Dialogue

Hatake Kakashi

It wasn’t like you were the first to shinobi to hook up, but your circumstances were…far from suggested.  Most would form an emotional attraction to each other, attempt to fight it off because it could get in the way of the job, and then they would fail and eventually fall in love.  That’s generally how it went with shinobi in Konoha, and ANBU made it a point to not hook up with each other simply because the job was far too dangerous to take that kind of risk.

At least, that’s how it normally goes.

That was before your team of three was turned into a team of two, and the two of you had to track down your former teammate and kill him, something nobody in Black Ops had been able to do.  Then there were the questions that the Third Hokage just wouldn’t answer.  Still, you were ANBU, you had a duty, you were going to stick around as long as you were ordered to, even as the guilt of the things you had to do built up.  It started out as two people who consistently argued trying to mend bridges and dealing with an unexpected betrayal, bonding into friends, until one day you dared him to make you do something.

Years later, after the two of you left ANBU and returned to regular duties as Jounin, the task of teaching Team 7 commonly landed Kakashi on your couch with his vest thrown over the back and his mask pulled down with an open book placed over his face, just trying to hide from keeping the three new Genin from killing themselves.  Seriously, how was Naruto still alive if he never noticed when the milk was bad and only lived on ramen and sweet red bean porridge?  Sure, he probably shouldn’t be so involved in the blonde’s daily life, but he couldn’t be there for the kid after Minato and Kushina died, it was the least he owed to all three of them.

You let him collapse there, going about your business around the apartment on your day off.  You bent over to put something away in your closet, and your former captain couldn’t help himself as he got up and crossed the small apartment and placed his hand at your hip, pressing himself against you as his other hand gripped one of the shelves as his chest pressed against your back.

“I thought you said you were just here hide for a few hours,” you teased, smirking as you tilted your head to let Kakashi placed a series of nips against your neck.  He stood upright, bringing you with him before he slammed the closet door shut, spun you around, and led you to the small table where he intended on bending you over once again.

“I can’t help it,” he whispered against your skin before taking your lobe between his teeth and adding, “I can’t control myself when you bend over.”