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So far a week into his new life and Obito wasn't liking it. As a kid he and his friends used to joke about how life would be like if they were born royalty and could live in the castle. He'd talk big about how if he was the prince he'd actually go talk to the people of the village and how he'd make it a better place. Now here he is, prince, in this wing of the castle that's bigger than his old block, locked up and not aloud to leave. He now figures that the princes rare excursions out of the castle weren't because they were snooty but because apparently it's the most expensive prison in the land.
"Prince Obito, may I enter?" He heard a maid yell as she knocked on the door.
"Yeah sure." As the older woman entered she frowned.
"That wasn't the proper response." She scowled and Obito just sighed, not even looking over. He really did try to be nice to the maids at first but when ever he messed up and tried to explain himself they'd blame him for not knowing! 'I come form a commoner family, I know how to sit properly.' You lived in the high south village! of course you knew you're the village that got invited to the balls! People in the low west village were lucky to be included on the kingdom's map! He heard the maid curse under her breath and felt a bit proud of himself. He was successful at getting these super prestigious maids to break their perfect act and that was really the only act of defiance he could do.
"Your getting a new head maid," He finally turned to face her when she said that. He felt really angry and kind of nervous at the almost to real smile on her face. What could she be so happy about. "A special gift from prince Itachi, straight from his personal staff." Shit. He swore she actually smirked when she noticed how worried he had got. Itachi... He had the misfortune of meeting him twice. Once when his blood was discovered and Itachi was part of the party that came to abduct him and a second time at the first and last family dinner he was aloud to be at. Itachi was seated next to him and kept stepping on his foot every time he did something wrong. Which was everything he did. His foot's still bruised. She bowed and stepped to the side and extended a hand to the door. Obito's eyes followed and he heard the clicking of shoes against the hard wood floor. He felt sweat drip down his neck as he heard them right outside his door. The person who walked in could easily be described in one word. Cold. His perfect steps as he entered, a unforgiving rhythm to them that Obito knew would haunt his dreams. He wore the standard uniform for the male servants but it looked darker, sharper on him, the way it moved with his steps making it seem like he controlled each piece of fabric. His hair and skin was white making him look unreal but as his dark coal eyes stared down Obito he knew it was all too real. This man was going to make him a perfect member of the royal family or kill him in the process.
"Obito Uchiha, Hatake at your service." He bowed and Obito gulped. His old main straightened up and curtsied.
"I'll be excused." She shot Obito a triumphant look before walking out, however now the tap of her shoes seemed uneven. Hell even as her dress swished and stuck too much to the left for a moment before moving back looked off after watching the new guy walk in. Obito looked over to the new maid and flinched when he saw the other was still staring him down with those cold eyes.
"Get down." Was all the other said, his voice bordering on monotone if it weren't for the clear irritation in it. He walked over to the desk near the tall book shelves and sat down in one of the chairs. Obito watched as he made a point to fold the long ends of his vest under himself as he sat. The other just looked forward at the table to the empty seat and sat in silence. Obito realized he had been told to move and was supposed to follow so he jumped down form the windowsill to go sit at the table. As he sat down the other stood up abruptly and walked back to where he had first stood when he intruded himself. Obito sat at the table confused and just looked at the other. "Go back." Obito sat for a moment longer before going back to the window unsure. When the other still just stood staring Obito realized he had been sitting before and sat on the windowsill again. Once he looked up the other walked back to the table and again perfectly sat and waited. Shit. His first meeting with this guy and he's already being forced into a lesson on manners.
"Can't we do this later? I already did my manners lesson today." Obito complained, staying where he was. The other only stayed completely still, looking forward to the empty chair and completely ignoring Obito. Obito stopped over to the table and sat down in the chair roughly, causing it to scrape against the floor a bit. Yet even with he outburst the other still didn't react, only getting up and moving back to that same damn spot. Obito already hated this guy.
"I'm not going to move," Obito kicked his feet up on the table and sat. And sat. And he was sure half an hour passed so he got up and marched back to the windowsill. Once he sat down this fucking perfect fuck walked right back over to the table and sat. Now Obito did know the proper way to sit, he was taught the first day and it was back when he was actually trying to accept this new life. So begrudgingly he walked over, sat down proper, and straighten his back. When the guy stood up again Obito just about lost his shit, he was about to kick his chair back when he saw the other wasn't stopping at the door but walked right out into the hall. He came back in pushing one of those silver carts and wheeled it right up to the table. He moved the white cloth covering it and grabbed something off the bottom. He came back up with plates and silver ware and started setting the table. Obito had already had lunch so he was fine... wait. Is this what's going to have to happen everytime he wants to eat?! Shit! This is so unfair! He didn't even want to be a prince! However when the other sat down again Obito finally realized the plates and bowls were empty.
"Let's say there's salad on your plate, which fork do you grab?" Fuck. This. guy.
It wasn't until three hours later when Obito finally had gotten enough answers correct that the guy stood up and started to put away everything.
"You're well off enough for now. Come, It's time for dinner." The guy stood at the door waiting for Obito.
"Umm, I eat dinner in here." Surely this maid of all would know he was banned from the family dinners.
"Not tonight. Do everything just as you did today and you'll be able to eat with everyone, every night." He could hear the smirk in the guys voice and wanted to punch him.
"Pass, I don't want to." Obito went to turn around but felt a something prick against his neck. "Ouch!" He turned around and saw the other was holding tooth picks, he slipped the box back into his pocket and angled himself at the door again.
"Did you just flick a tooth pick at me! That's assault!" Obito yelled, still rubbing his neck.
"Master Itachi said it was the most force I could use," Obito was about to yell how that still seemed really excessive "For now." Obito shut his mouth immediately and tried to match the glare being sent his way. When the other reached back for the pocket he slide the tooth picks into Obito quickly walked to the door and out into the hall. Kakashi closed his door before walking ahead, leading him to the dinning room. To be honest it did feel nice when the doors to his wing were opened and he was in the main castle again. Even if everyone in this damn place were bastards he was getting lonely, eating with everyone would be kind of nice. When they got to two huge doors Kakashi pushed them open slowly and Obito saw the dinning room again for the first time since the beginning of the week. He was sat down next to Itachi again and instead of his usual unimpressed stare he was actually getting quite a heated one. Obito quickly looked away, what was his issue.
"Finish you lessons quickly." Itachi whispered to him. "Kakashi is my best staff." Oh, he was pissed because his favorite maid was in Obito's wing now? Didn't he gift him to him though?
"I wish you would just take him back now." Obito whispered back to the other, If he wanted him and Obito didn't this seemed like a non issue. However Itachi just turned back to the table and ignored him. When dinner was served the first dish was soup instead of salad, yet he was still prepared for this because that asshole got him ready for any possible thing they could serve. Surprisingly his foot didn't get stepped on once throughout dinner. Which might have been why at desert he grabbed a wrong fork on purpose but the foot that came smashing down on his got him to quickly drop the fork and slam the table a bit. Everyone else looked over to the two and he straightened up quickly. When nothing happened again the king and queen went back to talking and Itachi's little brother went back to rambling to his servant. He knew Itachi was pissed but fucking hell he didn't have to be an ass about it! He grabbed the right fork and swore Itachi almost looked disappointed he didn't get it wrong. Damn sadist.
At the end of dinner he was being lead out when the king raised a hand for him to stop.
"I was satisfied with your performance tonight, keep it up and you can come to the ball next week." He then lowered his hand and that fucker Kakashi bowed, he tilted his head enough so Obito could see his glare and he bowed too. When they raised Kakashi kept leading him back to his wing and it wasn't until they got to the door that the kings words finally registered. HE COULD O OUT! Obito couldn't help the chuckles slipping past his lips and Kakashi turned to look at him.
"Excited for next week?" Kakashi teased and Obito couldn't even be pissed at him right now. He looked at the other still with his uncontrolled smile and nodded. The other looked taken aback for a moment before quickly turning around and walking down the hall.
"Then lets get you to bed now, we'll start practicing for a ball early tomorrow." Obito's excitement waned a little at the promise of more manners lessons but he was still way to happy to see normal people again, even if it was high south village people. Kakashi like all the other maids got some clothes out and left them on his bed and stood backwards while he changed.
"Done," He said, he once had a younger maid who stayed like that a whole five minutes after he had finished changing because she was too bashful to accidentally turn while he was still indecent. When he got his older maid back she told him to say done once he was changed even though she had no problem turning whenever she felt he should've been done. Kakashi turned back and walked over to each candle in his room, putting them out, before going back to the door.
"Goodnight, prince Obito." Obito cringed at the tilted but just waved his hand.
"Yeah yeah your dismissed." Another stupid formality he was taught. Back in the village if you say goodnight you did your diligence to whoever you were talking to and could leave. Here you need to be "dismissed". He couldn't see anything but he heard the sound of his door clicking shut and he finally sighed. What a nightmare his life has become. The next week followed a similar pattern. Kakashi would wake Obito up two hours before breakfast, practice manners, let him eat, then have him study conversation till lunch, then have him study history after dinner for a bit. It was exsughusting. However the closer the ball was the more Obito felt himself getting energized. Strangely Obito found himself not hating the new maid that much. He was still an ass don't get him wrong but... He was kind of appreciative. Okay really appreciative. He's learned more in a day than all his old maids taught him in a week. That night after dinner instead of studying Kakashi stopped him by the door of him room.
"Tonight's the last one before the ball." Kakashi said. Which yes, it was. Obito nodded at him and he sighed. "Can you think of anything you might be missing?" Obito took a moment to think. He got the manners down, dancing, conversation... Yup. He had it all covered.
"No..." Kakashi gave him that look when they first meet, that "your the most stupid thing i've seen" look.
"Prince Obito, what are you going to wear?" Oh. SHIT. What was he going to wear? Seeing the panic on his face the other laughed.
"Why are you laughing! You want me to be made fun of? This is the nicest thing I own." Obito yelled, pointing to the white button up he was wearing.
"Because I already got it covered." Kakashi said once his giggling died down. He went to the closest and opened the doors before looking at Obito to follow.
"Oh" He walked over, "Thanks" As he stood next to the open doors he saw a really nice suit inside.
"Wow." He couldn't help but say. It was really nice, and the best part was it wasn't entirely all black like the royal family would wear. As he was still looking up a hand grabbed the front of his shirt and started to undo the top buttons.
"EXCUSE ME?!" Obito yelped grabbing the hands tot stop them.
"What? You should try it on, I'm pretty sure I got the measurements right but I would like to check before the ball." Kakashi deadpanned, his past slight grin now replaced with his usual disappointed glare.
"Okay while I can dress myself!" Obito squeaked when the others hands moved again towards his collar. Sighing Kakashi pulled his hands back dramatically.
"As you wish, your highness." Obito grumbled at the obvious mocking use of title and waited for the other to turn around before he finished unbuttoning his shirt. As he slipped it off his shoulder and started on his belt he remembered something. He had helped Asuma get dressed for his wedding with Kurenai. Hell he needed help with his own pants back then too. Why was he now so upset over another guy helping him get ready? He took down the new dress shirt and unbuttoned it and slipped it on. He went to re button it but the thing had the smallest damn buttons he had ever seen and they kept slipping out of his hold. Now that the material was actually stretched around him the buttons were refusing to close. He huffed and decided that he'd already asked a guy for help getting dressed before, what's the harm in doing it again.
"Actually... Can you umm." Obito stumbled. Okay accepting you need help with something as simple as buttoning a shirt is one thing but asking is another, his never were getting to him. However Kakashi got it and turned around, without making fun of him or making him fix his request Kakashi knelt and started to button the shirt quickly. Almost looking as if he was sewing with the precision he had. However Obito wasn't paying attention to how easily this guy was handling something he could for the life of him get because he was way more focused on how the knelt before him. Seeing the other's longish silver hair falling over his head and shoulders, did it always look that soft? Being over him also gave Obito a great view of the others eyelashes, also white. Before he hated how much it framed his eyes, usually shooting him a mean glare, now he found it almost whimsical. Actually the closer he looked form this angle he could almost see a bit under the black mask the other always wore. Clearly he had a nice nose but if the mask just slipped a little lower... then Kakashi was standing up, he took a little longer finishing the rest of the top buttons and... he was shorter, not by much but he definitely was. Obito always thought the other was taller than him...
"There, now will you let me help you with the rest please?" Kakashi huffed.
"What?" Obito asked, still lost in finally appreciating the others features when the question hit him. "Oh, y-yeah I guess." He said quickly. Kakashi only gave him another unimpressed look before going to grab the pants. Decided he would just accept the help Obito slid his pants down the rest of the way and waited for the other to hand him the new ones. When Kakashi knelt again he grumbled. Begrudgingly he raised a foot so the other could slide one side on before repeating for the other. kakashi took a bit longer pulling them up than he would've, probably worried about fraying the fabric. Again the other being knelt Infront of him gave him a weird feeling but he was quite sure what yet. He really hoped he wasn't becoming one of those snoot rulers who wants everyone to bow. Was he?! Noooo.
"There." Before he knew it he was all dressed up. Kakashi turned him and he looked at himself in the mirror.
"Wow." he repeated. Kakashi giggled again, Obito noticed how it didn't sound bad at all. Actually even Kakashi's voice, and yes even when it was being used to scold him, was pretty pleasant.
"Everything feel alright." Obito tried picking his arms up and walked in a small circle which got another small laugh out of the other.
"Yup, but the chest does feel a bit tight, not to bad though." Obito answered, He felt the area mentioned and it wasn't like the buttons were strained so it should be fine. Kakashi looked and nodded.
"Looks fine to me." Obito put his hand down and Kakashi looked up to meet his eyes again. "Let me help you take that off then you can retire for the night." Obito for once stood nicely as the other undressed him. When it got to his pants he finally rgained some of his shame and told Kakashi he could handle the rest. Although he didn't tell the other to turn and the other stood facing him still. By the time he was redressed his face a bit hot from all the attention.
"g'night Kakashi." Obito grumbled. He noticed the other flinch a bit before bowing.
"...It's not proper for a prince to address his staff so personally. Goodnight, prince Obito." Obtio frowned, this was the hardest part of this new life to accept. Having to put himself in a different social class than others, it wasn't something he ever had to do or liked.
"Right, dismissed." He sighed and the other straighten up and left the room.
Obito woke up to a slight shifting of his covers and he hazily opened his eyes to see it was still dark out when he noticed a lump moving at the end of his bed under the sheets. he quickly sat up and despite being a scared he lifted the cover to see what lied beneath only to find... Kakashi? The other shot him a grin before sitting up on his thighs between Obito's legs.
"shhh" The other whispered, a finger up to his own lips. Obito watched as the face he'd been just wondering about earlier now inched closer to his, maskless and all. Obito gulped and shifted back a bit but the other only followed him. When Obito was flush with his head board his mind finally caught up with him and... Why wouldn't he want to kiss Kakashi? So he instead sat still there, seeing the other smile more at his new complacence and fluttered his eyelids close before pressing his lips softly against Obito's. Kakashi leaned back and Obito had to blink a few times to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Actually looking at the other again he had to be because Kakashi was now wearing the female uniform instead of the usual male one. Kakashi must have noticed his staring because he raised one of his hands to the hem of the long skirt and stared to pull it up, revealing more of his unique snow white skin. Obito shuddered a bit and looked up to try and get a sign on what was going on from the others face but only found a lazy smirk and half lidded eyes.
"Wait but... Isn't this wrong?" Obito asked quietly.
"Don't you want it?" Kakashi purred, sitting up a bit to get closer to him. Obito... did. Thinking back on it that weird feeling probably wasn't a newly developing superiority complex.
"Yes." Obito said quickly and grabbed Kakashi by his hips, helping him into his lap. Kakashi did that light, airy, giggle Obito also now realized he absolutely loved and moved one hand up to guide Kakashi's lips back to his. Obito was just about to sneak a hand under the others skirt when Kakashi suddenly sat up.
"you okay-"
"When did the last great flood hit the kingdom?" Kakashi was looking down at him still with that seductive gaze and Obito almost didn't catch the question.
"Seriously? You want to do a flash quiz, right now?" Obito asked with a grumble but the other only kept still, waiting for his answer.
"Uhh." Shit. Right now the last thing on his mind was a damn natural disaster when he had a natural beauty in his lap. He scrubbed a hand down his face trying to force his mind to work and closed his eyes. "1603"
"Correct, looks like you can do something right." Kakashi spoke again but that most definitely was not Kakashi's voice. He opened his eyes to see his old maid sitting on his lap, her smaller eyes, wrinkled with age glaring down at him. Obito might have given a really uncalled yelp and quickly scrambled off the bed, falling backwards and hitting his head. He opened his eyes again but had to squint them at the sudden brightness of his room. He rubbed at his head and climbed back on the bed trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Where did Kakashi or- er- the old maid go? And why was it morning? and- shit that was a dream. He looked down at where the covers still laid over his waist and deiced he would not embarrass himself further by picking them up. Just thinking about it- why would he imagen Kakashi in the female uniform?! He was already plenty sexy in the male one, was it some deep rooted phycological issue where his brain didn't want to find Kakashi hot because he was a guy? But he's found other guys hot and never dreamed of them in women's clothes. Was it because skirts had easier accesses? And after feeling his slight erection get harder he immediately stopped thinking of that dream and got up to go to the bathroom. Typically he would need to call a maid to change some lever so hot water actually got to this wing but right now what he need was not a dress, clicking of heeled shoes, or white hair anywhere in sight and some nice cold water. He had just gotten under the water when there was the sound of the door opening.
"GET OUT!" He yelled yanking the shower curtain shut, why hadn't he closed that!
"...I was just leaving you a fresh towel. would you like me to turn on the hot water for the wing?" Of course it was Kakashi who walked in, his voice doing nothing to help Obito's current issue.
"No. Now leave! Please!" Obito urged and he heard the other walk out and close the door. He sighed and looked down at his now fully hard dick. Well at least he was in the shower already.
Obito got dressed and walked back into the main space of his bedroom when there was a knock.
"Can I come in now?" He heard Kakahsi's voice through the door and could tell he was a bit annoyed already.
"Yeah." Obito sighed, he probably slept in, or missed some special breakfast he was supposed to attend. Kakashi swung the door open and walked in with his usual grace and stared Obito down.
"Did I miss something...?" Obito asked lowly.
"No but I must have, yesterday you let me dress you and now I can't even bring you a towel, your mood swings are very hard to work around, Prince." He was really starting to hate that title even more each time Kakashi called him that. Kakashi kept the door open and stared, uh oh. Back to the silent demands phase. Obito walked out of his room and followed the other down to the dinning room again. At the table he saw Itachi already looking towards him as soon as he walked in.
"Are you ready for tonight." He more demanded than asked.
"Yeah, Kakashi's been drilling everything I would ever need to know and more into my head." He sighed, slightly looking back to the man standing against the wall behind him.
"Then after tonight he will be returned to my staff." Itachi said, closing the conversation and turning away from him. That was... Not good. Obito actually liked having Kakashi around, he was the only person in this castle who seemed to actually be personable. Obito ended up just picking at his plate, upset over the news that just a week ago he couldn't wait to hear. After breakfast Kakashi walked him up to his room and went to leave till it was lunch.
"Wait." Obito said when the other grabbed the door knob. Kakashi turned to him and tilted his head. "Shouldn't we... Uh, study more?" Obito tried to come up with an excuse for the other to stay longer.
"You've gotten everything right for the past two days, I'd say your perfectly ready for tonight." Obito didn't even bother to school his posture as he slumped at the news, "But I guess you can never be too prepared." Kakashi walked over to the table and sat. Obito almost messed up his proper sitting with how fast he tried to sit with the other. They ended up working on nonsense topics till lunch and even then Obito just requested to have it brought up so he could "Stay concentrated." Once the sun started to set Kakashi stood up and looked down at Obito with such fond eyes Obito almost lost his breath.
"Time to get ready." Ready? OH RIGHT. Obito nodded and stood up, following the other to the closest. He let the other dress him without complaint. Well, mostly, he still stopped the other from unbuttoning his shirt. Something Kakashi always went for first for some reason. Once he was dressed he finally realized something.
"Are you coming?" He asked and Kakashi shot him a look.
"Maybe" Maybe? what does maybe mean?
"Will you?" Obito asked again, staring down the other, Kakashi giggled a bit but nodded.
"I will." He rushed Obito down stares and Obito was faced with all of the royal family already standing at the main entrance.
"Am I late?" Obito whispered to the other.
"No, just not as early." Kakashi smiled and once he was stood next to Itachi, he bowed and walked off somewhere. Now surrounded by just his technical family Obito felt as lost as he did his first week. The king walked over to him and luckily Obito remembered to bow slightly.
"I heard reports you're rather decent at math and strategy." Obito looked up and nodded, remembering to be modest as well when in front of someone of a higher standing.
"A bit yes," the king nodded and started walking towards the main doors.
"Tell me about it." Obito gulped but followed the man.
He ended up talking to the king for most the carriage ride over to the wing where the ball would be held. Itachi and Sasuke were talking with their mother, the queen and it honestly looked like listening to the 6 year old talk was more interesting. Or at very least less stressful. However it was a quick ride and they were guided in by some guards. They were the first non staff people there and had to sit at this long table in the front of the room. Soon other people started to arrive but as they walked up to the table and sat Obito quickly realized these were some kind of court members or delegates and when they started talking politics he looked away.
"Obito it's best you pay attention to this conversation." The king said in warning and Obito quickly sat up and payed attention. Thankful not too much of it went over his head, Kakashi having to thank for that, but it was still pretty boring. He missed the parties back home, where a tavern would push all the table to the walls and whoever knew how to play an instrument would stand by the bar playing whatever song they wanted and whoever felt like dancing would go to the middle of the room. It was always so much fun. Now he's sitting at a table, stone still, listening to politics with a sad orchestra playing in the back of the room. Eventually a bell rang signifying it was seven and two guards fully opened the door, Obito sat up as he saw the rush of people walking in. Some looked every fancy and like they might be delegates from other kingdoms where others were clearly villagers of the high south. However among the crowd a wavy mess of dark brown hair and a very tall, rugged man caught his eyes. No way, it couldn't be... The couple looked over to his table and their eyes light up. Asuma and Kurenai?!? They gave a quick wave then continued walking as to not disturb the line. He spotted a few of his other friends and got very confused. Once people stopped trickling in the big doors closed and the orchestra switched to a slightly faster song and people started swaying on the dance floor. Letting their fancy dresses just slightly move from side to side while keeping their hair from getting jostled. Obito had to stifle a laugh when he saw Asuma and Kurenai trying to replicate it, Asuma looking way to stiff and Kurenai having to stop herself from trying to add more to the minimalist dance. Finally the conversation at his table seemed to end and the king looked over to him and the other princes'.
"You may be off to mingle with the people." King Fugaku said and waved them off. Obito, although slowly and repecfully, got the hell out of there. He went right to his friends, which was easy as the delegates and fancy folk seemed to have a dislike for him and moved out of his way.
"Obito! God you look silly." Asuma said as soon as he walked up, he went to slap a hand on his shoulder but stopped. "I can't do that anymore, can I?" Obito frowned
"No. A guard might kick you out."
"They were so pissed about having to let us in." Radio laughed.
"Yeah speaking of that how'd you guys get in here?" Obito asked
"Well we got a letter saying our village would be slowly being integrated into the balls and other social events as we now had a Representative in the castle." Kurenai explained.
"So thanks for being a bastard, buddy!" Gemma joked and Obito laughed with him.
"You know it's very improper to let someone form a lower class address you as such." His friends turned to glare at whoever walked up behind him but Obito eminently smiled.
"You came!" He turned around and holy shittt. He wasn't wearing his mask. His face- Was he dreaming again? If so why was this dream so much better-
"Your'e spacing out again, prince." Obito shook his head and let the name calling slide.
"Sorry, Wow you look so fancy! Oh and meet my friends their-"
"I know them."
"You know us." Kurenai leaned around Obito to glare at Kakashi.
"Sure, after all I got to pick which people would be chose to represent the low west village for it's first appearance at the ball." Obito smiled wider and had to close his first to stop himself from hugging the other.
"You invited them? How'd you know?"
"You give me the letter you want to send out of the castle, all I did was pay attention to where they were being sent."
"That's kind of weird." Gemma interjected and yeah it was but Obito didn't care, it was nice.
"He's royalty, I have to know who he's talking to. It's a risk presentation." Kakashi defended in his teacher voice. "Now I got to go get Itachi away from the crowd before he gets troubled."
"Wait," Kakashi turned and smiled at him, almost making Obito forget everything he ever knew. "Will you come back after?"
"Maybe" The other teased.
"Will you?" Obito grinned.
"I will." And with that Kakashi walked off into the crowd and disappeared.
"Obito... are you sleeping with that guy?" Gemma asked bluntly.
"Gemma!" Kurenai chastised the other before Obito could. "You can't just ask that! Obviously he is." She whisper yelled at their friend, Obito nodding with her in agreement till the last bit.
"Kurenai! We are so not!" He whisper yelled back horrified.
"Oh, sorry to hear that." She said apologetically.
"You should try, he was totally giving you a look." Gemma added and Asuma shrugged in agreement.
"You guys are the worse." Obito grumbled but now the idea was in his head again. First the dream now this, but, was Kakashi looking at him like that? He was always glaring at him but sometimes he did shoot him weird glances. His friends changed the subject and talked about how the village was doing, how their work was going and even dance a bit. Obito had just finished dancing with some random delegate who deiced to be a delinquent and talk to him when Kakashi came back. It took a new level of control Obito didn't know he had to finish his proper goodbye with her and not rush to Kakashi.
"How was Itachi?" Obito asked because anything else would probably embarrass him and forcing himself to think about his kind of cousin made his mind in strictly business mode.
"Fine, he got to leave early because Sasuke was getting tiered, although I think Itachi was the more exhausted of the two." Kakashi giggled, "Don't tell him I said that." Kakashi sent him one of those weird looks, not a mean one but not one like his friends were talking about ether, when did they become so... close?
"Hey, will you leave tonight?" Kakashi titled his head in confusion
"Of course, this building is really only for parties and-"
"No will you leave me- er, will you go back to Itachi's staff." Obito said, he knew how whine he sounded but thinking about it he really didn't want Kakashi to go.
"...Most likely," Obito frowned and looked down but Kakashi stepped forward a bit "however I'm still in you staff for this night, the whole night." Kakashi emphasized and when Obito looked up he finally realized what his friends where talking about.
"I'm pretty tired myself actually." Despite being the one to make an innuendo first Kakashi now had a bit of a blush and nodded.
"Well I'll request an early leave for us then." Kakashi said quietly and hurried off again.
"Sooo now you'll be sleeping with that guy." Gemma said without a bit of tac but Obito could only huff
"hopefully." Soon the other was back and ushering him back to the kings table for goodbyes and a few random people who he remembered from his "current events" lessons. Obito was surprised when Kakashi jumped in the coachman.
"Get in" Kakashi smirked and Obito didn't need a second offer.
"You can drive one of these?"
"Yeah, my family actually got close with the king because of our horse riding and breeding skills. We've been Calvary, stable workers and coachmen. I'm just a maid because my father asked me not to join the Calvary." Kakashi talked and Obito just listened in awe, he looked out to the gardens and just enjoyed the sent of spring on the night air as they made it back to the castle. Obito quickly walked towards his wing with Kakashi close behind, when they got to his room he turned to Kakashi but the other looked off now. Back how he did when they first met, stiff, serious, but above all nervous. Well... If Kakashi was felling nervous than Obito just had to get him comfortable. Best way to do that, stick to the usual.
"Hey can you help me with this thing." Obito pouted, pulling on his collar for dramatic effect. He saw Kakashi gulp a bit before looking down to his chest than back up.
"sure" He said quietly and walked over, sure enough Kakashi took no time getting his vest off but slowed down at the dress shirt.
"You really want to take your time unbuttoning my shirt huh?" Obito asked, watching how the other flinched a bit.
"I'm just being carful, it's a delicate fabric."
"Yeah, but you always take long with the buttons by my collar." Obito noticed the other seemed flustered and Obito figured now would be the time to push him a bit more. He garbed Kakashi's hand and put it flush against his chest, surprised a bit by how cold the others hand was. Kakashi yelped but kept his hand there.
"Is this what you wanted?" Obito teased and the other quickly pulled his hand back.
"No. your mistaken." kakashi said too quickly and Obito just hummed.
"Then you can continue." Kakashi for once looked confused before remembering what he was in the middle of doing. Obito saw the other swallow before kneeling down to finish the rest of the buttons. When he was done Obito slid off the shirt and watched with amusement as the others hands shook a bit as they reached towards his belt. Getting an idea Obito put a hand on the others shoulder, getting another flinch out of him.
"Come up real quick." Kakashi nodded and raised up, Obito garbed the others collar and started to undo the buttons of his shirt getting Kakashi to yelp and jump back.
"What was that?!" The other yelled, finally his voice cracking.
"What? You're wearing one of those fancy shirts too so I thought I'd help out." Obito said with feigned innocents. "You know, delicate fabrics' and all." Kakashi stood for a minute before he stepped forward again.
"Fine." Obito smiled before going back to work undressing the other. Obito might have let his fingers drift into the fabric on purpose a few times but each shudder it got out of the other was worth the glares he got. Obito took the open fabric and helped slide it off of Kakashi's shoulders. He knew the other could tell he was staring and the slight blush he had only made him look better. Obito knelt down and Kakashi tried to step back again, Obito's hold on his belt stopping him.
"Wait, don't you need help with your belt?" kakashi glared down at him
"No."
"You sure? Your hands are shaking. If you cold it would be better to just let me finish than you could get dressed again." Kakashi glared for a long time before looking away to let obito work. After the kinda permission Obito made quick work of the others belt and slid down his pants, helping Kakashi step out of them. Obito grabbed the others hips to help steady himself as he stood and loved the sound it punched out of the other.
"there, you want to go to bed now?" Obito smirked, Kakashi face was now very red and he couldn't meet his eyes.
"Stop... You know I can't play games like this..." Kakashi said lowly. Obito had to not voice his happiness at that. Because for Kakashi to pull the "we can't" card meant he wanted this too.
"You sure? Can't I give you an order?" Obito teased, honestly joking but Kakashi looked up to him with bright eyes.
"you could... I'm still your personal staff till midnight." Obito wasted no more time picking the other up and carrying him to his bed. he placed Kakashi down gently and brushed the bangs out of the others eyes.
"Kakashi, I request you sleep with me." Kakashi smiled a bit and giggled.
"You can't request it, were required to denied requests that could damage a prince's image." Obito frowned but rephrased anyway.
"Kakashi, Sleep with me." Kakashi wasted no time wrapping his arms around his neck and pressing their faces together. Despite the speed and neediness of the kiss it was still soft, just like his dream. Actually much better than his dream. He licked Kakashi's bottom lip and the other easily opened his mouth.
"Kakashi," He asked when they separated a bit.
"Yes?"
"You actually want this right? Your not just doing this because I'm forcing you-" Obito was cut off by the other pulling him back into a kiss. Kakashi reached down and opened Obito belt without issue this time and gently pushed him back.
"Off." Was all he said and it was all Obito needed before he was taking his belt and pants off. He caged the other in again and let one arm rest by the others head to brace himself and the other went back to his cool hip.
"How's your skin so cold?" Obito whispered as he moved down Kakashi's skin, kissing lightly at the spot between his shoulder and neck.
"Not sure" Kakashi mumbled, helping Obito raise his hips high so they could rub against each other. They groaned at the contact and Obito used the hand he had on the others hip to help him grind harder. Obito used all his restraint to push the other back down into the bed for a moment and brought his hand up to his mouth.
"Be good, I don't want to wait any longer," Obito lightly ordered and brought his hand up to Kakashi's cheek before pressing tow fingers against his lips. Kakashi opened his mouth, his eyes never leaving Obito's as he swirled his tongue around the fingers. Obito pulled back the digits and was satisfied with the think string he was connecting them to Kakashi's full bottom lip. Obito leaned back on his legs and used his dry hand to pull down Kakashi's under wear revealing his hard leaking member.
"Didn't realize you were so wet already, could've used this to get you prepped huh?" Obito teased as he lowered his two fingers to the others rim. He stroked Kakashi lightly as he breached his fingers, being slow yet impatient enough to start with two. Kakashi keened and Obito wasn't sure if it was from the stretch or teasing but leaned back in to kiss the other again. He moved his fingers slowly, stretching the other as he deepened the kiss. Eventually Kakashi started to rock back and Obito scissored his fingers wider, Kakashi groaned but kept moving.
"You can- can do more" Kakashi panted, Obito nodded and added another finger. He now focused more on where he angled his hand and eventually got a chocked gasp out of Kakashi, he went to keep working the other there but Kakashi grabbed his wrist. "Good' enough." He held Kakashi's gaze for a minuet before pulling out his fingers.
"Thank god, need you so bad." Obito confessed and loved the way the other shied back to the pillow away from his eyes. Obito stroked himself a few times, spreading his pre along himself before aligning with the others entrance. He pressed the head in easily but felt Kakashi tense up half way on his length. "Hey your okay, your doing so good for me." Obito tried comforting the other, rubbing his thigh and returning a hand to Kakashi's member. Kakashi moaned and relaxed back into the sheets.
"sorry..." Kakashi breathed out as Obito rocked in further. Obito leaned in to kiss the other, nothing but a peck but leaving his face close to the others.
"Don't be, your perfect." Obito apricated the soft kiss he got back and felt Kakashi press against him as well, finally getting all the way in. Obito leaned back and used his hand on Kakashi's hip to raise it just a bit more before pulling out and slowly thrusting back in. Remembering where the others sensitive point was, smiling as Kakashi threw his head back. Obito kept up the slow deep rhythm till he felt the heat in his stomach grow and his muscle tense a bit.
"I'm close," He panted and Kakashi only nodded, his mouth already stuck open and eyes glossed over with tears. Obito leaned in and kiss the other as he sped up his hips and muffled Kakashi's growing moans. Just as he felt his body tense one last time he pulled out, grabing both his and Kakashi's lengths and pumping them both. They came at the same time and Obito flopped down next to Kakashi, rolling over to look at the other. Kakashi closed his eyes for a moment and caught his breath before rolling over to look back at Obito.
"Why'd you pull out." Kakashi pouted and Obito chuckled a bit.
"Didn't know you wanted it inside, Isn't it easier to get clean this way?" Obito saw Kakashi agreed but was still upset. He gently grabbed the others head and guided it down so he could Kiss Kakashi's forehead. "Next time." He heard the other gasp lightly and smiled into the soft silver hair. Sure enough after a bit more lying around Kakashi wanted to wash up and Obito carried him to the bathroom, much against Kakashi's wishes. Kakashi spent the night in Obito's bed and even stayed to wake him up.
As the sun hit Obito's eyes it was just as quickly gone again as a hand slid over them. He gently grabbed the hand over his eyes and brought it to his lips, kissing Kakashi's palm. He heard the other giggle and wished he could just leave the morning like this, light and soft.
"Are you leaving?" He didn't get a response and looked up to Kakashi and saw the other smiling down at him.
"No." He knew he was leaving but he still had to ask, to hear it- No? Did Kakashi just say no? Obito shot up and stared at the other confused. Kakashi of course just giggled at him but before he could start questioning the other the hand that he had just been holding went to cover his mouth.
"I found out last night, your getting moved back to the east village. As the governor of it, with me as an adviser, Itachi had been helping me get into a high position and the opportunity just opened up." Kakashi explained it all so simply but it still flew completely over Obito's head. Well it was march, he had heard the the eastern governor was retiring this month. So that checked out. And Kakashi was smart and commanding enough that it was only natural to move him out of a servant job to a higher power one. But he was going with him? And he found out about this last night?
"You told me it was out last night together!" Kakashi looked away ashamed and shrugged.
"I thought it was..."
"You told me that after we got back to the castle! You knew it wasn't at the ball!" Obito complained and the other only kept his gaze on the window.
"I... well-"
"Well what?" Obito whined, he had been stressing and getting sad over nothing! He deserved to know what was the reason for it at least.
"I want to see what you'd do... If you thought it was" Kakashi said quietly and a blush started creeping up his neck and ears.
"You- Kakashi" Obito whined grabbing the other and pulling him back down to the bed. He bit the others neck lightly as punishment but ended up just kissing the other again. After all how could he not be happy, he was getting to stay with Kakashi after all and go back home. That day he was told by the king formally of his new position and to start packing. Itachi made sure to let him know if he made any slips he would be the first to report it to the king. And after another week he was back in his home town with Kakashi. Although now he lived at the walled off house on the border of town, closer to the castle, and didn't get much free time he could now go to the bar or see his friends every once in awhile. And he and Kakashi got a bit drunk one night where he told the other about his dream, he definitely found his new life completely fine with a dress clad man sat on top of him quizzing him on different capitals.