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Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Kishimoto-sama, not me.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
Author's Notes

- OH. MY. GODS. I'm ridiculously slow. I'm soooooooooooo sorry. I have already started on the next chapter, so barring anything bad happening - fingers crossed- it should be out sooner than later.

- Anon - Thanks so much!!! I'm glad you liked it! I try to be sensitive to the song's timing, but it's usually sacrificed to the story's flow; I'm glad I got it right on this one XD

Story Notes

- This occurs several months after the events of Tolerant Intolerance, perhaps a month or so after the events in Along the Way: CDs2. ( The Mizuki Box Incident)

- Again, you don't have to read TI or AtW, but things might make more sense if you do. And it would make me happy:)

Warnings: GENMA AND KAKASHI DISCUSSING SEXXX!!! , explicit sexual language and dialogue, coarse language, some malexmale sexual details, etc.

Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto. All Alone. belongs to Gorillaz.

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Show and Tell

Chapter 2: Dirty Talk

Kakashi watched in sated fascination as Iruka methodically licked his semen covered hand. It never ceased to amaze him how obsessed Iruka seemed to be with the taste of his own cum, the jounin having to forcefully take his licks when he could. Damnit! I wanna taste! He pulled his hand from his lover's and deliberately held the man in place while he indulged in the dolphin's essence, putting on a little show. The previous song faded into another hypnotic beat, the lyrics in some language the jounin did not immediately recognize.
Iruka moaned as he was denied his treat and wiggled in the strong embrace, his bare rear pressing against Kakashi's naked groin. The pink tongue darted out to snatch the last bit of cream from the other man's skin and Kakashi laughed.
" Greedy." The jounin caught Iruka's mouth in a rough kiss. With his hands now clean he gently tucked Iruka's softened flesh back into his tight pants and patted the spot once the zipper and buttons had been re-done. " Think we can- Whoa!"
The chuunin whipped around with lightning speed and pinned the elder shinobi to the carpeted wall, beautiful mouth firmly attached to Kakashi's neck. He could feel the sharp canines sinking into the flesh before a strong suction developed. " Ah, Iruka, are you- ughn- marking me?" The silver haired man received a growl in response. Iruka mouthed the spot just below the bottom line of his mask and Kakashi knew he was being marked for the world to see. And he was undeniably happy about it.
Iruka pulled away after a few more moan inducing moments and inspected his work. " Should last at least a couple of weeks. " The left canine was again exposed by a wide smirk. " And you can't hide it unless you wear one of your full cowls or a high neck. "
" Neither of which I'm wearing tonight. " Kakashi carefully rubbed the spot that was tingling just above his collarbone. He absolutely loved it when Iruka left love-bites on his pale skin; if he ever showed his forehead, he would have the chuunin put a hickey right smack in the middle of it for everyone's viewing pleasure. Gyah! , if he rolls his hips into me one more time..." Just like you planned, little minx."
Iruka reciprocated the gentle tucking in and zipping up. His low ponytail had grown disheveled during their tryst, pieces flying out at odd angles. The jounin tugged the elastic from the dark hair and finger combed the sweaty mass back into a neat style. A few locks escaped the band and framed the handsome face. Kakashi brushed one strand behind Iruka's ear, placing soft kisses along the horizontal scar. " We should get back before they come looking for us."
" I'm pretty sure Genma knows where we went and what we were doing. But Hinata is probably looking for me. " Iruka nibbled on the ear after he spoke into it.
At that moment a soft feminine voice stuttered over the speakers, overriding the loud music. " I-iruka-sensei! Y-y-you're needed in the DJ b-booth!"
Kakashi laughed. " Why did you start her off on such a huge party? And the jounin-chuunin party to boot." The silver haired man folded his hands over the caramel colored hips visible above his waistband. He reveled in the feeling of the soft skin and the tiny raised scars that weren't even seen in the low light. " Poor girl's face has been cherry red since the moment she walked through the door and saw Kotetsu slurping sake off of Izumo's bare chest. I'm surprised she's doing as well as she is. I'd have thought she would have fainted from the amount of debauchery before her innocent eyes. "
" Well, she's been around Kiba long enough to not be too shocked by anything. " Iruka reclaimed his glass from the shallow ledge and drained what was left. " Of course, she still isn't accustomed to seeing an entire warehouse filled with her former sensei and respected elders acting like the alcohol driven, hormone crazed loons that we really are." The chuunin made a few final adjustments to his clothes before turning towards the nook's opening. " And I forbade her to use Byakugan under any circumstances."
" Wise decision." Silver hair was swept back from the dripping face, scarf untied and used to remove some of the sweat. Even with his lightweight ' summertime' mask on, the jounin was ridiculously hot. How the hell can they stand it in here? I'm hot, sweaty, and exhausted; it's like being on a mission. Except for the alcohol.... which , in some cases, would still make it like a mission. He retied the black strip of cloth and pulled his mask back up. " But why throw her to the wolves on her first time? Putting her under the scrutiny of dozens of seasoned ravers?"
" Please, these people appreciate a good DJ, but they don't need one. " Iruka took Kakashi's hand and led him from their hiding place, back into the throngs of gyrating bodies. Iruka's voice rose in accordance with the music's volume. " They can dance to their heartbeats, and have, if there's nothing else playing. Perfect opportunity for popping her spin cherry. "
Kakashi shook his head, grin evident even beneath the mask. " It's hard to believe that you teach small children on a regular basis with that mouth of yours."
" Because of what I say with it or because of what I do with it?"
Both shinobi laughed and exchanged clothed kisses before Iruka headed in the direction of the equipment booth. Kakashi cast his glance up towards the raised open platform, edged on three sides by various stereo related stuff. He could see the pale eyed girl frantically looking out over the crowd, searching for her musical mentor. Hinata caught the jounin's gaze and Kakashi could see her cheeks turning crimson from across the room. He made an exaggerated wave and she shyly lifted a hand to wave back. Then Iruka's sweat darkened back ascended the five steps and Hinata began gesturing at the console in front of her.
An ice cold bottle of beer appeared in his direct line of sight and Kakashi accepted the beverage from Genma's heavily bejeweled hand. " The Hyuuga steal your boy?"
" Musical crisis. Where's your boy?"
" Dancing with Kurenai. I think Asuma's in the head." The tokujo walked towards the raised area opposite the sound booth, taking the five stairs in two strides, and flopped down at a table near the bar. The younger man followed in his combat booted footsteps.
Kakashi took the offered seat and looked out over the sea of dancing shinobi, quickly locating the older scarred brunette and the ruby eyed kunoichi in the middle of the main floor. Damn, the only thing that separates dancing from sex in here is the presence of a clothing barrier. Wonder if Asuma knows that Kurenai's back can bend that far? He casually pressed the bottle's mouth against his own and tilted the amber liquid through the thin mask and between his lips. Good stuff. Swallowing, Kakashi leaned back in his chair, idly studying the tokujo's silver covered hand. " Isn't Raidou wearing a bracelet like that? "
The jewelry in question was raised up for Kakashi's closer inspection. It was a slave bracelet with a wide silver spine running on the top of Genma's arm, six inches in length from his wrist. Along its sides were finely made chains of matching metal, holding the top piece firmly in place around his wrist. Similar chains flowed from the rectangle and linked into a silver oval that curved slightly over the natural shape of the back of his hand. More links ran from it and connected to a ring on Genma's middle finger. The Konoha Leaf was imprinted on the hand plate, ' Raidou's' was written in elegant kanji on the wrist plate. " Yeah, his says ' Genma's'. "
Kakashi nodded in appreciation. " Very nice. " I wonder if Iruka would like something like that?

" They were a first year anniversary present from Iruka. "

Then I guess that would be a 'Yes'.

" He must've saved up for months to pay for them. " Genma spoke with exasperated affection.
" I especially like the inscriptions."
" Yeah, " Genma pointed to the leaf and then the kanji. " , we belong to Konoha first, then to each other; A testament to shinobi partners. Iruka has a way with the little touches. " He took another swig of his clear drink, the condensation from his glass dripping onto the front of his dark printed T-shirt.
Fingers subconsciously tip toed over the mark Kakashi knew was gracing his neck, though he had yet to see it. " That he does. "
Of course, the tokujo noticed. Genma reached over and opened the other man's collar more in order to get a good look at the hickey. " I knew you had that well fucked look about you. "
" I believe 'Ruka looks more well fucked than I."
" Seriously? He passed up a chance to nail you in a public place? " Hazel eyes widened in genuine surprise and Kakashi was rather shocked by Genma's reaction. " Can your dick do tricks, or something? "
" What?!"
The older shinobi yanked at the loose hem of the younger man's shirt and oggled Kakashi's leather covered groin. " Are you hung like an elephant? Do you have a piercing? An elaborate tattoo? " Genma tilted his head in an effort to better see the vague outline in the dim light, then raised sincerest honey brown to irritated gray. " Does it talk?"
The invading hand was swatted away. Kakashi threw a disgruntled look towards his lover's best friend. " What the hell are you babbling about?"
" And how could you pass up a chance to get fucked by that golden god? "

Iruka fuck me? " Again, what the hell are you babbling about, Shiranui?" Kakashi set his mostly empty beer bottle onto the rickety wooden table, lone gaze floating around the room, looking for Iruka. He spotted the brunette just as he left the bottom step of the DJ platform, right before he was swallowed up by the crowd. While the jounin's outer appearance remained cool and aloof, his inner thoughts were riotous. What's he talking about? Iruka's a bottom boy, never given me any other ( shoving his cock into my mouth) inclination. Why would he want to screw me ( jacking me off from behind) in a club? Genma's just ( tying me to the bed, his fingers deep inside me) drunk. Kakashi shook his head at the contradictory memories interrupting his monologue, ears picking up the lyrics of the new song being mixed into the previous one. The new beat wasn't as frantic, encouraging only light bouncing and hip rolling, as opposed to the earlier manic gyrations. It actually seemed to increase the amount of pseudo-sex on the dance floor.
// Bounce-wiggle -bounce- wiggle, shaking all them things out...

Chemical cutthroats, 'bout to blow the brain out...//
Genma raised both eyebrows, his mouth a little 'O' of surprise. " Are you telling me that Iruka hasn't bottomed you?"
" Not that it's any of your business, but no. He hasn't "
The tokujo pulled an expression that Kakashi had only seen on Naruto's face when one spoke disparagingly of ramen, the witness of utter blasphemy. Genma leaned forward and narrowed his eyes. " You mean to tell me, with a straight face, that you two have been smexing it up for nearly two years and you have not once been impaled on that luscious caramel colored cock?"
Kakashi made a mental note to get Genma and Jiraiya together for a brainstorming session; the sannin and the senbon sucker shared a very similar descriptive vocabulary. The Icha Icha those two could write... Focus, Hatake! You have to find out why Genma is so bent on this subject and how he knows about Iruka's luscious caramel colored cock! " Why is this such an issue with you?"
" Because Iruka hasn't had a one position relationship since Mizuki. " Genma explained, his last words slurring around the rim of his glass. He swallowed the chilled liquid and crunched, open mouthed, on a broken ice cube. " And the little traitor was the one who insisted on being pounded in the ass each night, not Iruka."
That took Kakashi by surprise. Not that he was under the delusion that Iruka hadn't , or couldn't, be seme, but that the possessive, controlling, abusive bastard Mizuki had allowed Iruka to take him on a consistent basis. And equally shocking, that Iruka had willingly taken the dominant role every time they copulated.
" Don't get me wrong, Iruka's a true hedonist at heart. If it feels good he'll do it, whether he's giving or receiving. He's been tied up, gagged, blindfolded-"
I just thought... well I guess I never really thought about it at all. I just assumed that Iruka liked being on the bottom because he never behaved any differently. 'Course, he's always been an aggressive bottom. But despite the chuunin's aggressiveness, Iruka would always stop when Kakashi made a decided push towards dominance. He never followed through after the jounin had him in whatever questionable position he had chosen for the situation. See, this is why I want to know more about hi- Kakashi stopped mid-thought, a sudden realization hitting him squarely. Genma knows about every single relationship Iruka's ever had and Genma has a big mouth.

" - Anko fucking him in the ass with a strap-on, Izumo liked 'Ruka to take him from behind without any prep, Bachiko was all about giving him cock worship-"
The gray eye slowly lolled to the side to focus on the attractive older man who was still rambling on about the dolphin's sexual exploits. I'm going to find out everything I need to know about Iruka's past relationships.

" - when he pulled out there was shit everywhere and his dick- You ever get shit on the tip of your dick? "
" Occasionally. Genma, tell me about Iruka when he was younger. " Kakashi answered the graphic question in his bored voice then blocked out the last sentence from the shinobi's mouth and forced the conversation in the preferred direction, waving and pointing between Genma and Aoba who was bartending five meters behind them; he finally got the shades wearing ninja to understand that he wanted drink refills for himself and his tablemate. This could be considered underhanded, but I just don't want to start a conversation only to have it end up a minefield of emotional trauma... After the Mizuki Box Incident, Kakashi had spent the following week walking on eggshells around Iruka, trying to keep from bringing up more unpleasant memories for the chuunin. Not that his lover had fallen into a depression, or anything. But the sable eyes had dimmed and the beautiful smile had taken on a sad quality during the ensuing discussion over the box's contents. Kakashi would do his damnedest to avoid a similar situation. Besides... Genma is a fuckin' fount of free information. I'd be a moron to pass up the opportunity. " I've heard a lot about his wild days, hanging out with you and Raidou. " He finished the last few swallows of beer and adjusted his mask. " Surely it's exaggeration. "
" Absolutely not." Genma shook his head, sweat soaked locks swinging, as well. " I took him under my wing when he was fifteen-years-old and by the time he was seventeen he'd nearly caught up with my numbers. Chibi was serious competition when we ran together. " The older shinobi smiled suggestively at the lovely young lady ( she was a chuunin, but Kakashi didn't know her name) who delivered their drinks to the table. A light ass pinch caused her to giggle and she bent down to allow Genma a peck on the cheek. Kakashi cast a glance towards Raidou who was still dancing with Kurenai, only now Asuma was with them and they were making a kunoichi sandwich. There was another ass molestation, then the scantily clad chuunin was gone and the conversation continued. " I mean, I'm sex on wheels, but that kid... he was sex on wheels with angel wings. If he chose to use those puppy dog eyes with that sinful pout, there was no way for me to win. "
" I believe it." Kakashi agreed, taking a swig of beer. He searched the dance floor again and found Iruka pressed against a shirtless Kiba, the duo near the edge of the main area. The Inuzuka was grinning wildly at his former sensei, hips grinding, hands too low to see, which told Kakashi that they were on the older man's ass. Iruka's hands were splayed on the teen's lower back, his own grin rivaling the other's aura of pure animalistic lust. That mouth, those eyes. He was only mildly disturbed by his lover's closeness to the younger man, knowing Kiba was touching the leather covered rump that he had been fucking only a short time ago. But he also knew that with every twitch of the dolphin's body, Iruka was feeling the anal plug press against his sweet spot and would be reminded of who put the sex toy inside him. Me, me, me.

" It was insane. He was so young, but he was going home with someone nearly every night, sometimes three or four different screws within a couple of hours of entering a club. " The clear liquid tilted one way then the other as Genma carelessly rolled his full glass. " The only nights he slept alone were the ones he spent on missions, and then only when absolutely necessary. As in, only when it meant compromising the team, the mission, or his own life. " He caught his husband's eye in the crowd and stuck his tongue out; the gesture wasn't quite as childish as Kakashi thought it should have been. "As you can imagine, he's very popular in all the countries, especially the hidden villages. No one appreciates a good fuck like a shinobi."
" I can see Iruka getting around, but not to that extent. "
" 'Kashi-kun, he's bedded every person in this room above the age of twenty."
" That's not possible." There's over a hundred people in here that would fit the age requirement. And they're all friends and colleagues. Surely Iruka wouldn't have casual flings with the entire missions desk roster.

" Okay, you're right. I forgot Asuma was here. He's the only person in here, of age, that Iruka hasn't nailed." Genma corrected himself, wiping some sweat from his forehead with the back of one hand. " And he's the only person to resist 'Ruka-chan's advances. It's never happened before or since. "
" How was Asuma able to do that?" Curiosity got the best of the jounin.
" He was too infatuated with Kurenai, even then. I guess Iruka was about sixteen at the time. He just moved on to the next person. " The senbon lover began bobbing his head to the music, as if he had just noticed the song playing. " The next person just happened to be Kurenai. That stuck in Asuma's craw for a while, I can tell ya. But other than him, Iruka's kissed, made-out, or just down right fucked hundreds of people in over eight countries and the best part is- Oh kami, I love this bit. "
Kakashi didn't respond, his attention once again focused on the dance floor. The entire room had dimmed, a few strobes sweeping over the crowd, distorting the moving bodies. Something landed in his eyelashes; something the same color as his hair only sparkly. It took him a moment to identify the piece of fluff as metallic confetti and that the stuff was falling in thick clouds from the ceiling. The entire warehouse had been struck by a snowstorm of silver glitter as the mezzo soprano filtered through the speakers. Genma's soft voice sang along, open hand covering his glass to ward off any unwanted flakes.
// Close your eyes and see, When there ain't no light...

All you'll ever be, Come and save the night...//
The epileptic bursts of white slowed the image to a seductive pace, matching the carefree notes of the female vocalist. He's stunning. Kakashi lifted his scarf just enough for Obito's sharingan to memorize the lines and shadows of Iruka's face, the way his smile emitted warmth even when frozen within the flashes of light. Absolutely stunning.

// Coz I don't leave...

When the morning comes it doesn't, Seem to say an awful lot to me...//

The words faded off into the next chord, another song that the jounin wasn't familiar with. As the lights returned to their normal dim, yet consistent, levels and the scarf was replaced over the ruby eye, Kakashi caught the young dog boy's sudden interest in Iruka's neck. Kiba leaned very close to the sensei, his face and wild hair blocking Kakashi's view of the beloved scar. When the teenager pulled back, words were exchanged and the two shinobi laughed. Kakashi watched as his lover's wide smile turned mischievous and Iruka pushed the younger man away. Kiba fell back a few steps, then rushed forward to pull his elder into a crushing hold. That was enough to keep Kakashi's attention, though his mind did not stop its processing of Genma's now one- sided conversation.
" I'm so glad it's Anko's favorite song, too. She's the one who rigged the glitter traps in the ceiling, great effect. But as I was saying... 'Ruka-chan's slept with nearly as many people as me, but no one's labeled him a slut, anywhere. And that's because he's so damn NICE. He knows the name of every single person he's ever had sexual contact with, even if it was just a kiss."
Kakashi continued to stare at the spectacle which was also beginning to gain an audience on the main floor. Dancers were making space, creating a circle around the pair, anticipating the obviously well known routine. Iruka and Kiba moved fluidly with the new music, never missing a beat. The sensei wrapped both arms around the younger chuunin, one hand gripping the spikes of dark hair, the other hand hooked into the back pocket of Kiba's worn ragged jeans. Their lips were mere centimeters apart.
" I was usually so smashed I couldn't remember my own name, much less some little tart I'd picked off the street the night before. That's where Iruka really got the one up on me. I'd screw 'em and leave 'em, and I created a lot of hard feelings along the way. 'Ruka-chan would sweet talk 'em and give 'em that big smile of his, bat those dark lashes and suddenly they were sending him on his way with a homemade pie and warm fuzzies. Every heartbreak turned into a friend for life. Fuckin' amazing." Genma prattled on, oblivious to Kakashi's partial attentiveness.
The Inuzuka moved both hands back to the black leather, grinding his hips into the other man's. He jerked suddenly, breaking free of the tanned hands and sending the sensei spinning around. Kiba snatched Iruka around the waist and pushed his groin into the older man's rear end, his splayed fingers holding the dolphin to him as they gyrated in unison. Iruka's head lolled on his neck to rest on the boy's shoulder, their heights nearly identical. The brunette was enjoying himself.
" And the chibi was even responsible enough to take notes!" Genma's voice broke through the intriguing haze that had enveloped Kakashi's mind. He kept his gray eye on his lover, but his ears perked up. " Again, I rarely even knew the bangtails' names, but Iruka... he kept a detailed list. Every casual screw, every mission related seduction, everything."
" A list of conquests?" Kakashi didn't think that sounded like Iruka at all. Surely Iruka didn't need notches in his bedpost to brag.

" Hell no! Iruka's never been like that. Actually, it was because of something stupid I did. " Genma was playing with the glitter that had landed on the table, pushing it into little piles with his fingertips before blowing them in Kakashi's direction. " I caught a VD the first year me and 'Ruka ran together. It wasn't anything serious, but it was highly contagious and the medics ordered me to bring in everyone I'd had ' intimate contact' with. As you can imagine, I nearly had a coronary trying to remember each and every one night stand, bathroom stall blow job and back alley fuck. After that little fiasco, Iruka kept scrolls with all his partners; names, dates, locations, protection or lack of, positions, fluids exchanged... he didn't miss a detail. Even kept scrolls on my screws, when I could remember to give him the info. "

So there's physical evidence of his liaisons. Kakashi was already plotting ways to find said scrolls as his eye absorbed the image of a smirking Iruka twisting like a snake in the dog boy's grasp and reversing their positions. The jounin's mind finally recognized some of the dolphin's moves; playful, aggressive, sexy as hell. They're fighting for dominance. Iruka did that to me last week, pushing me up against a wall, biting my neck. He smiled under the mask at the memory. Then I pinned him to the wall.
� His long term relationships are in there, too. Not that there were many of them. Me and Rai , Anko, Bachiko, Mizuki, Hayate... Hisaye. She was the last one before he started seeing you, almost four years before your first time together. � Genma�s lips blew silver sparkles into Kakashi�s lap.
Definitely have to get my hands on those scrolls. Maybe tomo- Did he just count himself and Raidou? Kiba rode the man's thrusts for several moments before yanking his former sensei into a low dip, Iruka depending on the teen's excellent sense of balance to keep from falling to the dingy floor. Swinging up, the young chuunin twirled the elder shinobi away from him, catching his hand to stop the rotation. He apparently meant to pull Iruka back into his hold, but the sensei exerted slightly more force and pulled Kiba into his own embrace. The broad figure gracefully manhandled the young man until he was trapped with his back pressed tightly to Iruka's front. Kiba seemed surprised, but happy, at the turn of events. Long brown arms folded over larger brown arms, tattooed cheek tilting to the side to expose Kiba's neck to the elder's mouth.
" I see he's found a new toy." Genma smirked at Kakashi's widened gaze. His elegant fingers lightly patted the jounin's tense arm, calming the sudden flux of jealousy induced chakra. " Don't worry. This happens nearly every time there are new chuunins. They don't know what they're getting into. "

Kiba�s little head dip was an action that was most definitely familiar to Kakashi. Ninken were no different from their domestic cousins and the jounin had seen the betas in his pack behave the same way in deference to the alpha males. It made sense to Kakashi that the Inuzuka would use the same physical gestures to show submission. The older brunette had a nose planted in the teen's hair, right behind his ear, teeth dangerously close to the slender throat. Iruka won dominance.

And suddenly Kakashi was just as curious as Genma. Why hasn�t Iruka fucked me? He obviously has a strong dominant streak in him. He�s kept most of his relationships on equal footing, except for maybe Mizuki. But he hasn�t made an overt move to top me in the entire time that we�ve been together, even though seeing him here and Genma's prattling has shown he can and does enjoy being the dominant partner. Why is that? Like any good shinobi, Kakashi was bothered by his intel not adding up.
� But if you really want to know about �Ruka-chan�s sexploits...� Genma�s fingers curled around the pale arm.
Kakashi stared as Iruka�s canines were exposed in the smoky light, hovering just above Kiba�s bared throat. The jounin waited breathlessly, waited for his lover to mark another man. Iruka rolled his hips and flinched, then an expression of pure pleasure washed over the sweaty face. He must�ve hit his prostrate with the plug. I�m soooo glad I put that there! Iruka�s eyes snapped upwards, locking with the steely gray. And as if he could hear his lover�s thoughts, a wide smile stretched the handsome features and Iruka gave his younger partner one final squeeze before swinging him into the waiting arms of a horribly drunken Ino. Iruka wiggled his way across the dance floor, casually plucking the cigarette from Asuma�s mouth as he passed and stole Raidou from the trio. Within seconds the two brunettes were mounting the stairs to the lounge area. Their hair, still full of glitter, shimmered in the colored lights.
� ...you should just ask him. Like this. � The tokujo finished his drink and bellowed above the music. � Hey, �Ruka-chan! Why haven�t you fucked �Kashi-kun yet?�
Kakashi froze and cast the most evil of all one eyed glares towards the senbon shinobi. He noticed Raidou shaking his head in a I-love-him-but-what-an-idiot fashion, as Iruka exhaled a long plume of smoke and passed the cigarette to Genma.
The dolphin shrugged and replied lightly. � Because he isn�t ready for it.� Iruka confiscated Kakashi�s beer and upended the bottle, draining the last malty drops. Sable eyes twinkled, but Kakashi could see an undefined hardness beneath the shine. " Come on, Hatake. Dance with me."

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