Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sexy no Omake ❯ Sexy no Omake: Telling dreams 2 ( Chapter 8 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: ShroudBlack 
In which there is another odd dream.(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: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 533 | Status: Work In Progress
In which there is another odd dream.(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: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 533 | Status: Work In Progress
Kakashi watched Gai out of the corner of his eye as Gai prepared to sleep. "Sweet dreams." Kakashi muttered, poking at the fire with a stick, watching and listening patiently to every sound
But Gai was already beyond hearing his well wishes. The spider web of a dream had wrapped around his mind securely pulling him into a world of his own making. There Gai found himself now, as so often in his dreams he was in Konoha at his favourite trainings area. The sun was shining and the arching branches of the trees threw dappled shades over everything. Falling into the old routine Gai loosened his muscles and prepared for a satisfying workout until something odd caught his gaze.
Kakashi was standing there, leaning next to one of the punching logs while he read his book, the very picture of his usual pose. "Oi, what are you doing here at this hour?" Kakashi asked, as though it was an utterly absurd time of day to be at the training ground.
Stepping closer Gai regarded the other man in puzzlement. "Where else would I be?" He asked but stopped at the sound of his voice. Or to be more precise the voice that came out of his mouth even though it sounded nothing like him. Looking around in confusion he also noticed that he was in fact NOT wearing his green suit or his Jounin vest. Looking up once again he stared at Kakashi in a silent plea to help him make sense of things.
Kakashi closed his book and strolled over to Gai, his expression lazy. "In the ground." Kakashi said, calmly. "Dead people don't talk." He crossed the way over to Gai faster than he should have at that pace, reaching up and placing an ungloved hand at Gai's cheek.
The shock of the statement was enough to keep Gai from nuzzling into the hand on his cheek. "Dead?" he repeated, "But I'm not dead!" Obviously he couldn't be, dead people hardly ever came back topside for training. Shaking his head he stepped away from Kakashi "It's not true." he declared.
"Of course it's true." Kakashi's strong hands went to Gai's shoulders, and seemed unnaturally strong as they held him in place. His expression was serious but his voice was a lazy drawl, a calmness of one who had patience in explaining things to children. "You died. That's the only explanation, isn't it? Everyone knows that all my precious people are dead. So you have to be dead, too. Do you wonder, how you died?"
"I am most certainly not dead!" Gai's dream self repeated hands on his hips and glaring at Kakashi. He tried to shrug the hands holding his shoulders of but found to his surprise that he did not have the strength needed. "What..." Suddenly as if somebody had cut his strings all strength left his body and he found himself leaning against the other man whose hands were the only thing holding him upright..
"Kakashi?" fear was beginning to spread through him making itself know in the pitiful sound of his voice.
Kakashi's expression was mournful. "You should have really stayed away from me..." he lamented, cradling Gai in his arms. "...Obito-kun...." Kakashi reached up, slowly, oh so slowly, each second like an hour as he hooked a finger under his mask and began to pull it down. But behind it, there was nothing, just an inky blackness that spread to the ground and the sky until it was all around Gai, lost in darkness
In a panic Gai tried to reach for Kakashi or anything else to anchor him in this void that had swallowed him. Calling out had no success either and so Gai stumbled through the darkness searching for an exit form this cold and dark place. Moving cautiously at first but then with more and more urgency until he broke into a full run. "You died," Kakashi's voice rang in his ears over and over until he had to cover his ears and bow his head. "I'm not him, I'm me, I'm not him..:" he repeated over and over the words falling from his lips in an endless torrent.
A sharp kick to Gai's leg shot his consciousness back to him. He was back in his own home, his own bed, comfortably enfolded by it's protective warmth. Kakashi stood in the window right next to his bed, decked out in full ANBU gear, expression lazy and calm, but with a hint of annoyance. It was just a few feet between them, but if felt like a chasm of hundreds of miles, somehow. "Did you forget our mission today?"
Sitting up Gai rubbed his palms over his eyes to chase away the last vestiges of the dream still clinging to him. " I'm sorry, I'll get ready now." he apologized to Kakashi before throwing his comforter off and swinging his legs over the edge to the cold floor.
"Saa, don't get up, we're not even finished yet..." cooed a voice right next to Gai's ear as warm hands slid across his chest. It was Kakashi, naked, in bed next to him. No forehead protector, no mask, completely open to Gai.
"Hurry up or we'll be late." said the very same voice from the window, colder, Kakashi still standing there as well in full ANBU gear, still miles away while being right next to Gai.
Frozen in surprise Gai blinked his eyes jumping from one man to the other. "Kakashi" he murmured staring at the man in his bed before looking back to the other dressed in full ANBU regalia. "Why are there two of you?" he asked unable to think past that question.
"Two of who?" they both asked. ANBU Kakashi continued to give Gai a steady, distant stare while the naked Kakashi in his bed let his hands wander across Gai's flesh.
"Ahhh, you turn me on..." the naked one feeling him up moaned, pressing against Gai's back.
"What are you doing sitting around?" ANBU Kakashi's stare became a little more like a glare.
"I want you, hard and slick, inside of me."
"What's that look for, huh?"
"I can't stop thinking about it, I can still feel you inside of me."
"Get moving if you have time to sit around and gawk."
"Tell me your fantasies about me."
"You're just going to be a burden."
"I think I might love you."
"What makes you think you're important to me at all?"
Gai felt the words spin through his head, tearing at him, pushing and pulling him into different directions. Part of him wanted to jump up and challenge ANBU Kakashi to prove him wrong, to prove that Gai was not a burden and worthy of being important to him, the other half wanted nothing more then to sink back into the bed and spend the next few hours pleasuring the wonderful sensual creature next to him.
Leaning over the prone man in his bed he fitted his lips to the other's feeling his blood heating at the simple pleasure. "My mission..." he murmured against the soft skin.
"It can wait." the Kakashi in his bed insisted, pressing his lips hard against Gai's, pulling their bodies together as much as he could, throwing a leg around him to bring his heated erection to press against Gai. "Oh, oh, I'm going to explode if I stay like this much longer, I need you, just you...Gai..."
ANBU Kakashi crouched down on the window ledge, watching Gai with a critical eye. "Do you wonder if he says that to everyone?" he murmured. "You know, he'll be gone in the morning. He always is."
"I know" Gai replied stroking a tender hand over Kakashi's face, "But that doesn't mean I can't hope." Pulling away he stood up and strode to the chest that held his uniform.
The Kakashi in his bed let out a displeased- almost pained- moan as he curled around one of Gai's pillows. "Gai, don't leave me like this, please..." he pushed the pillow away from him, sliding a hand between his legs, slowly stroking himself above the covers in full view of Gai. "At least let me suck you?" he begged.
ANBU Kakashi stood, crossing his arms as he watched Gai get his uniform. "It's about time."
Closing his eyes to the seductive performance on his bed Gai slipped quickly into the black top and trousers that made up his ANBU uniform before beginning to put on the armour, fumbling a bit with the closures of his armguards.
Kakashi's voice was difficult to drown out, though. The perfect pitch for each moan and cry, each plaintive whimper for Gai to return to him- and then suddenly it was all quiet.
Turning his head Gai gave a curious look to his bed finally having won his struggle with the stubborn peace of leather that held the last place of his armour in place and now only missing his mask to complete his ensemble.
His room was empty of both Kakashis now. His bed was neat and made as though no one had slept in it that night. His window was tightly shut with the lock closed on it as well.
Biting his lip so hard that a small trail of blood trickled down his chin Gai swore silently. Something was wrong here he was certain...not that two Kakashis wasn't enough of a hint. Deciding that the best way to get answers was to get to the source Gai quickly threw a tunic over his uniform and strode out the door in the direction of Kakashi's apartment.
The streets of Konoha had changed. Every building was faceless, no windows to the street. Side roads were always blocked off by something, if not outright boarded over. On the walls, graffiti, arrows, each more absurd looking and artistic than the last, pointing the way to Kakashi's apartment as if Gai didn't already know the way there.
Feeling disconcerted by the sudden change in the village Gai hurried through the once familiar streets always watching out for any signs of danger until he finally reached the apartment building that housed Kakashi's home. Taking two steps at a time he flew up the stairs and down the corridor until he stood in front of his rival's apartment. Lifting his hand he knocked forcefully.
As soon as Gai's fist hit the door it swung inward, revealing an empty apartment inside. Kakashi was nowhere to be seen. The pictures on his wall were also different. Book titles seemed to blur out and were unable to be read. In the middle of his floor was a single white lily like one placed on memorials for the dead.
Reeling Gai numbly stepped into the room carefully searching the area for any clues as to what was going on here. "Kakashi?" he called in the vague hope that his friend/rival would answer him.
No answer was forthcoming to Gai except his own echo in the empty space. All the other doors seemed to be missing. Which was not to say there were empty frames, but that it looked like there were no other doors to begin with. Just one window, open, straight across from the door that showed the way to the memorial stone.
Picking up the lily Gai felt a sense of dread spread through him. Not bothering with the door he flew out the window making his way to the memorial uncaring of what he left in his path.
As soon as his feet hit the ground, he was there. The memorial stretched out before him, and the object of his journey was sitting atop it, relaxed. But there was something different about him. He was wearing... goggles? He did wear an eye patch, but it appeared to cover his right eye, now, instead of his left. He looked up, slowly, teeth gnawing on a strand of grass as Gai arrived.
"Kakashi ?" Gai asked again as he carefully approached the other man.
"No." Not-Kakashi replied, simply. "But your mind is telling you I am, because you don't know what I look like and it works okay."
'My mind?' Gai wondered. "Then who are you?" he demanded from the Not-Kakashi. "And more importantly where IS he?"
Not-Kakashi smiled. It wasn't a smile Kakashi gave. It was warm and open, with nothing to hide. "He's safe."
"And who are you to tell me that?" Gai reigned himself in before he snapped at this man. It probably wasn't his fault that Gai would have given a lot to see that kind of expression on the 'real' Kakashi's face.
"And where is safe?"
"Right where you left him. You remember where you left him, right?" Not-Kakashi continued to smile. "If you don't, it's okay, it's a circle, anyway, you'll make your way back around to him. Promise."
"Who are you?!" Gai's patience was running dangerously low at this point. "And I didn't leave him anywhere."
Not-Kakashi placed his hands evenly on either side of himself, with a graceful flip, standing on his hands on the stone then moving to his feet. He looked down at Gai. "You know who I am. I am the one closest to his heart."
"Obito." The words fell from his lips before he had even thought them. "But you're...." 'DEAD' echoed in his ears in a macabre repeat of what Kakashi had said earlier in his dream.
"Right. Here." Not-Kakashi placed his hand on the stone once more. "...So is he, you know."
„You're dead, he isn't... there is a difference!" the protest sounded weak even to himself. After all how dead could a person be that was standing in front of you.
„That's true, but... he exists here." Not-Kakashi sounded earnest, like this was something terribly important. "Even when he's on missions, even when he's training, he exists here."
Gai of course knew of Kakashi's daily visits to the memorial even though the reason for it had never been up until now completely clear. Taking a deep breath Gai gazed at the stranger wearing his comrades face. "Well he shouldn't." he declared.
"But he does." Not-Kakashi said, expression mournful. "He exists here, in self-exile. This is his choice, even if he feels it isn't." Not-Kakashi's back straightened and he adjusted his goggles, looking off into the clear blue sky. "...A storm is coming. You're going to wake up soon, but you'll probably get caught in the storm before you do."
'Wake up?' finally everything made sense, if he were still asleep all this was just a figment of his imagination. "What storm?" Gai asked gazing into the sky as well. "It doesn't look like there will be a storm."
Not-Kakashi never left the stone as he stared out into the sky. "It's coming."
And everything went black.
Gai blinked in surprise. That had certainly been sudden. 'Was this the storm dream Obito had spoken of?' he wondered. Reaching out he took a few steps towards where the memorial had been, calling out softly. "Hello? Are you still here?"
No answer was forthcoming. It seemed like ages before another voice rang out.
"What is it you're looking for?" came a breathy moan from right beside his left ear, the unmistakable voice of Kakashi.
"Kakashi?" Gai asked just to be sure, although he couldn't imagine this voice on the Not-Kakashi Obito. He turned towards the voice straining his eyes against the enveloping darkness.
"I'm here." Indeed it was Kakashi, dressed in a loose yukata that seemed to change design and colour whenever Gai stopped looking at it directly on, but each time it was difficult to remember what the colour and pattern before that was. It fell off Kakashi's shoulder with an erotic grace, his lack of any mask or eye cover adding to it. Kakashi slid his arms around Gai's waist, resting his head on Gai's shoulder.
Before he could stop them Gai's arm slid around Kakashi's waist, resting on his hips as if the belonged there. "I was worried:" he confessed in a whisper against the silver spikes of hair.
"Don't be worried. I'm here." Kakashi gave Gai a very promising smile. "Stay for a while, we'll have some fun, yeah...?"
"Stop stumbling like you're blind." the second Kakashi voice rang out. At first it looked as if he was invisible, but he appeared once more, this time in Jounin gear. Professional Kakashi. He stood a very long way away from Gai, finer features barely visible, yet his voice rang out clear as a bell.
Turning his head so that he could fully see the other Kakashi Gai frowned. " Why are you always so far away from me?" he asked, his voice firm, unwilling to just accept the other pushing him away and keeping his distance like that.
"I'm far from everyone. Don't think you're special." Jounin Kakashi shrugged, turning his back to Gai.
"I'm right here." the Kakashi in the yukata insisted, placing a hand on Gai's face and trying to turn Gai to look at him. "After all, he's just a mask for me. I might be ice on the outside, but on the inside, I'm fire."
Jounin Kakashi crossed his arms in front of himself "...Or is it that I act affectionate to hide the fact that on the inside... I really just don't care?"
"That's not true." Gai argued with the Jounin Kakashi. "You do care, even if not about me or yourself then about others like Sakura, Naruto and Sasuke" he insisted. But his arms would not loosen their grip on the other Kakashi pressed against his chest, as if he wanted to prevent him from slipping away.
The Kakashi at Gai's side seemed to stop caring about the conversation at that point, hips pushing against Gai, running his hands over his chest, acting utterly shameless even for a dream.
"...Ah, sorry, wasn't listening. Did you say something?" Jounin Kakashi asked.
Gai restrained himself from snapping at the reply he had grown used to hear. "You can't ignore me forever," he promised before a unsolicited moan trembled from his lips at the way the other Kakashi was undulating against him.
Jounin Kakashi shrugged his shoulders, clasping his hands behind his head. "The fact of the matter is..." he whispered, and even at that distance the voice was clear and true.
"One of us is the mask, the other is the face." the Kakashi next to Gai finished.
"Do you know which is which?"
"Maybe we're both real."
"Maybe we're both a front."
Jounin Kakashi was at Gai's side now, too, leaning in to whisper a terribly important secret. He spoke in perfect unison with the Kakashi in the yukata, who whispered into Gai's other ear. "The truth is... neither of us are-"
A flash of lightning lit up behind Gai's eyes and there was nothing but the red afterimage of the electricity in the sky and the sense of being secured by strong, thin hands and starting to get dragged closer to shelter.
But Gai was already beyond hearing his well wishes. The spider web of a dream had wrapped around his mind securely pulling him into a world of his own making. There Gai found himself now, as so often in his dreams he was in Konoha at his favourite trainings area. The sun was shining and the arching branches of the trees threw dappled shades over everything. Falling into the old routine Gai loosened his muscles and prepared for a satisfying workout until something odd caught his gaze.
Kakashi was standing there, leaning next to one of the punching logs while he read his book, the very picture of his usual pose. "Oi, what are you doing here at this hour?" Kakashi asked, as though it was an utterly absurd time of day to be at the training ground.
Stepping closer Gai regarded the other man in puzzlement. "Where else would I be?" He asked but stopped at the sound of his voice. Or to be more precise the voice that came out of his mouth even though it sounded nothing like him. Looking around in confusion he also noticed that he was in fact NOT wearing his green suit or his Jounin vest. Looking up once again he stared at Kakashi in a silent plea to help him make sense of things.
Kakashi closed his book and strolled over to Gai, his expression lazy. "In the ground." Kakashi said, calmly. "Dead people don't talk." He crossed the way over to Gai faster than he should have at that pace, reaching up and placing an ungloved hand at Gai's cheek.
The shock of the statement was enough to keep Gai from nuzzling into the hand on his cheek. "Dead?" he repeated, "But I'm not dead!" Obviously he couldn't be, dead people hardly ever came back topside for training. Shaking his head he stepped away from Kakashi "It's not true." he declared.
"Of course it's true." Kakashi's strong hands went to Gai's shoulders, and seemed unnaturally strong as they held him in place. His expression was serious but his voice was a lazy drawl, a calmness of one who had patience in explaining things to children. "You died. That's the only explanation, isn't it? Everyone knows that all my precious people are dead. So you have to be dead, too. Do you wonder, how you died?"
"I am most certainly not dead!" Gai's dream self repeated hands on his hips and glaring at Kakashi. He tried to shrug the hands holding his shoulders of but found to his surprise that he did not have the strength needed. "What..." Suddenly as if somebody had cut his strings all strength left his body and he found himself leaning against the other man whose hands were the only thing holding him upright..
"Kakashi?" fear was beginning to spread through him making itself know in the pitiful sound of his voice.
Kakashi's expression was mournful. "You should have really stayed away from me..." he lamented, cradling Gai in his arms. "...Obito-kun...." Kakashi reached up, slowly, oh so slowly, each second like an hour as he hooked a finger under his mask and began to pull it down. But behind it, there was nothing, just an inky blackness that spread to the ground and the sky until it was all around Gai, lost in darkness
In a panic Gai tried to reach for Kakashi or anything else to anchor him in this void that had swallowed him. Calling out had no success either and so Gai stumbled through the darkness searching for an exit form this cold and dark place. Moving cautiously at first but then with more and more urgency until he broke into a full run. "You died," Kakashi's voice rang in his ears over and over until he had to cover his ears and bow his head. "I'm not him, I'm me, I'm not him..:" he repeated over and over the words falling from his lips in an endless torrent.
A sharp kick to Gai's leg shot his consciousness back to him. He was back in his own home, his own bed, comfortably enfolded by it's protective warmth. Kakashi stood in the window right next to his bed, decked out in full ANBU gear, expression lazy and calm, but with a hint of annoyance. It was just a few feet between them, but if felt like a chasm of hundreds of miles, somehow. "Did you forget our mission today?"
Sitting up Gai rubbed his palms over his eyes to chase away the last vestiges of the dream still clinging to him. " I'm sorry, I'll get ready now." he apologized to Kakashi before throwing his comforter off and swinging his legs over the edge to the cold floor.
"Saa, don't get up, we're not even finished yet..." cooed a voice right next to Gai's ear as warm hands slid across his chest. It was Kakashi, naked, in bed next to him. No forehead protector, no mask, completely open to Gai.
"Hurry up or we'll be late." said the very same voice from the window, colder, Kakashi still standing there as well in full ANBU gear, still miles away while being right next to Gai.
Frozen in surprise Gai blinked his eyes jumping from one man to the other. "Kakashi" he murmured staring at the man in his bed before looking back to the other dressed in full ANBU regalia. "Why are there two of you?" he asked unable to think past that question.
"Two of who?" they both asked. ANBU Kakashi continued to give Gai a steady, distant stare while the naked Kakashi in his bed let his hands wander across Gai's flesh.
"Ahhh, you turn me on..." the naked one feeling him up moaned, pressing against Gai's back.
"What are you doing sitting around?" ANBU Kakashi's stare became a little more like a glare.
"I want you, hard and slick, inside of me."
"What's that look for, huh?"
"I can't stop thinking about it, I can still feel you inside of me."
"Get moving if you have time to sit around and gawk."
"Tell me your fantasies about me."
"You're just going to be a burden."
"I think I might love you."
"What makes you think you're important to me at all?"
Gai felt the words spin through his head, tearing at him, pushing and pulling him into different directions. Part of him wanted to jump up and challenge ANBU Kakashi to prove him wrong, to prove that Gai was not a burden and worthy of being important to him, the other half wanted nothing more then to sink back into the bed and spend the next few hours pleasuring the wonderful sensual creature next to him.
Leaning over the prone man in his bed he fitted his lips to the other's feeling his blood heating at the simple pleasure. "My mission..." he murmured against the soft skin.
"It can wait." the Kakashi in his bed insisted, pressing his lips hard against Gai's, pulling their bodies together as much as he could, throwing a leg around him to bring his heated erection to press against Gai. "Oh, oh, I'm going to explode if I stay like this much longer, I need you, just you...Gai..."
ANBU Kakashi crouched down on the window ledge, watching Gai with a critical eye. "Do you wonder if he says that to everyone?" he murmured. "You know, he'll be gone in the morning. He always is."
"I know" Gai replied stroking a tender hand over Kakashi's face, "But that doesn't mean I can't hope." Pulling away he stood up and strode to the chest that held his uniform.
The Kakashi in his bed let out a displeased- almost pained- moan as he curled around one of Gai's pillows. "Gai, don't leave me like this, please..." he pushed the pillow away from him, sliding a hand between his legs, slowly stroking himself above the covers in full view of Gai. "At least let me suck you?" he begged.
ANBU Kakashi stood, crossing his arms as he watched Gai get his uniform. "It's about time."
Closing his eyes to the seductive performance on his bed Gai slipped quickly into the black top and trousers that made up his ANBU uniform before beginning to put on the armour, fumbling a bit with the closures of his armguards.
Kakashi's voice was difficult to drown out, though. The perfect pitch for each moan and cry, each plaintive whimper for Gai to return to him- and then suddenly it was all quiet.
Turning his head Gai gave a curious look to his bed finally having won his struggle with the stubborn peace of leather that held the last place of his armour in place and now only missing his mask to complete his ensemble.
His room was empty of both Kakashis now. His bed was neat and made as though no one had slept in it that night. His window was tightly shut with the lock closed on it as well.
Biting his lip so hard that a small trail of blood trickled down his chin Gai swore silently. Something was wrong here he was certain...not that two Kakashis wasn't enough of a hint. Deciding that the best way to get answers was to get to the source Gai quickly threw a tunic over his uniform and strode out the door in the direction of Kakashi's apartment.
The streets of Konoha had changed. Every building was faceless, no windows to the street. Side roads were always blocked off by something, if not outright boarded over. On the walls, graffiti, arrows, each more absurd looking and artistic than the last, pointing the way to Kakashi's apartment as if Gai didn't already know the way there.
Feeling disconcerted by the sudden change in the village Gai hurried through the once familiar streets always watching out for any signs of danger until he finally reached the apartment building that housed Kakashi's home. Taking two steps at a time he flew up the stairs and down the corridor until he stood in front of his rival's apartment. Lifting his hand he knocked forcefully.
As soon as Gai's fist hit the door it swung inward, revealing an empty apartment inside. Kakashi was nowhere to be seen. The pictures on his wall were also different. Book titles seemed to blur out and were unable to be read. In the middle of his floor was a single white lily like one placed on memorials for the dead.
Reeling Gai numbly stepped into the room carefully searching the area for any clues as to what was going on here. "Kakashi?" he called in the vague hope that his friend/rival would answer him.
No answer was forthcoming to Gai except his own echo in the empty space. All the other doors seemed to be missing. Which was not to say there were empty frames, but that it looked like there were no other doors to begin with. Just one window, open, straight across from the door that showed the way to the memorial stone.
Picking up the lily Gai felt a sense of dread spread through him. Not bothering with the door he flew out the window making his way to the memorial uncaring of what he left in his path.
As soon as his feet hit the ground, he was there. The memorial stretched out before him, and the object of his journey was sitting atop it, relaxed. But there was something different about him. He was wearing... goggles? He did wear an eye patch, but it appeared to cover his right eye, now, instead of his left. He looked up, slowly, teeth gnawing on a strand of grass as Gai arrived.
"Kakashi ?" Gai asked again as he carefully approached the other man.
"No." Not-Kakashi replied, simply. "But your mind is telling you I am, because you don't know what I look like and it works okay."
'My mind?' Gai wondered. "Then who are you?" he demanded from the Not-Kakashi. "And more importantly where IS he?"
Not-Kakashi smiled. It wasn't a smile Kakashi gave. It was warm and open, with nothing to hide. "He's safe."
"And who are you to tell me that?" Gai reigned himself in before he snapped at this man. It probably wasn't his fault that Gai would have given a lot to see that kind of expression on the 'real' Kakashi's face.
"And where is safe?"
"Right where you left him. You remember where you left him, right?" Not-Kakashi continued to smile. "If you don't, it's okay, it's a circle, anyway, you'll make your way back around to him. Promise."
"Who are you?!" Gai's patience was running dangerously low at this point. "And I didn't leave him anywhere."
Not-Kakashi placed his hands evenly on either side of himself, with a graceful flip, standing on his hands on the stone then moving to his feet. He looked down at Gai. "You know who I am. I am the one closest to his heart."
"Obito." The words fell from his lips before he had even thought them. "But you're...." 'DEAD' echoed in his ears in a macabre repeat of what Kakashi had said earlier in his dream.
"Right. Here." Not-Kakashi placed his hand on the stone once more. "...So is he, you know."
„You're dead, he isn't... there is a difference!" the protest sounded weak even to himself. After all how dead could a person be that was standing in front of you.
„That's true, but... he exists here." Not-Kakashi sounded earnest, like this was something terribly important. "Even when he's on missions, even when he's training, he exists here."
Gai of course knew of Kakashi's daily visits to the memorial even though the reason for it had never been up until now completely clear. Taking a deep breath Gai gazed at the stranger wearing his comrades face. "Well he shouldn't." he declared.
"But he does." Not-Kakashi said, expression mournful. "He exists here, in self-exile. This is his choice, even if he feels it isn't." Not-Kakashi's back straightened and he adjusted his goggles, looking off into the clear blue sky. "...A storm is coming. You're going to wake up soon, but you'll probably get caught in the storm before you do."
'Wake up?' finally everything made sense, if he were still asleep all this was just a figment of his imagination. "What storm?" Gai asked gazing into the sky as well. "It doesn't look like there will be a storm."
Not-Kakashi never left the stone as he stared out into the sky. "It's coming."
And everything went black.
Gai blinked in surprise. That had certainly been sudden. 'Was this the storm dream Obito had spoken of?' he wondered. Reaching out he took a few steps towards where the memorial had been, calling out softly. "Hello? Are you still here?"
No answer was forthcoming. It seemed like ages before another voice rang out.
"What is it you're looking for?" came a breathy moan from right beside his left ear, the unmistakable voice of Kakashi.
"Kakashi?" Gai asked just to be sure, although he couldn't imagine this voice on the Not-Kakashi Obito. He turned towards the voice straining his eyes against the enveloping darkness.
"I'm here." Indeed it was Kakashi, dressed in a loose yukata that seemed to change design and colour whenever Gai stopped looking at it directly on, but each time it was difficult to remember what the colour and pattern before that was. It fell off Kakashi's shoulder with an erotic grace, his lack of any mask or eye cover adding to it. Kakashi slid his arms around Gai's waist, resting his head on Gai's shoulder.
Before he could stop them Gai's arm slid around Kakashi's waist, resting on his hips as if the belonged there. "I was worried:" he confessed in a whisper against the silver spikes of hair.
"Don't be worried. I'm here." Kakashi gave Gai a very promising smile. "Stay for a while, we'll have some fun, yeah...?"
"Stop stumbling like you're blind." the second Kakashi voice rang out. At first it looked as if he was invisible, but he appeared once more, this time in Jounin gear. Professional Kakashi. He stood a very long way away from Gai, finer features barely visible, yet his voice rang out clear as a bell.
Turning his head so that he could fully see the other Kakashi Gai frowned. " Why are you always so far away from me?" he asked, his voice firm, unwilling to just accept the other pushing him away and keeping his distance like that.
"I'm far from everyone. Don't think you're special." Jounin Kakashi shrugged, turning his back to Gai.
"I'm right here." the Kakashi in the yukata insisted, placing a hand on Gai's face and trying to turn Gai to look at him. "After all, he's just a mask for me. I might be ice on the outside, but on the inside, I'm fire."
Jounin Kakashi crossed his arms in front of himself "...Or is it that I act affectionate to hide the fact that on the inside... I really just don't care?"
"That's not true." Gai argued with the Jounin Kakashi. "You do care, even if not about me or yourself then about others like Sakura, Naruto and Sasuke" he insisted. But his arms would not loosen their grip on the other Kakashi pressed against his chest, as if he wanted to prevent him from slipping away.
The Kakashi at Gai's side seemed to stop caring about the conversation at that point, hips pushing against Gai, running his hands over his chest, acting utterly shameless even for a dream.
"...Ah, sorry, wasn't listening. Did you say something?" Jounin Kakashi asked.
Gai restrained himself from snapping at the reply he had grown used to hear. "You can't ignore me forever," he promised before a unsolicited moan trembled from his lips at the way the other Kakashi was undulating against him.
Jounin Kakashi shrugged his shoulders, clasping his hands behind his head. "The fact of the matter is..." he whispered, and even at that distance the voice was clear and true.
"One of us is the mask, the other is the face." the Kakashi next to Gai finished.
"Do you know which is which?"
"Maybe we're both real."
"Maybe we're both a front."
Jounin Kakashi was at Gai's side now, too, leaning in to whisper a terribly important secret. He spoke in perfect unison with the Kakashi in the yukata, who whispered into Gai's other ear. "The truth is... neither of us are-"
A flash of lightning lit up behind Gai's eyes and there was nothing but the red afterimage of the electricity in the sky and the sense of being secured by strong, thin hands and starting to get dragged closer to shelter.