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Passing Notes	By : ss_dragon_lady Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1771 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Passing Notes
Chapter 4
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Iruka locked his apartment door and then quickly set the numerous traps. One could never be too careful, even in a village full of shinobi allies. He learned that lesson the hard way by way of Mizuki, his once childhood friend and ex-lover. Iruka hurried down the stairs and out of the building. The sun was rising in the east and Konaha was already starting to bustle. Many villagers were opening their shops and roadside stands, housewives already searching for the best deals.
It was Monday morning and Iruka was on his way to the academy, feeling refreshed after the very easy weekend. He had thought about the notes and the apparently hidden clues some, but he decided not to jump to conclusions. He would wait a little longer for more clues before he started to assume anything. He didn�t want to look like an ass after all if he approached the wrong person, not to mention being utterly embarrassed. No, he didn�t want to go through that , so he wouldn�t begin making guesses anytime soon.
Iruka returned the wave of a young woman that ran the local produce stand that specialized in imports from other villagers. His attention had only been diverted for a couple of seconds, but that was all that was needed. A heavy hand landed on his shoulder. He jerked around to face the person, his own hand straying to his weapons pouch. Yet he stopped short when he was greeted with a blinding smile and bushy eyebrows.
�Fair and Noble, Iruka-sensei! Are you on your way to teach the next youthful generation the will of fire on this fine beautiful day?� Guy�s booming voice seemed to echo off the surrounding buildings and made nearby villagers increase their pace away from the area.
Iruka wished he could perform such a strategic retreat as well. �Yes, of course.�
�Have you thought any further of implementing the very youthful exercise regimen and uniform I discussed with you?� Guy quickly pulled out the one piece leotard. He dangled it before himself, flashing a thumbs up and a dazzling smile. �It will produce hip and cool youthful results in the growing academy generation!�
Iruka still shuddered at the very thought, much less letting the idea come to pass. There was no way he could stand even a single day in his classroom with all that stretched green material. He�� green�� GREEN��.. GREEN!!!!!!!!!! ��. Iruka felt extremely sick as the atrocious possibility spread throughout his entire brain, stopping all other thought processes. The last note referred to wearing green and Guy-sensei wore more green then anyone else in the village. His secret admirer could be Guy-sensei!!
Well there was only one thing he could do when faced with such a fear inducing possibility, deny it no matter what. There was no way Guy-sensei was the note sender. The man thrived on everything that Iruka was not. Iruka was a plain, normal, simple chuunin. Guy would not find anything attractive about him, would not want him and that was that. Iruka would not entertain any further thoughts on the subject.
Iruka quickly realized Guy took his silence as an opening for continued discussion on the matter. The man was going on and on about the ugly green leotard. Iruka had to get out of there. He offered the jonin a polite smile before interrupting him mid-speech. �I�m sorry, Guy-sensei. I have to go or I�ll be late for the start of classes.�
Iruka didn�t wait for a reply, even though he knew it was very rude. He turned and quickly sprinted away, towards the academy. He resolved to put the whole encounter out of his mind, he wouldn�t dwell on it at all. So instead he turned his attention to the day ahead and the little bit of hope bubbling in his chest that he might receive another note.
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Classes were nearly over. It had been a very long seven hours. Iruka was sorely tempted to dismiss his class early, but he was still miffed at a few of the students. A small group of boys had set off a couple of smoke bombs that contained a disgusting smell. A few others students had tried to make an escape during the distraction. It was revealed by the leader of the group that he had gotten the bombs from his older genin brother.
So now the room was way warmer then usual as the windows had to be opened to air out the stink. The kids were getting even more restless then usual at that time of day because they were getting hot and starting to sweat. Iruka wasn�t giving up though, he had a point to make to his rowdy class.
He swiped his sleeve across his forehead before speaking loudly. �Pop Quiz! Get out pencil and paper now!�
Groans came from all areas of the classroom as did rustling papers. Iruka hid his smirk as he moved to sit behind his desk, already thinking of the ten questions he would ask for the test. He pulled paper from the drawer on his right and laid it on his desk. He started to reach for a pen when he was startled by a flash of silver flying through an open window. A senbon imbedded itself in the middle of the blank paper, a tiny note that was quickly becoming very familiar dangled from a small piece of attached shinobi wire.
A nosey little girl from the Inuzuka clan spoke before the chunin could even move. �What is that and where did it come from, sensei?�
Iruka looked up quickly and scanned his class. It was still about twenty minutes early, but at the moment he didn�t care. Though his students wouldn�t be getting off that easy. �It�s a senbon which you and your fellow classmates should already know. It came through the open window. No pop quiz, but I want a thousand word essay on the advantages of senbon and two other shinobi weapons of your choosing on my desk tomorrow morning. Class dismissed!!�
There were many groans of pain, but no students attempted to argue with him. The kids grabbed their satchels and ran from the room before even more punishment could be added. With the room clear, Iruka turned his attention to the note. He pulled the senbon from the paper and wood, leaving the note attached to it. His eyes scanned the neat writing.

�I feel so comfortable in your hands.�

Iruka couldn�t stop the blush that raced across his cheeks. This note could be taken in a few different ways, one of them sexual and the only people he had ever been sexual with were his handful of ex-lovers. Though he was pretty sure that it wasn�t one of them sending him the notes. In all, but one of the relationships, he and his ex-lover had both agreed that things weren�t working out and parted on good terms. The other, Mizuki, was in jail put there by him. He highly doubted the man would be sending him anything, except maybe wishes for his painful death.
So it was, he decided to analyze it in the most direct way, it had worked so far with the other notes. It was obvious that the note sender was someone he dealt with regularly and seemed to very much like their interactions, probably someone from the academy or the mission room. Well, this note and it�s hidden clue didn�t help to much with the identity of his secret admirer, but it still arrived which showed the person was still interested in him.
Iruka liked that! It sort of made him feel wanted, but mostly because he found himself becoming more and more curious about the person behind the notes. He still had no clue as to just who his secret admirer was, yet he was beginning to actively like the person. He found himself going to his dresser several times everyday just to run his fingers across the notes as a smile stretched his lips.
Iruka shook himself from his thoughts as he tucked the note with attached wire and senbon into a pocket on his vest. He quickly gathered several stacks of papers that needed grading and placed them in his bag along with a couple of red pens. He would be busy that evening. He made sure his classroom was secure, complete with a few painful traps. He headed home at a brisk pace. He didn�t want to run into Guy-sensei again, but more importantly he wanted to get home to place his latest note with the other three. A smile blossomed on his face as he broke into a sprint. He just wanted to get home, at least that is what he told himself as he ignored the warmth that was slowly spreading in his chest with each new note he received.
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