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: GenIru (ended), OroIru (non-con), KakaIru, SasuNaru, ShikaKiba, GaaSaku
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto--sadly. I'm just using the characters to express my mounting love for the show.
A/N: Seeeeee! I told you Neji would show up somewhere in the story. I love him after he has his sudden epiphany after the fight with Naruto; he’s such a doll! (jumps up and down) Okay, anyway. The trial in the newspaper was the one Sasuke had in the last chapter—-the one he was going to. He’s going to have another trial because Orochimaru appealed the case. I just wanted to clear that up now. Now, enjoy some ShikaKiba and a little Kakashi presence. I’m trying to introduce people little by little every chapter. (waves)
Chapter Three - The Pet Paradise Quartet
He knew this was why he'd been given a key to the apartment. Grumbling angrily to himself, the young boy snapped his wrist to the left, heard the deadbolt slid away, then almost tore the door from its hinges as he kicked it open. The security chain was torn from the wall, but he didn't care. The clock on the wall read 5:53 A.M.
"We were supposed to meet at six," the intruder growled softly. He moved toward a bedroom with surprisingly little noise--given his disposition--but lost it upon pushing open the door. The body he sought was still sprawled haphazardly on the bed. "Nara Shikamaru," Kiba snarled, slamming the door. The walls rocked from the force but the figure simply gave a loud yawn and absently scratched his chest. Kiba stormed to the bed and grabbed the boy by his shirt. He yanked him up.
Dark, sleep-filled eyes stared into narrowed, slit-like ones. "Eh…"
" 'Eh'?! That's all you can say?! Sakura's waiting downstairs with the dumb mutt and you're still sleeping! We have to get it back by seven then still get to the school… God!"
Shikamaru blinked then easily slipped out of his shirt. He fell back onto the bed and Kiba fell onto the floor. Swinging his legs over the side, he stared down at the other boy and offered him a half-smile. Kiba scoffed and slowly rose to his knees. He placed a hand on Shikaru's bare thighs--the boxers he slept in had risen slightly--and tilted his head upwards. Shikamaru tangled his fingers in the already unruly hair and ghosted his lips over Kiba's. "I've been up since after four," he whispered.
"I can tell… Minty fresh breath."
"Making you angry is the only way to get you to see me."
"You're an ass," Kiba muttered, brushing his nose against the other's. "Now get dressed. Sakura'll kill us if we don't hurry."
"Forget Sakura," Shikamaru grunted as he pulled the boy onto the bed with him. "She'll survive. The dog loves her." He rolled over so Kiba was below and smiled lazily down at the scowling Inuzuka.
"Do you love me?" The moment was ruined.
"Eh…" That made it worse.
"Shikamaru!"
"What kind of ridiculously troublesome question is that?"
"It's troublesome to love me?!"
"You're troublesome," Shikamaru mumbled under his breath.
"What?! You lazy son of a bitch!"
"You curse too much."
"And that's troublesome, too, isn't it?"
Nara Shikato, his hangover already coming on quickly--he had spent the night out with old friends--covered his head with a pillow. How could his wife sleep so peacefully? He appreciated his son having a job and he appreciated Kiba. What he did not appreciate was when both boys were together and he was within earshot of them. The man groaned loudly.
Sakura kept her temper during the forty-five minute dog walk; she would get them at school rather than make a scene. They returned to the clinic/kennel and thought nothing of their employer already being there. "Kakashi-sensei?" Sakura called out, handing the leash to Kiba. She shot him a glare that left no room for argument and the boy hurried away.
Kiba was grumbling to himself as he passed by his employer and the man smiled. He turned his smile to the pink-haired girl and she blushed, looking away. Shikamaru scoffed then rubbed the sore spot on his arm where the girl had punched him not too gently.
Kakashi chuckled and Sakura blushed even deeper, locking her arms behind her back by clasping her elbows. There was something about him that attracted her--maybe his casual, rugged appearance, the scar over his left eye, or the deep mismatched orbs--but she would never act on that attraction because of the age difference. There was also another reason why she couldn't act on her "high school girl's crush" feelings. "Kakashi-sensei, why do you always come here so early?"
"Because my pets need me," the man replied, his smile growing wider. There was a sudden change and the smile became sad.
Sakura stepped forward, her heart instantly going out to the man. "Sensei…"
"Ahh! Damn mutt!" The voice was louder than the barking dogs. Shikamaru lowered his head with a smile. Kiba still knew how to ruin a great moment. "That piece of shit pissed on me…" the other boy was muttering as he walked from the back.
"I thought you and dogs go along well," Kakashi chuckled, finally unfolding the apron he had been grasping. Sliding it on, he tied the strings in back and smoothed down the front. The design on it was a dog stretched out on lounge chair with a sunny beach backdrop and a title of "Pet Paradise"--his clinic's name. The boy's colorful language rarely bothered him.
"I get along with the Inuzuka dogs, the dogs in my family," Kiba hissed. "Speaking of… I need to bring Akamaru in for a check-up."
"Do it after you get out of school. Go on."
Sakura giggled, backing up, then ran from the clinic, the boys following. Kakashi shook his head, smiling, and thought it best if he assessed whatever problem was in back.
The working trio arrived to school on time--Sakura by way of her mother and the couple by the usual ride from friends.
Hyuuga Neji sat in the passenger's side of the sleek black sedan and glanced over his shoulder as the public school students got out. Both were arguing. His cousin, Hyuuga Hinata, blushed faintly with a small giggle. He sighed and faced forward once again, ready for his day at the private academy to begin and end so he could return home.
Kiba leaned back into the car and grinned, thanking them as he always did on his and Shikamaru's behalf. After closing the door and watched the car drive away, he spun to confront his lover. He punched Shikamaru in the arm with a snarl. "Don't just fall asleep anywhere!"
"Don't hit me again," Shikamaru warned him in a sigh. He was tired of the unnecessary abuse from both the boy and Sakura.
"I can hit you all I want!" Kiba retaliated.
The pair, forever arguing, walked through the iron gates where Sakura and others already were.
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"Hm?" Sakura stared at the newspaper dropped in front of her, her yogurt spoon dangling from her mouth. She removed the plastic utensil and placed it in the container she'd brought from home, then reached for the paper. "Local teenage boy slays… family!" she screeched.
"Look at the picture," her blonde friend urged. It was lunch and the large group sat at their usual table in the large cafeteria.
Sakura's green eyes widened. "Sasuke!" she gasped. "He killed his family?"
"No way!" Kiba snatched the paper from her and remained standing as he read a few lines. "They say he was found in the apartment complex with the gun." It was time for his eyes to widen. "It was a massacre. Over forty killed… That's every family member. His brother's body was lying next to him."
"No…" Sakura looked toward the end of the table at an empty chair and a past memory came back. Sasuke always sat there. As reclusive as he was, he gave in to the pleading and sat with them. Just last week he'd graced them with a smile. "No. He couldn't have done it."
"The evidence--"
"He didn't do it!" Sakura screamed. The entire room fell silent, all eyes on the center table. Shikamaru sighed, covering his face. He hated this kind of troublesome attention.
Yamanaka Ino placed an arm around Sakura and sighed as their foreheads touched. "You're so stupid. Of course he didn't do it. You, of all people, should know better than to listen to Kiba."
"Wh--" The boy gave a soft growl at the light touch to his hand and sat back down. Everyone at the table had also been made aware of the boys' relationship.
"Now." Ino picked up the plastic yogurt cup and dangled it before the pink-haired girl. "Finish your lunch before you become horribly overweight." Even Chouji flinched. It was a terrible crime to tell a young girl she was fat.
Sakura snatched the cup, the plastic bending under her fierce grip, and gave the blonde a feigned smile. "Ino… Maybe you should lay off the French fries, because you're looking a little large around the middle."
Kiba covered his head and lowered it to the table. He'd almost think the girls were a couple--they argue so much--but they went after guys all the time; their arguing was just related to the fact that they were good friends. He sighed. 'Sasuke in jail.' The paper also said an appeal had been placed and the trial had now been upgraded to a state case. He hoped the boy was proven innocent.
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