Heyy, this is ThePastIsTwilight. I know I usually write yaoi and stuff, but I really wanted to write a fiction about my OC, Midori, and Iruka. (: Thanks for choosing to read it, I really hope you like it! It's also told in Midori's POV.
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"Midori! Pay attention!" The sound of Iruka-kun's voice made me snap back into reality. "H-hai! Sorry, Iruka-sensei." His name coming out of my lips sent shivers down my spine. Lately, I've been having a lot of thoughts about Iruka-kun.
He's been my teacher since I was 10... which is 5 years. Every day I like him more and more... I need to stop this.
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When class ended, I grabbed my books to exit. "Oh, yes, Midori? Will you come here for a second?" My heart pumped in my chest, as I stifled a nod and a fake smile.
I felt nervous and self-concious every time I talked to him... I was in love with him.
"Yes, Iruka-sensei?" I asked in my most calm voice I could murmur out. He beamed goofily at me, which made my insides flop in my tummy.
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"Are you alright, Midori? You seem pretty distracted lately." He mumbled, staring into my eyes. I tried to keep his gaze, but I broke away blushing. "Are you thinking about a boy?" He teased. I just about died. "Uuuhhhh..." I blushed even harder and clenched my eyes shut.
"I'm just kidding." He smiled again, brushing his hand against mine. I got goosebumps- hopefully he didn't notice.
"Would you like some training help?" I peered up, to see Iruka-kun's smile, which made me smile too. "Actually, that would be very great, sensei. Arigato." He beamed. "What day is good for you?" I tapped my index finger to my chin thoughtfully. "Uhm... any day! I'm free for awhile. We could do every day after school if you want."
Iruka nodded, smiling. His smile is so fucking adorable, I thought to myself. "Your parents won't mind?" I shifted uncomfortably, frowning. "My parents died when I was 3... I live alone." I murmured.
Thinking about my parents always made me teary-eyed. Iruka inhaled sharply. "I'm... I'm sorry. My parents also died when I was young." I nodded sadly. Suddenly, Iruka wrapped his arms around me into a hug. I was almost certain my heart stopped beating then and there. "I...Iruka..." I murmured into his shoulder, hugging him closely as well. He slowly pulled away.
"So, every day after school?" "Hai!" I smiled, looking into his eyes. "Starting tomorrow?" "Hai!" I can't wait... at my house... with Iruka-kun... alone. NO! Stoppit. Don't say that, he doesn't even like you. He thinks you're an adorable student who is 8 years younger than him. I stared at his eyes. He was so... fucking... HOT. So what if he was 23? He was sexy. "Umm... so... I guess I'll see you tomorrow, sensei." I smiled. "Bye, Midori." I blushed, beaming as I walked home.
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My phone rang right when I got home. It was Ino. "Hello?" "Hey, Dori-chan." "Ino-chan, whats up?" I heard Ino sigh from the other line. "Nothing, bored. What took you so long getting home?" I sweated. "Nothing, Iruka-kun— I mean, Iruka-sensei is going to tutor me in taijutsu I guess." She snorted. "Are you gonna fuck him?" I turned blue. "P-pardon me?!
"Come on, Dori-chan. We all know you love Iruka-sensei." I glared. "What makes you say that?" I hissed. "You're always staring at him, thinking about him, and just overall obsessing over him. Get over it, he's 23, and not at all interested in you." She snarled, hanging up abruptly. I gulped.
Tears welled in my eyes. What was I thinking? Of course Iruka-kun doesn't like me. Sakura's call made me realize that reality just slapped me upside the face. I cried myself to sleep that night.
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The next day at school, I tried to focus as hard as possible.
After school, Iruka-kun called me to his desk again. "Want to walk to your house together?" He asked. My heart fluttered. "Uhm, alright." I smiled. We walked out the door together, and to my house'
When we reached my backyard, something inside me screamed TELL HIM! TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM!! No... I can't do it. "Nice house." He grinned. "Way better than my beat-up old apartment." I giggled. "Yeah, my parents left it to me when they... well. Yeah." My smile turned into a frown quickly.
"I see." He murmured. I nodded, staring into his eyes. We kept the gaze for well over half a minute, until I broke away blushing. "You sure blush a lot." He purred, laying a hand on my shoulder. "Uhm, I'm sorry." I bit my lower lip, looking over to him.
"I finally figured out who that boy is, who you're crushing on." Iruka grinned goofily at me. I bit my lip, hard. Oh no... I thought. What if Ino told him?! I felt like crying. "...Sasuke Uchiha!" I burst out laughing in relief, sweat rolling down my face. "That asshole?! No WAY!"
Iruka smiled at me. "Hm, you're a different one, then. All the girls I've met are hot for Uchiha boy. Especially Haruno and Yamanaka." I giggled. "Nope, there IS someone else, though..." I trailed on, hoping that he would catch my drift.
"Oh yeah? Who?" He gazed at me. "Oh puh-lease, Iruka-kun—" I panicked! Shit, that didn't mean to slip out! "—I mean Iruka-sensei. Pardon that slip." I sweatdropped, hoping he wouldn't notice I'm used to referring to him like that in my mind.
"No matter." He smiled. "Call me whatever you want." I giggled, sitting down on the grass. He followed, sitting down beside me. "I thought this was supposed to be training?" I teased. "We can train as soon as you tell me the boy you like." He teased back, poking my nose gently.
"Why are you so eager to know the boy I like, anyway?" I groaned, falling on my back. "Because, I know quite a few boys that like you. I could play the matchmaker!" He giggled childlishly. I rolled my eyes. "Trust me, you wouldn't want to know."
He stared at me. "Oh c'mon. Tell me or I'll use a mind-reading jutsu on you!" I laughed. "There isn't such a thing!" He looked at me seriously. "Oh, yes there is. And I'll use it if you don't tell me." I shook my head. "FINE, alright. You won't like it, though." I blushed furiously.
"Telllll meeee." He arched his hands impatiently. "God, Iruka-kun— sensei, you won't even like it." "Just tell me, already, Midori." Ugh, fuck. This is so embarassing. I thought. "Fine." I let out a deep breath. "...it's you."