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In the shadows	By : shadeoftroll Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1332 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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*******CHAPTER 3******

In the dark shadows lurked Ibiki. He had
seen Iruka fly out of the Hokage tower the day earlier and before Ibiki knew
what he was doing he had followed the chuunin to the popular ramen stand.

Ibiki immediately recognized the blond
boy to be the Kyuubi-vessel. Hugs and kisses and even more hugs were exchanged
between them, making Ibiki feeling rather uncomfortable. He wouldn�t even admit
that he felt jealous of the fox-boy for hugging and kissing Iruka. No way. But
it was quite uncomfortable.

But the head of information was glad
that the annoyingly pink haired girl had been able to stop Iruka before the
younger man had moved to stand on one of the chairs and start stripping.

�Note to self � kill Kakashi-san if
possible.�

But as the evening and night progressed
one thing became clear to Ibiki.

Iruka was a wanted man.


*************************************

The torture expert glanced up again to
watch Iruka yell at the Kyuubi-holder. The blonde had been nearly bouncing off
the walls when he saw that he could help his beloved sensei with his roof.

The teen was a fast and hard worker when
he put his mind to what he wanted done. A few dozen Naruto�s were all hammering
away at the house, patching up holes and painting and running around chopping
wood and carrying newly bought shingles back and forth.

Really it was a sight to behold. Iruka
didn�t seem to think so though. He kept trying to persuade Naruto, the real one,
to stop and come down for a break. And by �persuade�, Ibiki meant that the
teacher was throwing his sandals and house shoes at the blonde�s head while
making loud threats.

The officer smirked to himself and
looked back down to the opened folder in his hand. He shifted behind the tree
line to hide himself from view as he continued reading.

Profile

Umino Iruka

Age: 25
Date of birth: May 26
Height: 178 cm
Weight: 66.2 kg

Information

Current rank: Chuunin
Current affiliation: Konohagakure
Signature jutsu/Kekkei genkai: Sealed
Bombs Square Release

Ibiki read along, discovering that while
the school teacher was well-trained, he was no where near jounin level. He had
never even taken the jounin exams, the reason being the soft hearted man
generally didn�t like to hurt people and was good with children. But from what
Ibiki had seen when the teacher attacked Kakashi he was sure that was more to
Iruka than the profile said. And being a man that collected intelligence and
information, he wanted to know more about this chuunin.

The large man glanced up again, watching
as the brunette managed to peg Naruto on the head with his last sandal. The boy
toppled backwards and fell off the roof, much to Iruka�s horror. But the blonde
was undamaged and jumped right back onto the roof, ignoring the shoes pelting
his backside.

***************

Iruka panted and settled his fists on
his hips as one of the clones gave him a quick pat on the back and an
encouraging smile before bounding away again.

�Naruto!� the chuunin yelled again. �You
don�t have to do this! Really it�s too cold outside!�

The boy popped his head over the edge
and grinned down at his former teacher. �Ne, sensei, it�s alright! I wanna help!
And then I can show you all the new techniques I�ve learned!�

Iruka sighed and twisted to pop his
back. �Naruto�you�re making me exhausted just by watching you.�

Naruto winked and went back to work,
shouting at his clones to hurry up because their poor sensei was getting cold.

Iruka gritted his teeth together; Naruto
made it sound as if Iruka was an old man that needed to be taken cared of. And
Iruka was NOT old� he just didn�t like to spend copious amount of time listening
to hammering when his head could make due for that. He rubbed his temples and
wished for the headache to just go away. But at the same time he was really
grateful for Naruto�s help. The roof needed fixing and he had yet to find the
time on his own to do it.

�Well, perhaps I should go inside and
make dinner instead? Naruto is bound to be hungry when he�s finished,�
thought the teacher and nodded at his decision. He would cook dinner and hear
all about Naruto�s adventures later this evening. Plus he had promised to watch
his charge�s newfound knowledge of jutsus. It could be a very amusing day. But
absolutely first � he needed another aspirin.

But just before he went back into the
house Iruka got a feeling that he was being watched. He turned around and looked
over the area trying to find what irked his chakra to stand on end. He always
trusted his instincts and now the same instincts said that he was being watched.
�Or is it because Naruto is here? Because the vessel of Kyuubi no kitsune is
helping me out? Don�t they trust him or something?� Iruka felt a wave of
fury wash over him. He was very protective of Naruto and he would defend the boy
against the hordes of hell if it was needed.

But no matter how much he tried to find
the person or persons that were stalking them he couldn�t. Who ever it was� they
were masters of disguising themselves and their chakra. Iruka growled but let
his acute sense of awareness linger at surface. He would even fight the Hokage
if it was necessary. Naruto was his boy and he would protect him. And with that
resolve he entered his house hoping that who ever it was caught that resolve and
headed back home instead.

****************

Ibiki was surprised almost shocked when
he saw Iruka look around. The man had felt Ibiki�s presence. And Ibiki was a
master of hiding and disguises. Probing imprisoned ninja�s heads could give you
a lot of information about jutsus and Ibiki had picked up a few concealment
tricks over the years. He could actually stand right in front of people and they
wouldn�t even see him.

But Iruka had noticed him. He had seen
it on the chuunin�s face�and that fierce look in his chocolate doe-eyes�. That
man would fight to the death and Ibiki was sure he would do it in order to
protect the Kyuubi-boy. Ibiki had liked Naruto since the Chuunin-exams. The kid
was a breath of fresh air around Konoha and he had earned Ibiki�s respect. The
blonde would prove to be a very resourceful and strong ninja in the future. No,
he wasn�t here to cause harm to Naruto; he was here merely because he was
curious.

And he wanted to make sure that nothing
out of the ordinary happened. He wasn�t jealous or anything� Nope, he wasn�t. He
really didn�t care if half of Konoha�s population was ogling the teacher�s
tight, squish-able and grope-friendly ass. No, he didn�t care at all.

He was just curious.

...and jealous.

                                                    ****************************

Four hours later and time found Iruka
splayed on his back, panting furiously on the grass. His chakra was completely
depleted. He couldn�t fend off a butterfly if it decided to take that moment to
attack.

The school teacher groaned as he stared
up at the darkening sky, dreading the words he just knew were coming.

�Iruka-sensei! Just one more I promise!�
Naruto yelled.

The blonde bounded up to his fallen
fellow nin, grinning widely and bending over with his hands on his knees.

�Iruka-sensei! You�re getting old!�

And of course the brunette suddenly
somehow found the energy to chase the Kyuubi-holder across the yard, wielding
his sandal like a kunai. Naruto easily kept out of his former sensei�s grasp,
laughing out apologies and more taunts.

All play came to a screeching halt when
the chuunin threatened to never feed the boy again. The blonde was near tears in
a matter of seconds, pulling pitifully on Iruka�s pant leg like he had when he
was little.

�Iruka-sensei! Feed me!� the boy whined.

The school teacher couldn�t hold out for
very long against Naruto�s bright blue eyes and the boy knew it. Soon the two
were back inside, eating and talking about what had happened during Naruto�s
absence.

And later, after Iruka had tucked in the
yawning blonde, he found himself staring into his fireplace. The chuunin watched
the dying embers crack and spark as he sipped at his tea. He was already missing
Naruto.

They would leave the next day and the
brunette was fighting off the loneliness creepy into his gut. He smiled softly
to himself and shook his head.

�You need someone in your life,� said
Inner Iruka suddenly.

The chuunin snorted and rolled his eyes,
dragging his hair tie out and ruffling his chocolate locks.

�Don�t ignore me!� Inner Iruka yelled.
�I�m always right you know.�

�No you�re not�, the school teacher
thought back to his alter ego.

There was a short silence before, �You
need to get laid.�

Iruka almost spit out his tea and choked
for a good two minutes before he was able to answer back.

�I do NOT!�

�Do.�

�Not.�

�Do.�

�Not.�

Inner Iruka grinned, �Kakashi had us
pegged didn�t he? BIG VIRGIN!!!�

The chuunin blushed and looked around;
rubbing his scar in a nervous twitch he had never gotten rid of.

�So?�

�So? �SO?!� Inner Iruka steamed. �I
wanna have sex before I die.�

Another coughing fit ensued.

*******************

Ibiki watched the teacher through the
window; he was sitting in front of the fire place with a cup of tea in his hand.
It irked the burly jounin that Iruka looked so very lonely at the moment. And it
looked as if the man couldn�t get warm enough, his eyes staring longingly into
the dancing fire. Ibiki caught a fleeting thought of wanting to be inside,
sitting next to the Chuunin, wrapping his arms around his smaller frame and
warding off everything that could threaten him.

Ibiki shook his head and forced down a
yawn. He had been on watch since last night and it was getting to him. But the
tiredness was gone the moment he saw Iruka spit out his tea and coughed
violently. The jounin could clearly see a dark blush spread across Iruka�s face
and he wanted to know what on earth had brought that on.

�What is he thinking about?�
Ibiki wondered as he stayed long enough to see another coughing fit take place
and an even darker blush appear. But as it died down Ibiki decided that he would
leave for the evening and first thing in the morning he would head off to the
Hokage and ask her for a couple of weeks vacation. He wanted to be on full guard
duty over the teacher. Kakashi-san would loose his balls before he was able to
get his hands on Iruka again and taunt him like he had yesterday.

So Ibiki left the lonely looking teacher
and headed home. No, it wasn�t home. A home would look like Iruka�s house. Were
the children were sleeping and the parents would sit down by the fire, relaxing
from the day�s work. Ibiki wanted it. He was envious of Iruka for having such
closeness to Naruto. He wanted to have that too and he wanted to have it
together with Iruka.

�You�re lonely too,�
whispered his head and Ibiki couldn�t go against it. He was lonely; he had been
lonely for the most of his adult life. It was something he had chosen and it had
never before troubled him like it troubled him now. It was as if someone had
shot a harpoon through his chest leaving a gaping and bleeding wound.

He showered and got ready for bed. As he
lay down he smiled a bit�or as much as he could smile. Hokage-sama would
probably turn the office up side down while he asked for his vacation. He
couldn�t remember the last time he asked for some time off. A few more memory
searches told Ibiki that he never had asked for it since the day he became
jounin. It would give him a few laughs for the future.

And as he fell asleep he was dreaming
about a blond boy and his �mother�.

**********

Iruka fought to keep the tears back as
he waved at Naruto one last time. They had left. Again. It would be at least
another year before the boy would be back, or so the sannin had said. Iruka felt
his chest tighten; the tears began to burn behind his eyelids. He was a man not
a cry baby!

But the moment Naruto was gone from his
line of vision Iruka turned around and gathered chakra under his feet. He ran
and jumped all the way to his house and rushed through the door with amazing
speed. And once he was inside he got into Naruto�s room and laid on the boy�s
bed. And then he cried his sorrows out.

                                            **********************************

�Morino Ibiki took a vacation?�

Genma nodded lazily at the doe-eyed
chuunin. �Yeah, heard the commotion this morning when I went up there.�

Iruka blinked, �So what�s wrong with
that?�

Asuma took a drag of his cigarette. The
small brunette threw him a dirty look, but they were at a bar and not the
missions� office. There was nothing Iruka could do about it.

The large man raised a blue eyebrow,
�Morino�s never taken a vacation. Ever.�

Kakashi looked over his new book,
sheltering it protectively behind his back. �And we mean ever. It�s strange
don�t you think?�

Raido nodded and took another sip of the
sake in front of him, �Maybe the guy�s getting tired.�

The chuunin drew his brows up in worry.
He hoped Ibiki was alright. No, the school teacher couldn�t say he knew the man
well, but he still liked him. Though that wasn�t saying much, Iruka liked
everyone.

It was a few days after Naruto and his
perverted sensei had left and Iruka was still feeling the hurt from it. He liked
having someone to walk home with, and someone to cook for. Maybe Inner Iruka had
a point; maybe he needed to find someone.

Maybe he should start dating.

The jounins noticed Iruka�s blush
immediately and sly glances were exchanged around the table.

Kakashi leaned forward and cocked his
head, staring at the chuunin across from him. �Ne, Iruka-kun�what just passed
through your pretty little head?�

The brunette scowled and rubbed at his
scar, �It doesn�t concern you. Do you think Ibiki-san is okay? He�s not hurt or
anything is he?�

Genma furrowed his brow and scratched at
the stubble on his chin. �I didn�t see him limping or anything when he left.�

�No, that�s because Hokage-sama
healed his bad leg,� Iruka thought and wanted to
sink through the floor. It had been his fault that he had buckled that day. �But
it�s also your doing that he got healed too�� Inner Iruka beamed proudly.

Asuma blew smoke from his nose and
tapped the end of his cigarette into the ashtray. �Why so interested Iruka?�

�Empty-nest syndrome,� Raido said
knowingly.

�Either that or a crush,� Kakashi
teased, his visible eye turning upward.

The chuunin rolled his eyes and stood,
�I just want to make sure he�s okay. I�d do the same for any of you.�

Iruka paused.

�Except for you Kakashi-san. You I�d
leave to die.�

The jounins, save the copy-nin, cracked
up behind him as he left the bar. Honestly, they could be such idiots sometimes.
The school teacher had the purest intentions at heart and only wanted to check
on the scarred jounin. Maybe even invite him to dinner. A friendly dinner. Not a
date dinner.

Yes there was a difference.

�Yeah, but I sure as hell want to have a
date diner, perhaps with some raw and wild sex on the table,� Inner Iruka
cackled.

�I�ll kill you one day,� Iruka growled
at his inner voice. That voice was really getting on his last nerves.

But he was content with his idea of
asking Ibiki to join him for dinner one day or evening. It could be like a real
apology for hurting him the other day. Yes, it was perfect and then perhaps he
could get some answers to why the workaholic suddenly decided it was time for a
vacation.

************

But it would be another week before
Iruka actually got the chance to ask the interrogator officer if he wanted to
have dinner with him. First of all Iruka had a full packed schedule and not once
had the scarred jounin come into the missions� office and left a report, his
underlings did it for him as they had before. And secondly � he had to flirt his
way to where Ibiki actually lived. Shizune had been hard to get through, but
when Iruka noticed how she was checking out his ass he wiggled it a bit, causing
the Hokage�s assistant to blush and stutter it was no problem at all to get
Ibiki�s address.

So now he was standing in front of a
very shabby looking apartment complex. He looked at a piece of paper in his hand
and confirmed that this indeed was Ibiki�s address. He took a deep breath and
prepared himself mentally to ask the large jounin to join him for dinner.

�You can do this Iruka, just ask the
man if he wants to have dinner with you� as an apology for kicking his bad leg��
Iruka fisted his hands and entered the building.

Ibiki had followed Iruka around the
whole week. He knew that his request for vacation had tipped off the whole ninja
circle. It was as he thought and he still could smirk at the memory of a Hokage
with her jaw dropped to the ground. He had blown her head off. But what on earth
was Iruka doing at his apartment? He sneaked into his window and removed his
coat and gloves and tried to look casual as he heard a knock on the door.

�Umino-san, what are you doing here?� he
asked as he eyed the smaller ninja in front of him Again he could see that
adorable blush cover the chuunin�s cheeks.

�Uhm� I-Ibiki-san, I� I wanted to
apologize,� Iruka stuttered and tried to calm down his racing heart. This was
not just an ordinary nervousness. He looked straight into the jounin�s muscular
chest. He wished he could see the muscles play underneath that bulky grey
uniform.

�Apologize?�

�F-for kicking you� and I wanted to�
Uhm� Youwanttocometomyplaceandhavedinnerwithme?�

It was a good thing that Ibiki was an
expert in interpretation otherwise he would never had guessed what the teacher
just had said. But he was amazed over the fact that Iruka just had asked him
out. �Is this some date of sorts then?� he mused as he watched the
younger man fiddle under his dark gaze.

�I� ohh, perhaps n-not then, I�m s-sorry
for asking,� Iruka mumbled when Ibiki didn�t answer his question and he did take
the silence as a negative answer. He was about to leave when he heard Ibiki
speak up.

�I�ll go,� Ibiki answered. Perhaps this
could ease his loneliness just a tad and perhaps he could get more information
to what made the man tick.

�W-what?�

�I�ll come to dinner, if the offer still
stands?�

Iruka nodded quickly, doe-eyes wide. His
heart skipped a beat and he could feel something akin to happiness race through
his body.

�G-good, uhm, here�s my address and y-you can come around eight.�

Iruka put a piece of paper into Ibiki�s
hand and then turned around and ran out of the apartment building. Gods, he felt
like a little school girl that had her first crush.


*************************************

He was insane.

Or at least travelling there at a fast
rate. Had he, Umino Iruka, actually asked out Ibiki?! No�it couldn�t be. Not
him.

�Oh First Hokage help me!� the chuunin
cried out.

After he had invited the interrogations
officer to dinner, the school teacher had immediately run home to panic.

Iruka had been a nervous blur around
house, cleaning up after himself and doing things he never did, like dusting and
fluffing the pillows. Though why he had fluffed the pillows was a mystery. Later
the chuunin expected it to have something to do with how Inner Iruka kept
singing something about being mammals and doing it like they do on the Discovery
Channel.

Which was ridiculous, because the
brunette certainly wasn�t going to sleep with Ibiki on the first date.

Iruka blushed deeply as he stared at two
shirts lying on the bed. How should he dress?! Should he be casual and dress in
civilian clothes? Maybe Ibiki thought he had invited over for other reasons?
Maybe the jounin thought this was a dinner where work would be discussed!

If that were the case, the school
teacher would curl up in a ball and die of embarrassment. He could picture the
words scrawled across his tombstone now. �Umino Iruka, friend to all. Died from
over-blushing�.

And it certainly didn�t help his nerves
to hear Inner Iruka cackling madly in the background, completely alive with
laughter.

The brunette suddenly balked. What was
he going to make for dinner?! What if he made something and Ibiki was allergic
to it? Or even worse, just didn�t like it?! Or even worse than that, he was
didn�t like it, was allergic, had a bad reaction and died?!

Iruka collapsed on his bed, trying to
stop his tears. �Oh God! I�m going to kill Ibiki and then I�ll die from
embarrassment!�

Inner Iruka chuckled and shook his head,
�You won�t kill him you idiot. Get up and make ramen.�

The brunette wiped his face and sniffed
pathetically. �Ramen?�

Inner Iruka shrugged, �Well unless you
got something better Princess�.�

The school teacher jumped up and threw
his shoulders back. No! He wouldn�t settle for ramen! If he was going to die
today then it would be after preparing something delicious! He still had three
hours to go!

If he didn�t complete this date, then
he�d�Iruka stopped that thought when he realized he was starting to sound like
Gai.

The school teacher decided he�d go with
something traditional, rice, fish, miso soup, and pickled vegetables. If Ibiki
was allergic to any of it he wouldn�t take it and eat it. It was a good and fair
reasoning.

The brunette attacked his kitchen with a
ferocity most only saw when he was dealing with Kakashi.

The hours rushed passed him as he
prepared the dishes. If he were to trust Naruto, he was very good in the
kitchen. But on the other hand, Naruto inhaled everything that was edible and
sometimes things that were not. The boy had no bottom when it came down to food.
Well, if he had it was deep, deep down. But since Iruka lived on his own for
many, many years and he had yet to poison himself he thought he was fairly good
when it came to making food.

Iruka lost count on how many times he
checked all the dishes and the table settings before he finally found it to be
acceptable. Again his Inner Self was making rude comments about how Ibiki
probably would just rake down everything from the table and place Iruka on it
instead.

�Will you just SHUT UP!!??� Iruka
screamed and tried blocking out the perverted voice by covering his ears.

********************

Ibiki stepped out of his bathroom. He
was still in a bit of a shock from what had happened just hours earlier. Umino
had asked him out. He had asked Ibiki to come for dinner. Yes, the teacher had
said that it was an apology for kicking him in the knee. But Ibiki couldn�t help
but wonder if there wasn�t more to this whole dinner-thing than just an apology.

He stopped in front of his closet and
opened it up. What should he wear? Something civilian perhaps? A dinner as an
apology would not have to involve getting geared up in his jounin-clothes. He
sighed and settled for a pair of black jeans, a white long sleeved shirt and a
dark blue sweater over it. He kept his hitai-ite in his usual manner, covering
most of the hideous scars on his head. He knew that many pitied him for having
gone through so much pain. He hated it when they did that.

He was not ashamed of them because he
had gotten them while defending his beloved Konoha and its inhabitants. It was
proof that he was a strong fighter and didn�t hide from little pain. He didn�t
have a mirror since vanity was not one of his sins. He put some aftershave on,
just barely. He hadn�t done that since forever either. It had been one time when
the Sandaime had ordered him to attend an official dinner with the other Kages.
But it didn�t smell bad, in fact it had a bit of pine-scent. Refreshing.

Ibiki looked at the kitchen clock and
realized that it was time to go. He nodded to himself before getting out of the
door. This was going to be an interesting evening.

He ignored the voices he heard around
him as he walked towards Iruka�s house. He saw people who otherwise would
disappear fast when he came, now they stopped and looked at him as if he was a
tourist attraction. He began to regret that he hadn�t put on his jounin-suit.
And when he saw a green spandex-clad figure come running towards him he knew it
was a mistake to even accept the chuunin�s proposal.

T B C

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