Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Kakashi My Koibito ❯ Chapter 1

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

I watched from the trees with a broken heart as Kakashi left once again. He never stayed in the village long. It seemed the second he got back, he was given a new assignment. I wished I could go with him, but I never passed at the Academy and was only a cook for the Ninja of the village. He didn't even know who I was. He thanked me all the time for the food I cooked, and that meant a lot to me, but so did many other Ninja. It was nothing to special on his end, but to me it was a proof that he knew I was there.

I watched him coming closer to the old bridge that goes across the river that I was hiding over. From here I saw him perfectly. I saw how his right eye was opened half-way as if he were fighting sleep, how his silvery white hair flowed in the wind, how his crooked headband covered his Sharingan in his left eye... I could even see the shape of his face under his turtleneck. He wasn't even that close yet, but my eyes were as sharp as a hawk's eyes.

I was going to miss him while he was gone. Sadly, each time he left I never knew if he would come back. It is a terrible feeling when you love someone as much as I love Kakashi and you never once said goodbye to him and you might not get the chance. I prayed he'd come back so that some day I might be able to.

He passed under me and slowly walked over the rotting bridge. It made an unhealthy creaking sound as if it were going to break under his weight. I gasped as he lost his footing and the bridge swayed from side to side, but thankfully he did not hear me over the terrible creaking. He made it to the other side safely and I let out a sigh of relief. Once he was out of eyesight I jumped down and stared down the road he took.

"Goodbye Kakashi-domo," I whispered, more to myself than anyone else.

For a week he was gone, and for a week I waited. On the seventh day I heard the Kage say that Kakashi should be done with his assignment and returning soon. I smiled and walked back to my kitchen so I could finish with my cooking.

When my day was done I returned to the tree I watched him leave from. Sadly, it had been raining earlier in the day so I could not get a good grip on my branch and my foot slipped out of the knothole. I felt myself fall onto the bridge, but then I felt the bridge finally give way beneath my feet. I grabbed onto the side rope as quick as I could with reflexes that any ninja should envy while the planks of the bridge all fell down to the raging river below. My heart was pounding in my throat, my breathing was quick and all I could hear was the river below me. I looked down in terror. If I were to let go, I'd fall a long way and possibly break something on those rocks and be forced downstream by that current from hell. I had never been so scared in my life. Before long my arms would surely become too weak to hold myself here. They were already going numb.

I don't know how long I hung there listening to the water below me, but I knew it was too long. My muscles had started tearing from the strain of holding myself up. I heard footsteps above me on the road.

"Help me!" I yelled up. "Please!"

I looked up to see who it was and saw my love against the sky. His right eye was open in a state of fear. It looked as if he would have kept going and fallen if I had not got his attention. He looked at me and tried to get his feet on both of the ropes that once held up the bridge without shaking them, because I was hanging on to one. Once he was able to stand on them, he started walking to my current position.

"I can't hang on much longer!"

"Hang on."

He leaned down and grabbed my wrists with surprisingly soft hands.

"Let go Kiari."

I did as I was told and released the rope, feeling relief in my stiff hands. He pulled me up as if I weighed nothing and held me like a child against his chest. I felt his heart beating just as fast as mine was. He jumped from the ropes to the other side of the bridge in one swift motion.

He sat me down and looked at me with his uncovered eye. Under his gaze I felt ten times weaker than I already was. I could hardly move.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes... I just... can't move very well."

"How long were you hanging like that?"

"It felt like an hour.... Thank you so much for saving me. I don't know how much longer I could've held on."

"Hey, it was nothing. Just glad you weren't hurt to bad. It would have been really nasty if you didn't hang on like you did. Let me see your arms."

I tried to reach my arms up to him, but they shook violently and I winced in pain. He held one in his hand and pushed the sleeve of my kimono higher so he could see my arm and shoulder. His eye held so much care and he was so gentle... If I were not in so much pain I'd swear I were in a dream.

"It looks like you may have torn a few muscles. Let's get you to the infirmary."

He helped me stand, but I became fuzzy headed and blacked out. When I had awoke again I had heat packs on my torn muscles and I was lying in the bed of the infirmary. Kakashi was standing beside my bed as if he were guarding me.

"Kakashi?"

He looked down at me and I could almost make out a smile under his turtleneck.

"We thought you might never wake up. You went through some ordeal. Mostly shock, but you should try to limit your activity with your arms as much as possible."

"Oh... Thank you again, but who is going to cook?"

"Someone else will cook for you until your arms are of full use again. So... what were you doing out by the bridge anyway?"

"N-nothing..."

I could tell he didn't believe me, but what was I going to say? "I was waiting for you to return my love"? No. I would scare him away. My heart soared that he scared so much to stick around and save my life. It was like a fantasy come true, only most fantasies don't involve the kind of pain I went through. With him by my side I barely felt it.

It took me a week to be able to move my arms properly again without pain. Kakashi helped me as much as he could without a question or demand. I even told him not to stick around and feel sorry for me, but he insisted. I felt so happy with his help. I couldn't help but wonder if he felt anything for me like what I felt for him.

The night I had full use of my arms for the first time, I attended a small campfire with the Genin, Chuunin and Jounin. There were drinks, snacks and dancing and some skill demonstrations, but my attention was not on any of those things. It was on Kakashi. I had gotten to know him so well and I had let him know even more about me. If anything, my love for him had deepened.

I did not feel like I was a part of this celebration, because I was no ninja like they were. Rather than be in the middle of all the activity, I held around the back away from everyone. At some point, Kakashi left his friends and came over to sit by me.

"Having fun Kiari?"

"Kinda."

"Then why are you back here and not in there? Usually those who are miserable don't participate."

"Kakashi-san I am no ninja. Everyone here is except me. I am having a good time, but I just don't belong."

"Of course you do. Just because you can't fight or take on missions doesn't mean you are not one of us. You provide us with something important to live. You are more important to Ninja than anyone gives you credit for."

I smiled at him, for the first time feeling like I really meant anything to him. It made me want to scream out with happiness.

"Thank you Kakashi-san."

"You're welcome."

I stared into his uncovered eye as he stared into mine. It felt as if he were staring right into my very soul and reading me like a book. I let him do it. There was no way that I could ever keep myself hidden from him again.

I am not sure who leaned closer to whom, but I know that I was able to lift my hands up and touch his face. My hands went up to his headband and pulled it up over his Sharingan so I could see into both of his eyes for once. My arms were suddenly covered in goose bumps as I traced an old scar down his face. When I reached the top of his turtle neck, I blinked and stopped what I was doing.

"Go ahead," he whispered to me.

I nodded once and slowly the rest of his face appeared before me and his turtleneck was in its proper place, his neck. I never knew how handsome he was underneath his makeshift mask, and I was not disappointed. In fact, he was more gorgeous than any of my fantasies.

I was tingling all over, knowing that his Sharingan was searching me and he was learning all of my secrets. Whatever I expected to happen, it most surely was not what did happen.

He closed the space between us and his warm soft lips pressed gently against my own. I closed my eyes and pressed back against him. His mouth did not move away from my own, but his lips were parting and I felt his tongue caress my lips. He tried to ease my own lips apart so he could enter and caress my tongue with his own. I offered no resistance and allowed him whatever he wanted. Our tongues clashed in a passionate battle and our breathing became deeper and more needy.

He pulled away from me with a smile.
"I always knew you were there Kiari-koi. And I looked forward to each day that you served me and that you would be there waiting for me when I returned from a mission, hiding in your tree thinking I did not know you were there."

I blushed but smiled all the same. He covered his face and Sharingan once more. Then it dawned on me that he just used the suffix "koi"... lover. He pulled me closer, into his lap and wrapped his arms around me, surrounding me in his warmth. If it were possible, I smiled even wider.

I heard his heart beating in the same rhythm as my own, felt the rise and fall of his chest as he took a breath.... it was the most wonderful feeling in the entire world. I never wanted the night to end and I could be here in his arms forever.

Once the celebration died down, he escorted me back to my cabin. I cannot remember a single night that I had such a hard time sleeping because of how happy I was. It was like I'd taken a drug that sent my heart soaring to the clouds and I couldn't bring it back down. I didn't want to. I was afraid that if I tried to ignore this feeling than I might not ever feel it again.

Needless to say, sleep eventually found me, but I still felt happier than I had in my entire life. Kakashi returned to teaching the younger Ninja for a while, as I was able to cook once again and did not need to have constant help. We saw each other every night and would spend hours talking, or kissing... whichever we happened to start doing. Occasionally, maybe once a week or so, he'd take me to other places to keep things romantic.

About a month into our relationship, on a particularly stormy night, I heard a knock on my door. I wrapped a robe around my nightclothes as I stood up to answer it. When I had the door opened, there stood Kakashi dripping wet from head to toe.

"Can I come in?"

"Yes of course. I don't think it would be good for you to come down with pneumonia. Get in here.”

He stepped inside.

“Thank you. My roof decided tonight was a good night to crack so... “

“It’s alright. Here, let me get you something warm to wear. I have a few things the villagers have given to me over the years that might fit you perfectly.”

“Thanks again.”

I saw him shivering as I searched for night clothing that would fit him. It took me next to no time to find a pair and I handed it to him.

“Here, change into these and we’ll hang yours near the fire to dry off.”

I could see his lips curl up into a smile.

“Thank you again.”

He went into my bathroom and changed. While I waited I put a little more wood in the fireplace to keep the fire strong. Once I’d done that I hung a string in front of the fire to hang his clothes on. He came out of the bathroom clad in the pajamas I got for him and his wet clothes on one arm. I giggled at how strange it was to see him out of his normal clothes. The thing that made it even more unusual was the fact that he kept his headband on to cover his Sharingan.
I took the clothes and hung them while he sat down on the mattress, which was on the floor in front of the fire. I turned to him with a smile.

“Is your roof really damaged? Or did you just want an excuse to come over?”

“Both.”

“Alright then.”

I sat beside him and he pulled me into an embrace and kissed the top of my head. I looked up at him and kissed his soft, blush colored lips. It wasn’t long before this simple act turned into a passionate make-out. Somehow, I'm unsure exactly when it happened; I ended up on my back with him hovering over me. He pulled away from my lips and stared down at me.

"Do you want to do this Kiari-koi? It's OK if you don't... I love you enough to wait as long as you want."

My stomach clenched. He wanted to... have sex? The idea of it made me tingle in places I had never felt before. I mean... sure I was very familiar with my body and had masturbated a few times, but I had never felt this aroused before. I knew I wanted it, and I wanted it with him.

“Kakashi-kun... I see no reason why I wouldn’t want to do this with you. I’d always hoped you’d be my first and now that the opportunity has presented itself, I plan on making my dream come true.”

He smiled.

“Very well then. I’ll be your magic genie and make all your wishes fulfilled, from this day until forever ends.”

I leaned up, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him long and deep. During the kiss, I played with the knot of his headband until I managed to untie it and removed it from his face. I wanted to see all of him. We pulled apart long enough for us to sit up and remove my robe. His lips became entangled with mine and his hands traveled up my thighs, to my stomach, over my breasts and to the top button of my pajamas. Slowly he managed to undo each button with one hand. He pulled my top open and revealed my breasts. His mouth left mine and started trailing down my neck, leaving no spot un-kissed, and then proceeded downwards once more to one breast. He took the nipple to his mouth and started suckling, kneading the other one with a free hand.

I moaned to these new feelings he was stirring inside me. I could feel my juices soaking my undergarments. He moved to the other breast and repeated what he’d done to the other. When he finished, we disposed of the top entirely and he laid me back down.

His hands traveled down the entire front of my exposed body and then to the top of my bottoms. I rose up to help him as he slid them off of me, my fluid soaked panties with them. He started coming back towards me, but I raised a hand to stop him.

“What is it?”

“I just think this isn’t entirely fair. Here I am exposed to you, but you are still covered. Take it all off.”

He grinned at me and complied with my request. He pulled his top up over his head, revealing a well-toned body that I’d only dreamt of. His arms were slender, but muscular, his abs were a solid six-pack, his pecks were well defined... there wasn’t a single flaw in his body. His pants came off next, allowing his engorged member to spring free. I smiled, seeing that he kept himself well groomed in that region. His white hair was only surrounding the base and his underside was free of hair. His member itself was.... a little large... well very large.

I swallowed hard, knowing that the first penetration would be a little painful. All the same, I wasn't going to let that stop this. I smiled at him.

"Perfect."

"So are you Kiari-koi."

He guided himself over me once more and we kissed long and deep. Our hands explored one another as we kissed. My fingers found their way to his rock hard shaft and grasped the throbbing flesh. I felt his breath shudder as I began to gently stroke the muscle.

He obviously assumed some sort of revenge on me by guiding his fingers to my vagina and fingering the inner lips, soaking my entire womanhood with my own fluids. In my sudden ecstasy I forgot all about his dick and moaned into the kiss.

His soaked fingers now moved to my clitoris and gently messaged the swollen organ, sending me into a spasm of untold feelings aroused by his very talented fingers. When his fingers left my clit, they did not disappoint me, for they now delve into my body and stroked my inner walls all around. I could no longer bear to keep kissing and instead started moaning and arching my back. As they dove deeper into my core I felt them run against my maidenhead. This would have to go soon, I knew it and so did he.

"It might hurt a little..."

"I know... just.... go slow."

He nodded and removed his fingers from my passage. I whined at the loss and yearned for them to return. However, something better was coming. I felt it poking at my entrance, but it wasn't entering just jet.

"You ready?"

"Kakashi-koi... I'll always be ready for you."

He smiled and slowly slid past my folds and into the whole. I gasped in a pleasured pain as my body stretched to adjust to his size. He had barely gotten the head in, but I was already feeling terribly stretched out. He was going so slow that the pain was minimal, but I would imagine that if he'd gone fast it would hurt worse. When it was about 1/4 of the way inside me, I felt it come to my barrier. I closed my eyes tight and hitched my breath as he pushed a little bit harder to get past my natural defenses. Before I knew it, I felt myself tear and give away and felt him going deeper into me. The puncturing brought tears to my eyes. He got all the way in and looked at me.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes... I'm fine."

He remained still for a moment, letting me adjust to the feeling of having his enormous cock inside of me. Once the pain subsided and I felt relaxed I grinned up at him.

"You gonna move or not?"

He smiled back at me and pulled himself out slowly and pushed back inside a little faster and little harder. The second he began I could no longer suppress the moans of pleasure. I could never ever fully describe the things I felt that night.
He didn’t go too fast, but he didn’t go too slow either. His rhythm was perfect and it wasn’t long before he was moaning with me. It was beautiful. Tears filled my eyes during our act of passion, but it was not of pain, it was of pure happiness.

After long minutes that seemed like hours of him pumping into me I tensed up and experienced the best orgasm I’d had in my young life. I never realized that an orgasm through intercourse could be so much better than when you do it yourself. I bit onto Kakashi’s shoulder as I rode out the waves of pleasure. He followed fast behind me, filling me up with his cum.

He pulled out of me and collapsed beside me, pulling me into a hug at the same time.

“I... I love you so much.”

“I love you too.... that was... incredible....”

Before I knew it I was fast asleep in his arms, happier than I ever could have imagined myself.