December | By : kokkeichan Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1214 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: December
Author: Cheza-chan
Rating: R
Summary: Fired from his job, his world freezing around him, Umino Iruka must try and cope with the fact that he no longer has anything else left. Hatake Kakashi, owner of an animal clinic, proves that there are things worth living for.
Pairing: GenIru (ended), OroIru (non-con), KakaIru, SasuNaru, ShikaKiba, GaaSaku
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto--sadly. I'm just using the characters to express my mounting love for the show.
A/N: The first half of this chapter--the pairing actually--is dedicated to a friend I met on LiveJournal. No, she's not dead, but she closed her journal and I'm not sure if she's going to share anymore of her writing, so I pass on her favorite pairing to you. Also, Lennith, told me, and I quote, the pairing was "rarr" XD
Also, the five goldfish that Kakashi-sensei have, they're my goldfish. Because I couldn't put myself into the fic--it would totally ruin it--I put my pets instead. I want Kakashi to love them as much as I go. God, I adore my fish! I'm gonna cry a river when they pass away… T.T I keep telling myself they're immortal gods, but… (sniffles)
Chapter Ten - White Solace
Sakura greeted those she came across with a bright smile as she made her way to her locker. She wasn't happy because it was Friday--it was only Wednesday--but because she knew for a fact, that one of her worst teachers wouldn't be in class today. She was also glad Kiba and Shikamaru had fixed their problems so early; they could work on their project due Friday with only the usual arguments.
The young girl started on her combination and slipped the lock off once it was open. The hand slamming against her locker door prevented her from retrieving her books. Sakura sighed and pushed the splayed digits aside. She had her own problems, but they were irreparable. Her shoulder rose to ward off the kisses to her neck. "Stop. You disappeared on me all last week… Stop, Gaara!"
The red-haired boy fell against the wall of lockers after being pushed away. He laughed softly as he stared at the girl's frowning profile. "You can't ignore me."
Sakura slammed her locker shut and continued onto class without sparing him a second glance.
Gaara cut in front of her, a smirk on his lips. "You really don't want to see me?" He stepped aside as she continued her unresponsive act. "Fine. I'll just find someone else to take to prom."
"You do and you're dead…"
"Huh?" Gaara cupped a hand to his ear. He had already begun walking away. "Sorry, I can't hear you." Sakura glared at his back then turned around and broke into a run for her classroom. Gaara laughed to himself as he strolled down the hall.
Other students knew better than to get in his way. He was the token "rebel bad boy". He had torn off the sleeves on every school shirt and jacket he owned, thus exposing the tattoo on his left arm. Ironically, it was a Japanese character that could be translated as "love". Gaara sighed as he threw open one of the front doors. If she wanted him, she would know where to find him.
Sakura stood beside the table where her friends were seated, unable to sit. She wanted to take her lunch with her outside so she could find Gaara and pummel some sense into him. Problem was, no one knew about their so-called relationship. With a resigned sigh, the young girl finally sat. Upon doing so, she was reminded of who she saw Monday. "Umino Iruka." She said the name as though the taste of bile still resided in her mouth. "He's your stereotypical lawyer. A bastard to the bone with no regards for anyone else."
"Do you think he purposely lost the case? Because I've seen him in action and… he doesn't lose." Ino picked at her corn with her fork. "Maybe we should visit Sasuke," she said softly.
"I was thinking the same thing!" Sakura exclaimed, grinning. Her excited expression followed her organs as they all sank into the pit of her stomach.
"Sakura, what's wrong?" Ino inquired, leaning forward.
The boys at the other end of the table looked up. Shino had placed his sunglasses atop his head.
What was wrong was that Gaara was looking for her. Sakura pushed away from the table and stood; she had never known he was so impatient. Their eyes met across the room, the girl glaring while the boy smirked. She excused herself from the table, standing, and made her way through the cafeteria to get to one of the side doors.
Gaara chose another, but they both met outside. "I got tired of waiting," he muttered.
"What does that have to do with me?" the girl spat, pressing her hands to his chest to keep him away. "Apparently I'm no part of your life, so find someone else!"
Gaara wrapped his fingers around Sakura's wrists and drew her arms away. He pulled her close, locking her arms behind his back. "I don't want anyone else." His voice was husky and his breath warm against her cheek. "I only want you."
"If you stay in school, you can have me," Sakura said softly.
"You're asking for too much."
"You want me--another human being! I don't think it's a fair enough trade, but I'm willing--" Her eyes widened slightly as the redhead captured her mouth in a demanding, hungry kiss. "Gaara…!" She tried to push him away but his tongue slipped into her mouth and she slowly succumbed.
Gaara's fingers released her wrist and came up to tangle themselves in the long pink tresses. Sakura wondered what he would do after her appointment to cut it short came and went.
They pulled apart moments later, Gaara smirking triumphantly. "Saturday," he said as he released her other wrist. "We're going out."
"Fine." Sakura smoothed down her hair and uniform and disappeared back into the building through the door she'd first walked through. "Ah…" She laughed nervously at all the stares she received from her table and hoped her lips weren't swollen from Gaara's rough kiss. The young girl took a seat at her table and hurriedly began eating.
"Gaara, huh?"
Kiba reached across to whack Sakura on the back as she began choking. "Ino!" the girl gasped. "Whatever do you mean?"
"Do you honestly believe people are as clueless as they seem in movies and TV shows?" The blonde shook her head then raised a hand. "You go outside." She raised the other. "Gaara goes outside moments later." She then clasped her fingers together and Sakura blushed the color of a ruby.
"That's not true!" the pink-haired girl stammered out s the entire table laughed. She dropped her head and gave a defeated sigh. "Please don't tell anyone else. At least, not yet."
"Oh, fine," Ino huffed. "But I'm the only one left that doesn't have a date for prom." She blinked her now wide eyes and leaned forward to glance at the end of the table. "Aburame Shino," the blonde sang.
The brunet pulled his sunglasses back on and looked away. "I have to tend to my--"
Ino slammed her hands down onto the table. "Bugs?! For God's sake, man, you're not a nerd, and you're not a child anymore."
Shikamaru smiled behind his hand as he noticed the pink color tingeing the boy's cheeks.
"You're taking me," Ino said in a voice that left little room for argument. "And you won't wear those dumb shades." She stood with her tray to dispose of it.
"That's Ino for you," Chouji mumbled around the sandwich in his mouth. He was also going to prom, but he didn't need a date. Everyone else nodded in unison at his statement.
"Oh!" Sakura snapped her fingers. "Kiba, tell Kakashi I won't make it this afternoon. I want to visit Sasuke. I think Ino has practice for something, so she won't be able to come." She stood also, and ran off with her tray before anyone could respond.
"I don't understand women, but I know, firsthand, that they're nothing but trouble," Shikamaru mumbled.
"That's why you have me!" Kiba laughed, slapping his boyfriend on the back.
"You're worse than a woman," Shikamaru groaned, face buried in his arms.
"What was that, you sorry excuse for a man?!"
The bell rang, drowning out the remainder of Kiba's obscenities, and signaled that lunch was now over. Sakura and Ino rejoined them so they could all head back to classes together.
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"Let me get this straight one more time." The nurse gave the boys her full attention, arms crossed over he chest. "For two nights in a row--" She raised two fingers. "--he slept under an open window?"
Naruto and Sasuke nodded. Genma brow furrowed and he gave a congested sneeze. Naruto gripped Sasuke's shoulder, both of their stomachs turning over at the stream of snot that flew from the man's nose to decorate his pillow.
"You boys can go back to the recreation hall," the woman sighed, pulling on a surgical mask for her own health. "I need to have a stern chat with Mr. Shiranui before I… operate."
Genma didn't like the gleam in her eyes, but the door was already closing.
Sasuke ran a hand through his hair as he and Naruto exited the building that held their sleeping quarters and headed back to the main one. They were seen together more often now but ever since that Sunday, Naruto had noticed the brunet was closing up even tighter than before. He grinned and stepped in front of him. "Let's play pool. I'm positive there's enough people there to get a good game going."
"I guess," Sasuke sighed.
But upon arrival to the poolroom, both teenagers were kept from entering when one of the adult employees walked up. "There's someone in the front office to see you," the man said with a smile.
Naruto and Sasuke looked at each other, both questioning why the Uchiha had visitors, then looked in the direction of where the visitor was supposedly waiting. As a pair, they headed to the front.
'They're joined at the hip now.' The man rubbed a finger under his nose, sniffling softly. "Now, to find Izumo and con him into taking over for me."
Sakura was unable to contain herself when she saw the ebony-haired boy. Springing from her seat, she rushed to him and threw her arms around his neck. Naruto took a few steps away, his bright blue eyes slowly widening.
Sasuke just barely remembered the hysterical girl ambushing him now. He raised a hand, placing it to her shoulder, and eased her away so he could see her face. She looked as if she had been crying for quite some time. "Sakura. What are you doing here?"
"I came to visit you," the girl said between sniffles. "I was so worried--so scared!"
Naruto smiled to himself and rubbed the back of his neck. He turned and silently walked out of the large waiting room. Whatever it was, it didn't concern him. "Sasuke's so lucky," he sighed out loud to himself as he headed back to the poolroom. "He had a life before he came here." His expression darkened and his smile became sad, pained. There was no one "out there" to visit him. Everyone he had and knew were enclosed within the chain link fences.
The blonde laughed suddenly; he was rebuilding the mask that had broken. With a renewed spirit and broad grin, he was ready to take the pool hall by storm.
Sasuke walked Sakura out after her visit was over. It would be futile to try and leave with her because the orphans could only get out if accompanied by an adult employee of the orphanage. He watched her disappear then sighed, watching his breath quickly condense in the cold air. He was instantly reminded of that cigarette Genma had given him and felt as though another one would be perfect right about now.
Even though the temperature seemed to drop with every passing second he stood there, there was no urge to go back inside. His nails dug painfully into the palm of his hands as he heard his mother's voice and felt her warm touch. When he was smaller, he used to stand outside during the winter, waiting. Sasuke closed his eyes.
"Sasuke," a woman's concerned voice called out. "Sasuke, you'll catch a cold standing around like that." The boy turned to see his mother rushing toward him, a thick blanket in her hands. "Why can't we wait inside and look out the window?" she asked breathlessly once she reached him.
"Because I wanna do it this way. You're going to wait with me, mommy?" the child asked, eyes innocently wide.
"Don't I always?" she said with a gentle smile. Sasuke laughed as his mother scooped him up. "I have to keep an eye out for you." She wrapped the blanket tightly around them both before sitting. "I can't have my baby sick and missing Christmas."
Sasuke snuggled close, tangling his fingers in her long hair. Together they waited and, after the sun dipped below the horizon, the snow began to silently fall; the event was almost like clockwork now. Sasuke giggled softly, looking up into his mother's warm eyes, then ducked away from her as she tried to kiss him. "Mommy!"
"Mother!"
Both mother and child looked up at the shout to see a figure walking toward them through the haze of snow. Itachi had his arms wrapped around his middle as he made his way toward his family. A small smile was on his face. "Mother," he sighed, kneeling beside them. "Father told me to tell you you're both crazy for doing this every year." He tousled Sasuke's hair, chuckling softly as the boy pouted.
"He tells me that every year," the woman retorted with a smile. She leaned across and managed to plant a kiss on one of her boys. "Then always sends you out for me."
"Ew!" Sasuke exclaimed.
"'Ew'?" Itachi grunted as he lifted his little brother. "One day, you're going to revel in the feeling of someone kissing you."
"Itachi!" his mother chided. "He's too young to be thinking about such things." She folded the blanket, shaking her head, and placed it over her arm. "Advise him when he's older." Her smiles were always warm and bright.
Together, Sasuke in Itachi's arms and their mother's arms around them both, the trio headed back toward the house. Light spilled out into the yard from the open doorway. The man of the house was waiting there for his family to return.
Naruto noticed the brunet's shoulder had begun to shake and he neared him. He had gone to find Sasuke when he didn't show for their game, and was told he was still out here. As he got closer, he heard the soft sobs and his eyes deepened to the color of a lapis lazuli gemstone.
Sasuke's own dark orbs flew wide at the arms tightly encircling him and he glanced over his shoulder to see a blonde head. "Naruto?" he forced out, his voice continuing to break. As the other's grip tightened, Sasuke's resolve shattered and he broke down. He turned in the blonde's arms and lowered his head to Naruto's shoulder, his anguished sobs and screams filling the air. "Naruto…!"
Naruto cried for him also, but did so silently.
Unbeknownst to the pair, the sun slipped out of sight. With its disappearance, the Uchiha "family waiting" tradition continued on; the December snow began to fall, but neither seemed to notice. They stood out in the swirling flakes, finding solace in each other's arms.
"They're going to catch pneumonia," Izumo sighed, shaking his head. Every window in the front lobby that had a clear view of the walkway was filled with an adult's face.
"I think it's cute," a young woman sighed dreamily.
Izumo rolled his eyes and turned away. He stretched every muscle in preparation; the job Kotetsu had suckered him into was putting the younger children to bed. He swore to himself he would kill his friend slowly.
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A/N: Huh? What'd you think? Fitting, no? Oh. I'm sorry. I just had to toss in some Izumo/Kotetsu potential relationship. The next chapter's going to begin with some "Kakashi loving the snow, and Iruka hating him for it" action, then fall back into some NaruSasu. Don't worry, minna-tachi! I'll give you all what you want.
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