Title: On the day of Umino Iruka

Genre: Character Introspection?

Characters: Umino Iruka

Rating: T, for depressing.

Progress : Complete, Two-shots.

Summary: On a certain time of a moment of their lives, Death slipped in through an open window and faced our favourite two very different men. It didn't come to discuss weather over a cup of tea.

A/N: Tonight, I tried to tackle two more themes of the 100 themes challenge. Two themes, two characters… I decided to make two drabbles. These are not really KakaIru, since back then both characters didn't know each other, but it fits into the world of Introduction are always crucial so I decided to post them anyway.

On the day of Umino Iruka.

(#10 Breath Again.)

On the day of Umino Iruka's fourteen birthday, he shared his third kiss. The lips against his own were slack and cold and he wondered about whom did the girl think about as he pressed himself tight against. Her eyes were unfocused and cloudy.

They were accusing too.

The chunin didn't feel the sting of remorse though, only a coldness that matched that of his unresponsive partner. It wasn't an extraordinary kiss. In fact, he doubted there was anything extraordinary at all in his life aside from the distant memory of a blood thirsty demon ravaging his home, but he knew he would never forget it nonetheless.

Their kiss lasted three minutes and forty-seven seconds, and no matter how hard he tried, he did not manage to push the air back into her lunges. His warmth, or whatever was left of it, didn't reach her. Her heart's beat did not match his rhythm.

On the day of his fourteen birthday, Iruka killed for the first time.

It was an accident.

His sensei was not pleased, nor would she ever be anything else anymore.