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: GenRai (new), OroIru (non-con), KakaIru, SasuNaru, ShikaKiba, GaaSaku, NejiHina
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto—sadly. I'm just using the characters to express my mounting love for the show.
Epilogue – Spring Prom
Kakashi smiled warmly at the teary-eyed woman as he showed her the basket of yipping puppies. “I’ll have Sakura bring your new family by when they’re ready to return home.” The dogs’ owner nodded and headed out back into the lively spring weather. The veterinarian rubbed his head. They hadn’t gotten back from the cabin until after February. His thoughts wandered back to the present time and he chuckled softly. “I wonder how he’s doing, at his new job.”
Genma stared up at the bright, early afternoon sky from under dark sunglasses. An unlit cigarette hung limply from his lips. Those same lips curved up into a sly smirk at the sounds of destruction from inside of the orphanage. Never had one place seen so much action in the past three months. A shadow fell over him and he stared up at Raido. “How bad is it?”
The older man snorted and dropped onto the low fountain wall beside his lover. “They’ve taken out the kitchen. I think they’re heading back to the dorms as we speak.” A folding chair flew through the window where the building was no longer surrounded by fences. A blonde figure was seen scrambling out. Both men sighed loudly.
“I just hope Iruka remembers they both have that prom tonight,” Genma mumbled around his cigarette.
“Stop running, brat!” Umino Iruka climbed through the window after Naruto, a look of utmost rage on his face. “Stop and face me like a man!”
“This is one time I admit to being a coward!” the blonde wailed, praying he didn’t trip. He circled around the fence and remembered the broken links. Naruto turned ghostly white as nothing moved when he yanked.
“I guess he didn’t realize they fixed that for New Year’s,” Raido snorted in amusement.
The boy turned, whimpering, and stared at his new, deviously grinning mentor.
“Iruka!” Genma shouted.
The brown-haired man’s hand stopped inches from the blonde and he tilted his head to stare icily through the chain links at Genma.
“Do you think Kakashi wants to hear more money’s coming out of that lovely joint account you two created?”
Iruka scowled, his cheeks coloring, and stared down at the trembling boy. He raised his hand and placed it atop the golden head. “Go find Sasuke. Don’t forget about tonight,” he mumbled, tousling the unruly locks. Naruto laughed and hugged the man around his waist before running back to the smashed window. He climbed through and disappeared. Iruka sighed and fell against the fence. “Are you really going to tell Kakashi?”
“No,” Genma sighed. He stuck the unlit cigarette behind his ear and stood, placing a hand to Raido’s head. “You’re so lucky. I can’t remember my prom, and here you are going to one.”
Iruka smiled and headed for the chair lying on the ground while the couple went inside. He picked it up, tucking it under his arm, and idly reached up to finger the dolphin pendant with a shy smile.
Genma dropped the boys off at the dock that night and told them to enjoy themselves. He waved then drove away. Naruto blushed faintly as they were left standing there and tugged at the sleeves of his tuxedo jacket. He had wanted to get an orange suit but, after being pummeled within an inch of his life, he got a navy blue instead. Sasuke’s was black. He took the blonde’s arm while reaching into his pocket for the tickets Sakura had given them and headed to the decorated ramp. As it was a prom for his school, it was somehow, technically, still his prom.
Naruto froze as he stepped onto the deck. He stared at all the young people already there and enjoying themselves and shrunk against Sasuke side as they started forward, suddenly feeling small. “Hinata won’t be here, will she?”
“She won’t!” a loud voice laughed.
Naruto was torn from Sasuke’s side. He glanced over his shoulder and grinned. Kiba, Shikamaru, Chouji, and Shino, with Ino still attached to his arm, had just come off the ramp onto the ship behind them.
“Hiding behind a girl’s skirt?” The Inuzuka shook his head. “Uchiha, I’m borrowing him. He’ll come back a man.” Sasuke shrugged, smirking.
“Sasuke!” Naruto wailed.
The Uchiha waved then tucked his hands in his pockets. He sighed and looked around. Were the refreshments inside? He started out in search of the door.
The chaperones stood on the upper deck staring down at the children. All eyes were on the golden crown weaving through the crowd. Iruka smiled to himself then glanced at his watch. They should be departing soon. He averted his gaze to the ramp and a smirk tugged at his lips. “Excuse me.”
Kakashi, amongst others, stepped back to let the young man by. He looked over the railing and grinned as he spotted Sakura in her strapless red dress. From his altitude, the dress wasn’t the only thing he saw. ‘I’m going to hell…’
“Gaara. Why do you have to be such a jerk? These are your classmates.” Sakura hugged his arm to her chest and the redhead’s eyebrow rose, a faint smirk on his face.
“Are you suggesting something?” he asked in a sly voice. Sakura’s sweet smile turned sour then into a scowl. Gaara followed her gaze and smirked. This man, other than himself, was the only person who got under his girlfriend’s skin.
Iruka stopped before the couple, eyes locked with the fierce green ones. “Sakura, you look amazing, really.”
She wanted to believe him but his smirk only got wider. “Where’s Kakashi?”
“On the higher-level deck, which you might want to move away from.” The brunet tilted his head. “They can all see down your amazing dress.” Gaara snorted and looked away.
“Why do you hate me so much?” Sakura hissed, clenched her fists at her side.
Iruka’s expression softened and he smiled. “I don’t hate you. On the contrary, I think you have the potential to be something great. I just wanted to give you a taste of the real world because you’ll be encountering people out there who are naturally worse than I’ve been acting.” He reached out and smoothed his hand down the side of her face. “Have fun. And stay away from the upper deck.”
Sakura sighed and pulled up her dress slightly. “Thank you,” she mumbled. “Let’s go, Gaara.” The redhead trailed after his girlfriend, leaving Iruka standing there.
The man sighed and crossed his arms. Hopefully his confession hadn’t ruined their love-hate relationship. Soft lips to his cheek interrupted his thoughts. Iruka turned, a frown on his face, and stared at the young girl from the Christmas party.
“We can’t keep meeting like this,” Tenten giggled.
“You go to this school?” Iruka asked, giving her a once-over. Even though it was a simple, sleek black dress that ended at her knees, the sheer shawl lightly draped over her shoulders seemed to give it its elegance. Or maybe it’s wearer did that.
“No. Konoha Academy. But my date wanted to keep an eye on his little brother. And their sister is here for them both. Personally, I think they’re all just here for the spiked punch.”
“When’s your prom?”
“Next week,” the brunette sighed, crossing her arms. “But I’ve never had a prom on a ship. I think it’s nice.”
Iruka smiled and held out his hand. “Can I steal your first dance?”
Kakashi smiled as he watched his lover disappear into the sea of teenagers. Speaking of seas, they lost the ramp and were heading out. The only blonde head in the crowd now belonged to a young girl. He remembered her name—Yamanaka Ino—because Sakura talked a great deal about her. She had also stopped by a few times.
Sasuke found his date at the aft of the ship. Naruto was sitting perfectly still on the handrail, his head tilted as he stared out at the dark ocean and night. In his hands was a cup of punch he’d poured before it was spiked. He turned as his name was called and a broad grin spread across his face. “Why aren’t you out on the dance floor, stealing the show?” the Uchiha asked as he stepped up onto the rail. Swinging one leg over at a time, he took a seat beside the blonde.
“I was thinking. The view from back here represented freedom. At nineteen, we can probably leave the orphanage and start our own life together.”
“We’ll have to get jobs,” Sasuke reminded him.
“We have friends in high places,” Naruto laughed. “Especially Tsunade.”
“You really were thinking about this.”
“Of course! I want us to be happy together. We are… going to be together, right…?”
Those wide baby blues would always be his weakness. Sasuke leaned forward, pressing his cheek against Naruto’s. We’re going to be together. No matter what life throws at us, I’ll remain at your side. Even if we are separate, God forbid, I promise to find me way back to you.” His dark eyes widened and he pulled away, touching a hand to his cheek. Naruto’s tears had been transferred to his own face.
The blonde scrubbed at his eyes but to no avail. If anything, it made the salty solution flow faster. “Sasuke, you jerk…” he sniffled. Sasuke smirked and slanted his mouth over Naruto’s. The cup of punch fell into the frothy waters left behind in the ship’s wake and Naruto wrapped his arm around the brunet’s neck.
Sakura smiled warmly as she witnessed the expression of the boys’ love. She had been sent to retrieve the boys to remind them about having a picture taken inside. She pulled her shawl closer and sighed softly as she turned and headed back. Her relationship with Gaara would never be like theirs, but she wouldn’t trade what they had for the world. The young girl disappeared below where her boyfriend waited.
Kakashi and Iruka had the upper deck to themselves now and were staring down at the boys at the back of the ship. “What if they fell over?” the veterinarian mumbled, tilting his head curiously.
“You always know how to ruin a good moment, don’t you?” Iruka sighed, closing his eyes and enjoying the ocean breeze against his face.
“But I manage to recreate it better than before.” Kakashi took Iruka’s left hand in his own and smiled as the brown eyes flew open. “We’re about a month away from your birthday and even farther from our first anniversary, but…”
Iruka’s eyes grew even wider as the simple gold band was slipped onto his ring finger. “Kakashi…”
“Think of it as a friendship ring,” the older man laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “One that tells everyone you belong to only me.”
“Idiot…” Iruka smiled and leaned upward, placing a chaste kiss to Kakashi’s lips. “Thank you… for everything.”
“You can thank me properly when we dock,” Kakashi said with a feral grin.
“That’s a promise.” Iruka laughed loudly as his thrilled lover lifted him into the air.
Sasuke and Naruto glanced behind them at the sound and both boys grinned. They glanced at each other and began laughing also. Like the eternal saying, “what goes around, comes around”, it was obvious that happiness ran in a circular motion.
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