Iruka looked around in disbelief, just what was he doing in a bedroom that wasn´t his own...amd much worse, in a bed that wasn´t his? The room was still dark and he couldn´t distinguish much, but still he could tell that it was not his apartment.
He tried to remember how exactly he had managed to get there but couldn´t remember a thing. His memories were all hazy. Last night there had been a huge party in honor of the Hokage´s birthday, and he had been there. Iruka wasn´t used to drinking liquor, since he believes a teacher must always behave properly, but Kakashi convinced him of relaxing a little and drinking some sake. Well it turns out he had ended up drinking more than the one glass he intended.
Iruka looked around still dazed, when he was about to exit the bed he noticed two things. he was naked. 2. That someone was sleeping next to him.
-Just wha.....? I´m .... na..na...naked?!! - he covered his mouth scared of waking the other person.
He started to panic, he though it couldn´t be worse but a groan from the other person told him that it was a GUY. He was in a bed naked with a GUY.
-Just who...no, this can´t be happening, I must be having a nightmare.- Iruka told himself and hit his head several times, hoping to wake up without success. He couldn´t tell who the other male was, since the matress was covering him up completely.
Iruka tried to remember with all his might, just what in hell had happened. But all his efforts were in vain. He remembered dancing around and laughing like an idiot. He also sort of remembered someone asking him if he was ok, another someone helping him out, bumping with another person at some point and then nothing. For all his effort he just got a headache, or maybe it was just the effects of the hangover catching up with him.
Without looking back at the sleeping person, and in tip toes, he managed to collect all his clothes spilled around the floor, sort of dressed, opened the door and ran away all in less that 10 seconds. He was grateful that it was a very cold, dark misty morning. He may get a cold, but no one in Konoha would be able to get a good look at him.
Back at home he took a bath, cried a little and tried to sleep but couldn´t. A question was keeping him from sleeping.
-Just who was that person? Maybe I shouldn´t have run away, maybe... maybe I should have made sure nothing...nothing happened. - Iruka was feeling very anxious now.
He Looked at his skin with apprehension wondering if that other persona had touched it. He touched his lips wondering if that stranger had kissed them. Looked at his hands wondering if he had done the same.
- I would never, ever do that. No there is no way! A complete stranger and a GUY. And yet my fingertips tingle as if I they itch to touch that person, as if they remember. But no, no, no! I must try my best to forget whatever happened last night. I can´t let myself be distracted by something like this, I just made a mistake and entered someone else´s home last night, yes I´m sure that´s it. I won´t think about it anymore - Iruka gave up on sleeping a little and dressed up in his usual outfit. It was sunday so Iruka was hoping to go to the library to prepare his class for tomorrow.
When he was going out he tripped with the clothing he had used last night, which he had left in the floor when rushing for a shower. An object fell out of it. He picked it up, a closer inspection revealed that it was a wrapped in a piece of clothing that was probably a handkerchief? The object was hard and cold to the touch, he unwrapped it and found out that it was a Kunai. The Kunai was very shiny and it had a Kanji in it, the kanji for Ai (love) .
-This is not mine, I would never write in a ninja tool, specially something as corny as «love».
He stood puzzled at his doorstep, it seemed that whatever had happened last night was reluctant to being forgotten.
