Minato and she were standing.
'Rin..' His stomach knotted as the feeling of guilt overwhelmed his senses. He had killed her after all.
"I can't believe I beat you here today! Did you sleep in? That's SO unlike you."
Kakashi lent against a post and folded his arms. What could he say to her? Sorry I couldn't save Obito, sorry for killing you and for letting Minato-sensei die. The guilt wracked Kakashi to his core.
"Oh well. You still managed to beat Obito! I am sure he wouldn't let you forget it if you lost to him." Rin winked.
"O-Obito is coming too?" Kakashi straightened himself up.
"Uh, yes, of course?" Rin tilted her head and raised an eyebrow at him.
Kakashi looked towards the entrance of the training ground. He wondered what he should say to Obito. He could feel butterflies build up in his stomach and turned away. He didn't know how he should act around his old team. He had grown after all. This tough persona was no longer with him today.
"Rin! Sorry I'm late. I found a lost dog and had to find its owner!"
Kakashi instantly recognised that breathless, hurried voice as belonging to the Obito of the past. He felt a chill go up his spine and he took a deep breath himself before turning around to face him. Obito instantly scowled at him. Even in his dreams Obito despised him, but it was an accurate depiction nonetheless. Kakashi's stomach dropped – a mixture of guilt and shame at what Obito had become in the future, and his role in that. He had been such an innocent and friendly child, unlike your stereotypical Uchiha clan member. His transformation into a S-Rank missing-nin that instigated the Fourth Great Ninja War and nearly brought the ninja world to its knees was almost incredulous to him.
"Hey stupid Kakashi." Obito childishly stuck his tongue out.
"Hey be nice! We're a team remember!" Rin shook her head.
"Well now that we are all here I have some bad news and some good news. What do you want to hear first?" Minato asked, looking around his squad.
"The bad news!" Obito and Rin spoke up at the same time resulting in the Uchiha turning a deep shade of crimson. Obito's hopeless crush on Rin used to frustrate Kakashi beyond belief as it distracted the Uchiha from their mission which was always the priority. However now it frustrated him for a totally different reason – jealousy.
"Our mission to Kannabi Bridge has been cancelled. It looks like the Hidden Leaf ninja already placed in that area finished the mission without our assistance. I'm sorry Kakashi. It was to be your first mission as a jonin, but there will be more."
Kakashi's eyes widened; if that was the bad news than he couldn't wait to hear the good news. Remaining somewhat true to form, he shrugged indifferently.
"The good news is that Kushina has prepared a lunch for us to share; as a team!" Minato beckoned to the two boys.
Kakashi watched as Obito and Rin ran over to the picnic basket that was previously hidden behind a shuriken practice post and started setting the meal out. It wasn't until they started eating that Kakashi awkwardly sat down and joined them, unaware of how to act.
"Here Kakashi. I made this one for you." Rin blushed as she passed him the bowl. Kakashi couldn't help but feel Obito's stare burn into him. He decided to take the chance and say something he had had regretted not saying ever since the Kannabi Bridge mission.
"Hey Obito, listen. I'm sorry if I've hurt your feelings." Kakashi mumbled.
Obito's eyes widened in a mixture of shock and surprise.
"My eternal rival is sleeping on the streets now?"
Kakashi groaned and reluctantly opened his eyes. Being brought back to reality was cruel.
"What are you doing out at this hour of the night? If you don't sleep properly, our rivalry will not continue to be a fair fight! I will not beat you due to lack of sleep!" Guy's tone was much too energetic for this time of night.
"I got lost on the path of life.." Kakashi smiled nervously as repeated his signature excuse.
"Is Obito still causing you trouble?" Guy enquired.
"Hm. You could say that."
Kakashi stood up and smoothed out his cloak.
"I better get going now." Kakashi aimed the statement at himself.
"Remember, Kakashi. He owes you, not the other way around."
Kakashi gave a half-hearted wave as he walked towards his apartment. He pondered what Guy had meant for a moment, and then dismissed it. He had spent longer imagining his alternate past than he expected, partly because it was way too easy to get lost in a perfect world. His mind ran back to the way Obito had looked at Rin.
Am I really that jealous?
He made his way up the stairs and unlocked the door to his apartment. He reluctantly pushed open the door.
"Oooh! Hokage-saaaaaama!"
Kakashi was met by Obito who sat on the kitchen bench; an empty sake bottle lay beside him. His flushed cheeks; further proof that he had spent the evening drinking.
"I thought you didn't drink?" Kakashi raised an eyebrow. He would be lying to himself if he said he didn't find Obito's initial formality arousing – the first time being Hokage had been useful in that regard. He realised he'd begun to view Obito differently over the last few days – even if just noticing how baggy his clothes were.
"I spend so much time in this apartment 'Kashi and I've never seen you drink it! Obito folded his arms. An unnecessary protest.
"'Kashi?" Kakashi busied himself with the removal of his cloak and settled down on the couch, opening a well-worn copy of Icha Icha and pretending to read it. He had wanted to see Obito's barriers come down, but the unpredictable Uchiha was now even less predictable and Kakashi felt truly out of his comfort zone. Wacky, zany.. and yet still not completely relaxed.
"What 'Kashi? You don't like that name. I suppose I can call you… Hokage instead!" Obito nodded to himself.
"Suit yourself, genin."
Before Kakashi had a chance to react Obito had flung himself off of the table and stumbled down beside Kakashi on the floor, his legs folded under his body and his head propped up by his hands. Kakashi could feel his boozy breath as he observed him. He was thankful for the mask and attempted to continue to read the pages ignoring the Uchiha dressed in little more than his thin underclothes.
"You must have read that one a million times over, pervert Kakashi." Obito rolled his eyes.
Kakashi peered over to where Obito had been, and saw an earlier copy of Icha Icha close to the empty bottle. The book was face down, its pages spread in a manner that indicated that Obito had been reading it and had found a section he liked. He chuckled inwardly.
"An accurate statement, Obito."
"Why?"
"To escape reality."
"To escape reality huh..?" Obito let the question trail off.
Kakashi let his novel fall over his face as he thought about what he wanted to say next.
"Obito. The Infinite Tsukiyomi. Your ideals. None of that was inherently wrong, I mean, wouldn't everyone choose to live in a perfect world if it were possible? I have spent most of my life trying to escape reality by throwing myself into risky missions, battles where I believed that I would be killed... Even down to these novels and eventually Team 7. I thought that if I could protect Team 7 I could atone for not being able to protect my team; our team. But I was wrong. Now I'm the Hokage and I feel like I am aimlessly stumbling along an empty path to nowhere. I am nothing. I have nothing. At least, I have nothing without you, Obito."
Kakashi watched Obito as he slowly processed this new information.
"'Kashi, I need to ask you something important!" Obito frowned.
Kakashi nodded.
"What does your face look like under your mask?" Obito blushed, half serious, half terrified.
"What?" Kakashi sat up and shook his head. "What an odd question at a time like this? And after everything I just said as well!"
"Show me." Obito pressed.
"There is no one alive who has seen me without this mask. Although you did see it at the Memorial Stone that time..." Kakashi trailed off.
"…I don't have eyes in my mouth, idiot." Obito murmured.
"Shame." Kakashi teased.
"Show me again!"
"Like I said, nobody alive has seen my face…"
"So, you'll admit your feelings towards me but you won't even show me your face! What kind of logic is that, stupid Kakashi!"
Kakashi watched Obito from the corner of his eye, face full of a pout. At least Kakashi knew that Obito had read his note. Who was he kidding? Of course he read the note. There was no way he would be drinking otherwise. This was good progress. An angered Obito would surely not be drunk.
"What if someone is looking through the window? You know you have near constant ANBU surveillance." Kakashi sighed.
Obito childishly poked out his tongue and touched Kakashi's shoulder, but before Kakashi had time to relish in the touch his stomach began to churn as the apartment swirled around him. Once he opened he had to smile. Ingenious.
Using Kamui? Sly.
"No one will see you here." Obito smirked.
Kakashi stood up and lent against the closest bleak grey pillar. Obito had beaten him and he'd let him have this one. But he wouldn't let him win the war. His fingers lingered on the corners of his mask before he slowly pulled it down to reveal a face that rarely saw the light of day. He felt exposed - it was such a trivial thing to feel that way about but after spending most of his life with this one secret, it felt strange to have it taken away.
"Wow Hokage! You really are human after all!"
Kakashi's fingers instinctively went to pull the mask back up.
"Leave it off." Obito moved in front of Kakashi now. His powerful chakra rushing over Kakashi's body instantly arousing him. He awkwardly stumbled back as the flushed Obito studied his exposed face and then turned away. He could feel himself stiffen and didn't want to go too far. No matter how turned on he was, Obito was still drunk.
He felt Obito's rough hand grab his face and pull it back towards his. His lips were met by Obito's, hungry and passionate. Kakashi pulled Obito's warm body into his own, hands finding their way under his shirt and up his muscular back, causing the Uchiha to let out a small uncontrollable moan. Kakashi sunk his fingers into the other man's hips catching him by surprise as he was lifted and swung around before Kakashi sat him on the pillar. Kakashi roughly grabbed the bottom of his shirt and started to take it off.
"S-stop.." Obito stammered breathlessly.
Kakashi frowned but obeyed the request. Maybe he had taken things too far.
"It's just.. You know, I'm not all me. Not all human. Half of my body was destroyed. I don't look like other people.."
"Obito you idiot. I saw you during the war. I know what you look like."
"It's different now." Obito's eyebrows furrowed.
"It's not different. Trust me."
Kakashi was met with only passive resistance as he slid the thin shirt off of his body before racing to take off his own. The feeling of their bare skin touching was enough to made Kakashi instantly harden. He bucked into the Uchiha as his fingers explored every inch of his body slowly, making his way down from his navel to the elastic of his pants, toying with it.
"Don't stop 'Kashi.." Obito breathed.
He needily spread his legs for Kakashi, who then forced his hand into Obito's pants and began to stroke his hardening member. The fact Obito had relented and gave himself willingly to Kakashi thrilled him in ways he'd not felt. Truly, Kakashi knew how it felt to be alive again.
Kakashi kissed down his neck and found his way to his erect nipple, circling it with the tip of his tongue before blowing cool air over it, sending a shiver down the Uchiha's spine as he continued to pick up the pace stroking Obito's cock. He began to gradually kiss Obito lower down his bodyline, until his mouth reached his waist. He began to pull his pants down around his ankles, leaving him fully exposed. Seeing Obito's cock hard for him sent a thrill through Kakashi's own.
"I need you Obito." He muttered as he lent down and began to teasingly caress his inner thigh with his mouth, panting breathlessly. Passion and lust had taken over.
He slowly and deliberately made his way to his cock, savouring the taste as he licked the precum off of Obito's tip. It resulted in him bucking uncontrollably into Kakashi's eager, willing, warm mouth. Kakashi let Obito set the pace as he began to deep-throat him.
"This is soo good 'Kashi…" Obito whispered breathlessly.
Kakashi could only respond in grunts, and by grabbing Obito's balls and caressing them as his tongue explored the hot length inside his mouth.
"I want more.. Kakashi.. I want you."
Kakashi reluctantly stood up and looked at his breathless teammate. Kakashi had spent his whole life as a ninja of the Hidden Leaf, and therefore had had many missions where recon and infiltration led him to have sex with the enemy for intelligence purposes. It wasn't to say that he never had sex for pleasure either - he'd just had no need for frivolous relationships. Obito, on the other hand had led an opposite life as a missing-nin. Kakashi had no idea of what that entailed, and even in his mind's eye couldn't imagine it.
"Obito, have you ever had sex?" Kakashi questioned nonchalantly.
"Does it matter?" Obito pulled at Kakashi's pants.
"Honestly, yes…" Kakashi sighed.
"Why?" Obito growled.
"I'm not fucking you whilst you're drunk.." Kakashi answered, perhaps a little too bluntly.
"But Kakashi, I like you! Please fuck me! Do it!" Obito sounded desperate.
"If you wake up and still say that to me I will satisfy any desire you may have." Kakashi bit his lip. In all honesty, it took a lot of self-restraint to not give in and have his way with his teammate but not like this. He didn't know if he'd be able to look him in the eye afterwards.
"Fuck me or I will leave this dimension without you." Obito grovelled.
"Then you'll wake up in bed alone.." Kakashi winked, playfully.
"You can't leave me like this stupid Kakashi. It's rude!" Obito replied.
Kakashi grabbed his cock and started to pump him slowly at first but quickly getting up to a pace that left Obito breathless.
"I never said I was finished with you, Obito." He murmured into his ear. "Let me tell you about all of the things I will do to you when we wake up..". He felt Obito's facial muscles tense – he was sure he'd broken out into the dirtiest grin.
"..You're a pervert." Obito replied as he eagerly bucked into Kakashi's grasp.
"And yet you aren't stopping me.." Kakashi teased.
Kakashi felt Obito's cock tense, as his moans began to grow louder and more uncontrolled. He was grateful to Obito for the privacy of the Kamui dimension, they had somewhere away from prying eyes and loose lips. Teeth clenched, and breathing heavy, Kakashi knew he had reached Obito's point of no return. Before long, Obito came. Several pumps of creamy white cum spurted out powerfully across Kakashi's hand and chest, as Obito collapsed somewhat with the release. Kakashi stared at his sticky hand with a sense of satisfaction, but before he had time to relish in the aftermath Obito had transported them back to the apartment.
"Back to the apartment so soon?" Kakashi steadied himself as they materialised still in their state of undress.
"We can't clean up there." Obito replied matter-of-factly.
"True." Kakashi agreed.
"Well, you freshen up. I'm going to go to bed. Being Hokage means I have to be more sensible than this I suppose. Oh and Obito… You don't have to sleep on the couch tonight."
Kakashi turned from Obito before he saw his reaction and wandered to his room. He immediately stopped in his tracks as he noticed his room wasn't how he left it. As Hokage there was always a chance someone would try to find information in his house. Though Obito hadn't mentioned it, it might have been when they were out earlier today.
He sighed as he sat down on his bed. He frowned. The faint smell of Obito lingered on his sheets. An instantly recognisable odour – one that he had detected not more than a few minutes ago. Something very distinct indeed. Maybe he wouldn't have noticed it if he didn't just partake in sex with him. There was no mistaking it.
Who's the pervert now? Kakashi closed his eyes reliving the experience of before.