Drabbles for the Chunin Exam
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Title: Family Ties
Author: waltzingstar
Rating: PG
Word Count: 422
Prompt: Naruto Ramen (picture prompt)
“All that schooling and this is how you choose to use your inheritance, Naruto?”
Iruka leans back to inspect where he’s secured the loud, yellow awning that proclaims “Naruto Ramen” in block letters to the side of the building. He climbs down the ladder, ignoring the way his stomach twists wistfully when Sasuke reaches for Naruto’s hand from where they stand on the sidewalk.
Naruto leans over, murmuring dulcetly through the riot of black tresses that cover Sasuke’s ear, his free hand stroking a sharp cheekbone that leans into his touch. Iruka wishes, not for the first time, that he knew more about this boy Naruto has chosen; who appears so very fragile while those unfathomable dark eyes seem to brim with secrecy and something deeper.
“Nii-chan,” Naruto says pleadingly, calling Iruka’s attention away from his and Sasuke’s tightly woven fingers. “I’m damn good at making ramen, and even better at eating it! Why should I waste time doing anything other than what I love?”
“Who’s going to help you with all of the repairs around here? I mean, I can handle the majority of them, but if you’re really serious about opening at the end of the month, I’ll need some help.”
Naruto and Sasuke exchange a look before Naruto answers, eyes never straying from Sasuke’s. “My old sensei from the university offered to help out. I asked him to come on out tonight and have a look, if you don’t mind.”
“Of course not! I’m thankful for the extra pair of hands.”
“Cool,” grins Naruto, opening the door to his shop to usher them inside. Iruka feels a rush of pride at that - Naruto is not the brat he used to be, tugging on Iruka’s ponytail just to aggravate him when their father wasn’t looking.
“I think you’ll like Kakashi-sensei,” he’s saying, pulling out a chair for Sasuke and nodding for Iruka to sit down at one of the two tables that came with the place. “He’s a bit of a weirdo, and sometimes he can be super pervy, but I really think you’ll like him.”
“I’m sure I will,” says Iruka, smiling at Sasuke. “After all, Naruto is a great judge of character.”
This time when the boys look at each other, a silent conversation passing between them, he can almost hear Naruto’s “I told you so,” and it makes him nearly weep with happiness.
But he doesn’t want to embarrass Naruto, so he says, “Now, why don’t you tell me how my idiot brother got your attention.”
Title: Sex Therapy
Author: waltzingstar
Rating: R for crude humor
Word Count: 453
Prompt: Gestalt Theory
Iruka holds out the card, winces like he knows what’s coming next.
“Fucking,” says Kakashi, his eye arcing in a smile.
“Honestly, Kakashi-san! This is a test designed to help you, it’s not a joke!”
“Oh I’m quite serious when it comes to sex, sensei.”
“Gods,” Iruka groans, exasperated. “You know, I don’t think I’d mind the write up for punching you in the dick.”
“Really, Iruka-sensei,” Kakashi says, clucks his tongue reproachfully, “if you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask.”
“You’re hopeless.”
“Mmm,” Kakashi hums, nodding in agreement. “But do try to fix me some more. It’s really entertaining.”
A thought strikes Iruka, who begins to shuffle through his cards furiously until he finds the one he’s after. Triumphant, Iruka brandishes the image like a sword, positive that he’s won this time as he imagines what Kakashi will see. Crude lines circling around to make what will look like the face of an innocent rabbit. But if somehow Kakashi distorts it with his filth covered mind, Iruka will flip the picture sideways to reveal a duck.
I win.
With a sigh, Kakashi leans forward and plucks the image from Iruka’s fingers. He lays it on the table between them, duck-side up. “Viewing it from this angle, it’s a depiction of a delightful little technique called ‘scissoring.’ If you’re up for it, sensei, I would love to show you sometime. See, I would take my fingers and gently insert them into your -”
“I give up.”
“But, Iruka-sensei, I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet!”
“Let me guess,” Iruka scowls, his shoulders slumping as he lets his head fall to the table. “Turned the other way, it’s a specialized butt plug with fingers that separate to mold to your every contour. And the round part that rests on your hole is activated by your lover as he sucks you off, with five speeds that tantalize your balls with every swipe of his tongue.”
For a moment, the room is so silent that the only sound is the ticking of the clock hanging on the wall. Glancing up, Iruka can’t help but feel a bit exultant - Kakashi is stock still, his visible eye looking like it’s trying to leap from its socket. His cheeks are flushed and he holds two fingers to the spot where his mouth hides behind his mask.
The silence drags out until Iruka sits up, the first stirrings of embarrassment in his chest.
“Well?” he asks, jutting his chin out. “Did I get it wrong?”
“Iruka-sensei,” Kakashi says so quietly Iruka has to strain to hear, “you...you have a really dirty mind. Maybe you should see someone about that.”
Title: You Get What You Give
Author: waltzingstar
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 298
Prompt: Vulnerablilty
“It still hurts,” Kakashi mutters, pressing a flushed face into the depths of Iruka’s pillow to stifle a groan. “Go slow.”
“Are you sure, Kakashi?” Iruka grins. He bends over the slope of Kakashi’s back to lick at the creamy expanse of skin between the wings of his shoulderblades. “Shit, you’re so sweet.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Kakashi says but he’s grinning, hiding his face behind pale, slender fingers. Iruka knows better: Kakashi fucking loves being sweet talked.
And really, there’s so much more Iruka could say, because there is nothing quite so lovely as Kakashi spread and pliant beneath him, his body swallowing Iruka’s cock into its core. Still, he’s afraid to say too much since Kakashi doesn’t often do this for him.
It’s not about status or strength - anyone Kakashi has ever wanted to impress has long since passed. Rather, it’s his intrinsic desire to remain in control of all situations at all times that has kept him from thoroughly enjoying the surrender that comes from giving himself up in this way.
Iruka hefts the jonin into his arms, his chest flush against Kakashi as his cock burrows ever deeper. When Kakashi’s back arches, a surprised little “Oh!” falling from his lips, Iruka grins. This is the best part - getting to wrap his fingers around Kakashi’s dick and tug him in time to his hips, watching as the powerful jonin quickly crumbles for Iruka and Iruka alone.
Kakashi comes violently, his hands scrabbling behind him to knot in Iruka’s hair, desperately pressing back to meet Iruka’s thrusts as if he can’t get enough. And when he clenches around Iruka, tugging him over the edge he’d been hanging off of, the only thing Iruka can think is that perhaps Kakashi was never vulnerable after all.
Title: Family Ties
Author: waltzingstar
Rating: PG
Word Count: 422
Prompt: Naruto Ramen (picture prompt)
“All that schooling and this is how you choose to use your inheritance, Naruto?”
Iruka leans back to inspect where he’s secured the loud, yellow awning that proclaims “Naruto Ramen” in block letters to the side of the building. He climbs down the ladder, ignoring the way his stomach twists wistfully when Sasuke reaches for Naruto’s hand from where they stand on the sidewalk.
Naruto leans over, murmuring dulcetly through the riot of black tresses that cover Sasuke’s ear, his free hand stroking a sharp cheekbone that leans into his touch. Iruka wishes, not for the first time, that he knew more about this boy Naruto has chosen; who appears so very fragile while those unfathomable dark eyes seem to brim with secrecy and something deeper.
“Nii-chan,” Naruto says pleadingly, calling Iruka’s attention away from his and Sasuke’s tightly woven fingers. “I’m damn good at making ramen, and even better at eating it! Why should I waste time doing anything other than what I love?”
“Who’s going to help you with all of the repairs around here? I mean, I can handle the majority of them, but if you’re really serious about opening at the end of the month, I’ll need some help.”
Naruto and Sasuke exchange a look before Naruto answers, eyes never straying from Sasuke’s. “My old sensei from the university offered to help out. I asked him to come on out tonight and have a look, if you don’t mind.”
“Of course not! I’m thankful for the extra pair of hands.”
“Cool,” grins Naruto, opening the door to his shop to usher them inside. Iruka feels a rush of pride at that - Naruto is not the brat he used to be, tugging on Iruka’s ponytail just to aggravate him when their father wasn’t looking.
“I think you’ll like Kakashi-sensei,” he’s saying, pulling out a chair for Sasuke and nodding for Iruka to sit down at one of the two tables that came with the place. “He’s a bit of a weirdo, and sometimes he can be super pervy, but I really think you’ll like him.”
“I’m sure I will,” says Iruka, smiling at Sasuke. “After all, Naruto is a great judge of character.”
This time when the boys look at each other, a silent conversation passing between them, he can almost hear Naruto’s “I told you so,” and it makes him nearly weep with happiness.
But he doesn’t want to embarrass Naruto, so he says, “Now, why don’t you tell me how my idiot brother got your attention.”
Title: Sex Therapy
Author: waltzingstar
Rating: R for crude humor
Word Count: 453
Prompt: Gestalt Theory
Iruka holds out the card, winces like he knows what’s coming next.
“Fucking,” says Kakashi, his eye arcing in a smile.
“Honestly, Kakashi-san! This is a test designed to help you, it’s not a joke!”
“Oh I’m quite serious when it comes to sex, sensei.”
“Gods,” Iruka groans, exasperated. “You know, I don’t think I’d mind the write up for punching you in the dick.”
“Really, Iruka-sensei,” Kakashi says, clucks his tongue reproachfully, “if you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask.”
“You’re hopeless.”
“Mmm,” Kakashi hums, nodding in agreement. “But do try to fix me some more. It’s really entertaining.”
A thought strikes Iruka, who begins to shuffle through his cards furiously until he finds the one he’s after. Triumphant, Iruka brandishes the image like a sword, positive that he’s won this time as he imagines what Kakashi will see. Crude lines circling around to make what will look like the face of an innocent rabbit. But if somehow Kakashi distorts it with his filth covered mind, Iruka will flip the picture sideways to reveal a duck.
I win.
With a sigh, Kakashi leans forward and plucks the image from Iruka’s fingers. He lays it on the table between them, duck-side up. “Viewing it from this angle, it’s a depiction of a delightful little technique called ‘scissoring.’ If you’re up for it, sensei, I would love to show you sometime. See, I would take my fingers and gently insert them into your -”
“I give up.”
“But, Iruka-sensei, I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet!”
“Let me guess,” Iruka scowls, his shoulders slumping as he lets his head fall to the table. “Turned the other way, it’s a specialized butt plug with fingers that separate to mold to your every contour. And the round part that rests on your hole is activated by your lover as he sucks you off, with five speeds that tantalize your balls with every swipe of his tongue.”
For a moment, the room is so silent that the only sound is the ticking of the clock hanging on the wall. Glancing up, Iruka can’t help but feel a bit exultant - Kakashi is stock still, his visible eye looking like it’s trying to leap from its socket. His cheeks are flushed and he holds two fingers to the spot where his mouth hides behind his mask.
The silence drags out until Iruka sits up, the first stirrings of embarrassment in his chest.
“Well?” he asks, jutting his chin out. “Did I get it wrong?”
“Iruka-sensei,” Kakashi says so quietly Iruka has to strain to hear, “you...you have a really dirty mind. Maybe you should see someone about that.”
Title: You Get What You Give
Author: waltzingstar
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 298
Prompt: Vulnerablilty
“It still hurts,” Kakashi mutters, pressing a flushed face into the depths of Iruka’s pillow to stifle a groan. “Go slow.”
“Are you sure, Kakashi?” Iruka grins. He bends over the slope of Kakashi’s back to lick at the creamy expanse of skin between the wings of his shoulderblades. “Shit, you’re so sweet.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Kakashi says but he’s grinning, hiding his face behind pale, slender fingers. Iruka knows better: Kakashi fucking loves being sweet talked.
And really, there’s so much more Iruka could say, because there is nothing quite so lovely as Kakashi spread and pliant beneath him, his body swallowing Iruka’s cock into its core. Still, he’s afraid to say too much since Kakashi doesn’t often do this for him.
It’s not about status or strength - anyone Kakashi has ever wanted to impress has long since passed. Rather, it’s his intrinsic desire to remain in control of all situations at all times that has kept him from thoroughly enjoying the surrender that comes from giving himself up in this way.
Iruka hefts the jonin into his arms, his chest flush against Kakashi as his cock burrows ever deeper. When Kakashi’s back arches, a surprised little “Oh!” falling from his lips, Iruka grins. This is the best part - getting to wrap his fingers around Kakashi’s dick and tug him in time to his hips, watching as the powerful jonin quickly crumbles for Iruka and Iruka alone.
Kakashi comes violently, his hands scrabbling behind him to knot in Iruka’s hair, desperately pressing back to meet Iruka’s thrusts as if he can’t get enough. And when he clenches around Iruka, tugging him over the edge he’d been hanging off of, the only thing Iruka can think is that perhaps Kakashi was never vulnerable after all.