I do not own Naruto or its affiliated characters. This is a work of fiction and I will warn you of graphic scenes and gore as well as sexual scenes if you do not like such scenes refrain from reading any farther and move along. Now with that over with on with the story. This is in the readers perspective and you are a man.

Prelude: Iruka worked hard trying to get Naruto to understand what he was trying to teach him. He was exhausted after trying so hard all day and on his day off as well. He slowly walked toward his apartment and suddenly stumbled before two strong hands caught him and held him. The person waited until Iruka slowly turned to look up at him. Iruka didn't recognize the man at all. The man helped him home and to bed. Iruka didn't know why he felt safe when the man helped him into bed then went out the window. A stranger had helped him and yet he was not even worried.

The here and now: I slid down from the high perch atop the hokage's tower and sighed resignedly. Today was going to be dreadful. I had been temporarily benched due to an injury to my arm. I had been severely cut during a mission where I ended up getting tortured. The memories needed to be let go. Which I was trying to do, for now I was just trying to heal my physical wounds first. I leapt down and lost my balance at the last second falling into someone and knocking them down.
"Sorry," I yelped gripping my bandaged arm tightly as if squeezing the injured limb would stop the throbbing pain.
"Watch it-oh my are you alright?" came a soft and caring voice as a hand rested on the shoulder of the uninjured arm.
"Yes," I lied gritting my teeth as I finally managed to sit up.
"I don't believe you," said the warm voice.
I finally looked up and into the face of the person that I had knocked down and was stunned to find it was the man who was so tired he could barely walk.
"Hey I know you!" we said in unison.
"You helped me that night," the male said with a sweet smile adorning his tan skinned, "I never got to thank you. Thank you I was so exhausted," he said offering me a hand to get up.
"You are very welcome, my name is 'first name'."
"I am Iruka, a teacher at Konohoa ninja academy," he said once I was on my feet.
"Would you like to have coffee with me? I was going to take a break."
I glanced him over then sighed with a smile, "Sure," I said walking beside him.
Iruka kept glancing at me worriedly. He opened the door for me at a small café. I smiled and walked in, "Thank you," I said as we walked over to a booth.
"What happened to your arm?" he asked a worried look still plastered to his handsome face.
"A mission that's all, I think I am going to retire. I never wanted to join the anbu in the first place it was my father's dream for me to become a great warrior and protect the village to give his family a name in history," I said bitterly as a petite waitress came over and smiled with bright red cheeks.
"Hello can I get you something?" she asked batting her eyes at me.
"Please don't take this the wrong way ma'am but I have been hurt during a mission and I really don't want to be thinking of sex right now. You look lovely and thank you I will have a black tea," I responded.
She stared before smiling widely and relaxing, "Okay then, Iruka?" she asked with a wink to me.
"Uh...I uh...I will have coffee and a biscuit please," he said looking shocked.
"I will be right back!" she said dancing off to the back.
"God will they never leave me alone," I moaned as I banged my head on the table, "Iruka do you have a girlfriend? wife?" I asked when I looked up and met the male's gaze.
Iruka blushed and looked away, "I am not particularly interested in...no."
I raised my head in curiosity, he was hiding something.
"So how exactly did your arm come to be that hurt?" Iruka asked changing the subject.
I turned to stare out the window, "I was captured," I said coldly, I returned my gaze to Iruka and was shocked to see horror on his face. No one had ever shown anything but disgust at my failure to escape, or anger at the fact I had let my self get captured. No one cared that no matter what they did to me I hadn't talked.
"I am so sorry," Iruka whispered softly, "I...that's why I became a teacher...I was tortured during a mission and I managed to escape back here with the information...but my comrades died and I nearly did. I became a teacher here because it calmed me, being around children."
I dropped my gaze to my hands, "Do you think you might need a taijutsu and genjutsu expert?" I asked doubtfully as I spotted the waitress returning.
"Here you go!" she said with a broad blushing smile, "If you need anything my name is Itsauyo."
"We will thank you," Iruka said before turning to me, "Yes I could always do with an extra set of hands to teach these students," he said as he stirred a little cream into his coffee. I watched as he sipped it slowly before I realized I was staring and I hurriedly gulped some tea.
"Once my arm is better I will come by the school and look around," I said softly as I looked up at the man.
"Great," we sat in silence for a while until we were finished with the refreshments.
I waved the waitress over, "Put it on my tab-"
"Nonsen-" Iruka said.
"No I had a great time talking to you no one likes to actually talk to a man who was tortured and ended up being able to get through it without talking. They wonder if I am a monster for being able to take the pain without caving in. You made me smile Iruka...let me please."
Iruka was blushing madly, "Okay..."
I nodded and rose as the waitress retreated a look of disgust on her face, "See? I can't be the real me no matter how hard I try," I lowered my head and I felt a hand under my chin bringing my gaze up to meet Iruka's.
"You can be you around me, don't forget that, and you know where I live so feel free to come by."
I smiled sadly, "Thank you."
We parted ways out front and I didn't see him for two months. My arm had healed and I had unbraided my hair so it hung in a long pony tail down my back. I approached the school and asked for Iruka's class room. Then I jumped up and landed on the window sill. I was wearing my anbu mask and smiled beneath it as the kids shrieked some out of fear some out of delight as I entered the room.
Iruka launched himself between me and the children, "Don't you come near them-"
I walked straight up to Iruka who was shaking, and grabbing his collar I pulled him up to look in my eyes.
"Let go of Iruka Sensei!" screamed a little boy in orange as he hurled himself at us. I released Iruka and stepped back. The boy let loose a string of kicks and punches which had me backing up slowly, until I had my back at Iruka's desk. I back flipped over it and grabbed the boy by his wrist and swung him over the desk dropping him on it and beginning to tickle him. I began laughing as he rolled with laughter. Once I calmed down, I stepped back and removed my mask.
"Hello everyone I am 'name' I am Iruka's assistant and will be teaching you techniques on genjutsu and taijutsu. It is a pleasure to meet you all, and you young man are strong and fast. But if you want I can make you stronger and faster," I said with a grin.
"I am Naruto Uzumaki! It is nice to meet you and yes I would love for you to train me."
Iruka stared and then blushed, "Hello 'name'," he whispered.
"Hey there...gorgeous," I whispered the last word in his ear.