It'll Get Better One Day
Chapter 2: You Have To Meet My Wife!
Hangovers. Oh how he hated hangovers. Why do there have to be hangovers? But oh well, one cannot complain all morning. And lucky for Kakashi, it was a Saturday.
He wasn't sure when he crawled into his bed from the couch, but he liked it. Somehow managed to get out of bed, go into the bathroom and take a long hot shower. He hated hangovers, but he loved long and hot showers.
After the 30 minute long relaxation, he went into the kitchen and saw that Natsumi was already awake and preparing breakfast. "Morning, honey. Omelet?"
"Sure" the man answered and hugged his wife from behind.
"Why were you home so early yesterday?"
"I overslept and thought it would be stupid to go then" he answered honestly.
"What? You should stop playing like this, Tanaka is going to fire you!"
"Tanaka knows the company would be lost without me, he can't afford to fire me. Especially in this economy."
"Ugh... If you say so..."
They proceeded with the breakfast and ate in silence. It was a pretty awkward silence, at least from Natsumi's side.
"Kakashi?"
"Hm?"
The woman took in a breath and exhaled. "Why was there blood on the sheets?"
'Why was there blood on the sheets?"
'Blood on the sheets'
'Sheets'
'Blood'
'Pain'
'Crying'
'NARUTO!'
"Fuck." Suddenly all of the images of yesterday started rushing through his brain. He got drunk, picked up Naruto, and basically raped him. He could clearly see the blond crying and begging him to stop, but he didn't listen. He suddenly felt sick to the stomach. Kakashi got up and quickly ran into the bathroom, puking his breakfast and excessive stomach acid into the toilet.
"Kakashi! Oh my God, are you okay?!" Natsumi quickly followed him into the bathroom.
The sky were slowly taking on a darker shade, the air became slightly colder and easier to breathe. It was clear that it was going to rain soon; a lot.
A certain homeless blond teenage boy was sitting under a small bus stop to hide from the rain. It wasn't much, but he had a roof over his head. It was pretty much how he always spent his time when there was rain or snow. Sometimes he would go sit in a bar or something to warm up a little, until he got kicked out by the owner because he couldn't afford anything to drink.
Kakashi and Natsumi were laying on their bed, the man holding his wife closer. They were watching a new movie that Natsumi really wanted to see; she was liking it a lot, but Kakashi on the other hand, not so much. He just kept thinking of what he did to that poor, innocent boy. And to make it even worse, his mind was re-showing him the events in full detail. He sometimes hated having such a good memory. "What have I done? Poor Naruto… He actually bled. And I didn't stop… He was begging me… He was crying…"
Natsumi realized that there was something wrong. "Honey? Is everything okay? You've been acting so strange all day long."
"Oh… Um… It's nothing…"
"Yeah right" she thought.
"What was I thinking? Ugh, stupid alcohol… No, I can't blame the alcohol for everything… I raped him… I actually raped a young boy…" He couldn't hold it in him. A few tears built in the corners of his eyes. They started flowing down his cheeks a few moments later.
"Kakashi?"
He didn't say anything. He couldn't. He was so ashamed of himself. "I'm a monster."
"Kakashi? What's wrong?" now the brunette was starting to get worried. "Kakashi, why was there blood on the sheets?"
"…"
"Answer me."
"…"
"Kakashi, if you don't tell me what happened… So help me God!"
"NOTHING HAPPENED!" shouted the angry male. It wasn't a normal shout. It was a very loud and powerful one. This was probably the first time his wife was scared of Kakashi.
"Why are you yelling at me?" asked Natsumi in a calm voice while removing herself from Kakashi's grip.
"I… I'm sorry… I just… I just have a lot on my mind…"
"I have a lot on my mind, too, but you don't see me yelling at you."
"Natsumi… Can we talk about this later? I'm gonna go for a ride around the city, to clear my mind."
"Now?" she asked. "It's pouring!"
Kakashi didn't say anything. He got up, took his car keys and left the apartment.
"Maybe I should have listened to my mother about not marrying him…" said the brunette. "Wait, what am I saying?"
Kakashi was now driving around for about an hour. And he wasn't just driving around for no reason; he was looking for the blond. He had to talk to him, or else he would go insane.
And luck on his side; at least this time. The silver haired man stopped in front of a bus-stop where a skinny blond was curled up and sitting on the bench. He honked the car's horn and the blond immediately looked up. "What the…?"
Kakashi stretched over to the other door and opened it. "Get in!" he commanded the boy.
Naruto gave him a hurt look and looked away.
"Naruto! Please! I'm not going to hurt you! I need to talk to you!"
Still nothing.
"Ugh!" groaned the man and closed the door. He made a turn in the middle of the road and parked on the other side. He got out of the car and quickly made his way over to the bus-stop.
"Naruto!"
"Leave me alone…" said Naruto in a quiet voice.
"Naruto, please, let's talk! I am so sorry for what I did!" Kakashi tried to apologize, but it wasn't really working.
"Yeah, whatever. Can you go now?" said the blond with a monotone voice.
"No" said Kakashi in a serious tone and sat down next to the blond.
"Why can't he leave me alone?"
"Naruto… I know words won't heal the scars, but I am so sorry for what I did… Please forgive me."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you do it?"
"Um… Well… Ugh… I'm having a stressful week, I got drunk and I don't know why, but I somehow decided to get rid of that stress by…" he gulped, "by… doing… you know…"
"By fucking me so hard that you actually caused me to bleed? Even when I was crying and begging you to stop?"
Owch. "Yes…"
"I know I don't know you, but I am truly sorry. I'm not that kind of person… It's just… I sometimes have a few drew too much and then I do stupid things…"
"You do know about rehab, right?"
"I don't have a problem, Naruto."
The blond snorted. "Oh please. I've seen dozens of guys like you. Trust me; you're on your way."
The older male sighed. Did Naruto forgive him already? He seemed to act pretty casual. But to forgive something like that in a few minutes? "So… Have you forgiven me?"
"No."
"Imagine that…" sighed Kakashi mentally. "How can I make it up to you?"
The blond raised an eyebrow and looked at Kakashi. Why was he apologizing so much? "It's because he didn't mean to fucking hurt you, you dumbass" said a voice in the back of Naruto's head. "Shut up" countered the blond.
"Well do you have anything in mind?" asked the teenager.
"Hmm…" hummed Kakashi. "Oh! What if you come with me to my place?"
"Considering what happened last time; no."
"No, not in that way!" reassured the older man. "I meant as a guest. You can eat dinner there, I can give you some money, maybe buy you an apartment or something!"
"An apartment? You're seriously willing to buy me an apartment?"
"Sure. I mean, I've got tons of money. A small apartment wouldn't really make a change."
"Who said anything about small?" the blond smirked.
"Pf!" snorted Kakashi and playfully slapped the blond across the head. "Come on, let's go."
The two male's got into Kakashi's car and started driving towards the said man's apartment. The drive took about 10 minutes, and it would probably have lasted longer if the silver haired male wasn't such a speed devil.
Naruto still didn't fully understand why Kakashi was being so nice to him. Okay, he hurt him. But what's it to him? They met 1 day ago and he's already inviting him into his home and offering to buy him his own! Could there be a catch? Maybe he wants some sexual payback for everything. But was the blond ready for that? Last time was a pretty wild ride. But the older man was drunk, though, so it would probably be with more emotions this time. But still… Should he trust him?
When Naruto and Kakashi entered, the older man threw his car keys on a small table in the hallway and walked into the living room. "Kakashi! Where the hell have you been?!"
"Huh? Who's that?" asked the blond himself.
"Sorry, honey. I had to pick someone up!" said Kakashi with a smile and called for the blond.
The shy teenager slowly walked into the room, with a face that made him look like a 6 year old.
"Hi…"
"Huh? Who are you?" asked Natsumi.
"Um… I'm Naruto."
"Naruto? That's a… pretty cool name!"
"Naruto, this is Natsumi, my wife!"
"YOUR WHAT?!" shouted the teenager in horror and confusion.
"Is there something wrong?" asked the woman.
"Um… No! I… Kakashi never mentioned that he's married to such a lovely lady!" smiled the blond. Then he gave a death glare at the older man.
"Oh my! Stop! You are making me blush! Okay, continue!"
"I was wondering if it's okay for Naruto to join us for dinner, honey."
"Of course! I always make more than we eat! Ugh, it's a habit I learned from my mother."
"Oh, what's she like?"
"She's dead" answered Natsumi with a smile.
The dinner was filled with lots of talking, mostly from Naruto's and Natsumi's side. The two of them immediately hit it off. They liked the same colors, the had the same sense for sarcasm, they both hated summer and loved winter…etc. Kakashi could only smile at that. "Why are you smiling? You do realize that the woman you are married to, and the teenage boy you raped are basically becoming friends, right?" a voice in the back of the silver haired man's head echoed. "Can we let go of that rape part? What happened, happened. It's no use crying over spilt milk."
"So, Naruto, which part of the city do you live in?" asked Natsumi.
"Um… None really…" said the blond and looked down at his plate with shame.
"Excuse me?"
"Honey, um…"
"I'm homeless… I used to live in an orphanage but that burned down and they couldn't find anything for me…"
Suddenly the room was filled with silence. The only things you could hear where breathing, the ticking of the clock on the wall and the rain that was hitting the windows.
Imagine living without parents from the start. Imagine living in an orphanage for 10 years. Imagine that orphanage burning down and you being left alone in a big city. At the fucking age of 10! Then imagine living off of restaurant leftovers and sleeping on bus stations, old bars, park benches, cardboard boxes…etc. Imagine having to offer older men sexual favors for money, so that you could buy yourself food and clothes.
That's what Naruto all had to go through. All of that, and more, in just the first 16 years of his life.
"Kakashi, can I talk to you for a minute?" asked Natsumi as she stood up.
The two adults walked into the other room and closed the door behind them. "Kakashi, why did you bring him here?"
"Natsumi… I… I did something stupid to him and I'm feeling really bad about it… I need to make things right."
Meanwhile Naruto was thinking about just standing up and rushing throughout the door. Natsumi is probably disgusted that a homeless teenage boy whore is in her home. What was he thinking? He knew he couldn't trust them. They're just like all the other humans; selfish and judgmental.
The blood stood up and was ready to leave when the two adults came back. "Naruto" said Natsumi.
Naruto turned around and saw a smiling Natsumi. She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a warm hug. "You can stay here as long as you want to."
'You can stay here as long as you want to.'
'You can stay here'
'as long as you want to.'
'You can stay'
'Stay'
But he didn't want to stay. They would just abandon him like everyone else and he would end up with nothing, again. He couldn't do that again; he would probably lose his mind. "I… I can't… I shouldn't…" said the blond and gently pulled away from the embrace.
"Why not?" asked Kakashi.
"I… I would be only a burden… I should go" said Naruto with a sad expression and started to walk towards the entrance.
After a few steps he was stopped by a hand that gripped him by his wrist. He turned around and saw Kakashi smiling. "Stay… Please."
After convincing him to stay, Natsumi and Kakashi set up the guest bedroom. The silver haired male gave Naruto some old sweatpants and a wife beater to sleep in.
The room looked pretty great. It was quite big and it looked very modern, but it still had a touch of warmth. Naruto curled up under sheets and started crying. He hadn't slept on an actual bed in about 6 years. Not to mention such a soft and comfortable bed! He hadn't eaten a warm, home cooked meal in about… well he probably never had one. He suffered so much, so long, and now, two complete strangers offered him a place to stay.
But could he really trust them? Natsumi seemed nice, but people tend to do that; they tend to fake a personality so that others will like them more. He already knows that Kakashi can be… very… rough… Owch, that hit a stop. Tears started flowing down his cheeks again. He started to sob and hiccup. "I can't do this…"
He got up and changed into his normal clothes. Naruto slowly opened the door to check if the two others were already asleep. After realizing that the coast was clear, he quietly made his way out of the apartment and ran into the night.
Wow, I finished this faster than I imagined…
Anyway, what do you guys think as of now? Do you like Natsumi? Or do you see her as that barrier between Kakashi and Naruto?
And as you can see, Naruto's past is slowly going to be revealed. If you think it's awful now… well let me just say that it's gonna get more awful. Sorry, Naru-chan /:
Anywho, please feel free to review! More reviews=faster updating. And that goes for all my other stories, just saying.
With love, Electra xoxo