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 – Movies and Birthdays
Genma knew better than to barge into either room without knocking first. He’d already checked Naruto’s and was now knocking on Sasuke’s door.
“Yes?” came the boy’s calm reply.
“Is Naruto with you?”
“I’m here!” the already loud voice shouted.
The man sighed, shifting his toothpick to the other side of his mouth. He grasped the handle and pushed open the door after turning it. The boys lay head to foot, Naruto’s head at the end of the bed. He was watching TV upside-down. Sasuke had a book folded in his lap and was expectantly staring at the man, waiting for him to say something. “We’re having movie night tonight,” Genma said, idly rubbing the back of his neck.
“Can’t we skip it?” Naruto groaned, rolling onto his side and leaning across Sasuke’s legs. He pouted. “The smaller kids don’t know how to behave.” The Uchiha rolled his eyes with a snort and Genma smiled.
“The younger kids won’t be there,” the man said. His eyes held a mischievous twinkle. “Besides, you already missed it once before.”
Sasuke mulled over the man’s words and in no time, a faint blush crept onto his face. “It’s not…”
“It is,” Genma chuckled.
Naruto looked between them then sat up. “What? What is it?”
“Sakura delivered it herself,” the man continued, swaying slightly as he leaned against the narrow edge of the door. “Along with a message. She’s ashamed of you for having ran out on such an excellent movie and wanted you to see why it won four Academy Awards.”
Naruto stared at the white linen sheets, his brow furrowed in thought. Before Genma or Sasuke could comment, he gasped loudly, blue eyes wide. “Sakura… I can’t believe she did that.”
“See you at six,” Genma sang, exiting the room and closing the door.
The blonde crossed his arms, his hands tucked away tightly beneath them, and lowered his head so his chin touched his chest. It was his passive-aggressive way of throwing a tantrum. Ever since the beginning of the year, he’d gained ultimate control over his emotions and one man was responsible for it. Sasuke smiled, thanking that man.
The soft raps to the open door caused the dark head to jerk in that direction. A smile emerged from Hayate’s cough and Uzuki giggled, lightly touching his arm. Umino Iruka smiled sheepishly as he rearranged the papers on his desk. “Just resting my eyes.”
“Don’t worry,” the woman said, waving a hand. “You’ll get used to it. With your history, this should be no problem.”
“It shouldn’t, should it?” Iruka sighed, sitting back in the wooden chair. “Trying to decipher over twenty unique handwritings is the problem.”
“Take a break,” Hayate said. “No one should have to work this hard… on their birthday.”
Iruka lowered his gaze to the table littered with work, eyes sorrowful. Kurenai had taken Kakashi with her out of town for some business reason. He forced a smile. “I’m fine. Really. Thanks for your concern.”
The couple nodded and bade him farewell, walking away. Uzuki stopped and returned to the door. “Tonight’s a movie night,” she reminded the former lawyer. “Six o’clock. Happy birthday.”
“All right. Thanks.” Iruka stood once they disappeared around the corner and walked to the door. He spotted a bobbing golden crown in the distance and slammed it shut; he didn’t need him right now.
“Iruka!” Naruto wailed, pounding on the door the man leaned against. “Open up! I wanna give you your birthday present.”
With a deep, reluctant sigh, the brunet stepped out of the way and yanked the door open. Naruto grinned up at him. “Happy birthday, old man.”
Iruka relaxed and smiled, taking the box offered to him. He lifted the cover and blinked a few times. Given the amount of knick-knacks Kakashi had constantly showered him with, a key from Naruto should have seemed somewhat sensible… but it didn’t.
“It’s a key to the apartment me and Sasuke finally secured,” the boy explained with a grin. Iruka’s brown eyes widened. “When we leave the orphanage, whenever that might be, I want you to be able to visit anytime you want to. You know, to keep me in check. Sasuke dipped into the funds created by his family to pay for it, but we’ll both get jobs and alternate with paying rent.”
Iruka closed the box and pulled the blonde into a hug. “It’s a great present. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Naruto grinned, a light blush covering the bridge of his nose.
“I don’t think my gift can compete with that,” a new voice spoke from behind them. The man and teenager pulled apart to stare at a grinning and slightly disheveled Kakashi. In both hands, he held a plastic bag filled halfway with water. In each bag was a colorful Betta Splendens.
Iruka laughed softly, shaking his head. “Naruto, go help them set up for the movie.”
“But—”
“Find something to do,” he hissed, glaring at the boy. Naruto returned the glare and stormed off. Iruka closed the door and locked it.
Kakashi smiled and opened his arms. “Miss me?”
“I hate to admit it… but I did.”
“I blew Kurenai off two days ahead of schedule—I didn’t want to miss your birthday. And look, foreign fish!”
Iruka drew himself away from the door and, placing his hands atop Kakashi’s shoulders, leaned up to kiss him gently. “Hearing that… I say your birthday gift tops Naruto’s.”
Kakashi grinned, his mismatched orbs bright. “I can make it better still.”
“Tempting. But I’ve got so much work, then there’s the movie night.” Iruka sighed, laying his head against Kakashi’s chest. He glanced at the fish in Kakashi’s left hand and rolled his eyes. “How did you drive home with both of these?”
“With my teeth.”
“I think I’ll stay here.” The brunet pulled away, heading for his desk. He took a seat and stared at the papers before him. Kakashi waited patiently, counting in his head. It took Iruka a full twenty seconds before he swept everything into a pile that he tucked under his arm. Grabbing Naruto’s gift, he followed after his lover and his new fish.
There was no sign of Kakashi beloved Dodge RAM and Iruka classified Kakashi as a pathological liar. He ushered him to the silver Dodge Charger the remaining owners of the Sannin Law Offices had given him as compensation. The position of new owner to Orochimaru’s building had also been offered to him but he quickly turned it down; the building held too many painful memories. With Iruka behind the wheel, they were on their way home.
Izumo joined Sasuke outside the large auditorium and they cornered the teary-eyed blonde. “You didn’t have to scream like that,” the ebony-haired boy sighed.
“But she… and the stool… you heard it snap…” The blonde gave a full-body shudder and ran his hands erratically through his hair. “And then he killed her…”
“She wanted him to,” Izumo mumbled. “Take him back to his room. We have to dismiss the other children.”
Sasuke nodded and wrapped an arm around the blonde with a smile. “It was emotional, though, wasn’t it…?”
“I bet your friends enjoyed it in the theater last year,” Naruto grumbled. “You had to kiss me…”
“Are you disappointed?” the brunet drawled, drawing the other closer. “Your room or mine?”
“I just want to sleep…”
Sasuke’s eyes widened slightly out of disbelief but he smiled and placed a kiss to the side of Naruto’s face. “Don’t think too hard on it. It tugged on my heart strings, too.”
Naruto smiled weakly and they went their separate ways. He pushed open the door to his room and listened to it close as he stumbled to and fell face first on his bed. He groaned and wriggled around. He couldn’t sleep like this. Naruto allowed his socked feet to touch the bare floor and he made his way to the door.
A smirking Sasuke was on the other side. “You’re so easy to read.”
“I was gonna have nightmares, you jerk.” They walked side by side down the hall.
Sasuke glanced out the first window they passed then looked back at the frowning blonde with a devious smirk. “Nightmares? From Million Dollar Baby? What about Constantine?”
Naruto twitched and began pummeling the ebony-haired boy with punches. “Don’t bring that back up! I can’t even take a bath because of it. You’re such a sadistic bastard!”
Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s wrists and, pinning his arms to his sides, leaned down and captured the blonde’s lips in a gentle, close-mouthed kiss. “If you want a bath so bad, we can take one together,” he sighed.
“You’ll go to Hell with me…?” Naruto asked softly.
Sasuke laughed, placing his forehead against the other boy’s. “Yes. To Hell and back.”
Naruto grinned. “Let’s take a bath now.” He turned his hands so he was clasping Sasuke’s wrists and ran down the hall to the Uchiha’s room, muttering about how he swore Sasuke’s tub was bigger than his.
The boy he dragged along simply smiled. If his previous actions damned him to an eternity in fiery brimstone, he would survive knowing his better half was in a better place. Sasuke’s eyebrow rose questioningly as they turned into his room. ‘Naruto is going to Heaven… isn’t it?’
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In a ten-gallon tank, split down the center with a special glass, each betta had five gallons each. Iruka stared at them where he sat. “Why won’t you get a dog?” he asked, placing a finger to the right side of the cool glass. A smile played at his lips as the fish continued staring right back at him. It turned away then came back again and Iruka glanced behind him.
Kakashi had risen from the bed and was studying two containers of fish food. “Flakes or pellets?”
“You’re the veterinarian.”
“Flakes. They look more edible.” Kakashi smiled and sat back down behind the brunet. He sighed. “And I don’t want a dog. I’ll take care of it for a few days then decide to give it away. My mind’s wired to keep animals larger than fish only temporarily. Remember where I work?” He nibbled on Iruka’s earlobe.
“You just don’t want to take care of it,” the brunet scoffed, snatching the flakes’ container. The white-tailed, white-finned fish with its deep blue body completed a three-sixty and rose to the surface for its food. The crimson red one stared intensely up at Kakashi who sprinkled a few fish flakes into the tank. The man waved and closed the lid back down. After watching both fish eat, the couple retired downstairs to the den.
Iruka sat on the floor between Kakashi’s legs and worked on grading papers. Kakashi groaned and continued flipping channels. His trigger finger paused over the remote and he tilted his head. With a sigh, he continued surfing. It didn’t bother Iruka—the noise. When it came to certain things, he had a one-track mind, and work was one of those things. His concentration suddenly shattered as one of Kakashi’s chilled hands slid up under his shirt and he elbowed the man in return.
“I’ll just watch reruns of something,” Kakashi wheezed, rubbing his side. He snuck his arms around the brunet’s waist after deciding on a show and relaxed. “Happy birthday,” he spoke against the tawny locks of the younger man.
Iruka smiled and turned his head. He stole a quick and chaste kiss from the man and sighed, “It’s the best birthday ever.”
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