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Had a bad day
Chapter two
Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto
Warning: Yaoi and course language
Kakashi POV
" Thank you for the clothes and the shower. I really do appreciate it." I hear him say. As I look over I see that his hair is down framing his face.
Does he have any idea of just how much he is affecting me?
I wonder as I once again attempt to calm myself before I once again get another noticeable bulge in my pants.
"Your welcome" I respond adding a smile as I once again focus my attention back on dinner and my breathing exercises.
"Is there anything I can do to help? Like maybe set the table?" He asks as he looks around the kitchen.
I love the way he tilts his head to one side as he looks around. Almost as if he is trying to figure something out.
"If you want to sure the plates and glasses are in the cupboard over the counter and the chopsticks and silverware are in the drawer next to the sink." I tell him as I turn the stove off and begin to put the food in to containers to set on the table.
As Iruka begins getting the table ready I can't help but wonder more about him.
All I know of him is what I can get from Naruto and while I agree Iruka is a very good and talented shinobi as well as teacher; I really find it hard to believe that he is the best shinobi the world has ever seen .
I can't help but laugh as I recall that conversation.
I got the cold shoulder AND the silent treatment for laughing at his Kami like illusions of Iruka. That lasted for almost four days.
Until Iruka told him that he shouldn't be so disrespectful to me. The way he blushed, stuttered, and the look of surprise on his face not to mention the others in the room as well as the Hokages' when Naruto told them WHY he was being disrespectful to me.
Lord Hokage just chuckled and called Naruto over and patted him on the head and said that it was good that Naruto had someone that he admired and wanted to be like. I felt jealousy hit me like a tsunami...I wanted someone to view me like that.
"What's so funny?" Iruka asks as he walks back in the kitchen.
"Just remembering when Naruto said that you were the best shinobi in the world and that no one could ever dream of becoming as good as you are." I snicker again as Iruka turns a deep crimson.
"He ...He" Iruka then runs his hand through his hair "He ...just has very deep feelings for me..I am the only family he has and for the longest time I was his only friend. I am his best friend as well as a father and older brother to him. So I guess in his opinion I am the best shinobi in the world." He gave a huge grin. "Heh he does a great job of boosting my ego." Iruka laughs.
"Yes , I suppose that would make you the best shinobi in the world to him then..." I give a soft smile and begin carrying the food in to the dining room as Iruka continues to laugh.
No wonder Naruto was so damn cold to me back then...Hell I would have knocked someone out for laughing at someone that meant that much to me.
As I set the dishes down I begin to serve dinner.
I realize the more I learn about Iruka the more I learn about Naruto and vice versa. These two are so closely intertwined with each other it is almost scarey. Hurt one you hurt the other. Then may Kami have mercy on you.
Iruka sits across from me and we begin to eat. "You are really a good cook" He compliments.
"Thank you ..I learned from my sensei" I smile remembering the lessons.
I see him give a smile as he continues to eat.
"Iruka...what do you do to relax?" I inquire as I begin drinking my soup.
The look of surprise that crosses his face is priceless.
"Relax? ... well usually I read or go cloud watching. Sometimes I take Naruto camping or we go to a hot spring for the week end. What about you what do you do to relax?" He returns the question.
"Hmm reading, photography, cooking, making excuses and watching my cell get riled up and call me a liar." I say with a shrug.
"Do you have favorite color ? Mine is pastel colors" Iruka says with his chin resting on his hands.
Pastel colors hmmm that is diffrent.
" Golden yellow..it is a bright and happy color. Favorite music." I return
" I am eclectic I like all music...everything from classical to heavy metal and techno. Same question" He smirks at me.
"...Techno and anything along those lines." Before I can phrase another question there is a loud crack of thunder loud enough that it shakes my windows and knocks my power out.
"Looks like we will finish dinner and our conversation in candlelight...ne?" I say getting up to get my candles and lighter. Inside I am jumping up and down for joy so far looks like things may just be headed in my favor.
Kami-sama thank you for the storm .
A/N sorry I took so long but I had writers block for the longest time. Please forgive and review please.
With any luck the next chapter will be posted soon.