I'm writing this drabble simply because there are far too few non-yaoi Iruka centric fanfic out there!

Synopsis: Iruka reflects on his love life.


Confession of A Chuunin Sensei


"There is no fair game in love but luck."

That was a line from a movie I watched years ago. I don't even remember what the movie's title was but somehow this line sticks in my head even after years. And I hate the fact that I couldn't deny the grain of truth in it.

I treat women nice, with respect and all. Yet no women are after me while there are hordes of women after guys like Kakashi. Not that I envy him or he treats women like trash. He is a worthy friend and comrade. I look up to him like many does. I know many shinobi who face intimacy issues but his case is one lost case. His traumatic past doesn't help either – it made him near impossible to develop any intimate relationship with others.

What I don't get is why women still choose to go after him when he has stated clearly he is uninterested.

Then I thought what I lack is probably some luck.

Anyway, I was never popular among girls during the Academy years. No girls ever paid special attention to me back then. I was just another average-looking boy with average score in the class. The only striking feature that might help to recognize me in the crowd is the horizontal scar across my nose. I wasn't cool, smart or outstanding enough either to have my own fan club. Most of them probably only remember me as the goofy clown and prankster in the class. You get the idea.

My luck doesn't change much now that I'm already in my mid-twenties. I remain single at this age. I went out for some dates occasionally but none of them really turned out to be something more (sigh). I'm a Chuunin sensei in the Academy now. It isn't the most glamorous job in this field but I'm fairly happy and content with it.

My ex actually encouraged me to pursue higher rank – to take up the jounin exam. She said I have the potential. I said maybe I will seriously consider it one day. She disagreed. We didn't work out. I let her decide whether to accept me for whom I am or leave me. She chose the latter. I was hurt by her decision. I had hoped that she likes me for who I am, not who I have potential to be. But reality is often cruel. I don't blame her for that. She is free to choose, so do I. And I refuse to change myself just for the sake of others. Things just not meant to be between us.

I also learnt from my failed experience that citizen girls aren't suitable for me. I used to date with one. But it turned out that she dated me for the wrong reason. I became skeptical when I found out later she's dating me because she's attracted to the glamour of having a shinobi boyfriend. She didn't stay for long after she has discovered the real nature of my job. The truth is I spend most of my working hours in the Academy and I deal with more paperwork than field mission. Therefore sorry to say I don't have many tales to tell about interesting or dangerous missions.

I'm a simple man. All I'm asking for is a girl who is kind, sincere and most importantly - someone who is genuinely interested. Is that too much I'm asking for? Does she really exist somewhere out there? Sometimes I doubt myself. Maybe the right girl is yet to come, but for the meantime I dare not raise any high hopes for it after much stumbles.

I may not know how to sweet talk but I'll be honest. I may not buy her chocolates and flowers and stuff on special occasion but I'll make sure she'll never starve. I may not be perfect but I'll try my very best. Last but not least she'll be loved.

Such is my confession of love.


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