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: I think I lost my touch when doing this chapter; I tend to think I do that a lot. I'll start out all good and nice, almost even great, then go downhill, then come back up good in the end. Please, please forgive me… not just for the bad chapter, but because it's a long bad chapter. I wanted to split it up, but it was all just the one day--Friday. (hides under a rock) … T_T
Sorry for the sucky chapter title also. I usual base it around the chapter's contents, and I couldn't come up with anything for the entire written work, so I just focused on the serpent. (sheepish smile)
Chapter Twelve - Coil and Strike
His brown eyes slowly opened and Iruka glared at the stucco ceiling above him. 'What the hell is he doing now?' He rolled onto his side with a sigh and pulled the sheets over his head to try and drown out the sounds from outside his door. Somehow, it only got louder.
Kakashi was across the hall in his bathroom, belting out Christmas songs while he showered. He was an overflowing plethora of energy and he knew exactly where it came from--Iruka had moved in with him! Instead of just getting clothes, they had brought Iruka's apartment back. The furniture was in storage, but the man and every other personal belonging he needed was in this house--Kakashi's house!
The man's voice broke as he hit a particularly high note; not that he was singing in key anyway. Also, he was excited because Christmas was around the corner. He stepped out of the shower, this time wrapping and securing the towel tightly around his waist. He grinned at his fish in their home and climbed onto the bed to get to them.
The young vet had had to flush one down the toilet in the early morning because it passed. He'd noticed it moving a little sluggish, but he was happy that it had lived a long full year. He felt that was better than it being food for bigger fish.
"Morning," Kakashi cooed to the remaining four. "Are you hungry?" As soon as the lid was lifted, the tiny creatures swam to the surface, mouths opening and closing swiftly. "That's what I thought," he laughed.
Iruka backed away from the bedroom door with a soft sigh. He had been all ready to tell the other man off on his horrible singing, but Kakashi was emitting too much love at the moment. It was going to be extremely hard for Iruka to maintain a shred of sanity with Christmas just nine days away. Work saw him through it the many years before, but could he trust Kakashi enough to allow him to be the new medium in his life? The young man scowled and discarded the notion immediately. Since he was completely awake now, he might as well find something to eat. He disappeared down the stairs.
Kakashi joined him several minutes later, a Santa hat planted lopsidedly on his head. "Take it off," Iruka ordered, his fork abusing the scrambled eggs. Eggs and bacon were all that he was allowed to eat in the morning; sometimes there were the occasional hash browns.
"My hat or… something else?" Kakashi gave an impish grin and received a deadly glare in return.
"The hat. Christmas is--"
"Eight days away!" Kakashi exclaimed, dropping onto the stool in his kitchen alcove. Iruka was sitting on the other side. He reached down and stole a strip of bacon and munched on it while he spoke. "Don't you love Christmas, Iruka?"
"I absolutely despise it," the brunet deadpanned.
Kakashi didn't press the subject any further. He turned on his perch and stared at the stove. What could he cook? He tossed the ball on the end of his hat behind him and sighed. He felt like something sweet. "Iruka, do you want a cinnamon bun? There's this cute little pastry shop I know that should be open."
"I just ate," Iruka snapped. "Are you trying to fatten me up or something? Gonna stick me in the oven and eat me?"
If the veterinarian had a moustache, he would be twirling it uncontrollably. Instead, he settled for a foolish grin, glad his back was to the other. "No," he sighed. "I just don't think you're at your proper body mass yet."
"I won't be able to fit my clothes." Iruka emptied his plate of its remains and set it in the sink.
"We'll get you new ones. All you have are suits anyway." Kakashi spun back around and pointed toward the stairs with a wide grin. "Go shower!"
Iruka was already walking away. About thirty minutes later, he came back downstairs. In borrowed clothes--he really did only own suits--the young man made his way outside to find Kakashi sitting on the cab roof of his burgundy Dodge RAM. He turned, determined to waste his life away in his new room, but was stopped by the snowball pelting him in the head. Iruka turned slowly.
Kakashi had pulled the little ball on his Santa hat back around and was using it to cover up his right eye. "Avast, ye--"
"Shut the hell up!"
There was a loud, yet dull thud as he fell into the truck bed due to the massive snowball launched at him. "For someone so malnourished…" Kakashi took a hold of the truck sides to pull himself up. "You're awfully strong." He landed in the snow with a sigh and reached up to find his Santa hat missing.
"Forget it," Iruka snapped. "Let's just go before your stupidity rubs off on me."
"Okay!" Kakashi ran after the young man, shaking the excess snow from his hair. He tucked his hands into his pockets with a deep sigh. "Iruka, did you know the moon was made of cheese?"
Iruka stopped dead in his tracks, his entire body trembling. Where the hell had that come from?
"Every time they send a man to the moon--"
"Do not utter another foolish word," the lawyer hissed. "Take me to this shop before I rip your tongue out."
"I was just trying to lighten the mood," Kakashi smiled. "But, uh, we're going in the wrong direction." They had been walking almost ten minutes when the statement was made.
"I'm going to rip your legs off!" Iruka roared, taking off after the fleeing man.
Orochimaru sighed, flipping his hair over his shoulder, and fixed his suit. The cold weather didn't bother him. He'd just left Tsunade at the bar inside polishing off tequila shots as if tomorrow didn't exist for her. He glanced up the street then down, wondering where Kabuto was with the car. In doing so, he spotted him.
The golden-eyed brunet felt his lips curl upward at the sight of his most precious treasure. Umino Iruka was running down the sidewalk, chasing another man--what were the odds? The moment seemed to happen in slow motion: the name left Orochimaru's lips before he could help himself and the dark head turned in his direction. Golden eyes sparkled devilishly while the brown ones lost all life.
Kakashi stopped as Iruka did and stared at the pale figure. 'They know each other?'
No one had satisfied him as much as Iruka had. No one. Orochimaru slowly reached for his former employee and was unable to keep his smirk from widening as the man jerked away. "Iruka, don't be shy. It's been so long since we've seen each other. Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" His fingers curled inward as he glanced at Kakashi and nodded.
Iruka had forgotten how to speak; his mouth had become dry and his tongue was swollen. He couldn't breathe. The man standing before him--the creature--had ruined his entire life and was now trying to play nice! He swallowed hard. "Kakashi," Iruka forced out. "Let's go."
"That's not polite, Iruka." Orochimaru had to suppress his moan as his fingers were finally able to grasp the younger man's upper arm.
Pain. Iruka's eyes flew wide, his body suddenly wracked with pain. He gasped as he felt his arms being twisted behind his back as they had been so many nights ago. He tore himself away from his former boss and fell against Kakashi, greedily taking in air to fuel his lungs into working again.
The veterinarian smiled politely at the ebony-haired man while placing an arm lightly around Iruka. "I'm sorry. I'm Hatake Kakashi. How do you know Iruka?"
"I was his boss," Orochimaru replied, crossing his arms over his chest. "It was such a shame to lose him, but it was my partner's decision and I couldn't stop it."
'He's lying! Don't listen to him... Kakashi!' Iruka tried to get the other man to keep walking, but the vet only took a few steps backward.
"You lost a great lawyer," Kakashi chuckled, smiling down at the dark head against his chest.
"I know," Orochimaru drawled, licking his lips. His gaze was drawn to the limousine pulling up and sighed. "That's me. I'm sorry we can't talk more, Iruka."
'Stop saying my name so friendly!'
Kakashi waved as the Sannin Law Office owner got into the vehicle then pried Iruka's hand away from his shirt. "Ready for pastries?" he whispered, twining his fingers with the other man's. He wouldn't press the matter any further because he felt Iruka should tell him when he felt ready. Right now, he wanted the brunet's erratic heartbeat to slow.
Iruka was ready to throw up--Orochimaru had touched him. After trying so hard to forget that feeling, the serpent had risen and sank its poisonous fangs into him once more.
"Come on, Iruka," Kakashi sang, practically dragging the other man down the sidewalk. They left an odd trail in the snow.
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"Naruto--"
"Shh!"
"You're an idiot."
The broken links were peeled away from the post and the snickering blonde allowed the brunet to crawl through first. He then followed. Sticking as low as they could, the boys ran. "Where are we going?" Sasuke asked, breathless, when the finally stopped. He still couldn't believe the other boy had taken apart the fence himself for easier escape.
"I have no idea," Naruto laughed, straightening up with a groan. He really didn't know where they should go. "I just wanted to set you free," he admitted, allowing himself to fall face first into a pile of snow.
Sasuke was tempted to bury him--no one would be the wiser; they'd never find him. He stood over the body, sighing, and looked around. "Maybe we can go to the movies. I hear there's at least one thing that's good out."
"We'll see it!" Naruto exclaimed, spitting snow from his mouth as he sat up. "I have money." He laughed and stood, shaking himself free of snow. Grasping Sasuke's hand, the blonde took off running. In their hurry to get to the theater, the boys almost ran over a woman leaving a restaurant.
She let her sunglasses slip down the bridge of her nose to stare at the children. Her amber eyes glanced over the blonde and she laughed. "Hey, brat."
Naruto squinted up at her, crossing his arms over his chest. "I know I know you," he mumbled, freeing an arm to scratch his head.
"I got your punk ass out of spending years in juvenile hall for a misdemeanor. Tsunade?" she sighed, hoping the mention of her name rang a bell. It did.
The baby blues lit up. "Oh, yeah! That's right. The old lady!"
Tsunade's smile became forced as she gritted her teeth. "You ungrateful punk. How dare you disrespect me? I personally came down to fight on your behalf!"
Sasuke stared between the two arguing people then lightly touched Naruto's shoulder to remind him that he was still there.
"Oh! Hey, lady. This is my friend, Uchiha Sasuke." Naruto pushed the reluctant boy forward.
"Uchiha…" Tsunade removed her sunglasses with a sighed and smiled, folding the objects into the breast pocket of her shirt. "I'm sorry to hear about your family and I'm even more sorry that my idiotic partner wanted to incarcerate you. I swear he thinks with his dic--lower regions," she corrected with a soft chuckle.
Sasuke shook his head, his way of silently telling her it was all right.
"Hey." Naruto took hold of Tsunade's arm, pulling her close. She smiled. "Where ya headed? Think you can give us a ride?"
"Sure thing, brat. My ride's across the street." Tsunade glanced at the brunet. "Coming?"
Sasuke nodded and followed after the pair of blondes; they seemed so similar--almost as though they could be related--he thought it was scary. He shook his head with a sigh and got into the blue Mustang.
Naruto was following when he noticed a familiar face across the street. He grinned and cupped his hands around his mouth to amplify his yell. "Hinat--Ahh!" Tsunade had dragged him into the car and peeled away from the curb.
The quiet Hyuga child turned after hearing her name, but saw no one she knew. She sighed and returned to her window-shopping. Neji was already inside purchasing something because he knew what he wanted to get. With such a large family, they always began Christmas shopping early.
Neji came back out, his purchase hidden in his school case. "You don't see anything?" he sighed.
"I don't know what he wants," she whispered, blushing. "And I thought I heard someone calling me, so I got even more distracted."
"There are other people you know than him," Neji reminded, unable to keep the scowl from his voice. "Like your family," he muttered under his breath.
"Neji?" Hinata stared at him, blinking.
He sighed, looking away. "Your father said he wanted us back at nine, so we have four more hours. Please find something during that time." He turned and began walking in the opposite direction, case over his shoulder.
"Ne… Neji!" Hinata ran after him.
"You're such a coward," the boy sighed. He wrapped an arm around her. "I was only going to the café we passed earlier."
Hinata lowered her head, blushing, and moved closer to her cousin's side. Neji's grip tightened on his case's handle and he squeezed his eyes shut for a second. He knew it was wrong--they were first cousins--but he wanted her to see what was right in front of her eyes. He had never left her side after that terrifying night when she had almost been kidnapped; most of the family believed that's why she was the way she was now.
Neji released her and stepped away, never breaking his forward stride. He loved Hinata, but she was looking somewhere else.
"Neji." Hinata took his hand with both of hers and they stopped. She was looking beyond him rather than at him. "Neji, we passed the café," she said softly with a smile. Neji looked behind him and sighed. He took one of her hands and led her into the quaint shop.
As soon as they disappeared inside, a gaming shop across the street had two customers leaving who knew the Hyugas very well. One of them also knew of Neji's taboo love.
"Why didn't you get it for me for Christmas?" Kiba asked, happily hugging the plastic bag to his chest.
"Because you kept bothering me," Shikamaru replied, covering his mouth with his gloved hand as he yawned. Kiba had, indeed, kept him up most of the night rattling off his Christmas list. After sex, he wanted sleep, not noise. His eyelids drooped even more than usual.
"Shikamaru," Kiba sighed, nudging the other boy. "Wake up."
"What do you still want from me?" Shikamaru groaned, shaking his head.
"For you to pay attention to me, you jerk."
"I just wasted money--"
"Wasted?!" Kiba snapped.
"You always manage to put your foot in your mouth, don't you?" a female voice said tauntingly. Both boys looked to their lefts to see Ino half-in a yellow cab. She waved, smiling sweetly. "Kiba, I have no idea why you're still with him."
"Who are you waiting on?" the Nara youth cut in before the other boy could comment.
The door open, Ino sat with her legs out of the parked vehicle. "Someone," she giggled, wagging a finger. "Why don't you continue on to where you were headed? I'm sure it was someplace nice."
Shikamaru sighed and took Kiba's wrist between his fingers. Everything and everyone was annoying and troublesome. He glanced to his right as he pulled his boyfriend up the sidewalk with him, knowing exactly who was hiding. "Let's go to the movies," he muttered, not releasing the other.
"You just want to sleep." Kiba playfully head butted him.
"That too." Shikamaru stole a kiss from the Inuzuka then quickly raised his arm to signal for a cab.
As soon as they pulled away, Ino inched back into the cab she waited in. The shop door right across from the car opened and a flustered Shino made his way out. She smiled as he took a seat beside her and took the package. "Socializing with humans--it isn't so bad, is it?"
Shino had no comment. With his sunglasses locked away in the young girl's purse, he lowered his head and hid behind the high collar of his jacket.
The cab driver glanced in the rearview mirror as he pulled away from the curb and shook his head with a smile.
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Sasuke had no interest in the movie--it was rumored to be an excellent one too, but he was more interested in the blonde boy beside him loudly munching popcorn. If anyone asked, the only thing he'd be able to tell them was that the film was about a girl and boxing.
Naruto balanced the bag in his lap and reached for his drink cup in the holder. After taking a long sip, he noticed the intense stare he was receiving from the other. "Did you want some?" he held out the popcorn with a grin.
Sasuke smiled, shaking his head. "Naruto." He reached out and wiped a crumb from the boy's face. "You're different from everyone else."
"Yeah," Naruto laughed. "People tell me I'm strange."
"You're not strange," Sasuke said, reaching into the bag. He popped the individual kernels into his mouth. "You're the type of person I wish I could be."
"Quit joking around," the blonde snorted. "I'm nothing but trouble. The orphanage probably already knows we're missing; Genma's going to have a cow; we'll be put on lockdown until we're of age--" Naruto hissed as the armrest of his chair dug painfully into his back.
The bag of popcorn fell to the floor, spilling, and the young blonde found himself kissing Sasuke in the dark, chilly movie theater. Sasuke had kissed him first but he was doing nothing to stop it. If anything, he was making things worse. Naruto tried drawing the brunet closer, but Sasuke pulled away. "What's wrong…?" he panted, blue eyes wide.
"This." Sasuke sat back and pushed up his armrest with a smirk.
Naruto grinned and pulled the Uchiha back down atop his, their mouths locking and tongues hungrily seeking out the other's. He bit down on his bottom lip to silence his moans as Sasuke's hot kisses trailed down his neck. The cheering from the surrounding speakers brought him to his senses and he sat up sharply.
Shikamaru blinked, attention now drawn to the two figures that had just sat up. Kiba was too absorbed in the movie to care. He followed the duo's movements as they stood and his eyes widened. They were passing him when the scene change lit up the entire room. 'Sasuke?'
Whoever Sasuke was with, they both seemed very happy.
Shikamaru sighed and slouched down in his chair. "So troublesome…" he grumbled, stealing popcorn from Kiba's bag.
Genma wore an expressionless mask as he and the other adults of the orphanage got a severe tongue-lashing for having two young boys elude them all. He closed his eyes with an inward sigh. 'You screwed yourselves big time, boys.' Even after thinking that, he knew he'd find a way to pull some strings for those two.
Again, for the second time in one week, Naruto's room was locked, but Sasuke wasn't with him. The boy had always wondered why the doors had two deadbolt locks and now he knew. One was for the supervising adult to lock to keep the children in.
The blonde glanced behind him and ruled out escape by the window; he'd tried before and was instantly caught because of the detectors installed on it. He pressed his hand against the door with a groan; he was desperate to see Sasuke--to make sure he was doing okay. Maybe kiss him again also. Naruto felt he should be the one who got punished, not the other boy. He shuffled to his bed and tumbled onto it, falling asleep.
Sasuke was already sleeping. They hadn't returned until almost two o'clock the Saturday morning and he was emotionally fatigued as well as physically. But he had found sleep by himself and with a small smile on his face.
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Kakashi lowered the towel from Iruka's hair with a smile then reached for the brush he'd dropped on the bed.
Slowly, Iruka had shut himself away in some dark corner of his mind. Now, he was somewhat of an empty shell. The young man had his fingers splayed over the fish tank's glass side. "They're so wild now," he said softly, dull eyes watching the four fish fly back and forth.
"Their apparent leader passed away. They're confused," Kakashi replied. He tied Iruka's damp hair up into a ponytail and sat back with a sigh.
"I'm confused," Iruka said, dropping his hand into his lap.
"You're just tired. Go to sleep."
He turned his head and stared at the veterinarian.
The empty brown eyes broke Kakashi's heart, but he kept on smiling. "Go to sleep," he repeated in a whisper, standing from the bed. "You'll be back to normal in the morning." 'I hope.'
Iruka turned and stretched out along the length of the bed. He hugged one of Kakashi's pillows close and closed his eyes. Sleep immediately overtook him. Kakashi smiled and turned off the lights. He would sleep on the floor beside the bed and let the aquarium light lull him to sleep as always.
He woke screaming.
Kakashi shot up from the floor and was holding down the young man as he thrashed around.
"It hurts… it hurts! Mommy! Daddy! It hurts!" Iruka forced all of his body weight against Kakashi's as he tried to get away from the searing pain. Orochimaru had awakened his nightmares once again.
As quickly as it began, it was over. Kakashi fell beside the other man, panting as strongly as he was. There was a soft whimper in his ear and he turned his head to smile weakly at the young man's flushed face. "I won't let anything happen to you." Iruka's brow furrowed then his entire face relaxed.
A light shone through the darkness to the screaming boy and he quieted and blinked up at it. The grinding metal and pain slowly vanished. "Are you an Angel here to take me away?" he sniffled. "I think my parents are already gone…" With his legs folded under him, he sat up slowly, wiping at his eyes.
"I won't let anything happen to you," a voice said softly.
Iruka smiled, giggling at the warmth the light that washed over him brought.
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"Why the hell are you in the same bed with me?!"
Kakashi yelled as he was kicked from his own bed onto the floor and rose to his knees, rubbing his behind. He raised his head and blinked through the haze of sleep to see Iruka glaring down at him. With a soft laugh, the veterinarian sank into the pillow he had on the floor. "Back to normal in the morning," he sang, closing his eyes.
"Freak…" Iruka scoffed, slipping from the bed. He padded his way across the hall and slammed the door. Kakashi simply pulled himself from the floor and hung off the bed.
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A/N: Sasuke and Naruto's first kiss! (ties a rope around her neck) I know… it's bad. Review still--leave flames. I submitted to the Hyuugacest… (jumps from the chair and cries as the rope snaps) I can't do anything right! Oh, if you're wondering, I sent the boys to see Million Dollar Baby. I haven't seen it myself, but I heard it really was good (smile).
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