Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Prodigy ❯ Confusing Preparations ( Chapter 30 )

The Prodigy

Chapter 30

Confusing Preparations

 

 

Genma closed his phone as he stared at it. Hayate moved up to his side looking at him concerned. Genma had to admit he was concerned too. What the hell was Itachi planning in that conniving brain of his? Why would he want to have a mini competition between Neji, Gaara, Sasuke, and him? The only thing he could possibly think of was that Itachi was punishing Sasuke in some way, but Genma was convinced that everything had been worked out between the Uchiha brothers. So what the hell was that all about? He gave a heavy sigh as he glanced at his lover, offering him a half smile.

 

“What's going on?” Hayate asked.

 

“The Prodigy just ordered a mini competition.”

 

“Really?” Hayate was surprised and stared at Genma with a questioning look.

 

“Yeah, I was pretty stunned too. He wants to compete against Neji and Gaara.”

 

“Isn't that against the rules to not use your pet and have some else use them instead?” Hayate countered.

 

“Yes and no. It depends on the situation and the circumstances. If the Master's okay it, their pets can be used by other people.”

 

“But Gaara isn't a Master. I thought he was a pet?”

 

“That's true, but since Gaara and Neji are an item outside of the club, plus they were both involved as pets with Itachi. He can get away with two pets performing together especially if Kisame okay's it.” Genma informed as he rolled closer to his lover, taking in the slight blush that formed on the younger man's cheeks.

 

“Would you do that to me?” Hayate whispered.

 

“No. I would never let anyone touch you. You are mine and that's how it will stay.” Genma hissed heatedly.

 

Hayate looked up at the man with surprise then smiled softly. It was rare for Genma to be serious about anything, but the man was not messing around this time. He had a hard look in his eyes and his grip on Hayate's arm was almost bruising.

 

“Good.” Hayate spoke softly, brushing his lips lightly across Genma's. “Will you take on anymore pets?” He responded slightly teasing, mostly solemn.

 

“There is only one person I want on or off the stage and he's next to me right now.” Then Genma deepened the kiss.

 

Tongues glided across each other in a passion as Genma leaned over his partially naked lover, so the younger man was now under his strong body. His hands were far from idle as they skated across the warm flesh of Hayate's bare chest, resting on the nipples so that he could tease them to full hardness. Hayate moaned deep into the kiss and his body went lax. Genma pulled back from the kiss, nibbling lightly at the reddened bottom lip.

 

Hayate smiled as he let his eyes open meeting Genma's dark brown eyes. He loved the chills that ran through his body when the older man did that. He loved the way that Genma would be so gentle with him one moment and then almost brutal the next. Genma was the only person that never treated him as if he was fragile and it made Hayate love him ten times more each time.

 

“If you keep talking like that I may just think you are turning into a sap.” Hayate teased.

 

“A sap huh? I'll show you how very wrong you are on that statement.” Genma growled low in his throat as he reached for the handcuffs on the table next to the bed and snapped them closed along Hayate's thin wrists.

 

He then reached up and hooked them to the headboard as he stared down at the wide-eyed man. He licked his lips at the sight under him almost purring in pleasure at how delectable Hayate looked. Yeah, the younger man was more on the thinner side then muscular, but it appealed to Genma like no other. It may have had a lot to do with the fact that he had known the man since they were kids, falling in love with Hayate when the man had entered high school.

 

Hayate had always been his weakness. He had always caved into to the boy's needs and wants no matter what they were. So when Kakashi had shown up at the club with Hayate. His heart had almost stopped. He still had a hard time believing that his long time love was finally all his. An overwhelming feeling of possessiveness rose in Genma's chest and he had a brief thought about the way Itachi acted with Sasuke. Was this the feeling that Itachi had every time Sasuke was around? Was this why Itachi turned into a completely different person whenever the boy wasn't around? It had to be, because Genma could see himself reacting in the same way if Hayate was to do half the stuff that Sasuke had put Itachi through.

 

Genma leaned down needing to let go of such thoughts and as soon as his tongue danced along the moist heat of Hayate's mouth, the thoughts dissipated. Hayate tugged hard at his restraints as he whined deep in his throat at not being able to touch his lover. Genma smiled against his lips, but didn't give into the plea. No, he had other plans for tonight and they included Hayate getting a taste of all pleasure and no play. Genma wanted the younger man screaming his name by the end of their little fuck session.

 

“You are so mean?” Hayate breathed.

 

“You are the one that brought it on yourself. You should learn when to keep your mouth shut.” Genma purred as he bit lightly at Hayate's ear lobe, causing the man to shutter in desire.

 

“I really hate you some times.”

 

“You love every moment of the pleasurable torture I inflict on you.” Genma whispered into the whimpering man's ear.

 

One of Hayate's biggest turn ons was his ears. Genma would be a fool if he didn't exploit that weakness, so he always took extra time on both to leave the man a panting moaning mess under him. Always making sure to alternate between hard and soft nips, sliding his tongue over the creases inside the younger man's ear and biting hard on the cartilage at the top just to hear that beautiful voice cry out in pleasure pain.

 

Genma slowly moved down the man's quivering body so that he could lavish his hot tongue over the erect nipples making the man convulse and cry out hard. Genma groaned deep in his chest at the reaction, loving how his lover was so responsive. He wouldn't trade anything in the world for anything else. All he needed was this man under him withering in pleasure and desire. That's all he needed to be satisfied.

 

He bit rather harshly on the opposite nipple and Hayate responded with a loud groan, back arching in the most delicious way making Genma's cock throb painfully against the sheets. They had been in the back room of the club for over two hours going at it like rabbits because Genma just couldn't get enough of Hayate's sweet ass. He would have had it again by now if he hadn't been interrupted by Itachi, but no matter because he was going to have it now and his phone was on silent so no more disturbances.

 

Genma ran his hands down his lover's sides as he flicked his tongue over the abused nipple as if an apology for the harsh treatment. His hands wrapped tightly around Hayate's thin hips as he made his way down the supple flesh so he could taste the man's belly button. Hayate was panting harshly by this point and Genma knew the man was extremely aroused. This made his smile. Apparently, Hayate needed no further foreplay. He was ready for the main course. It was a good thing too. Genma was starting to lose his control to the point he was sweating. He needed to be inside his lover now. If he waited any longer he was afraid he'd have blue balls for a week.

 

He moved down further until he could lick off the pearly essence that had gathered at the tip of Hayate's straining erection. As he savored the taste that was purely his lover's. He reached over to grab the lube that was lying next to the pillow. He flipped the cap open. With one hand he flipped it over and dumped some into the palm. He let the tube fall from his fingers and land, unforgotten, on the floor as he rubbed the lube around in his hand, making sure to get a good amount on his fingers.

 

While he was busy doing that he had taking the younger man's long cock into his mouth applying a light suction making Hayate cry out his name. He moaned deep in his throat. His eyes closing as lust slammed into his body like a freight train. God, he loved this man more then he had expected. He would do anything just to keep Hayate safe in his arms and that was saying something. Genma had never thought he would ever settle down with anyone. He had expected to live his whole life as a bachelor, but here he was willing to give everything to Hayate if it made the man stay by his side for eternity.

 

With that thought fresh in his mind. He wanted the man to cum so hard that he was left trembling long after, on the point of passing out. He wanted to brand himself on and in Hayate. This man was his and that's how it was going to stay. So as he slid further down his lover's hard length. He let two of his fingers slip past the tight ring of flesh into the intoxicating heat that his dick was throbbing for.

 

He searched for that spot that would turn Hayate into pudding. When he brushed lightly against the soft spongy nub, Hayate's back arched off the bed as a scream of pleasure erupted from his lips. Genma moaned around the hard length buried in his mouth, the sound vibrating through his body just as his moved through Hayate's. He couldn't hold back much longer as he buried the third finger in the tight ass with the other two. It didn't hurt the younger man at all. Hayate was so relaxed and horny. Plus, he was already well stretched from the last two times that he took the full width deep inside. The walls just spasmed around the girth of his fingers in pleasure.

 

“Genma, please. I can't take much more.” Hayate panted out as he looked down at the man pleasuring him with hooded eyes. Genma shivered at the intensity of the man's desire and let his fingers slide out. He didn't bother to prep himself; he needed to be inside too badly to worry about it and the way that his lover was rubbing back against his leaking cock. It seemed Hayate wasn't willing to wait for it anyway. He pulled back from the pulsating cock, letting it fall from his lips as he grabbed a hold of the younger man's hips firmly. “Untie me, please.” Hayate whined as he withered against Genma.

 

“No.” He snapped before he buried himself with one hard, fast thrust, seating himself completely inside the hot depths.

 

He couldn't stop himself from crying out as his eyes almost rolled into the back of his head. He slumped forward, his forehead almost touching Hayate's chest as he breathed hard. His orgasm was crawling up his spine and he was trying so hard to fight it back. Only Hayate could do this to him. Only Hayate could turn him on so much to the point that he couldn't control himself. He never wanted it any other way either. He was completely satisfied with the mind-blowing releases that he seemed to get every single time he took Hayate to bed.

 

“Move.” Hayate demanded in a breathless tone.

 

Genma gritted his teeth and lifted his head to stare at his lover. He pulled out and slammed back in hard, watching Hayate throw his head back into the pillow letting out another lustful cry. A shiver ran over Genma's body and his restraint dissipated like water. His rhythm was hard and fast, so intense that Hayate didn't even participate. He just laid there and let Genma take his body the way he wanted, his soul soaking up the desire rolling off Genma in severe heat waves.

 

“Is this how you want it?” Genma hissed out as he lifted Hayate's hips with his hands, raising himself on his knees so that he had a deeper angle in the other man, hitting his sweet spot everytime. “You like it rough, don't you pet.” His voice was deep and husky, coming out in heavy pants.

 

“God, yes!” Hayate screamed as he gripped hard at the handcuffs. His crying more frequent as his orgasm drew closer. “Don't stop!”

 

Genma smiled cynically as he sped up. “I wouldn't dream of it.”

 

Their bodies slapped together as the rhythm became erratic as Genma started to see the white dots filter into his vision. He let his eyes close and could feel the orgasm close to washing over him in powerful waves. His right hand released his death grip on Hayate's hip, knowing the flesh would bruised in the morning, and wrapped tightly around the long length of his lover. He gave one resounding stroke and they both released in unison.

 

Hayate's cum hitting his upper chest and chin as he screamed Genma's name so loud that it echoed around the room. Genma threw his head back in a silent cry as wave after wave of euphoric pleasure came over him. He felt his balls tighten deliciously and then he was bathing Hayate's walls with thick streams of warm cum. He gritted his teeth, his hips jerking with the last of his orgasm before he collapsed on top of his passed out lover.

 

He laid there for what seemed like an eternity, the sweat on his body slower starting to dry as he listened closely to Hayate's steady heartbeats. This is how it should be. This is how it would stay. He let a satisfied smile touch his lips as he shifted slightly, releasing Hayate's hands from the handcuffs on the headboard. That seemed to bring his lover back into the world of the living, because he received at hard jab in his side.

 

“Will you get off me! You are too heavy to be on top of me.” Hayate complained.

 

“You weren't saying that a few minutes ago.” Genma said with a laugh as he rolled to the side, making Hayate hiss as his softening cock slid free.

 

“Yeah, well you weren't putting your dead weight on me then, now were you?” His lover countered as he wiped the cum from his chin.

 

This only made Genma chuckle as he stared at the dark ceiling, cradling the back of his head on his forearms. He was happy. How long had it been since he had truly been happy? If he couldn't remember then that was saying something. He rolled over to face his lover and was greeted with a teasing yet loving look, playing deep in Hayate's brown eyes.

 

“That was amazing like always.” Hayate responded with that adorable blush.

 

Genma smiled lovingly, as he grabbed Hayate's hand and sucked the younger man's seed off his fingers. “I aim to please.”

 

Hayate laughed as he moved into a sitting position so he could reach for his watch. Genma took the opportunity to study the man as he let his mind wander. He never thought he would ever find someone that could make him feel like this. It was almost frightening, but he wasn't a coward by far and he wasn't going to run from it. There was no way. He needed some kind of solace after what he and Itachi had gone through. He just hoped that Itachi would find his soon. The man needed it more so then him.

 

“It's almost time for the club to close and you still need to make that announcement for Itachi-sama.” Genma only nodded, but didn't make a move to get dressed.

 

Instead, he watched Hayate get his clothes on. He wondered just how long Hayate would be with him. The man had this illness that he been with him since he was a little kid and it wasn't getting any better. Hayate was taking all kinds of pills to subdue it. But for how long would they strive off the inedible? A feeling of sadness rose in his chest and before he realized what he was doing, he was off the bed and had the younger man in his arms. He crushed their lips together, forcing his tongue deep inside as he kissed him slowly and deeply. When they pulled apart, both gasping for air, Hayate stared at him.

 

“What was that for?”

 

Genma flashed his trademark smile. “Because I can.” He responded.

 

He moved away from his lover as he collected his clothes. He didn't want to worry Hayate or upset him so he figured it was best to keep his thoughts to himself. He quickly pulled on his clothes and ran his fingers through his hair to try to tame the mess that always came with fucking Hayate's brains out.

 

They made their way out to the main room. Everyone was still involved with their own little adventures and that was fine. He needed to find the rest of the gang. Deidara was the first to be spotted. He made his way closer to see that almost everyone was with him, including Neji and Gaara.

 

As he came up to their table, all eyes turned to him. He flashed a lazy smile as he pulled up an empty chair and reclined into it, pulling Hayate down into his lap. Everyone stared at them with knowing smiles, all leaning forward so they could be heard over the music.

 

“Well, you guys look deliciously worn out.” Kisame teased.

 

“We are. You should try it. It's good for the soul.” Genma countered.

 

“What was that three hours, yeah?” Deidara estimated.

 

“Can we please stop discussing Genma and my sex life?” Hayate responded.

 

“Awe, you're no fun, yeah.” Deidara pouted as he leaned back against Sasori. The red head was expressionless, but he did wrap a loose arm around his lover. “So have you heard from The Prodigy? Is he also getting laid, eh?” Deidara asked, with a raised eyebrow.

 

“As a matter of fact, I have.” Genma answered as he leaned forward, looking straight at Neji. “He wants to do a mini comp tomorrow night.”

 

“What?” Neji looked horrified. “Why?”

 

“I have no clue. He just said to let you two know that he was going to have you guys compete against him and Sasuke.”

 

“Kisame and I?” Neji said confused.

 

“No. You and Gaara.”

 

“What?” Neji almost yelled. “But I'm not Gaara's pet, I'm his boyfriend.”

 

“I don't know what Itachi's thinking. All I know is this is what he wants to do. He said that he would explain everything tomorrow.”

 

“If he's trying to punish Sasuke, I want nothing to do with it.” Neji tilted his chin toward the ceiling. “Itachi needs to keep his lover spats with Sasuke to himself.” Neji hissed, bitterly.

 

“Listen you little shit.” Kakazu spoke with a hard voice. “You need to stop assuming things. Maybe he's running this to see if Sasuke is ready to perform in such a big event.”

 

“Then why does he have to drag me into this. I don't see why he can't have someone else compete against them.”

 

“Did you ever stop to think that maybe he's testing both your guy's abilities? To see which one is more prepared for the competition.” Sasori stated, flatly, looking less then thrilled at Neji and his stupidity. “He hasn't got to see how Sasuke would react in front of an audience and it's been a while since you've performed with anyone.”

 

Neji grumbled something as he leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. He didn't like this one bit. Ever since Sasuke had waltzed in here, Itachi hadn't even stopped to consider how Neji felt. He was a little hurt to say the least. Yeah, Itachi was always a little distant, but he was always considerate enough to make sure Neji was comfortable. Ever since Sasuke had come, Itachi had turned into a completely different person and didn't seem to care about anyone but Sasuke. It was disgusting and ridiculous. Itachi had a reputation to hold and he was doing a lousy job of it and now he was expecting him to go with the flow. Neji didn't think so. Itachi could find someone else to order around like a bitch. He hadn't signed up for this.

 

“Stop it.” Gaara demanded as he glared at Neji.

 

“Stop what?” Neji was surprised. His lover never yelled at him… well Gaara never yelled, but the red head looked heated right about now. “I don't know what you're talking about.”

 

“Don't play dumb, Neji. I can see your rebellion shining in your eyes. Itachi has been nothing but good to us. Did you forget who got us into our own apartment? Who found you a good job, with full benefits? He has done a lot for the both of us and if this is what he wants from us then we will do it, with no questions.” Gaara snapped, leaving no room for his lover to argue.

 

That sobered Neji up real fast. Gaara was right. Itachi had gone out of his way on many accounts for them. He also pulled strings in Neji's family so that Neji could do as he pleased. He had no right to act like this because he was jealous and hurt. He wanted to be Itachi's only pet, but he should be happy for the Uchiha. It was apparent that Itachi loved his brother… a lot. Neji had no right to cheapen that. He looked down at the tabletop with a frown as he unfolded his arms, signaling to Gaara that he understood.

 

“Well, instead of getting all bent out of shape over it. I would just let it go until Itachi is here tomorrow night. Then you can get his reasoning for the mini competition.” Genma responded. “As for me, I'm going to start filing everyone out the door so I can go home and get some sleep.”

 

“We all know you need it.” Pein answered with a slight twitch of the corner of his lips as he tried to suppress a smile.

 

Genma just throw the man a look as Hayate rose from his lap. The table burst into laughter at the comment and his lover's face went to a light pink shade as he avoided eye contact. Genma put a hand on his lower back as he flashed a light smile.

 

“Yeah, well we all know what you're going to be doing when you get home. Or am I mistaken, because I swear your hand is under Ao's skirt?” Konan's face went beet red as Pein's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.

 

Genma laughed aloud as he steered Hayate away from the group. When was Pein going to learn that he could never out do him? Genma saw everything that went on around him and had smart-ass comments at hand for any situation. He was the master at embarrassing people. He prided himself in it.

 

 

 

TBC…

 

 

Kitty- It's been awhile and I'm sorry for that. A lot has gone on in the last week or so. But here you guy's go. I know you are all disappointed that it's not ItaSasu, but I promised my best friend if she would do art work for me I would put in some GenHaya so I had to add this chap. Plus, it fills in some of the gaps. Anyway, I hope you like it.