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High School Never Ends	By : SqueakyNinja Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto nor do I make any profit out of this, I just get a nosebleed.

Chapter List
- 1-April
- 2-May
- 3-June
- 4-July
- 5-August
- 1
- 2
- 3
A/N: How did everyone
enjoy the first chapter? First off, thank you all for your comments! It really
means a lot to me and helps me continue on writing this story! Here's chapter
2!
Month: May

Pairing(s): KakaIru, Minor Others

Chapter Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 6018 words

Summary: Iruka is enjoying his
time with his new friends, but one may turn into something much more than a
friend.

Betas: Kaomi-Uchiha + ThunderEmperorRaite

-"Do
I seriously need to do this? I thought you already had the outfit ready for
me," Iruka complained, blushing.
It
was already the beginning of May. Starting late April, every day after school,
Iruka would head upstairs to the same classroom where he had previously been
held captive. Since he was going be the spokesperson for the Jounin Committee, Iruka was required to attend every
meeting. It wasn't that big of a deal. It didn't cut back into his school hours
or his studying. But what pained Iruka still was being reminded of what he had
to do to promote the club. There he was, standing on a stool, being measured
for another yukata.
"For
the last time, yes! Turns out you can't fit someone into an outfit just by
looking at them. Which reminds me. Kakashi? Pay up," Kurenai
stated. Kurenai was another member of the Jounin Committee, more specifically she was in charge of
festivals and events the club held. There was a good reason why she had been
chosen for the job. Kurenai had a knack for costumes
and make-up. Kakashi was not kidding when he said he knew someone who would be
able to fix up Iruka up. She even looked the part. Her black curls draped
around her face and rested at her shoulders. She lived up to her name as well
with crimson lipstick and nails to match with a hint of lavender eye shadow
over her own scarlet eyes.
"Fine,
fine, fine," Kakashi brushed off, turning his attention back to his little
orange book. Apparently, Kakashi thought he knew Iruka's
measurements just by looking at him. Kurenai had
thought otherwise. The argument became heated enough to start a bet that ended
when Iruka tried on the yukata and it turned out to
be too small, causing Kakashi to pay for Kurenai's
lunch for the next week.
"Like
that will ever happen," Kurenai sighed as she
pinned two pieces of fabric together. Iruka yelped at the sudden prick and Kurenai quickly apologized for her error.
"Hey,
if the yukata is too small, maybe to save you the
trouble, you guys should get someone else that can fit into it," Iruka
suggested. He glanced over at Kakashi and moaned. "And when I say someone
else, I mean an actual girl."
"No,
it's ok, Iruka. I enjoying making clothing," Kurenai
said, still working on Iruka's fitting. "Plus,
Kakashi hired you to do this. What he says goes."
"So
if he told you to jump off a bridge, would you?" Iruka groaned; Kurenai only giggled in reply. Iruka continued to pout.
"Ok,
that should just about do it for today!" Kurenai
exclaimed. Iruka sighed in relief as he shrugged off the material and handed it
off to Kurenai. "I should have it all done by
the welcoming festival!"
"Welcoming
festival?" Iruka questioned.
"You
know, that party where it's like welcoming back returning students and
welcoming the freshman class," Kakashi interjected. "Hence the term
'welcoming festival.'"
"Stop
being a smartass, Kakashi," Kurenai scolded.
Kakashi was clearly grinning behind his mask.
"And
it just so happened that I was perfect for the role, right?" Iruka
muttered.
"You
know it, Iru-chan!" Kakashi teased.
"What
did I say about-"
"You
said not to call you Iruka-kun. You didn't say I couldn't call you by any other
pet names," Kakashi teased more. Iruka just glared at him. "Ok, ok.
No, Iru-chan either. But we do have to come up with
an alias for you during the festival. Don't want us to call you by Iruka with
your classmates around, now do you?" Kakashi rolled on. The young boy felt
a chill run down his spine as he put his uniform back on.
"Well,
I have to get going. I have to meet up with Asuma at
the basketball court. Practice should be over about now," Kurenai said as she put the goods away in her bag.
"Ok,
then. Give Asuma a kiss for me, and give him one from
you too," Kakashi teased.
"Kakashi!"
Kurenai shouted back, blushing hard. "It's not
like that!" Iruka couldn't help but laugh a little, seeing Kurenai act like that about this supposed 'Asuma' person. Iruka watched on as his senpai
tried to apologize, saying it was all in good fun. Kurenai
would not have a word of it. She grabbed her bag and ran off, slamming the door
behind her.
"Please
tell me she will still help with the yukata,"
Iruka managed to get out through the giggles.
"Nah,
forget it. I tease her all the time. She gets over things like this
easily," Kakashi explained. "I mean, come on, it's fun teasing her,
right?" He added, elbowing Iruka lightly in the chest. Iruka chuckled in
response. Kakashi was right. Sometimes, love was so obvious to everyone but
those in love. Iruka wondered if he would be in love like that one day. Someone
who would be a perfect match for him. For some strange reason, the image of Anko popped into his mind. The boy shook his head,
regretting ever having thought about the subject. "So ready for
practice?"

Iruka
waited in the school's kendo practice grounds, just like Kakashi instructed him
to do so. The silver haired boy mentioned he had a few more errands to do and told
his kouhei to wait for him there and he'd be there in
five minutes' time. Five minutes became ten minutes. Ten minutes became a half
an hour. Soon, Iruka had been waiting for just about over an hour without any
sign of Kakashi. He sighed as he allowed himself to leave. Only then did the
tall senior arrive.
"Sorry
I'm late. You see, a stray black cat crossed my path so I figured I would take
a different path here, but then I noticed it was limping so I-"
"Liar!"
Iruka screeched, stopping Kakashi in his tracks. "Are you gonna fulfill your part of the bargain or not?"
Kakashi
laughed it off and nodded.
The
training had started the next day after the deal was made. At the time, Iruka
had barely been able to make a stance. But now, after practicing every day
after school with a master, Iruka was slowly learning the ropes.
Both
boys got into battle stances and stood silent, the cicadas outside could be
heard crying outside. Kakashi motioned for Iruka to come at him, but Iruka
refused. He tried to figure out his plan of action first. If I do that, he can
easily counter me. If I do that, he can just block it, Iruka thought to
himself, envisioning various scenarios. Kakashi had mentioned he was a master
at martial arts. Iruka had to imagine out every outcome possible. The tanned
boy breathed in and went into action. He went left, toward the senior's right
trying a punch. Kakashi immediately turned, dodging the attack easily, turning
around to kick Iruka from behind. Iruka had figured out an outcome like that
would happen, so he rolled forward underneath the kick. Kakashi took notice and
turned around again to perform a successful low spin kick, sending Iruka
falling to the ground.
"Good,
but not good enough," Kakashi said, standing over Iruka.
"If
I could have just countered that�" Iruka muttered.
"Coulda , woulda, shouda. They're just words." Kakashi extended his hand
and helped Iruka up. "Seems you know what to do, just your problem is just
executing the moves. If you were teaching the subject, you would be great at
it. Demonstrating it is another story," Kakashi laughed. Iruka pouted at
first but joined in on the laughter. He was right. "I think that's enough
for today, don't want to overexert the poor sensei." Iruka glared
back at him again with the creation of another pet name and used the
opportunity to slide his foot in behind of Kakashi's.
Not paying attention, Kakashi fell back onto the mats.
"Remember
what you told me before Kakashi: Always have your guard up�" Iruka teased.
Kakashi laughed a little and hooked his foot around Iruka's
ankle, sending the freshman down upon him.
"�Even
when you least expect it," Kakashi finished. Iruka looked back down at the
silver haired boy and found himself blushing at the sight. Sweat glistened off
his skin, just has the rain had done before last month. His hair flopped in
front of his face, covering again his mysterious left eye, making the situation
all the more tantalizing. His mask puffed in and out as he breathed heavily,
and Iruka felt the hot air barely grazing his lips. Suddenly, with a simple
lock and twist, Kakashi pinned Iruka back down on the mats, locking the younger
boy's wrists to each side. Iruka felt his cheeks get hotter and his pulse
quicken. It was that day all over again. The same uneasy but irresistible
feeling. The boys stayed that way for what felt like more than a minute.
"If
you are going take my advice, I'd advise you to remember it in full,"
Kakashi teased, allowing himself up and relinquishing his grip on Iruka.
"I� I gotta get going. See you later,
Iruka." Iruka followed suit but before he could make a comeback, the other
was gone without a trace.
Iruka
walked home alone, hanging his head so no one would notice the reddening blush
that lingered on his cheeks.

"So,
where have you been, Iruka?" Izumo asked a few
days later in homeroom. Iruka had made a promise not to mention about his
commitment to the Jounin committee. Apparently, it
was tough to get accepted in, let alone to have any of the members talk to you,
though it didn't seem that tough to Iruka. Yet, Iruka was practically the only
freshman in the group, something that seemed almost taboo.
"Nowhere
special. Just been attending some cram sessions," Iruka lied, rubbing his
scar again, Izumo still totally oblivious.
"Really?
I go there but have never seen you there," Hayate
coughed out.
"I
go at some crazy hours," Iruka said as he tried to laugh it off.
"I've actually gotten a job at the local market helping out with the
supplies in back!" Iruka lied again, rubbing his scar again, and Izumo and now Hayate again
oblivious to the act.
"Well,
you better not be working on your birthday!" Kotetsu
shrilled, grabbing onto Iruka's shoulders and shaking
him a little bit. "Our own Iruka finally turning sixteen!"
"I'm
the first one turningsixteen. Besides, really, Kotetsu, it's no big deal. It's just another age like any
other," Iruka tried to brush off.
"But
it's not every day someone turns sixteen," Hayate
coughed out again. Yuuago next to him provided him a
cup of water and his daily medication.
"Hayate-san is right Iruka," Yuuago
pointed out. "If it's ok with you, we can throw you a party."
"No,
that's-"
"Hell
yea! A party!" Anko intervened. "Hey,
better yet, we can have it at my place! It's perfect for parties! No worries,
Iruka! Price is no problem! Call it our birthday present to you!"
"I
say take it," Kotetsu whispered. "Anko throws some of the best parties and if she is willing
to do it at her expense-"
"Since
when do you know about Anko and her parties?" Izumo interrupted.
"I've
been invited to a few, that's all. She has this awesome stereo system, a
Jacuzzi in the backyard- Izumo, where are you
going?" Kotetsu stopped his speech in
mid-sentence to take notice of Izumo walking off.
"I'm
just gonna get some air." Iruka felt something
between the two. Izumo showed it clearly while Kotetsu, as usual, was more unaware to the scene. Iruka
laughed to himself when he got the message clear as a bell.
Izumo continued to walk
off in front of Kakashi, waiting there to pick Iruka up.
"Oi, Iruka!" Kakashi called out, drawing attention to
himself and the freshman. Iruka groaned. He thought he told the senior not to
come by unannounced. That way, Iruka had time to sneak out so Kakashi would not
have to call him out like this.
"Thanks,
but no thanks guys. I prefer to stay at home this year," Iruka said as he
stood up from his desk and walked over to the pale teen. The other freshmen
pouted in disappointment. But to say if it was because of Iruka's
stubbornness or because he was with the most popular student in the school was
unknown.
"What
was that about?" Kakashi asked as the two walked together in the hallway.
"Oh,
it's nothing, really. Now what did you need me for this time, Kakashi?"
Iruka asked, brushing the question off.
"Well,
I think it's time you met the rest of the group."

Up
on the roof of the school was an area usually reserved for seniors. But over
the years, the Jounin Committee seemed to take over
that area as a second meeting place. The sun was shining brightly that day,
high in the noon sky. Kakashi and Iruka strolled out onto the small rooftop and
Iruka immediately took notice of the number of people. He immediately
pinpointed out Genma and Raidou
sitting together sharing, or rather fighting over, their food. The tanned boy
made note to stay away from them. He noticed Obito
nearby sitting, trying to snuggle up on a girl. Her eyes were the same as Iruka's while she sported violet hash marks on her cheeks
and auburn hair curled around her face. She refused and instead, scooted over
to another boy. He looked a bit like Obito with his
short, spiky, black hair but his eyes seemed to emanate something fearful when
the light hit it just right. Next to him was another girl, hair just like the
one before, just styled to more of a punk fashion, a little bit covering her
bright, blue eyes like Kakashi. She was just laughing at the whole scenario.
Next to her, seemingly in their own little world, was Kurenai
and who who could be assumed to be Asuma. With his long, black hair, slight scruff, and
cigarette in hand, it would have been hard to tell it was the same Asuma that Kurenai mentioned
before if he didn't hold an orange basketball in his lap now.
"Everyone,
this is who I was telling you about. This is Iruka!" Kakashi stood back
and showed Iruka off. Everyone together welcomed Iruka. Iruka shyly returned
the welcome. "You already met these two," Kakashi said pointing out
to Genma and Raidou. "Obito you know. Next to him, that's Rin.
There's Yamato, Hiyoko."
"It's
Tenzou, Kakashi!" the boy scolded.
"Yea,
yea. You met Kurenai too. And next to her is Asuma. There you have it. The whole Jounin
Committee."
Both
boys sat down with the group, Kakashi moving over to sit next to Genma, knowing Iruka still wasn't comfortable around him.
Iruka then sat in between him and Asuma.
"Eh,
so you're going to be our little model!" Hiyoko
exclaimed and Iruka groaned. Is Kakashi bragging me to everyone now? Iruka nervously
nodded back. Hiyoko immediately went back for her bag
and drew out a pencil and a worn out sketchbook.
"Get
to know Hiyoko. She works together with Kurenai. Hiyoko will plan out the
outfit, Kurenai will create it," Kakashi
whispered into Iruka's ear. The boy took a mental
note.
"So
now that everyone's here, can we get started with this meeting already?" Asuma moaned, holding his cigarette lightly between his
fingers.
"Yea,
yea ," Kakashi conceded. "Now that we have our glorious model, it's
time to start planning out our theme for the welcoming festival. Any
suggestions?" Iruka sulked at the mention of 'glorious model.'
"Hmm,
maybe we can do a sports theme," Asuma suggested
as he took his basketball and twirled it on one finger.
"Too
over done," Hiyoko pointed out.
"Maybe
something medieval?" Raidou asked.
"Metal
is too hard to construct or try to recreate," Kurenai
mentioned. "Plus, Iruka will be wearing a yukata,
not armor."
"How
about punk?" Genma suggested. All responded with
a low no, even Iruka.
"How
about something fiery?" Obito added in.
"Obito, you ask to have that theme every time, every year,
and every time and every year, we always say the same thing. No!" Rin scolded.
"But
we can do something close to it," Iruka interrupted. Everyone took a look
at Iruka. He stumbled a little, becoming nervous as a bunch of eyes stared down
at him, waiting to pass judgment. "Well, um� I was thinking� if Obito wanted something fiery, we can� um� maybe do a
tropical island theme?"
"Isn't
that a bit redundant as well?" Tenzou added and
laughed.
"Wait!"
Hiyoko butted in. "Your name, Iruka. That's
'dolphin,' right?" Iruka nodded, hating being reminded of what his name's
meaning was. "Then it fits perfectly with our model!"
"Sounds
like it will be fun," added Raidou.
"Simple
but sweet!" Rin cheered.
"Then
it's decided. This year's theme will be a tropical getaway with our dolphin
bringing everyone in," Kakashi teased. Iruka blushed but smiled as well.
"Yeah!"
Obito cheered on. "Now I get to show off my fire
tricks!"
"Wouldn't
that be a bit dangerous?" Iruka quietly questioned.
"Nah,
Obito's great with fire. He's practically a
pyromaniac. Trust me," Kakashi answered back. "If he's going to get
away with it, that's a different question." Iruka then smiled brightly.
Within just a month of starting high school, things had changed drastically,
hopefully for the better for him after everything he had gone through.

Days
went by as the committee got to work. Rin, being the
secretary, was in charge of keeping things in order. Obito
called to take care of entertainment and had apparently already rented stereo
equipment. Asuma was the treasurer so he kept a tight
lid on the club's finances. Hiyoko was in charge of
decorations while Kurenai would start off making a
new yukata for Iruka. Genma
and Raidou were left with the menial tasks of being
gophers. Although Kakashi was the leader, he spent most of his time continuing
to train Iruka since the young boy wasn't needed until his fitting later on.
Iruka had pointed it out, feeling a little bit guilty he was neglecting his
duty because of him. But every time, Kakashi would say that he was just
fulfilling his part of the promise they made.
Although
Iruka had Izumo, Kotetsu,
and the others, he had never felt more at home, more welcomed before in his
life. Yet, the more he got involved, the more he got to know everyone and help
them out, he started to wonder if things would have ended after the festival.
He hoped not.
Iruka
awoke from his bed one morning, moaning as he rolled over and removed the sheets.
He gazed up at his calendar and noticed a small dolphin stamp located on the
square marking the day. Can't believe it's already here� Ugh� Iruka rolled out of
bed and slowly got ready for classes.
The
day seemed to drag on afterwards. Minato-sensei's smiling face and stories
about how his little delinquent of a son ruined the student's homework� again,
seemed to brighten up the mood a little bit. Even the classroom seemed drearier
without Izumo and Kotetsu.
It was so quiet without Anko screaming or Hayate coughing. Of all days for them
to be absent� Iruka sighed. It's ok. Lunch came about.
Bored, Iruka even tried calling Kakashi, seeing as he decided not to barge in
today. The phone went straight to voicemail.
The
rest of the day continued on, being uneventful. The last bell rung and everyone
started to pack. Iruka wondered about calling Kakashi again, but decided
against it. All he wanted to do was to go home and just lie on his bed, waiting
for this day to be over.
But
there he was suddenly at the door, seemingly smirking underneath that mask of
his.
"Kakashi!"
Iruka exclaimed.
"Did
you miss me or something?" Iruka blushed and rubbed his head.
"No!"
he blurted out. Slightly embarrassed, he composed himself. "I mean, no.
It's just that I tried calling you earlier."
"Well,
you see, I was studying-"
"Liar."
"You
know me too well, eh Iruka?" Kakashi said, laughing it off. "Come on.
I forgot my things over in my last class," he beckoned.
"That's
ok. I'll meet you at the gym," Iruka suggested.
"Come
on! We can chat on the way there. It's the least I can do after missing your
call." Iruka couldn't turn down a little kid or a teen acting like one.
The
two started to head upstairs. Iruka initiated the chat, but Kakashi seemed
distant and ignored him completely. You said you wanted
to talk so talk! Iruka pouted. They eventually got up to
the second floor, last class at the end of the hall. Kakashi slowly opened the
door and with a trick up his sleeve, slid back behind Iruka and pushed him
forward into the class.
"Kakashi!
What the-"
"Surprise!"
Everyone screamed. Iruka blushed and froze on the spot. Streamers fell from the
lights and raced along the ceiling. Confetti was scattered about along with
balloons either floating up against the ceiling or bouncing along the ground.
Everyone was there. Genma and Raidou,
Hiyoko and Kurenai, Rin, Obito, Tenzou,
and Asuma were there too, the last one seemingly
itching for his next smoke. Yet, the young boy's attention drew to the ones in
front of them. Anko sneered at him, seeming as if she
was already drunk yet there was no alcohol in sight. Hayate
was popping cough drops provided by Yuuago, sitting
nearby. And each with a glass in one hand were Izumo
and Kotetsu. Behind them all, upon a table, was a
small cake, decorated with white frosting and blue trimmings will a little
dolphin ornament. "Happy Birthday, Iruka!"
"Well
all decided to skip classes today trying to put this together. That day, I
overheard Anko talking about your birthday coming up
and saying you wanted nothing special. But I decided that wasn't true. So I
asked Minato-sensei and he gave us this room to use. You say I'm a liar, look
at yourself," Kakashi whispered. He could not believe it. A slight blush
brushed upon his cheeks. Iruka breathed in and gave out a heavy sigh.
"Thank
you, everyone!"

The
party lasted a good two hours before some guests had to leave. Hayate left early, unable to feel well enough to stay. At
least the thought counted, Iruka thought. Yuuago
escorted him home. Anko continued to act drunk even
though the party had no alcohol. Kotetsu offered to
take Anko home but Izumo
wouldn't allow it without going with them. Asuma has
some more practice to run by so he left with Kurenai
tagging along naturally. Obito got a phone call from
his mom telling him to come straight home after she found a letter in the mail
about him failing English.
"Well,
everyone's leaving. Might as well call it a night then," Iruka mentioned.
"Wait!"
Hiyoko shouted. "There is one thing we promised Kurenai we would show you. The young girl dragged the
freshman to the back of the class to a small closet in the corner and led the
both of them inside. After a minute alone, the door opened again with Hiyoko asking if Rin could come
back with them. She nodded as she entered the small room and closed the door
behind her.
"Wonder
what they're doing in there," Genma wondered.
Kakashi just ignored them as he opened up his little orange book.
A
few minutes later, Rin and Hiyoko
snuck out.
"Ladies
and gentlemen, I give you our little 'Ruki!'" Rin exclaimed as she and Hiyoko
moved out of the way to make the revelation. The men all gawked. There he was,
dressed up in a luxurious, silken, sea green yukata
with decorations of sea shells adorning it. The obi was made of silk as well,
but cerulean in color, wrapped tightly around his waist. Around his neck and
left wrist were little dolphin charms, upon Rin's
request. His chest was visibly plumper, with the help of a padded bra. His scar
was not even visible under the concealer. His cheeks
had a slight touch of rouge; it wasn't really necessary as his own natural
blush would work fine. His chocolate eyes were slightly covered with a matching
sea green eye shadow and a smudge of eye liner and mascara as well. Most of his
bangs were pulled back into small pigtails while the rest of his chestnut hair
was let loose. Underneath the slightly embarrassed blush, Iruka really did look
like the perfect girl.
Genma's jaw unhinged as Raidou gawked and Tenzou was
stunned. For once, Kakashi's attention to his little
book was drawn away. He immediately closed the book and placed it back in his
back pocket. He noticed his breath slowed down, his heartbeat quicken, and his
mouth going dry. For once, he was the one blushing back at Iruka.
"Wow!
Iruka! You're just so cute! You work so much better as a girl, Iruka-kun! Wish
you were one so could take you out and-" Genma
cried before Raidou rushed to cover his mouth. Iruka
immediately blushed and started to fume. He reached behind and undid his ponytail
and grabbed the nearest napkin to wipe off the makeup off his face. Rin and Hiyoko stood back stunned
and tried to get Iruka to stop.
"That's
it! I'm not doing this! That was part of the deal! No more calling me
that-"
"To
be honest, it was made between you and me, Iruka," Kakashi pointed out.
"So technically, Genma had no part in the
contract."
"Stop
it with the stupid mind games! I don't care! I'm not doing this if it means
I'll be hit on by guys like Genma! This isn't how I
wanted to spend my birthday!" Iruka fumed as he walked off back and went
to get changed into the closet.
"Nice
going, Genma. Now we just lost our best model! And
the festival is in the first week of July. What are going to do now?" Rin exclaimed.
"No
worries. I'll get him back," Kakashi said, sighing as he followed Iruka to
the closet. "Rest of you, that's it for today. We meet again
tomorrow," Kakashi dismissed the rest. Some pouted and some looked back
with confused looks. "Now would be nice to leave," Kakashi giving
them the hint as the rest packed up their stuff and left. If anyone could get
through to Iruka, it would be Kakashi. And Kakashi alone.
"Oi, Iruka! You can come out now! We got Genma
in locks and chains so you don't have to worry about him jumping you,"
Kakashi explained while knocking on the door.
"Liar!"
Iruka was always one to be able to pick up on Kakashi's
lies fast. "What did I say about you and your mind games?"
"Ok,
ok. He's really gone. Everyone is. It's just you and me," Kakashi sighed.
He heard the door click and open a crack and saw within the low lit closet and
single brown eye staring back at him, still in distrust.
"Really?"
"Yep!"
Kakashi said cheerfully. Iruka was also one to know when Kakashi told the
truth. "Come on, I know you're upset with today being your birthday and
all, you're turning sixteen today right?"
He
saw the young boy slowly nod.
"Duh.
You're the one who held the party for me."
"Well,
getting anything from your parents?"
Iruka
hesitantly shook his head, Kakashi taking note how empty-looking his eyes were
when the word 'parents' was mentioned.
"Well
then, I got you something." Iruka's attention
immediately went straight to Kakashi as he opened the door a little wider.
"I'll give it to you if you promise to continue to help us. I'll continue
to help you too, naturally."
Iruka
pulled the door back more. A little hesitant again, shaking a little but enough
to shake the door. Kakashi saw in the shadows a blushing Iruka giving him a
simple nod.
"Good!
Continue getting undressed. You can leave the yukata
there. I'll be waiting for you out here." Iruka nodded more agreeably and
closed the door to finish. The senior walked off to give the freshman some air
and to make a phone call to his two henchmen.

"Where
are taking me, Kakashi?" Iruka demanded.
"Just
come outside. I need to show you something," Kakashi called. He didn't
give Iruka a chance to refuse as he grabbed the young boy's wrist and dragged
him away. Iruka was used to it so he didn't struggle� much.
"Can't
you just tell me what you want to show me?" Iruka moaned.
"Now
that would ruin the surprise, wouldn't it?" Kakashi teased, not bothering
to look back. Iruka's cheeks flared slightly at the
mention of a surprise. Kakashi continued to pull the freshman along, not daring
to slow down his pace. Where the hell are we going? Iruka moaned to
himself. He shuddered even further when thoughts raced through his head on what
the surprise could be. It was Kakashi. That fact alone was painful enough. Thoughts
of another outfit he would be forced to wear, thoughts of some pun on his name,
and more poured in. Iruka gulped when the two reached the front doors.
"Kakashi,
I thought you were-" Iruka stopped in mid sentence when he eyes spotted
it.
There
it stood on the rack. It was back. Probably even better. There were no more
scratches or dents. It was obvious it got a paint job, done, no other color
then ocean blue. Chains seemed brand new as well. The wheels were replaced
along with some of the exterior. The handle bars were actually straight and not
hanging off ready to break. It was really back. Iruka's
bike was back.
"My
friends always told me I had a hard head. Didn't think much of it until you ran
into me that day. And seeing the condition it was in when I came to the school
too. So I had Genma and Raidou
grab it and stash it somewhere. Don't know much about bike repair but I do have
my connections. Just when I heard it was your birthday coming up and all, I put
a rush on it. Thought it would be great as a birthday present, eh Iruka? Better
to spend your birthday actually getting a present then getting all dolled up,
huh?" Kakashi turned back toward the freshman, still in awe over his
present. He watched as the brunet lowered his head and clutched his fists. They
started to shake. "Iruka? You ok? Hey, Iruka. I'm sorry if I-"
"Thank
you, Kakashi!" Iruka screamed back at him, lunging at the senior catching
him in a giant hug with enough force to send the both of them to the ground.
Kakashi hit the ground hard and looked up at Iruka, now clinging to his chest
still shaking. "Thank you," Iruka whispered this time, his voice
cracking. Kakashi pushed Iruka off a little bit so he could sit up and look the
boy, now kneeling before him. He was actually crying! Iruka began to wipe away
the tears. "Sorry. It's just, no one has ever done something this nice for
me before. At least not after�" Iruka trailed off, turning his head away.
The tears were still there as Kakashi noticed the depressing look Iruka gave.
As fast as the face appeared it left as Iruka shook it off. "Sorry about
that," he laughed facing Kakashi again.
"You
have nothing to feel sorry about, Iruka." Iruka gasped at the sudden
presence of Kakashi's cold fingers cupping his face.
The senior took each thumb and brushed away any loose tears on the young boy's
face. He removed one hand and brought it up to his mask and pulled it down, not
hesitant about showing his face in plain view. Iruka blushed hard after taking
a gander at it. He had heard rumors about Kakashi's
face, whether he had fish lips, buck teeth, or a tiny mouth. None of it was
true. Kakashi was gorgeous! If there was such a thing as a perfect face, it was
Kakashi's. The way the sun would glisten off his
ivory skin, the way he grinned visibly now. Kakashi chuckled slightly, noticing
the attention he was getting from Iruka. He brought his hand back in place
against Iruka's tanned and flushed face. The brunet's
eyes widened as he felt the silver haired heartthrob take a hold of his face
and brought the both of them face to face, only a few inches apart. Kakashi
paused a little before slowly turning his head to the side as he brought their
lips together.
Iruka
felt himself burn up. He closed his eyes shut and his arms immediately went to Kakashi's chest, grabbing hold of his white, uniform shirt.
In his mind, Iruka was screaming. He had no idea what was going on. This wasn't
right. This wasn't supposed to be happening. Yet, no matter how loud his mind
screamed, his body remained frozen, allowing himself to be dominated by the
senior.
No
matter how long it felt to Iruka, the kiss only lasted a few seconds before
Kakashi pulled away. They looked at each other now, Iruka's
face on fire with Kakashi's visibly showing a slight
pink hue. Not a word was spoken between the two. Iruka, however, quickly
snapped out of it and released the hold he had on the senior and swiftly shoved
him away.
"What
the hell was that for?" Iruka shouted back. He could not remove the heat
radiating from his face nor stop his heart from racing. "What gives
you-"
"I
like you, Iruka," Kakashi said bluntly, staring back at Iruka, still with
his mask down.
"How
can you say that so easily? That's embarrassing!" Iruka screamed back.
"It's
easy when you're in love," Kakashi replied, again bluntly. Iruka sat back
stunned. In love? Iruka quickly got up
to his feet and stormed off back home. "Wait, Iru-"
"Don't
you dare come near me!" Iruka shrieked back as he continued to walk away.
"Keep the damn bike!" Kakashi got up and started after the younger
boy. "And don't follow me like some kind of damn mutt! " Iruka
stormed off leaving behind a stunned Kakashi. Iruka lifted his feet and started
to sprint back home, not bothered by the trek uphill, not bothering to lift his
head up. He swiftly grabbed his keys as he opened the door to his home and
slammed the door behind him. He threw his book bag off to the side as his body
fell back on the door and sank to the ground. He brought his knees up to his
face and could not stop the tears from falling. He never felt his cheeks this
hot before. His heart was pounding heat against his ribs. He grabbed a hold of
his lips, still warm and wet. Memories of the sudden event drove Iruka further
until he could not take it anymore.
Iruka
decided to stay home for the next few days.

A/N: Poor little Iruka!
Being teased around by Kakashi... at least it's fun for us! Find out how he
handles this sudden event next month!
P.S.
If you know me on my dA account, you know about my OC
Hiyoko. Her and some of my other OCs will be in this fic since they were made for another (non-yaoi) fic I'm creating set during
the Gaiden arc.
And
remember, please continue to read and review!~ It's what fuels the fanfic!~
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