Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Rebound ❯ Chapter 4~Major Mistakes! ( Chapter 4 )

Rebound

 

 

By Mija

 

 

Disclaimer~Nope still do NOT own any of the charactors of Naruto. All earlier warnings and disclaimers apply ty. And would just like everyone to know now, that this fic does not follow the series/manga/canon timeline ok? I mean I have read up to like most of the manga they have translated online already, just about two chapters short of catching up totally to what they have up. (WARNING SPOILER ALERT STOP HERE IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO KNOW)....ok now is it just me or does this new guy Sei or was it Sai? Anyhow does he not sort of remind you of Sasuke with short hair and older??? And the fact that he has to pretend to smile and have emotions?? anyhow just thought to ask if it was just me who had thought that..anyhow he has nothing to do with this fic. Anyhow again this does not follow the timeline persay ok? so please no comments on how it was so TWT ok? TY. BTW I thank you for the reviews I have gotten on this fic, it means much to me that it IS being read. Thank you!

 

 

Chapter 4~Major Mistakes!

 

 

 

~~~Oh God how could this have happened? Iruka thought miserably as he hid behind a doorway till Ebisu dissappeared out of sight. Iruka had been on a self destructive path lately that he was definitly making major mistakes in his life. Right now, the biggest one happened to be having slept with Ebisu a week ago after drinking waaaay to much at a teacher night out sort of thing at a local bar. Iruka was still not sure how it had happened really. He had been totally drunk, all he recalled was drinking and trying to act cheerful with the others as they drank cup after cup of Sake. Then he woke up with a major headache, cotton mouth and was totally naked with an equally naked Ebisu laying knocked out next to him. If Iruka had neededany more proof of having slept with the man, it had shown itself by the dried up cum stains on his stomache and thighs that itched like hell, and felt like dried glue upon his skin. Iruka had gotten up, put his clothes on as quietly as possible and crept out with out a sound or word before Ebisu had ever woken up. Iruka had been avoiding him ever since. Ok well ever since Ebisu had caught up with him the next day after the encounter and was determined to claim Iruka as HIS lover, claiming that there was some sort of chemistry between them and that they were destined to be one, and that Iruka could not fight destiny. Iruka had tried to let him down easily, really he did. But you know Ebisu. He was arrogant and concieted and frankly just way to thick headed. Iruka ended up yelling at the man and telling him that he wouldn't be in a relationship with him if he was the last man on earth, but his words had been much harsher to say the least. Surficite it to say, Ebisu was dense and was determined to prove Iruka wrong.

 

~~~Thus Iruka hiding from the man everytime he saw him coming anywhere near him. Not like Iruka had to hide really, but Iruka was just not in the mood to go another round of confrontations with the stubborn man. It was not that Ebisu was really so much as stubborn or determined, but he just could not phathom how Iruka could NOT reciprocate his feelings, after all, Ebisu considered himself a great catch and could not accept the fact the he was really NOT. Iruka could not stand the man much. Especially since said man did not hide his dislike for Naruto. And in Iruka's case, anyone who did not like his hearts son, was not worthy of his respect or consideration. But aside from all that Iruka's life was really on a downward spiral. Even before Genma and he had quit thier sexual encounters, it had started to go downhill. Iruka admitted to himself that on a certain level, he had truelly liked the man as friends, commrades and sexual partner. In fact Iruka feared he too had started to develop feelings for Genma before Genma had admitted his feelings for more with Iruka that night, Iruka had known that things with Genma were on a road to an end, before it had even actually ended. Iruka wanted to love, to be loved, but Iruka could not ket himself do that, he could not allow himself to care, to love, to be with someone who could wield the power to hurt him physically and mentally. He was just not strong enough to take that risk.

 

~~~Which had led to Iruka's current path of self destruction. Night after night, seeking some sort of comfort, yet no attatchements, Iruka often found himself in a private club called Stone Garden. It was a secret, but then not so secret place where men who were attracted to other men could go and have sexual relations with others who felt the same way. The club was discrete, and all that occured in there was kept in there. Most men who went there were only there for one thing and that was sex, a good fuck with no strings attached. Iruka could not count how many men he had slept with since Genma. He would drink, order a room for the night and find himself someone and they would screw each other senseless then never see each other again. Oh you would probably catch your one night lover there with someone else or something but Iruka made it a policy to never sleep with the same man twice. It was destructive really, and so not like him in alot of ways, yet so like him in many ways. But Iruka was growing tired of this scene. The sex was usually good, he had no complaints about that, sometimes it was gentle, sometimes rough and sometimes a bit kinky, Iruka liked to experiment and was usually ok with most things, but for some reason Iruka's heart was aching. He wanted more, yearned for more.

 

~~~Iruka was lonely, he was depressed, he was miserable. Logically his mind warned him that this was best. That attatchments only caused pain and hurt. But deep inside he yearned for the touch of someone who cared for him, who would make his stomache flutter, his heart race with excitement. Someone who would make him smile with just the thought of seeing him that day. He wanted love. He wanted the emotions of a true relationship. He wanted to feel all the emotions he once felt before Mitzuki had betrayed him. When he had been nieve and thought Mitzuki had loved him, when he had loved Mitzuki with all his heart and soul. But just thinking of Mitzuki also reminded him of how much it had hurt when Mitzuki had tried to kill him, when Mitzuki had betrayed him. It had almost killed Iruka both physically and emotionally and Iruka was too affraid to risk that sort of vunerablity again. Oh but the yearning for more was still there and it was driving Iruka mad with conflicting emotions.

 

 

~~~Iruka sighed. Here he was again. He had sworn he would not go back to the Stone Garden, that he was getting way out of control with the whole thing and becoming a real man whore, not that most men there WEREN'T, but Iruka felt a bit dirty, even if the thrill of it all, exciteded him on some perverse level. But he had wanted to stop, to take a break from his destructive mode. Guess that plan backfired big time huh? Once again Iruka sighed and took a sip of his Sake as he sat at the bar and didn't really look around as he and most of the others were want to do, after all, you didn't go to the Stone Garden to just DRINK. Iruka had been so absorbed in his thoughts he hadn't noticed someone sitting in the stool next to him till the man spoke and made Iruka jump slightly, bringing him out of his moody thoughts.

 

"Is the Sake that bad?" the man next to Iruka had said. Iruka looked at him and frowned. An Anbu. The fact that he was Anbu, the most elite of the elite ninja, the hunter nin, the trackers of Konoha and the most deadly men in all the Fire Country, was not what bothered Iruka. Iruka saw quite a few Anbu in the Stone Garden. Men like the Anbu either visited brothels, wether thier taste ran to women or men, or both. Being Anbu often meant solitude, loneliness, a life without love. It was hard to be a ninja period, but the worst were Anbu. No one knew who was or was not Anbu, only the Hokage knew who they were. Even other members of the Anbu, did not know the true identities of thier fellow members. It was a rule, and the way the Anbu worked. Leading such lives often left those poor men even more screwed up in the head than regular Ninja. They often sough relief and seeked out comfort anyway they could, most times with drink and with basic sexual release. Anbu never fell in love, it was an unspoken rule to themselves it seemed. They could never tell anyone that they were Anbu, not even loved ones. To live a life where you were more likely to die and never come back, or come back covered in anothers blood? No one wanted to subject thier loved ones to that, and most likely no one wanted to be the precios one of a man who could kill ruthlessly without emotion, or leave one day to never return and never know the true reason you left to begin with. It was a hard life for the Anbu, most were cold men, heartless, emotionless, and sometimes very cruel.

 

"Excuse me?" Iruka finally replied to the question the Anbu had posed, Iruka wasn't suprised to see that he still wore his mask and Anbu uniform. He had seen a few in the Stone Garden before and even dared to sleep with one once, Iruka did not feel like repeating that experience again. Iruka had liked it a bit rough but that Anbu had been just plain cruel and had hurt Iruka more than Iruka had cared to admit.

 

"I wondered if the Sake you were drinking was that bad, since it seems you sigh every time you take a sip." came the low husky voice of the man in the stool next to him. Iruka could not tell one single feature of the man behind the tiger mask. Even his head was covered with a hood to hide his hair color.

 

"No, there is nothing wrong with the sake." Iruka replied blandly, not really intrested in a conversation, and certainly not with an Anbu.

 

"Then why do you sigh?" the man asked and Iruka looked at him with another frown.

 

"That is really none of your business now is it?" came Iruka's cool response, one that could most likely get him hurt badly if not right out killed. Thats how good Anbu members were and they had really short fuses most of the times. But for some reason Iruka just did not care.

 

"No I suppose not." came the reply, he did not sound angry or dissappointed or anything. Iruka watched him take a sip of his own sake by barely pushing his mask up to uncover his mouth, but nothing more. Iruka had to admit, the man had a nice mouth, not that he was interested or anything.

 

"Well then...since you don't wish to talk...how bout we just get down to business then?" came the man's voice, all cool and calm as he sat the sake cup down and pulled the mask down and turned to Iruka. The place was dimly lit so even if Iruka had wanted to know, he couldn't even tell the color of the mans eyes, the only thing Iruka could tell about him was that his skin was paler than his own and he had nice lips and chin.

 

"What business do we have together? I do not even know who you are?" Iruka asked with narrowed eyes and a bit of confussion. Was this Anbu here to hurt him? Kill him?

 

"No one knows who the members of Anbu are." the man replied calmly.

 

"You still did not answer my question..what business could you and me have together?"

 

"What else?" came the flippant reply. Iruka was getting testy and was not in any mood to play games.

 

"I have no time to play guessing games with you or anyone else right now, either tell me what you want or leave me be." Iruka stated turning from the man and taking another sip of his sake. Iruka turned aruptly back when he heard the soft chuckling the man was emitting.

 

"What is so funny?" Iruka asked, a bit peeved to be laughed at.

 

"Why does anyone come here? To fuck. That is the business I wish to discuss with you what else?" came the mans response, as he took another sip of his sake.

 

"Im no whore to be bought and sold bastard." came Iruka's fierce angry retort. He had never been propositioned like this by anyone here, there had always been a mutual silent sort of agreement and no money ever changed hands, only the cost of a room and drinks were exchanged here.

 

"Never said you were....but don't act like you are not here seeking the same thing everyone else is either...a good fuck with no ties right?"

 

"It would be stupid to say no since you know what this place is...but I make the choice of who I wish to share my bed with."

 

"Never said you didn't...just letting you know that I am intrested."

 

"What if I am not?"

 

"Then you say no...and that is the end of it." This reply sort of threw Iruka off a bit. He was sure the Anbu would demand his favors, or get angry at the very least. After the first Anbu he had carelessly chosen to sleep with, he had caught the eye of another Anbu member once and when Iruka had declined, the man had gotten a bit angry and a bit violent. Only threats from the owner that this place was a war free zone and that if he did not cease, he would inform the Hokage of the Anbu's lack of retraint, this had stopped the Anbu from hurting Iruka anymore than he already had. Iruka had left with a broken rib and a bloody lip. So he had expected it from this masked man as well, when it hadn't occured it had certainly thrown Iruka off a bit.

 

"Why me?" Iruka asked finally. He did not know why he just didn't tell the man no and be done with it. He had sworn to stay away from Anbu after the last two encounters, so why was he pushing his luck yet again?

 

"Why you what?"

 

"Why are you interested in chairing my bed?...there are many others here, some far better looking than I."

 

"You think to low of yourself....you intrigue me...and I find you quite appealing."

 

"We have never met so how could I intrigue you?"

 

"This is not my first visit here...I have seen you before and have watched you at times...you seem interesting and a bit diffrent from the others here...not to mention I find you quite desirable." the man replied and for the first time in a long time Iruka actually felt his face heat up in a blush. What the hell?? Iruka was confussed by this and he could not find any words to respond to what the Anbu had just said. Iruka was hardly ever this flustered. Why now? Why with this man? This masked man he did not know, a man whose face he had not seen and would no doubt never see?

 

"So what is your answer?" The man asked looking at Iruka, and although Iruka could not see his eyes well at all in the dimness, he could swear he saw raw lust in those eyes, a hunger in them that made Iruka shiver with need.

 

"You pay for the room." stated Iruka and the man nodded his consent. The man stood and walked to the area where one paid for said rooms. Iruka watched him and admired the mans physique, he was nicely built and he walked with a confidence and sultry sort of sway that Iruka found attactive. But what the hell was he doing? Why had he said yes? Why was he taking another Anbu to bed when he had sworn off those particular men? Was Iruka so bad off in his self loathing and destructivness, that he wished for pain? Maybe even death? Iruka did not know the answers to his own questions, but for some reason he found himself getting excited by what might happen tonight with this masked man. But why?

 

 

 

 

A/N~Okies heres the next chappie thingy. Ok again not much action but I hope you still like, and oh my what has Iruka gotten himself into now? Those Anbu can be quite vicious, even in bed. He already knows this so why is he being stupid enough to do it again? Simple yet sad. When someone you love hurts you and betrays your trust, you unconsciencly or consciencly let yourself be drawn to others who might treat you the same way, as if seeking to be hurt again, to be punished. Its the old abuse syndrome, alot of use feel like its all we deserve and end up attracting scum like that like a magnet. But sometimes we get lucky and find our true soul mates and someone who will treat us as good as we deserve to truelly be treated, with love and tenderness, not pain and betrayal. Ok enough physco-babble, sorry for that. Hope you all like and will try to get yall a juicy lemon in the next chapter, or not, who knows at this point, as I said I am writing it as I go along and I never know when the next chapter will be the last. No one said there had to always be a happy ever after to every story. *shrugs* huggles and smiles Mija...:-)