#stealthing

Kinoe slowly opened his eyes and looked to his savior. He seemed dazed. “Kakashi?” He greeted; his voice cracked with confusion. “What are you? Why are you?” He stammered.

“No time,” answered Kakashi, checking out the exit. “Are you okay?”

“What? No no…I don’t feel great. Danz-” Kinoe’s words caught in his throat. His body wouldn’t move. He couldn’t finish his sentence.

“Kinoe?” Kakashi turned to see his friend looking defeated. He paced over and Kinoe pointed to his tongue. There was a curse mark there, preventing him from speaking. “I’m so sorry,” Kakashi said, gently caressing his cheek. “We’ll figure it out. For now, let’s go.”

The two ran out of that place together. There were a couple of hitches, but ultimately Friend Killer Kakashi managed to save his friend from that awful place. He brought him out of the darkness of The Foundation to the surface where he could feel the light and mentored him as his leader in Team Ro. This wouldn’t be the first or last time he’d save him either. 

On Team Ro, Kinoe used the name, Tenzo. It was a name he'd chosen on a whim, but Kakashi was stubborn and insisted he use it. Over time, the two got close– very close. Kakashi became very acquainted with Tenzo’s behaviors and unfortunately because The Third Hokage, Hiruzen, had been lenient with Danzo, the curse mark on Tenzo’s tongue had never been lifted. 

Kakashi caught Tenzo with his mouth open, prodding it in the bathroom mirror. He could tell he was still self-conscious about it. Instead of commenting on it though, Kakashi walked on by, keeping his nose in his favorite book, “Make Out Paradise”. Tenzo blushed, knowing that he had been seen and closed his mouth quickly. He followed Kakashi down the hall. “Captain?” He called.

“Hm?” Kakashi pivoted on a heel to face his teammate, not lifting his face from his book. It was beginning to get particularly spicy. “What is it, Tenzo?”

“Sorry about that.”

“That?”

“You were going to the restroom, right? I uh…was in the way.”

It was painful to see Tenzo so out of sorts. Kakashi sighed, closing the book, “come with me.”

“Ah, y-yes captain!” Tenzo stuttered. Kakashi brought him to a vacant locker room and locked the door behind them. Tenzo continued further in before turning around. “Uh Kakashi?”

“Let me see it.”

“What?” Tenzo asked. His face was getting redder.

The right eye of his fluffy white-haired captain almost never looked more than half open. Tenzo could never change that fact, even now. Kakashi looked just as unamused as ever. He breathed another slow sigh and clarified, “your tongue. Let me see it.”

“Wh-why would you? What if someone sees?”

“I’ve been doing undercover missions for years. You think I don’t know how to lock a door?”

“Well, no, of course not…”

“Then open up,” Kakashi ordered.

Tenzo did. Kakashi then bent down to take a look. Sure enough, on Tenzo’s squirming tongue was Danzo’s curse mark– five lines with the last two broken to form the shape of an arrow pointing toward the tip. The younger teen was getting redder by the second. “Looks fine to me,” Kakashi concluded nonchalantly.

“W-what!? Captain!” Tenzo protested.

“In fact-” Kakashi grabbed Tenzo’s face and while he was too close to focus on, pulled down his mask to kiss him. Without a moment of thought Kakashi’s tongue was in his mouth, entwining with his. It was all so fast. He was remasked and had his book open again before Tenzo even knew it.

From then on, Tenzo was no longer embarrassed of his curse mark; Kakashi had saved him again. He watched Kakashi walk away from him, and his mind began to wander. What would it feel like to let it touch more of his captain?

Part of a collaboration with @flawlessstriker

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