Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ If Only You Knew ❯ Knowing Your Place ( Chapter 15 )

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Chapter 14 Knowing Your Place

My breath caught as Sakura's question lay in the air for a long moment, unanswered, tension filling the area. I looked at Kakashi beseechingly, come on, I urged him with my eyes, come up with something.

Kakashi, seemingly unruffled quickly dispelled the inquiry with a smooth, "Sakura I was just going to fetch Naruto. After all, our mission is completed and we need to be getting home"

"Okay sensei." She beamed accepting his answer, probably figuring he had no reason to lie to her.

Thank the gods that Sakura is so simple, I let out the breath I had unconsciously been holding, that could have ended badly. As I turned to follow Kakashi toward the path that would lead us back to the village, a familiar dark glare met mine.

Sasuke.

I glared back at him, openly challenging him to dissuade the excuse Kakashi had given.

He backed down, though before doing so gave me an answer of his own, this isn't over, not by a long shot.

I rolled my eyes, thanks for the warning, bastard.

As we trudged along, Sakura kept chattering meaninglessly, while the rest of us maintained silence.

So the Uchiha brat is still attempting to claim you as his own, Kyuubi decided to suddenly strike out a conversation out of the blue, chuckling in its own sick little way, talk about not knowing when to give up.

I sighed, tell me about it. Suddenly I remembered something about the fight with Haku. Kyuubi wasn't Sasuke supposed to go insane or something once his sharingan was activated?

Kyuubi's former amusement fled at the reminder. Yes it was. It went silent for a moment. We may have a problem here I just suddenly realized something.

What?

The reason the brat has been so unstable lately just occurred to me. Remember when I cautioned you to be present once his sharingan was activated?

Realization hit me, oh shit.

My sentiments exactly.

What—my conversation with Kyuubi was cut off as I tripped gracelessly over a log that had evidently been directly in my path.

"Shit!" I exclaimed, if I hadn't been zoning out like Kakashi warned me this wouldn't have happened.

At my sound of discomfort everyone had stopped in their tracks and turned to observe me.

I arched my eyebrow inquiringly at all of them, including Kakashi, "there's nothing to see here people, carry on."

Sasuke just grunted and continued on, Sakura openly gawked at me, and Kakashi was covering his eyes with his hand, so I couldn't see the gleam of amusement.

Then a different kind of gleam altogether entered his eye, one that almost made me blush.

"Actually," Kakashi quipped, "I think this is as good a time as any to stop for the night."

No one made any move to disagree with him, especially not me, I had a conversation with Kyuubi to finish.

As we hustled and bustled about, preparing the campsite, Kakashi explained the sleeping arrangements, "Sasuke and Sakura since you seem to be so fond of each other you two can sleep in the same tent."

Sakura squealed in delight, evidently Sasuke's earlier cruel comment forgiven and forgotten at the chance to sleep at his feet, just like a good little dog, I mused.

Sasuke oddly enough, didn't protest at all, just nodded.

After dinner, Sakura took the first watch while the rest of us went to bed. I was just about to initiate a conversation with Kyuubi when Kakashi's hissed whisper interrupted me.

"Naruto."

"What?"

"I know you were talking with Kyuubi today." He paused as if waiting for me to act shocked or deny it.

"And?" I patiently waited for him to get to the point.

He sighed, "You have to stop doing that so obviously. What if you slip and the council or Hokage see you?"

At his words anger had first filled me but then I realized what emotion what fueling his caution. Worry.

I crawled my way over to his futon, my arms going around his neck. "Don't worry so much." I breathed into his ears, laughing when he shivered, "I won't get caught. I've been doing this for years."

He sat unmoving for a moment, "Yeah, I guess you're right." He eventually whispered back.

For a while we just stood there, holding each other, taking in the way the other breathed, simply enjoying the closeness that we shared, not knowing or caring about anything else that existed.

Eventually the physicality we also shared came into play and it seemed only natural for once in my life to initiate it, and so my mouth sought his instinctively. He responded immediately, his arms tightening around my waist, tongue parting my unresisting lips.

This kiss lacked the ferocity from former times, but filled me with just as much desire and need. Our tongues tangled with each other, our moans muffled by the other's mouth, so as not to alert the others.

His hands were not content to stay immobile for long and strayed down to the globes of my ass, massaging them through the cloth of my horribly colored pants, bringing my manhood into contact with his. We both sighed into each other's mouths at the pleasure derived from this action. Soon we both started grinding our hips against each other, no finesse in our actions, only one goal in mind: to achieve that pleasure and to reach it together.

"Kakashi!" I hissed into his mouth that wonderful haze of white taking over, sending me rocketing skyward. He wasn't far behind, biting my neck to keep from calling out my name.

As we both came out of our euphoria, panting the entire time I realized the time was approaching for Kakashi's watch.

"Kakashi, I think it's about time for your shift."

He cursed as he realized the hour. "Shit you're right." He admitted. Quickly he stood up, checked himself and then started to make his way out the tent.

"Kakashi." I said just before he raised the flap to leave, "aren't you forgetting something."

He turned around and looked at me, confusion lighting his eyes.

I laughed, it's not everyday you get to see a jounin confused.

I held up his mask, arching an eyebrow at him inquiringly.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, "oops," was all he said as he made his way over and took it from my open hand. Scrabbling his way out of the tent he hurriedly made his way over to his post.

I shook my head after him, wondering how someone so scatter-brained had ended up as one of the most elite of shinobi.

I hate to interrupt your lovey dovey sequence, Kyuubi broke in dryly, but we still need to discuss what we're going to do about that Uchiha pain in the ass.

I sighed, I know. Gods how I wish I never had to hear that bloody name again!

I know, brat, Kyuubi's voice was uncharacteristically sympathetic, but we can't just let this situation get out of hand. Unfortunately it's our responsibility.

Alright, first we need to analyze why he didn't go into a vegetative state. I thought about it for a long moment, my mind putting together theories that were quickly going nowhere. Finally a simple conclusion came to me.

Kyuubi is it possible that he has more youkai blood in him then we originally thought?

Hmmmm….that idea has merit, Kyuubi agreed, the question is how much more and how?

Well I wouldn't be able to explain how at the current moment, considering the limited information we have. The best thing to do for now would be to wait, I think.

Kyuubi sighed, I guess you're right, that's really all we can do until we get more information.

As I felt Kyuubi fade back into its niche, I thought more about this while situation. It really did bother me. Then a scary realization filled me. If Sasuke had more youkai blood in him that could make him more of a threat. Not to me, but Kakashi.

A growl tore itself out of my mouth at the thought and a primitive part of my brain screamed, "No one touches what's mine! No one!"

Quickly maintaining control I knew that from now on I would have to be even more careful around Sasuke and start guarding Kakashi diligently. There was no way I was going to let that little bastard threaten the first happiness I had ever known. No way. Although I had sworn to protect the youkai I would gladly break that vow if a certain Uchiha overstepped his bounds.

Game on bastard.