A/N: This was a long time coming. I have changed the beginning from my original plans. Um… I hope you enjoy. This is a slight AU in the sense that I have changed a few things. If you have a problem well this is a FAN-FICTION. Sorry for such a short chapter.
Disclaimer: If I even owned a portion of this I would be bugging Kishimoto Masashi-san to make KakaIru would be cannon.
Iruka looked over the horizon from his place on top of the hokage monument. The cool breeze felt relaxing as his long brown hair floated behind him. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he last time he got to do this. His lover was to be gone for a few days and it gave Iruka time to himself.
He wasn't too worried about the silver haired man. In fact he was at peace with his life. Life as a ninja was taxing but he accepted it. A sigh escaped him as he noted the moon's position. It was now time for him to sleep. With reluctance and one last look at the starry sky, he transported himself to his home.
Dawn came on Saturday and the Chuunin rolled out of bed and pulled his uniform on and pulled his hair into the tight pony tail he was accustomed to. His lover was picky about who got to see his hair down. He was the only one. Not even his would be son got to see it.
He walked to the missions room in a slow pace. Greeting parents on the way and holding discussions. For some reason people felt the need to talk to the man about his choice in partners. "Why would you date him?", "Iruka-san, you should find yourself a suitable wife. My eldest daughter is about your age."
He would tell them the same thing over and over with the same fake smile, "I'm sorry but I love him and there is nothing that can change my mind." While rubbing his scar to add to the effect.
Iruka was not a happy man. No he was not. Forced into a relation ship he never wanted, not allowed to see his favorite blond, kept from most friends, the silver haired man he "loved" was not up to everyone's standards.
As Iruka entered the room everyone became silent. To the people in the room Iruka was a fallen hero. He wasn't as tough as he used to be, he no longer walked with confidence and the few people in the office that still held respect for the man were concerned.
Men like Genma would notice that bruises and the smell of blood seemed to dissipate whenever the silver haired man was gone and it made Genma want to kill the bastard.
Kakashi came in and Iruka looked up. Genma went stiff next to Iruka and placed a hand on the brunette's shoulder. Kakashi looked over the sitting man with a blank look. Inside he was mildly concerned on how the strong willed man who told him off at the chuunin exam turned into a submissive, banged up, puppy. Never looking anyone in the eye.
He turned in his torn up, messy report hoping to rile the man but he got a timed, "Thank you for your hard work." From Iruka. Genma gave it a once over and growled, "Kakashi-senpai, please, rewrite the report, you can not walk over people like that."
Kakashi put up a dismissive hand, "It is none of your concern Genma. If Iruka wants a clean report than he should speak up." Iruka went back to filing as Kakashi left and Genma shook his head.
At the end of his shift he requested time off for Sunday and Tsunade granted it. She missed the ball of insubordination that made her due work and the little kid that pulled pranks from the times she was in the village.
TBC…
Iruka: -glares-
Me: What?
Iruka: I know what's coming -Pulls out kunai-
Me: -runs- Please let me know if I should continue, your feedback is appreciated.
Iruka: GET BACK HERE!