Mr. and Mrs...err..Mr. Hatake
Chapter three
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Author: Animefreak03
In respect to making the community a more happy place, I bring you the next installment of my story. I hope that there aren't too many grammatical mistakes, keeping in mind that English is not my native tongue. I offer this to Cord-chan, ofuda and Ranti-rei. A piece offering of sorts. Let us be happy and go gagga for our favorite couple.
A third session, a third visit. The doctor's office was beginning to feel like home and Iruka grimaced. "Welcome again. Shall we continue?" The couple consented as they sat on their chairs, and Kakshi soon picked up where Iruka had left off.
"On the third year I was arrested for assault, suspended from work without pay and sued for damages. During that time Iruka was the only one working and I had so much time on my hands. So naturally I began taking more "side" jobs. At first, Iruka was not too concern with how I always had lots of money, my excuse was that I was tutoring high class snots. But in truth, I was a hired killer."
****FLASH****
The assignments were easy, quick and dull. IT was during one of his "jobs" that Iruka caught him or rather when they both caught each other. Kakashi kissed Iruka's temple as they younger man read a book, "I'm on my way out sweetheart, I'll be home soon."
Iruka placed the book down on his lap, "take your time. Anko wanted me to help her with some work and hopefully i'll be done soon."
"Okay. If you need anything me a call." With that he kissed Iruka on the lips.
Half hour later...
Iruka paced back and forth as Anko frowned, "I know I missed my target Anko. But, I'm surprise that SHE wants me to take it up once more. It's been a year already."
"Iruka, Mizuki is a dangerous target. He has sold our top secrets to who knows who. It was your job to get rid of him and you failed us then. Boss I know that it wasn't like you, but this time you must get rid of him."
Sighing, Iruka picked up the folder and read it once more. This was going to be a long weekend for him. After a few minutes, Iruka decided to start up his little job now if he wanted to make home in time to have some dinner with Kakashi. It had been more than four months already since they last had real SEX, not a blow job or anything of the sort, but actual carnal love making.
He made his way home once more and was not surprised to find it empty. Really how long did Kakashi had to tutor kids? Unless of course it wasn't that. No I trust Kakashi. I can't think like that. He walked into their room and looked through his closet for the right clothes for the job. Mizuki was known to visit sex houses or more precise Gay sex houses/clubs. So Iruka had to do what he had to do to get the job done.
The club slash whore house for the gays and those wanting to experience homosexual fantasies was packed to the max. Iruka wore the tightest leather pants he could find with nothing underneath, and felt a rush he usually got when undercover. His target was a high paying customer so chances are he was in one of the private rooms. ignoring the lustful looks he go, Iruka made a bee line for the back stairs leading to the private room. Before he could even make up there, he noticed the three undercover security guards by the back exit and two more on the balconies above. Too easy.
Moving sexily towards the stairs, Iruka was proud to see that he could still charm the pants off of a few men. One of them tried to stop him, but a bigger bulky one shook his head. Fool thought that Iruka was one of the 'boys' coming to entertain the party.
He was able to catch a known associate of Mizuki sitting by the window smoking but could not see the target anywhere. No matter, he continued forward intent on finding the whereabouts of Mizuki. "Hello sir, are you not enjoying yourself?"
The man, with long black hair and deep blue eyes looked away from the view outside the windows and smirked up at Iruka. "I am not actually. Care to make it my night?"
Oh this is precious indeed. What an easy idiot. "Oh I can probably get one of the other boys to do that sir. I'm actually waiting for Mizuki since I promised him to wait for him again. But he seems to be running late."
"Oh Mizuki. He's a friend, I'm sure he won't mind me having your company till he gets here." He motioned for a young man to approach them, "get us the nicest private room, oh and get us some good drinks."
"Yes sir. Please follow me." Line hook and sinker. This will be done tonight for sure. Mizuki you are going to meet your maker.
Meanwhile....
Kakashi was leaning against a wall inside a very crowded club. His eyes scanned over the horny men grinding into each other. He scoffed because none could grind like his Iruka could and the boners he got were proof of that. He wasn't in the mood to be wooed by any of the younger men present, so he quickly moved towards the back of the club. There he would find a passage that led to the back rooms where all of the illegal transactions took place. If the rumors where correct, then Mizuki has an associate in there and the faster Kakashi got to him, the faster he could get rid of Mizuki and his real assignment, Minato Namikaze.
With practiced ease, Kakashi walked down the long narrow hallway; the lights blinked and buzzed as if they were going to burn out soon, but his gait never wavered. Three doors suddenly appeared ahead and he cocked his head to the side as if to wonder which one to open. The choice was made for him when he was able to see shadows under ther door's gap. Without preamble, Kakashi opened the door quickly and started firing with his silencer, making sure to keep his little informant alive long enough to give him Mizuki's whereabouts.
The men scrambled quickly, but not fast enough. Sharingan Kakashi as he was known in the undergrounds was faster and more precise. Meaning, none would be able to do anything to him. After the last man dropped, Kakashi moved inside and crouched near a red headed young man. He was clutching his stomach as blood spilled from the wound, hissing as the immense pain just did not subside.
"Where is Mizuki?"
"FUCK YOU!!" Kakashi smiled.
He loaded his gun and the man continued to moan in pain, "wrong answer. I'll give you one more chance since I'm such a good mood. Where is Mizuki and I won't kill you."
The man thought it over and really did not want to die because of his asshole of a brother Mizuki. "In my pocket," he hissed.
"what? I can't hear you."
"In my pocket, asshole."
Kakashi crouched near the bleeding man and searched the pockets, finally finding a slip of paper plus a cell phone. He read the contents of the paper and was happy to see the address of Mizuki. He placed both the paper and the cellphone in his pocket and stood, "thanks." He turned to leave and as he reached the door turned back around, "oh and by the way, the name is Kakashi not asshole." With that he shot the men straight on the head. "They keep getting younger and more disrespectful that's for sure," looking down, he noticed that he had some blood splattered on his shoes, "shit fucking dirtied my Tom McAans [1], mother fucker." He walked over to the dead man and kicked him swiftly on the chest, "fucking asshole."
Back to Iruka...
He was dancing a sexy dance as the man watched him with interest. So far he had managed to get the man to drink enough to start slurring, but not enough to do what he needed to do. So he diveced a plan, he would sit on the man's lap and do some naughty damage, while he made him drink the rest of the liquor. Stolling slowly, he watched as this man's eyes just followed his every move. If it wasn't for the fact that he had a job to do, Iruka would have beat the shit out of this asshole. He wanted no one but Kakashi to touch him and fuck him into the mattress. Sitting upon the man, he was disguested when he felt those hands wrap around his waist, "you never told me your name sir."
"Oh I didn't? How rude of me. The name is Kozue but you don't need to bother with that right now." He moved his pelvis in a circular motion so that Iruka could feel it. Uggh I can't wait to get the info out of him.
"Do you know when Mr. Mizuki is coming? I promised him a great time."
"Mizuki isn't coming kiddo. But why not make it worth my while?"
"You said he was coming later, did you lie to me sir?"
"No no, I simply forgot that Mizuki had a special job to do tonight. He even told me to meet him later. Now if you want, we can go together but after you take care of me."
Iruka gave his award winning smile, "oh sure, but it is far? I don't want to leave with other patrons waiting for me tonight."
"It's a bit far cutie, but I promise you I'll bring you right back. As a matter of fact, hold on." He firmly sat Iruka on one side while his hand fished something out of his pocket. "See this here, this is the address. See for yourself if it's not too far."
Score! So done here.
"Why thank you. Now, let me take care of you." He placed his hands on either side of the man's head, "I hope you have a nice trip in hell." The man looked at him confused but it would be the last thing he did. Iruka snapped his neck.
Iruka stepped out of the club and zipped up his light jacket. It would be fall soon and his skin could feel it. Walking towards his car, he was more than happy to finally get his assignment done and over with. He planned to make this his last job and he would not longer work for HER. Whatever jobs she had lined up for him, he simply would not take them anymore. It was time that he moved on with his husband for good. The drive took half hour, but once he found the place he parked his car far enough not to be seen. He slowly walked the three blocks to reach the run down building. Figures that Mizuki would pick this place. Right before he could even enter the building, he noticed or rather heard the tell tell signs of a gun going off.
"Shit." He took off and ran up the stairs as fast as he could.
Upon reaching the fourth floor, he thrust open the door to Mizuki's hideout. But only the unexpected was what he found. Three bodies on the ground, one small child in a corner and his husband with gun raised and one eye profusely bleeding. "Kakashi," was all that left his lips.
Title:
Author: Animefreak03
In respect to making the community a more happy place, I bring you the next installment of my story. I hope that there aren't too many grammatical mistakes, keeping in mind that English is not my native tongue. I offer this to Cord-chan, ofuda and Ranti-rei. A piece offering of sorts. Let us be happy and go gagga for our favorite couple.
A third session, a third visit. The doctor's office was beginning to feel like home and Iruka grimaced. "Welcome again. Shall we continue?" The couple consented as they sat on their chairs, and Kakshi soon picked up where Iruka had left off.
"On the third year I was arrested for assault, suspended from work without pay and sued for damages. During that time Iruka was the only one working and I had so much time on my hands. So naturally I began taking more "side" jobs. At first, Iruka was not too concern with how I always had lots of money, my excuse was that I was tutoring high class snots. But in truth, I was a hired killer."
****FLASH****
The assignments were easy, quick and dull. IT was during one of his "jobs" that Iruka caught him or rather when they both caught each other. Kakashi kissed Iruka's temple as they younger man read a book, "I'm on my way out sweetheart, I'll be home soon."
Iruka placed the book down on his lap, "take your time. Anko wanted me to help her with some work and hopefully i'll be done soon."
"Okay. If you need anything me a call." With that he kissed Iruka on the lips.
Half hour later...
Iruka paced back and forth as Anko frowned, "I know I missed my target Anko. But, I'm surprise that SHE wants me to take it up once more. It's been a year already."
"Iruka, Mizuki is a dangerous target. He has sold our top secrets to who knows who. It was your job to get rid of him and you failed us then. Boss I know that it wasn't like you, but this time you must get rid of him."
Sighing, Iruka picked up the folder and read it once more. This was going to be a long weekend for him. After a few minutes, Iruka decided to start up his little job now if he wanted to make home in time to have some dinner with Kakashi. It had been more than four months already since they last had real SEX, not a blow job or anything of the sort, but actual carnal love making.
He made his way home once more and was not surprised to find it empty. Really how long did Kakashi had to tutor kids? Unless of course it wasn't that. No I trust Kakashi. I can't think like that. He walked into their room and looked through his closet for the right clothes for the job. Mizuki was known to visit sex houses or more precise Gay sex houses/clubs. So Iruka had to do what he had to do to get the job done.
The club slash whore house for the gays and those wanting to experience homosexual fantasies was packed to the max. Iruka wore the tightest leather pants he could find with nothing underneath, and felt a rush he usually got when undercover. His target was a high paying customer so chances are he was in one of the private rooms. ignoring the lustful looks he go, Iruka made a bee line for the back stairs leading to the private room. Before he could even make up there, he noticed the three undercover security guards by the back exit and two more on the balconies above. Too easy.
Moving sexily towards the stairs, Iruka was proud to see that he could still charm the pants off of a few men. One of them tried to stop him, but a bigger bulky one shook his head. Fool thought that Iruka was one of the 'boys' coming to entertain the party.
He was able to catch a known associate of Mizuki sitting by the window smoking but could not see the target anywhere. No matter, he continued forward intent on finding the whereabouts of Mizuki. "Hello sir, are you not enjoying yourself?"
The man, with long black hair and deep blue eyes looked away from the view outside the windows and smirked up at Iruka. "I am not actually. Care to make it my night?"
Oh this is precious indeed. What an easy idiot. "Oh I can probably get one of the other boys to do that sir. I'm actually waiting for Mizuki since I promised him to wait for him again. But he seems to be running late."
"Oh Mizuki. He's a friend, I'm sure he won't mind me having your company till he gets here." He motioned for a young man to approach them, "get us the nicest private room, oh and get us some good drinks."
"Yes sir. Please follow me." Line hook and sinker. This will be done tonight for sure. Mizuki you are going to meet your maker.
Meanwhile....
Kakashi was leaning against a wall inside a very crowded club. His eyes scanned over the horny men grinding into each other. He scoffed because none could grind like his Iruka could and the boners he got were proof of that. He wasn't in the mood to be wooed by any of the younger men present, so he quickly moved towards the back of the club. There he would find a passage that led to the back rooms where all of the illegal transactions took place. If the rumors where correct, then Mizuki has an associate in there and the faster Kakashi got to him, the faster he could get rid of Mizuki and his real assignment, Minato Namikaze.
With practiced ease, Kakashi walked down the long narrow hallway; the lights blinked and buzzed as if they were going to burn out soon, but his gait never wavered. Three doors suddenly appeared ahead and he cocked his head to the side as if to wonder which one to open. The choice was made for him when he was able to see shadows under ther door's gap. Without preamble, Kakashi opened the door quickly and started firing with his silencer, making sure to keep his little informant alive long enough to give him Mizuki's whereabouts.
The men scrambled quickly, but not fast enough. Sharingan Kakashi as he was known in the undergrounds was faster and more precise. Meaning, none would be able to do anything to him. After the last man dropped, Kakashi moved inside and crouched near a red headed young man. He was clutching his stomach as blood spilled from the wound, hissing as the immense pain just did not subside.
"Where is Mizuki?"
"FUCK YOU!!" Kakashi smiled.
He loaded his gun and the man continued to moan in pain, "wrong answer. I'll give you one more chance since I'm such a good mood. Where is Mizuki and I won't kill you."
The man thought it over and really did not want to die because of his asshole of a brother Mizuki. "In my pocket," he hissed.
"what? I can't hear you."
"In my pocket, asshole."
Kakashi crouched near the bleeding man and searched the pockets, finally finding a slip of paper plus a cell phone. He read the contents of the paper and was happy to see the address of Mizuki. He placed both the paper and the cellphone in his pocket and stood, "thanks." He turned to leave and as he reached the door turned back around, "oh and by the way, the name is Kakashi not asshole." With that he shot the men straight on the head. "They keep getting younger and more disrespectful that's for sure," looking down, he noticed that he had some blood splattered on his shoes, "shit fucking dirtied my Tom McAans [1], mother fucker." He walked over to the dead man and kicked him swiftly on the chest, "fucking asshole."
Back to Iruka...
He was dancing a sexy dance as the man watched him with interest. So far he had managed to get the man to drink enough to start slurring, but not enough to do what he needed to do. So he diveced a plan, he would sit on the man's lap and do some naughty damage, while he made him drink the rest of the liquor. Stolling slowly, he watched as this man's eyes just followed his every move. If it wasn't for the fact that he had a job to do, Iruka would have beat the shit out of this asshole. He wanted no one but Kakashi to touch him and fuck him into the mattress. Sitting upon the man, he was disguested when he felt those hands wrap around his waist, "you never told me your name sir."
"Oh I didn't? How rude of me. The name is Kozue but you don't need to bother with that right now." He moved his pelvis in a circular motion so that Iruka could feel it. Uggh I can't wait to get the info out of him.
"Do you know when Mr. Mizuki is coming? I promised him a great time."
"Mizuki isn't coming kiddo. But why not make it worth my while?"
"You said he was coming later, did you lie to me sir?"
"No no, I simply forgot that Mizuki had a special job to do tonight. He even told me to meet him later. Now if you want, we can go together but after you take care of me."
Iruka gave his award winning smile, "oh sure, but it is far? I don't want to leave with other patrons waiting for me tonight."
"It's a bit far cutie, but I promise you I'll bring you right back. As a matter of fact, hold on." He firmly sat Iruka on one side while his hand fished something out of his pocket. "See this here, this is the address. See for yourself if it's not too far."
Score! So done here.
"Why thank you. Now, let me take care of you." He placed his hands on either side of the man's head, "I hope you have a nice trip in hell." The man looked at him confused but it would be the last thing he did. Iruka snapped his neck.
Iruka stepped out of the club and zipped up his light jacket. It would be fall soon and his skin could feel it. Walking towards his car, he was more than happy to finally get his assignment done and over with. He planned to make this his last job and he would not longer work for HER. Whatever jobs she had lined up for him, he simply would not take them anymore. It was time that he moved on with his husband for good. The drive took half hour, but once he found the place he parked his car far enough not to be seen. He slowly walked the three blocks to reach the run down building. Figures that Mizuki would pick this place. Right before he could even enter the building, he noticed or rather heard the tell tell signs of a gun going off.
"Shit." He took off and ran up the stairs as fast as he could.
Upon reaching the fourth floor, he thrust open the door to Mizuki's hideout. But only the unexpected was what he found. Three bodies on the ground, one small child in a corner and his husband with gun raised and one eye profusely bleeding. "Kakashi," was all that left his lips.