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Filling the Void	By : rachmax007 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1114 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I own Naruto. Several kunai zip merely centimeters from chibi-onna's cheek. Okay, Sasuke. I was kidding. Definitely not mine.

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A/N: Whew! Another chapter done.... Thanks to all my reviewers!!! I have
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Filling the Void

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Chapter 2: Over Ramen and Pancakes

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"Ohayo, Naruto."

"Waaaaaiiiiii!!!! Iruka-sensei!!!!!
Come in, come in!!!!"

The chuunin smiled warmly. If anybody else entered
and saw the Number One Loudmouth's home, they would probably be shocked to know
that the place was actually clean.

Iruka slipped off his sandals and put them in the
shoe rack beside the door. His feet barely made a sound as he padded on the
newly waxed wooden floor.

The living room was composed of a comfortable-looking couch, as well as a small
coffee table in front of a 14-inch television set that was currently covered
with a piece of white cloth. The T.V. was situated at a corner, so the couch
was angled such that it was parallel to both the boob tube and the table.

A few paces behind the couch, a square dining table stood with four steel-backed
chairs to accompany it. The table was set for two, and a pretty flower
arrangement adorned its center. The bluebells swayed as a breeze flew in
through an open window. Thin curtains fluttered. A wind chime pleasantly made a
sound.

The older ninja sat on one of the chairs. Naruto then came out of the kitchen,
balancing a plate of blueberry pancakes on his head as he used both his hands
to carry a heavy-looking pot.

Iruka
sweat-dropped. "Ramen again, Naruto?"

Naruto gave his teacher a trademark fox smile. "Of
course, sensei! Ramen is the best!!! Besides, it's not too often I get
to eat homemade ramen.... It always has to be instant so I wouldn't be late....
Unlike a certain idiotic rooster-head of a sensei...." He mumbled the last
part to himself. Iruka heard it, though. A pink tint
made itself known on his cheeks.

The blond took off his apron and sat across his favorite teacher. He looked up
just in time to see the blush the latter was trying to will away. Naruto
scrunched up his nose, seemingly trying to remember something. After a short
while, blue eyes widened.

"I can't believe this!"

Iruka's train of thought immediately stopped at the intrusion. "Nani?"

Naruto's eyes narrowed into slits. Blunt as ever, he
asked, "Iruka-sensei.... Are you going out with
that pervert?"

This caught the young teacher off-guard. "W-wha--???"

"Just answer the question, sensei..." Naruto hissed.

"Ehehehe... Uhm... Etto...." He seemed to turn redder as seconds ticked
by.

"Well?"

"Y-yes."

Naruto was shocked. He couldn't speak. His eyes grew wide again, and seemed as
though they would pop out at any moment. Iruka
sighed. It couldn't be helped. And the volcano will explode in 3....

2....

1....

"WHAT?!"

At that point, Iruka pinched the bridge of his nose.
He was rather stressed from grading papers the night before, and the added
noise wasn't helping him any.

"You wanted to know, right? I just answered your question." Truly,
patience was a virtue.

Naruto sobered up a bit. "But I wasn't expecting I was actually right!!!"

It was Iruka's turn to ask questions. "How did you figure it out,
Naruto?"

"Aside from Kakashi-sensei's most recent excuse,
your blush earlier was a dead giveaway."

Iruka smiled uneasily. "Sou desu ne."
A pause, then a frown. "Wait. What excuse?"

"He said something about having to take care of a dolphin.... It was
subtle enough at first, but now that I've come to think of it, it's so damned
obvious!"

"That idiot! At this rate, everyone will find out!" Iruka then started to imagine ways of torturing the jounin. Naruto was no mind reader, but he knew that when
his sensei got the psychotic smile on his face, it definitely does not bode
well.

The boy uncovered the pot, letting the steam rise, inhaling deeply before
serving himself some of the delicious-looking ramen. "Itadakimasu!!!"

Iruka followed suit. It was a good thing he was
hungry. He didn't know what else he would've thought up for his lover's future
demise. He reached for the pancakes and piled some on his plate. "So,
Naruto," the child looked up, "how do you feel about all of
this?"

The boy assumed a thoughtful expression. Finally, he answered, "I don't
mind, as long as you're happy, I guess," he shrugged. "But if he
hurts you in any way, I'LL KICK HIS
ASS!!!" That said, he proceeded to the
tedious yet enjoyable task of eating his ramen.

Iruka chuckled at his charge's antics. Naruto was
truly one of a kind. Who would've thought the boy could actually use his head
when he wanted to? They all labelled him as an idiot.
And other times as someone worse than the lowest form of life. A demon. Just because of the thing sealed inside of him.

The teacher sighed. People were full of prejudice. They were all narrow-minded
fools who can't see past whatever's handed to them.

And it pained him to know he had once been one of them.

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The rage he felt for the demon was unimaginable. His
parents were lost to him that fateful night the monster decided to attack. That
thing caused him to feel something beyond grief. He had felt emptiness: as if
he had nothing more to live for. It was only by the Third's intervention that
he refrained from joining his parents in the next life.

Blind hatred was all he felt for the demon and its holder until he, by mere chance, laid eyes upon a certain toddler with
tufts of blond hair.

The child was sleeping peacefully in a crib. Drawn to the small figure, he
stepped closer and reached out, touching the child's hand. Small digits wrapped
themselves in one of his, as eyes of purest blue opened up to the world. A
smile of happiness radiated from the boy. This took the newly promoted chuunin by surprise. He knew this child was the demon's
vessel. The marks were there.

He so wanted to hate the boy with all his heart; but found that he could not do
so. The child reeked of innocence. There was no way this child could have
murdered his family. He realized that all his hate had been fruitless: that it
was all a waste of emotional energy. He could see it now. It was the demon, and
not the child's fault. The child itself was a victim.

They are not to be confused. They are
different entities.

A middle-aged woman entered the room. It was safe to assume that she was
assigned to look after the boy since she was holding a bottle of milk. She was
wearing an unpleasant scowl on her face. Upon the sight of her, the child's
smile wavered. Young as it was, it seemed to understand everything about its
immediate surroundings. The woman put the formula in the crib, within the boy's
reach. She was careful not to touch the kid.

She was surprised that the young Iruka was there: she
did not notice him when she came in. She saw the child holding the chuunin's
finger. Immediately, she slapped the small hand none too gently and reprimanded
the child, saying, "How dare you touch this boy with your filthy demonic
hands!!!" She turned to Iruka, a warm apologetic
smile on her face. "I'm sorry you had to be touched by this...
thing," she looked at the blond disgustedly. "Hurry on, I'm sure you have lots of things to do..."

As she ushered him semi-forcefully out of the room, Iruka
caught sight of the child. It was crying. Surprisingly, no sound indicated it
doing so.

So young yet so strong.

Iruka made a promise to himself: he would take care
of this child once he had the power to do so. Until then, he implored it to be
as strong as it was now, if not stronger. He looked at the little boy one last
time.

Until then, Naruto.

As if hearing his thoughts, a small hand waved goodbye.

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Iruka looked at the boy, an expression of fondness
crossing his features. How could he not love Naruto? He need not ponder on the
thought. Naruto was his family now, along with his scarecrow, of course. That
was all he needed to know.

He finished off his pancakes and drank his coffee. He closed his eyes in
contentment.

"This is the life," he
thought.

"Delicious as usual, Naruto," he smiled at the blond, "I'll
never get tired of drinking your coffee." Indeed, it was a high praise,
coming from an extremely picky caffeine addict.

Naruto blushed at the compliment. Although Iruka-sensei
said it all the time, he could never get used to it. "Thanks,
sensei..."

"Anyway, I have to go, Naruto.... I still have a lot of work to do,"
the chuunin stood up and hugged him.

Naruto crinkled his nose for the second time that day. "More
paperwork. Yuck."

Iruka heartily laughed. "See you later,
Naruto." Naruto's just too cute.

"Bye, sensei!"

The door was shut and Naruto started to clean up.

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Sasuke looked at a piece of crumpled paper and stuffed it back in his pocket.
He trekked down the dirt road leading to where his supposed rival lived.
Sensing a presence up ahead, he became alert, but relaxed again when he
realized it was just his former sensei.

"Ohayo, Sasuke," greeted Iruka who was a
bit surprised to see the Uchiha.

"Ohayo, sensei," he answered.

"Off to Naruto's I presume?"

The genin nodded.

"Well then," he looked at his watch, "I'm going to be late for
work... See you around, Sasuke."

The stoic boy continued his journey to the blond's
apartment. He came to a stop at a rather old-looking building with its outside
paint peeling off at random places. He checked the paper again and went inside.

The receptionist was busy cleaning her nails that she didn't notice Sasuke
until he cleared his throat to get her attention.

"What can I do for you?" she smiled.

"On which floor does Uzumaki Naruto live?"
he asked.

Her facial expression suddenly twisted to an unpleasant one. "Oh. Him. Fourth floor."

She went back to filing her index finger, as if the exchange never happened.

Sasuke glared at the girl and trudged up the stairs.

What's up with that attitude?

He almost didn't notice that he had arrived. He looked at the door in front of
him and sighed. He raised his hand and pushed the doorbell.

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