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Shh! It's a Secret	By : Aleya Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1284 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Iruka!� Her dark eyes panic stricken as she pushed her child into an opening in the floor.

�Mom!� The child cried as the wooden floor closed like a slotted coffin protecting the body inside.

�We�ll be back, your father and I.� The woman smiled tying her long black hair up into a ponytail.

�Don�t go!� Even from their little house on the far side of Konohagakure they could hear the roaring of the beast and Iruka flinched.

�Don�t worry, baby. We�ll be fighting alongside Hokage-Sama. Remember when you met Hokage-Sama and his wife?�

�Uh-huh��

�She had the baby finally. So he�ll be stronger than ever, just like I am. Knowing that I have my child to come home to. It�ll be really fast.�

�Tsuki, we have to go.� A man leaned over the floor. �No matter what, Stay there Iruka.�

�But, I�m a ninja too.� Iruka protested clutching tightly the forehead protector just earned not that long ago.

�It�s too dangerous for a Genin.� He spoke softly and kindly like a father should, but his face was like a rock. �We�ll be back.� Then they were gone

�Mom� Dad.� Iruka pushed on the floorboards and they wouldn�t budge. �MOM! DAD! I have a bad feeling about this!--�

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�MOM!�

Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!

�Mom�Dad�� Iruka sighed wiping the sweat from his brow. �It�s, been a while since I dreamed of them.� He reached for a string and tugged, the blinds slid open and the few beams of sunlight poured in the room. It was just past dawn. Across the room he looked at the book beside his table. A gift given to him from Naruto. It was actually a somewhat thoughtful gift.

There it was a book of black velvet. In the middle was a large symbol of the leaf branded in green. It was a journal given in the thought process of: �Well you�re a teacher and always busy. Someone said it�s good for stress and if your new students are like how I was�� Needless to say, Iruka avoided journals or diaries or anything of the sort, it made him want to write his whole life story in there.

�Later.� He said once more and went to the bathroom. �Journals are the pits. It�s like being psychologically tested every few years to make sure you have the mental capacity to continue your career as a Shinobi.� Iruka sighed and turned on the shower. �What would I write anyway? Hi my name is Iruka and I live a life of constant lying. Even the one I�ve adopted as my makeshift son doesn�t know my secret.

�Named for a dolphin because the first picture I ever looked at and was fascinated with was the dolphin picture above my mother�s head when I first opened my eyes. They first wanted to name me Tsukiko. My mother was named Tsuki so it would be completely reasonable to name her daughter with a slight variation of her name.� The shirt slipped off Iruka�s head. �Yeah right.� The shirt got flung into a corner and breasts bounced slightly.

�That�s right� My name is Umino Iruka and I was born female. I like my girl parts enough to not get rid of them, but�. Shortly after my parents died I discarded as much as I could of the life as a woman as I could. I was still a child and the Sandaime took pretty good care of me in place of my lost parents. It shocked him to no end when I chopped off my long, long hair. It disappointed him when I started to use Henge to hide the curves that began to appear a couple of year later. But I just couldn�t deal with it. That girl failed me. She wouldn�t get strong enough fast enough. She couldn�t pass the Chuunin exams soon enough, otherwise she�d have been there. She would have been the defining element needed to destroy the Kyuubi no Youko and her parents would still be alive. But male Umino Iruka, he�s got it pretty good, he easily passed the Chuunin exams, and he�s got a decent career as a teacher and is loved by all who pass through the doors in his classroom. What�s not to love about this life?

�Well, it still must be nice to have a lover to rub my body in ways that the books talk about. Someone�s skilled hands spending the evening rubbing circles on the small of my back all evening, dangerously sliding to my nice, firm buttocks. I could play the innocent one.

�No. no� Please, someone might see.� I could plead and protest and he could chuckle breathing heavily in my ear. The smell of beer clinging on his breath adding to that already spicy man smell, I could feel myself weakening.

�Now, why say no when you really want more.� He�d whisper before capturing my earlobe between his teeth. He knew what he was doing.

�Please, someone will see!� My dark eyes would dart around the room to see is anyone was really watching, part of me wishing someone was. Maybe inspire long awaited desire in another young hot couple. Then I�d jump, maybe let out a disgraceful �eep� as his hands would slide up parting my legs adding pressure to the crotch of my pants. Years of pants make a no-no to skirts.

�Nobody�s watching that closely. Stay quiet and it�ll continue to be that way.� His lips would press to my collarbone then over to the junction of neck and shoulder.

Tremors would rock the soul and hand moving to message my breasts, nipples at full attention. Somewhere in a haze we would reappear on a bed, his bed? My bed? It didn�t matter. A tussle of lips, hands. Broken zippers and buttons, maybe torn under garments leading to a knot of limbs and bodies touching and rubbing eliciting songs of desire.

Sigh

�For a virgin of twenty-six, I sure do have an overactive imagination. Maybe I should stop reading Jiraiya-Sama�s books.� Iruka muttered stepping into the shower her nether parts slightly damp, a betrayal to its owner reminding her of what she truly needed in this anything but perfect lifestyle. Then she chuckled. �That would be some journal entry. Maybe I�ll write that one down when I get dressed.�

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�Kakashi, where are you going?� She laughed from the bed, her lipstick managing to stay in place. Maybe because it was Kakashi�s insecurity about that mask coming off is why he never bothered kissing people. By no means had he ever made it this far in life without kissing someone, it just wasn�t one of his favorite past times. There was no point to it.

�Have I ever been known to stay, Itsuko?� He answered gently pulling on his pants.

�I was hoping one of these days you would.� She sat up clutching the sheets around her body her.

She was a thin boy shaped woman, not that Kakashi had a preference either, he loved women and they loved him. Or rather they loved the idea of him. �What�s behind that mask?� Is usually what brought on the question, but women like that he used for sex and sex only. He knew he was a good-looking man and learned early on in his academy days that girls were easy and constantly soaked in the pants for a good-looking guy. It could give a guy a swelled head that he was on top of the world and for a while he was like that.

Handsome couldn�t begin to describe his looks, and talented in everything he tried his hand at. He was coasting through life on talent and good looks and scorned everyone who became jealous of his talent. He wouldn�t even let his father�s disgrace ruin his world of perfection. It took the death of Obito to sober him and realize what an ugly person he really was. So on top of being his trademark look it helped him see people-women- for who they really were.

Superficial women who wanted simple bragging rights over being with him were attracted to mystery behind the mask and wanted it off so badly, much like Itsuko here who he�d just get his frustrations and passions off on. He wouldn�t be the fuel for her gossip, after all he had several women in Konoha lined up to be his lovers, each wet and ready whenever he gives his notice.

�Its best we don�t try to make a relationship out of this.� He slipped his shirt and gear back on. She pouted and flopped back down.

�Kakashi, I�m not getting younger and neither are you!� She moaned, just like a child. He inwardly sighed, here it comes. �Even worst you�re a Shinobi! Wouldn�t you want to settle down and have children?� Her eye traveled to the wastebasket, the condom used was in there� �You could die.�

�Been there.� He stood slipping his forehead protector back in place.

�For good.� She looked at him intensely then flickered back to the wastebasket settling on him again. �I�d be an amazing mother to your children and an even better wife to you!�

�Sorry, but I�m not interested in being married.� He turned, his one eyes closed and cheek risen, signs of him smiling. �Or having children yet.� She looked away and down at the sheets trying to hide her pained look. �Don�t make that face. Right now I�m interested in having fun, but if you want the rest, we should stop meeting like this.� He went to the window taking his perch.

�Oh��

�See you, Itsuko.� He vanished. She waited before jumping to get to the wastebasket. Two steps and it burst into flames. After successfully putting it out, she growled.

�Kakashi you bastard!�

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�I really should stop lying, or at least stop sleeping with those types.� Kakashi sat in the dark of his place of residence staring up at the ceiling thinking aloud; even his beloved books were of no company this early in the morning. �But it just sounds so cruel to say �There�s no way in hell I�d procreate with you.� this life is hard and I probably should find someone to settle down with but if something happens and my good looks are ruined.� He chuckled as he thought of a few close calls. �Someone shallow will leave.�

Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick.

�Dawn already?� He saw the sun beginning to peek out over the horizon. He�d only gotten four and a half hours of sleep, but he supposed that was more than enough. �Its days like this I almost wish I�d accept Gai�s proposition back then. I�m sure being Gay wouldn�t be that horrible of a lifestyle.�

He smiled at the thought of Taijutsu-Nin announcing his love for Kakashi, back when they were Genin, back when Kakashi was full of himself, he�d completely disregarded the confession and since then Gai had been competing to become great, to gain his interest.

�Oh well. What�s done is done.� Kakashi got up and opened the window.

He could hear the door down the hall open and close. He looked to the clock. Did he fall back asleep? It was time for the day to start. Proof of that was his neighbor from four doors down exiting the building with his usual confident stride. The Chuunin that tried to tell him how to run his team years ago�the Chuunin he rather despised in the corner of his heart for that incident.

Umino Iruka�

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I know I know� I want the coupling IruKashi but� It didn�t quite fit the Yaoi grouping of it because of this thing here� so uhh� what do we think?
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