A/N: Wohoo, I finally wrote this owo This is my 3rd KakaIru story[the damn plot bunnies just wouldn't leave me] and it's been sooo much time since I'm into this couple, I'm slowly getting even more into it! This is another AU story, a Demons one, I hope you like it! :3

Forever in the demon's claws

-(Kakashi's P.O.V)-

I was walking slowly through a path in a dark, silent forest, even though it was the middle of the night. The trees didn't have any leaves, they looked more like black pegs sticking out of the ground, and it was like a big wave of fire passed carelessly through the forest. It smelled like burnt and death. Some crows were flying around and there was no other sign of life or movement. My left leg was starting to hurt more and more and my headache just wouldn't go away. I was injured pretty badly. While deep in thought, a pack of wolves attacked me. I somehow managed to run away without having to fight back, not that I was in the mood for that anyway, but a black-haired wolf still bit me. I was lucky that those were just some wandering, ordinary wolves passing by. If they were demons and the same thing happened, I would've been poisoned pretty badly.

I took this path because I just didn't want to stay at my mansion. My parents were currently staying there for the night because they wanted to 'visit me'.

I had a fight with my father again. It was always like that. He was a demon. Literally. My mother could never do anything to stop our fight. She was just a human. Even if Sakumo loved her, she was sure that in his rage he would do something he would probably regret after that. You can already guess what I am, right? Yes, a half demon. But I hated it. No one welcomed me on either sides. The humans were too scared and had demon-hunters to take care of us and the full-demons saw us as a disgrace of their kind. Creatures like us were unwanted anywhere so we were doomed to loneliness. In order to survive, I had to kill and steal from the nearby cities. I didn't have fun while doing that. Actually, I was pretty well-known in some cities because no demon-hunter could ever catch me or even make a scratch on me. There was probably just one plus to being a half-demon – I wasn't a monster.

Actually, my appearance wasn't much different from a normal human's one. Except the bloody-red eye, which could read my enemy's moves, the silver shock of hair and my unusually long fangs, I looked like the other people. In my current form, I mean. I even resembled a demon-hunter with the outfit I was wearing. I would gladly hunt down every damn demon on this planet, if I could. The full-demons were slightly stronger than us, half-demons. Well, of course our own strength mattered too. They were just like werewolves but couldn't turn into human. They were just disgusting to me. We, half-demons, could turn either fully to human or wolf. That's how I managed to escape when I was attacked – in my wolf form I was faster. When I'm wolf, I have shiny, silver fur with the same mismatched eyes and the same scar running over my left eye, my body size a little bigger than a common wolf's. Yes, werewolves were obviously stronger but they couldn't even take a step into the town because of their looks. It's a miracle that my father is together with my mother. That's mostly because they are soul mates too, aside love. I wonder if I'm going to find my own soul mate before I die.

My thoughts were interrupted when I saw a small light in the distance. I stopped for a second, wondering if it was a good idea to check it. I didn't think much because I couldn't, with such a headache. I just hoped that there was someone who could help me out there.

As I approached the light, I realized it was a small, wooden house and was the only light I could see around, except the moon's one. I finally reached the door and hesitated for a moment before I knocked. No answer. Then I knocked again. I heard a groan coming from the inside and felt kind of guilty for disturbing the owner at such an hour. Though I'm sure it wouldn't be a welcoming owner, judging by the place he was living in...The middle of the forest.

When the door opened, the unexpected happened. In front of me was a sleepy man with a messy hair from the sleep, tan skin, shoulder-length, brown hair, his eyes still half lidded and wearing a pajama which was...a light blue color with dolphin patterns? He had a horizontal scar running over the bridge of his nose. When he opened his eyes wider, I looked into them and I felt like something hit me. It was like he caught me in a cage with that look on his face. I could say he was still half asleep and then, I confirmed it when he spoke with a hoarse voice.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

"I'm sorry for disturbing you at this late hour but can I please stay over, I kind of got lost and I am really tired but didn't have a place to stay."

-(Iruka's P.O.V)-

I was having a nice dream but then something woke me up. I thought it was an animal from the forest just wandering around but then I heard a knock on the door again, sounding more urgent than before. I slowly stood up and looked at the wooden clock on the wall. It was almost 4 a.m.! Who could it be? No one knows that I live here so…

When I opened the door, there was a slightly taller than me man standing in front of me.

"Hello, how can I help you?" I asked, my mind still half asleep.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you at this late hour but can I please stay over, I kind of got lost and I am really tired but didn't have a place to stay."

He wore a dark cloak and had shiny silver hair, probably dyed, mismatched eyes, the right one being dark gray and the other – crimson, his mouth nicely shaped and...his leg injured, bleeding...wait..Oh God!

"Oh no, your leg! Please, hurry up and come in, we have to stop the bleeding!" I said, now fully awake.

I lead him to the bedroom and told him to sit down on the bed while I get some bandages. When I came back, I noticed that he hadn't moved an inch since I left the room. I gently wrapped the bandage around the open wound, feeling a little guilty when the silver-head winced. When I was done, he finally spoke.

"T-thank you. You didn't really have to-"

"Please, don't thank me, it's my duty to help the others. And it was bleeding pretty badly, you could've died if you hadn't taken care of it. What are you doing in this lonely forest anyway?" I asked while I was observing his outfit. Was he a demon-hunter? He had some weapons attached to his belt, for example the dagger which had a chain that was hanging down freely around his waist.

-(Normal P.O.V.)-

Kakashi visibly tensed at the last question. He had to think of a lie, he couldn't tell the tan man that he was a half-demon after all, no, that would only bring him more trouble. 'And wait, 'duty'? Does that mean that he is…'. He just hoped that the pause he made wasn't suspicious.

"Well, I'm just a traveler and when I entered the forest, it was still around afternoon. But I got lost and a pack of wolves attacked me. I managed to run away but this is what I got." he said and pointed at his wound.

"Only a traveler? I thought that you're a hunter, with all those weapons and.."

Oh just how wrong he was. "N-no, no, you know, I have to protect myself somehow." Kakashi lied hopelessly.

"I guess you're tired then, you should get some sleep, I'll show you the guest room and you can relax there. Don't worry about the demons, I had put some traps around the house and even if they don't stop them, I can handle them myself." he said confidently, leading the other to his room. "Oh, by the way, I'm Umino Iruka but just Iruka will do, what's your name?" he asked, smiling, when they arrived.

The half-demon hesitated for a moment. "I'm Kakashi." he answered, not sure if he should mention his last name since his clan was very well-known to the hunters as a cruel and a harsh one.

"Okay, Kakashi-san, good night." Iruka said and closed the door after leaving, heading to his own bed and falling into deep sleep again since he was tired too. He knew he was overworking at the city, being an aikidoka* and a hunter was not easy to handle but he liked helping the people so he couldn't help it.

Kakashi was wondering if it was a good idea to take his top off. If Iruka saw his cursed seal spreading all over his back, he would probably kill him. He could lie that it's a tattoo or something but that probably wouldn't work. The seal was always a problem for him. It made him an immortal just with some lines of a full-demon but still not one. He could remove it only when he finds his soul-mate, even though that wouldn't make him a full-demon. 'And worst of all is that it aches really painfully since I entered the house, as if someone is burning my back slowly.' he thought and finally took off his black cloak, now only in a grey T-shirt and laid down on the comfortable bed, drifting off to sleep.

A/N: So, how was it? I don't know when the next update is coming because I'm busy with my other KakaIru AU-University and I'm concentrating on it more but I'm not going to leave this behind! .w. I hope you enjoyed, R&R~

Edit: *aikidoka - Aikidoka is a Japanese term for a practitioner of the martial art Aikido.

Sorry, I was so excited to publish this that I chose the wrong document and published it instead the one with the translation D:

-Blur