WARNING: There will be a lemon in later chapters! This is a guyXguy story. Don't like, don't read. Kakashi X Iruka and Iruka X Shizune will be the main pairings. Angst will happen. -_-
Summary: Anko has sizzling plans for Iruka, but will those plans interfere with Shizune's budding relationship? And what is Tsunade plotting for Christmas this year?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own "Naruto" or any of the characters within, otherwise Kakashi and Iruka would already be married and have a lovely penthouse. ^-^
-Ch. 2-
The Outfits
-Kakashi-
I walked into Tsunade's office expecting a mild scolding for teasing Iruka or maybe even a briefing on a new mission. I was definitely NOT ready for what she said to me. "Kakashi, how are you with young children?" I looked at her boredly. "I didn't think you'd want me as your 'sperm donor' Tsunade. I always thought you had a weakness for a certain toad sage." She didn't look amused. "That's not what I meant Kakashi." "Well then what do you mean?" She looked at me with a smug grin on her face. "I mean I'm going to make you be Santa Clause for Konoha this year." My jaw dropped. "You can't be serious! Surely there's some-one more qualified than me to listen to small children whine about what their parents won't get them? Can't Iruka do it? He's good with children"
She looked at me skeptically. "Why, yes Kakashi. Let's use the already over-worked chuunin on the one day he actually takes off." I winced. "He's only a chuunin; surely he doesn't take his job as seriously as that." She looked at me in disbelief. "If he were any other chuunin he wouldn't, but this is Iruka. Any job you give him he takes seriously, especially if it concerns the well-being of Konoha or its inhabitants." I looked down sheepishly. I should have expected as much from Iruka. "Fine," I said. "but I can't promise I won't –unintentionally- corrupt the young minds." I made my 'n.n' smile and was about to walk away, thinking she would surely stop me after that comment. I started walking around the chairs. I headed toward the door. I was almost at the door, wasn't she going to stop me!
I opened the door. "Oh, Kakashi…?" I turned around trying not to let the relief show on my face. "Yeah?" The concerned look disappeared from her face and was replaced by a more sinister glower. "You are NOT getting out of being Santa for the kiddies, so suck it up and be a good little brat and I may let you keep the suit as a bonus." She stopped to snicker. I shrugged my shoulders. If there was no getting out of it there was no getting out of it. "Maa, Tsunade I don't need a second-hand Santa suit." "Whoever said anything about second-hand? We've never had a Santa at Konoha, Kakashi. I was going to have to buy a new one." "Alright then," I glanced towards the door. "I'll take the ridiculous job." She grinned at me. "Good. You are dismissed Kakashi. I will send for you when I have your suit."
I walked out of the Hokage building and stopped to survey my surroundings. Konoha was such a quaint, little, ninja infested village. I sighed and began my trudge to the memorial stone to share my latest horrors of life with Obito.
-Iruka-
I was walking down the streets of Konoha with Shizune's hand in mine. That day was going to be a good day. "Iruka!" That was until Anko had to go and ruin it. "What, Anko? I'm a little busy." She scoffed at me. "Oh, yes. I can see you're so busy with your syrupy puppy love." I rolled my eyes and started grumbling. "Between you and Kakashi I never have a moment's peace." "Come on, Iruka!" and with that she grabbed my hand and drug me away from Shizune. I looked back at Shizune with an apology in my eyes. "I'm sorry Shizune; I guess I'll see you later?" She looked at me and Anko exasperatedly "Bye, Ru Ru. Talk to you later." I glared at Anko. "What's this all about?" She cackled "You're gonna pay up on that favor you owe me." I blanched. "Anko…..what are you planning?" She eyed me appraisingly. "You'll see soon enough Iruka-Kun. You'll see."
She drug me into her apartment. It was a WRECK! "So what is the favor? Clean your house? That's not that big of a deal Anko. You had me thinking it was going to be some big bad thing I had to accomplish. Like the favor I did last time." I shuddered. I had to stand on my mission desk (when I knew there were at LEAST 100 shinobi in the room) and do a strip-tease. Work was awkward for MONTHS. "That's not it at all, Iruka. I thought you would've known me better than that by now." She cast me a side-glance with a sly grin attached. "Then wha-" "Strip Iruka! I've got an outfit that is going to look fucking fabulous on you." "Oh…..great." This request was not a new one for me. Anko was constantly finding ways to get me to try on outfits. I started to take off my vest. Stripping in front of Anko isn't anything new either.
She doesn't let me strip in privacy anymore, not since I slipped out the bathroom window when she wasn't looking. I took off my shirt. Anko was like the annoying older sister I never had. The annoying older sister that wished her parents had had a girl instead of a boy. I took off my pants. "What else do you want, my liege?" I asked sarcastically. "Take off your boxers Iruka. They'll show under the outfit." I rolled my eyes. Okay, maybe not so much older sister as crazy ex-girlfriend/best friend. I took off my boxers and looked at her expectantly. She gave me a devious smile and handed me a lacy, frilly, pale pink, thong.
It was ridiculous. How was I even going to fit all of my 'man-parts' in there? Not that I was hugely big, but that damn pair of 'underwear' was practically nothing but a string. She looked at me evilly and said. "It's either this or you're going commando." I started to grumble. "Ex-girlfriends and their crazy ideas. I don't know why I even…." I got the stupid, lacy thing on. As I suspected my testicles were fighting for space. I grunted in discomfort as one of my…..er…'boys' almost fell out of the thong. "Why is it always girl clothes? Aren't there some equally embarrassing men's clothing, Ones that are better equipped for a guy's body?" She snickered. "But then it wouldn't be half as fun. Besides, you're going to henge into a girl form." "But why?" "Ah, don't get me wrong, I just figured you wouldn't want to be recognized.
Considering what stunt I'm about to make you do." She smiled at me maliciously. "Ok…? What exactly am I going to be doing?" She looked me over appraisingly. "You're not doing anything yet. You don't have anything on but a thong and you're still a boy." I hissed exasperatedly. "Fine!" I poofed into my henge form. It didn't really look that much different from my male visage. I was a little bit shorter, I had small breasts, and slightly wider hips. That was about it. Anko scoffed. "That's all you're going to do? All you did was poof your penis into a vagina. Come on! You won't want to be recognized, REMEMBER? I wanna see a drastic change!" I growled in annoyance. I poofed again. I made myself look as different as I could. I was much taller, I had large breasts (I mean HUGE!), I had a small waist, wide round hips, a strange mix of strawberry-honey-blonde hair, hazel eyes, and my skin was a little bit lighter (not so much creamy coffee and more bronzed sun-bather.) "Is this more what you're looking for Anko?" I asked her.
"Definitely better," She stated. "But why don't you take a couple of pounds off your chest? People might mistake you for the Hokage, and you wouldn't want to get her in trouble now would you?" I sighed again. "Yes, yes." Poof one more time! I was now a more manageable 'DD' rather than my previous 'MMM' size. I mumbled. "You know that was only a joke, there's no way I would walk around with small cars on my chest." She laughed. I looked around the room. "So am I getting a bra and clothes or is this it?" She chuckled and handed me a matching bra to go with the thong. "How did you know I would choose this size?" She shrugged and said. "I didn't. That's the best negligee set I have. It has chakra embedded into it so it resizes itself to its user." I scoffed. "Then why didn't the thong change for me when I still had my…erm…other parts?" I began to blush. She looked at me with a satirical glint in her eye. "Because they weren't built for cross-dressers." Still blushing, I slipped the bra on. "So where's the rest of my outfit?"
"Just follow me." She said as she began walking down the hall to her bedroom. I followed her past the heavy oak door and into the deep russets of her den of a room. She waltzed over to her armoire and began pulling out frill after frill after frill. I looked up at the ceiling pleading with whatever deity would listen to me. "Ahah!" She said as she found the outfit she was looking for. She pulled out a green, velvet elf outfit trimmed in faux white fur. It was a little dress, barely there even, and I had to wear it. It was a deep v-neck (the bottom of the 'v' reached just under my breasts.); the white fur trimmed the neck, the edge of the cap-sleeves, and the bottom of the dress; the bottom hem only reached 5 inches below my groin; and it had red and white, stripey tights and under-shirt to wear under it.
I glanced at her, a look of horror on my face. She grinned at me menacingly. "Oh, and that's not the best part yet." She reached into the armoire and her hand came back out with a pair of thigh high, black, 10 inch heeled monstrosities. My jaw dropped to the floor. "You can NOT be serious." Her eyes twinkled in malicious glee. "Nah, I'll cut off 3 inches for you. I just wanted to see your face." I sighed in gratefulness. 7 inch heels I could handle. 10 inch heels, I would DIE! She handed the outfit to me. I put it all on without a fight. (After all, if I fought she would think of something worse for me to do.)
She rushed me over to her vanity and pushed me into the chair. She brought out all manner of brushes and powders and metal beauty 'enhancers'. All of them different shapes and colors. "I didn't know you had this much make-up Anko." She glared at the hair-brush she was dragging through my hair. "It's from stupid people trying to get me gifts without knowing me. Apparently since I'm female I only ever think of make-up and finding a 'good husband'." "Oh…." I mumbled uncomfortably. She loosely braided the top half of my wavy locks and started fluffing the baby hairs around my forehead to give the illusion of bangs. She applied a light green shimmery powder on my eye-lid, and then she brushed something glittery on my cheeks and collar-bone. She fumbled around the many boxes of make-up mumbling,
"Now where did I put that…..Ahah! Here it is!" She pressed on some fake eyelashes and pulled a small ink covered brush through them. "I am finished." She finally declared with a smirk. I looked in the mirror. I have never looked so different in my life! "So what am I going to be doing in this get-up?" She got that strange scheming glint in her eye again. "Well you're going to go and sit on Santa's lap and tell him what you want for Christmas of course! Oh and of course being the nice person you are you want to give him a gift as well." She handed me a small prepaid cell-phone.
"The number is 672-451-0069. After giving Santa a little lap-dance you're going to give him that number and offer to make his Christmas as 'Merry and White' as he likes it." My mouth fell open. She must be crazy! "You mean sit in the Konoha's Secret Santa's lap? But what if I know him!" She looked through the mirror and showed me her Cheshire cat grin. "You do know him." I blanched. "So...wh-who is he…?" Her grin grew wider. "I wouldn't worry too much about it. After all, he shouldn't be able to recognize you." I tried to swallow my humiliation. This was going to be a long, looooong day.
Okay, for this chapter I tried to make it longer than the last one.
So I'm going to ask any-one reading this. Should I do the smaller chapters so I update more-often, or do the longer chapters so that you have more to read in one sitting?
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