Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sexy no Omake ❯ Sexy no Omake: Telling dreams 1 ( Chapter 7 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: ShroudBlack 
In which there is an odd dream to be had.(lime)
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.09.2005 | Updated On: 12.12.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 516 | Status: Work In Progress
In which there is an odd dream to be had.(lime)
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.09.2005 | Updated On: 12.12.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 516 | Status: Work In Progress
The trip back was mostly silent. Kakashi found nothing to say to Gai and presumed the other was still upset for Kakashi merely doing his job. This didn't anger him, it wasn't the first time that had happened. Still, they had to camp out eventually. With what happened last time, Kakashi just agreed to let Gai take first watch rather than argue, and found himself drift off to the land of dreams quickly.
Gai settled down for his watch and kept his sense alert while his thoughts drifted. Today had been extraordinary uncomfortable to the normally verbose man, but not because he was as Kakashi had assumed angry with his colleague but because he simply had no real clue as to how to behave.
While a large part of him simply wanted to file the events of yesterday as a fluke brought on by the mission and Kakashi's libido Gai felt his insides clench when he realized that that put him on exactly the same level as their targets and all the other 500 odd people the silver haired man had had intercourse with.
Glancing over at the sleeping man Gai finally admitted defeat and decided that come morning he simply would act the same way he had before the mission for the last ten years or so, hoping that their indiscretion would fade into the tapestry of the past and not further strain their interaction, as it was obviously doing at the moment.
Kakashi rarely dreamed. Well, that wasn't quite right. Everyone dreams, every single night. However, most of our dreams are just rehashings of the day's events and so mundane that they are forgotten instantly upon waking, only those out of the ordinary remembered because they are not what we were expecting. Kakashi hadn't had an unexpected dream for years, but tonight was the night his record would end.
He found himself back at the onsen, where he'd started the day. He was stepping into the water but this time Gai was not with him, and all the figures around him were shapeless blurs. The water seemed too hot, almost, but Kakashi found himself continuing to wade into it until it came up to his elbows. The muggy atmosphere of the onsen seemed tripled, as well, and he could tell from the dizziness that he wasn't breathing quite right.
In the distance one by one the figures wavered like mist, shaping into faces he knew intimately or just from passing. People he had loved, hated or hardly even acknowledged flickered by. Only one of the figures remained indistinct an hazy off to the side and behind the others.
Kakashi tried to call out to the passing figures, but his voice would not come. Screams were whispers barely loud enough to hear for even his own ears. Kakashi tried to move closer to them, but the bottom of the water became like mud and he sunk with each step, each more difficult than the last, but the figures seemed to get no closer the more he moved forward.
The water had been a clear bluish white when he had entered but now it became murky and clouded, no longer allowing him to see past his elbows to where he placed his feet. Suddenly a chorus of voices erupted from the once silent figures each calling out his name beckoning him to them. But still the mud around his feet would not let go of him without a fight. "Kakashi! " the voice of his sensei. "Kakashi?" Rin's and Obito's voices, "Sensei!" his old Gennin-team.
Kakashi screamed out their names but it was no use, his voice would not come. His feet sank more and more into the mud and he found himself being pulled deeper to the point where he had to tilt his head to keep it above water. He yanked off his mask and forehead protector in an effort to keep from being weighted down, but it was no use and he only continued to sink into the water.
The water had just reached high enough to cover him completely when hands grabbed him under the shoulders and pulled him back up to allow him to breath. "...Kakashi." A voice whispered into his ear familiar and yet foreign but comforting in its simple presence. The hands wrapped around his torso and held him securely above the water level.
Kakashi *gasped* for breath, choking and sputtering. "W-who-?" he tried to ask, his voice finally returning to him, but his vision was clouded by the steam as he turned his head frantically to try and find the source of the person who saved him. The blind panic, the helplessness it made him feel so vulnerable and he felt himself getting smaller and smaller to accommodate that, the last time he could remember feeling that way. The cave in. His left eye started to cry blood.
"Shhh." The voice soothed while he remained cradled against the person behind him and the voices seemed to grow softer as if the distance between him and them had increased. Suddenly something brushed against his leg, still submerged in the dark waters as it was, a quick contact of a smooth hot surface against the soft skin of his thigh.
Kakashi swallowed hard but remained silent. His flush spread across his skin and he grew again, going from the tragedy around twelve years of age to older, about sixteen, when he first discovered exactly how much the body could do to make you feel better, if only for a moment. Kakashi licked dry lips and tilted his head back, trying to relax, pressing back just a little bit.
But as he pressed against the figure behind him the feeling of contact lessened, the support becoming more and more insubstantial until finally the hands holding him grew transparent and he fell back into the water. Again something slid against his skin but this time it was unmistakably the smooth scales of a serpent.
Kakashi coughed and sputtered as he hit the water again. The mud had vanished, so had any place to stand at all. The water seemed endless and his feet couldn't touch the bottom anymore. Panic overtook him as he felt the snake slide against him and he frantically moved his arms and legs, trying to escape it.
No matter how fast he tried to swim the body of the snake seemed to keep up the speed, but then it was also possible that he wasn't actually moving the sinuous body teasingly gliding against his the only other thing of substance in the wide expanse of water besides him. It was eerily silent again the only sounds being his own panting breath and the soft splashing of the water.
Kakashi squirmed and writhed but the snake only seemed to get closer and closer, wrapping around him loosely, rubbing against his skin. He tried to grab a hold of it and push it away, but it only got tighter and tighter, Kakashi felt himself choking as he was being dragged under the water-
All of a sudden there was light above and he reached up, breaking the water and sitting up to gasp for air. He was in the hotel room, in the tub. The snake was gone, it was just a towel around him now. The bathroom was dark, a lone candle next to the tub serving as the only light source.
"Kakashi?" again a voice rang out calling his name, only this time it was Gai's and originated from behind the closed door.
Kakashi leaned back in the bath, relaxing as the previous moment's events slipped from his mind. "I'm in here." he called back. Another voice rang out then, as well. It was his own, he didn't want to speak yet his mouth moved on it's own accord "Come in, please."
The door knob turned and the wooden door swung open slowly. In the doorway Gai stood, wearing only the thin pants Kakashi had chosen for him. Stepping into the room his dark eyes rested on Kakashi the flickering flame of the candle throwing shadows over his face making him seem foreign in one moment and familiar the next.
Kakashi slowly looked Gai up and down. He cursed his body as he felt himself hardening without any reason to. At least, as far as he felt. The sight of Gai, and that was all Kakashi needed. The dark gaze on him was like getting a hand-job, and Kakashi had to bite his lip until he felt it bleed to keep any signs from showing. "...It's dark." was all that he was able to say.
The dark hair feathered over Gai's forehead as he tilted his head, his eyes still resting on Kakashi like a physical caress. "You turn away from the light." he finally responded his voice easily filling the small room.
Kakashi couldn't hold back any longer, he tilted his head back and let out a long, low groan, breath coming ragged. "I- I can't turn away from something I can't find..." Kakashi's own voice sounded small and meek against Gai's.
A frown marred Gai's brow but still the invisible caresses continued, enough to tease but not enough to fulfil what they promised. "You can not find what you do not search." A stray breeze made the candle flicker precariously the light making way for the darkness before the small flame sprang back to life safely shielded from any playful winds by a callused hand, throwing it's light now fully over Gai's face a soothing caress in its own right.
Kakashi had to grip at the side of the tub, knuckles turning white as he squirmed and gasped. He tried to will his legs to close shut, but they opened of their own accord. His waist was below the water but his knees could be seen, legs spread as far apart as they could go and still straining. "I... I wouldn't know where to look."
"So you close your eyes." There was no judgement in the sentence but still a sense of sadness permeated the air. Then Gai finally moved closer to the tub and Kakashi carrying the candle with him. The teasing touches changing into soothing strokes but still to insubstantial to satisfy. Crouching at the edge Gai seemed at the same time near and incredibly far away.
"Gai-" Kakashi moaned again and reached out to the larger man, needing, wanting, oh god he needed Gai's hands on him, Gai's erection inside him.
"Kakashi." Gentle affection swung in the tone yet Gai stayed where he was, just a few inches out of reach holding the candle so that it cast its light over them cocooning them in a warm dim glowing sphere guarding against the waiting, encroaching darkness.
Kakashi continued to reach out for Gai, with both arms now. He felt the water in the bath tub start to drain slowly, leaving him bare, exposed. "Please ... show me to the light. I can't get there on my own anymore."
Nodding in apparent understanding Gai reached out his own hand until his fingers touched Kakashi's, wrapping them securely with his own. Standing up he pulled Kakashi up with him holding firmly to his hand. Once Kakashi was upright he pressed the candle into his hand and smiled at him the solemn cast to his features falling away.
Kakashi looked down at the candle, straight into the flame. His eyes watered, burned, but he didn't blink, didn't flinch away, just stared right into the flames...
The world seemed to fall away around him, the light intensifying, blinding, pure and white and light, but just as it got so blinding Kakashi wanted to turn away, he saw something there... something inside the light, a figure, and Kakashi knew if he could just make it out, everything would be okay-
He awoke with a start as an ember from the fire spit out too close to his head.
Turning his head towards the sudden movement Gai's hand was already up and read to throw a kunai when he realized that it had been Kakashi that had startled him. "Did you sleep well my eternal rival?" he asked in a low voice pulling Kakashi into the here and now.
"Yeah." Kakashi responded before fully comprehending the words. Well, the lie was good enough, too. He stood, stretching out his limbs in an attempt to get his blood flowing and wake him up. "You get some sleep, I'll cover the rest of the night."
Nodding Gai silently stripped of his shoes and vest and curled up near the fire, a blanket pulled over his body. Soon his deep and even breathing and the laxness of his limbs and features gave him away as deeply asleep, or as deep as an ninja could ever hope to sleep at least.
Gai settled down for his watch and kept his sense alert while his thoughts drifted. Today had been extraordinary uncomfortable to the normally verbose man, but not because he was as Kakashi had assumed angry with his colleague but because he simply had no real clue as to how to behave.
While a large part of him simply wanted to file the events of yesterday as a fluke brought on by the mission and Kakashi's libido Gai felt his insides clench when he realized that that put him on exactly the same level as their targets and all the other 500 odd people the silver haired man had had intercourse with.
Glancing over at the sleeping man Gai finally admitted defeat and decided that come morning he simply would act the same way he had before the mission for the last ten years or so, hoping that their indiscretion would fade into the tapestry of the past and not further strain their interaction, as it was obviously doing at the moment.
Kakashi rarely dreamed. Well, that wasn't quite right. Everyone dreams, every single night. However, most of our dreams are just rehashings of the day's events and so mundane that they are forgotten instantly upon waking, only those out of the ordinary remembered because they are not what we were expecting. Kakashi hadn't had an unexpected dream for years, but tonight was the night his record would end.
He found himself back at the onsen, where he'd started the day. He was stepping into the water but this time Gai was not with him, and all the figures around him were shapeless blurs. The water seemed too hot, almost, but Kakashi found himself continuing to wade into it until it came up to his elbows. The muggy atmosphere of the onsen seemed tripled, as well, and he could tell from the dizziness that he wasn't breathing quite right.
In the distance one by one the figures wavered like mist, shaping into faces he knew intimately or just from passing. People he had loved, hated or hardly even acknowledged flickered by. Only one of the figures remained indistinct an hazy off to the side and behind the others.
Kakashi tried to call out to the passing figures, but his voice would not come. Screams were whispers barely loud enough to hear for even his own ears. Kakashi tried to move closer to them, but the bottom of the water became like mud and he sunk with each step, each more difficult than the last, but the figures seemed to get no closer the more he moved forward.
The water had been a clear bluish white when he had entered but now it became murky and clouded, no longer allowing him to see past his elbows to where he placed his feet. Suddenly a chorus of voices erupted from the once silent figures each calling out his name beckoning him to them. But still the mud around his feet would not let go of him without a fight. "Kakashi! " the voice of his sensei. "Kakashi?" Rin's and Obito's voices, "Sensei!" his old Gennin-team.
Kakashi screamed out their names but it was no use, his voice would not come. His feet sank more and more into the mud and he found himself being pulled deeper to the point where he had to tilt his head to keep it above water. He yanked off his mask and forehead protector in an effort to keep from being weighted down, but it was no use and he only continued to sink into the water.
The water had just reached high enough to cover him completely when hands grabbed him under the shoulders and pulled him back up to allow him to breath. "...Kakashi." A voice whispered into his ear familiar and yet foreign but comforting in its simple presence. The hands wrapped around his torso and held him securely above the water level.
Kakashi *gasped* for breath, choking and sputtering. "W-who-?" he tried to ask, his voice finally returning to him, but his vision was clouded by the steam as he turned his head frantically to try and find the source of the person who saved him. The blind panic, the helplessness it made him feel so vulnerable and he felt himself getting smaller and smaller to accommodate that, the last time he could remember feeling that way. The cave in. His left eye started to cry blood.
"Shhh." The voice soothed while he remained cradled against the person behind him and the voices seemed to grow softer as if the distance between him and them had increased. Suddenly something brushed against his leg, still submerged in the dark waters as it was, a quick contact of a smooth hot surface against the soft skin of his thigh.
Kakashi swallowed hard but remained silent. His flush spread across his skin and he grew again, going from the tragedy around twelve years of age to older, about sixteen, when he first discovered exactly how much the body could do to make you feel better, if only for a moment. Kakashi licked dry lips and tilted his head back, trying to relax, pressing back just a little bit.
But as he pressed against the figure behind him the feeling of contact lessened, the support becoming more and more insubstantial until finally the hands holding him grew transparent and he fell back into the water. Again something slid against his skin but this time it was unmistakably the smooth scales of a serpent.
Kakashi coughed and sputtered as he hit the water again. The mud had vanished, so had any place to stand at all. The water seemed endless and his feet couldn't touch the bottom anymore. Panic overtook him as he felt the snake slide against him and he frantically moved his arms and legs, trying to escape it.
No matter how fast he tried to swim the body of the snake seemed to keep up the speed, but then it was also possible that he wasn't actually moving the sinuous body teasingly gliding against his the only other thing of substance in the wide expanse of water besides him. It was eerily silent again the only sounds being his own panting breath and the soft splashing of the water.
Kakashi squirmed and writhed but the snake only seemed to get closer and closer, wrapping around him loosely, rubbing against his skin. He tried to grab a hold of it and push it away, but it only got tighter and tighter, Kakashi felt himself choking as he was being dragged under the water-
All of a sudden there was light above and he reached up, breaking the water and sitting up to gasp for air. He was in the hotel room, in the tub. The snake was gone, it was just a towel around him now. The bathroom was dark, a lone candle next to the tub serving as the only light source.
"Kakashi?" again a voice rang out calling his name, only this time it was Gai's and originated from behind the closed door.
Kakashi leaned back in the bath, relaxing as the previous moment's events slipped from his mind. "I'm in here." he called back. Another voice rang out then, as well. It was his own, he didn't want to speak yet his mouth moved on it's own accord "Come in, please."
The door knob turned and the wooden door swung open slowly. In the doorway Gai stood, wearing only the thin pants Kakashi had chosen for him. Stepping into the room his dark eyes rested on Kakashi the flickering flame of the candle throwing shadows over his face making him seem foreign in one moment and familiar the next.
Kakashi slowly looked Gai up and down. He cursed his body as he felt himself hardening without any reason to. At least, as far as he felt. The sight of Gai, and that was all Kakashi needed. The dark gaze on him was like getting a hand-job, and Kakashi had to bite his lip until he felt it bleed to keep any signs from showing. "...It's dark." was all that he was able to say.
The dark hair feathered over Gai's forehead as he tilted his head, his eyes still resting on Kakashi like a physical caress. "You turn away from the light." he finally responded his voice easily filling the small room.
Kakashi couldn't hold back any longer, he tilted his head back and let out a long, low groan, breath coming ragged. "I- I can't turn away from something I can't find..." Kakashi's own voice sounded small and meek against Gai's.
A frown marred Gai's brow but still the invisible caresses continued, enough to tease but not enough to fulfil what they promised. "You can not find what you do not search." A stray breeze made the candle flicker precariously the light making way for the darkness before the small flame sprang back to life safely shielded from any playful winds by a callused hand, throwing it's light now fully over Gai's face a soothing caress in its own right.
Kakashi had to grip at the side of the tub, knuckles turning white as he squirmed and gasped. He tried to will his legs to close shut, but they opened of their own accord. His waist was below the water but his knees could be seen, legs spread as far apart as they could go and still straining. "I... I wouldn't know where to look."
"So you close your eyes." There was no judgement in the sentence but still a sense of sadness permeated the air. Then Gai finally moved closer to the tub and Kakashi carrying the candle with him. The teasing touches changing into soothing strokes but still to insubstantial to satisfy. Crouching at the edge Gai seemed at the same time near and incredibly far away.
"Gai-" Kakashi moaned again and reached out to the larger man, needing, wanting, oh god he needed Gai's hands on him, Gai's erection inside him.
"Kakashi." Gentle affection swung in the tone yet Gai stayed where he was, just a few inches out of reach holding the candle so that it cast its light over them cocooning them in a warm dim glowing sphere guarding against the waiting, encroaching darkness.
Kakashi continued to reach out for Gai, with both arms now. He felt the water in the bath tub start to drain slowly, leaving him bare, exposed. "Please ... show me to the light. I can't get there on my own anymore."
Nodding in apparent understanding Gai reached out his own hand until his fingers touched Kakashi's, wrapping them securely with his own. Standing up he pulled Kakashi up with him holding firmly to his hand. Once Kakashi was upright he pressed the candle into his hand and smiled at him the solemn cast to his features falling away.
Kakashi looked down at the candle, straight into the flame. His eyes watered, burned, but he didn't blink, didn't flinch away, just stared right into the flames...
The world seemed to fall away around him, the light intensifying, blinding, pure and white and light, but just as it got so blinding Kakashi wanted to turn away, he saw something there... something inside the light, a figure, and Kakashi knew if he could just make it out, everything would be okay-
He awoke with a start as an ember from the fire spit out too close to his head.
Turning his head towards the sudden movement Gai's hand was already up and read to throw a kunai when he realized that it had been Kakashi that had startled him. "Did you sleep well my eternal rival?" he asked in a low voice pulling Kakashi into the here and now.
"Yeah." Kakashi responded before fully comprehending the words. Well, the lie was good enough, too. He stood, stretching out his limbs in an attempt to get his blood flowing and wake him up. "You get some sleep, I'll cover the rest of the night."
Nodding Gai silently stripped of his shoes and vest and curled up near the fire, a blanket pulled over his body. Soon his deep and even breathing and the laxness of his limbs and features gave him away as deeply asleep, or as deep as an ninja could ever hope to sleep at least.