BUILDING BRIDGES- III
By: Old Scarecrow
Disclaimer: I do not own 'Naruto', and I never will… There was another human being who thought about it before me…
Warnings:
MPREG (later on)
Spelling errors may occur. Or rather WILL occur! Correct me please, and at the same time have in mind that my native language isn't English.
I'm rating this story under the letter M, just to be safe. There will be a little bit of everything, so beware! And of course it will contain KAKAIRU!
Enjoy
Silence had fallen deep down in the old dungeon cells. It was a dark, cold silence that had lasted for several minutes, since the cell-door had been locked by the Hokage of Kanoha.
The brown-haired man still stood in the middle of his cell where he had been left. In his hand, he still had the small bag, and the other was still in a sling.
The dim light came directly from the ceiling above, and made it difficult to see properly. Both men were bathed in dark shadows from face and down, and underneath them, a shadow even darker continued to follow them as they moved.
Kakashi leaned closer to the prison bars. With a an almost closed eye he looked at Iruka, followed his every small move. Iruka was not looking at him, as Kakashi had expected he would, now when his mask was no longer there. That came back on the copy-nin, he had thought Iruka was as curious as the others, but the former teacher was only blushing, and looking away to his right. Did it bother him? He had thought it would be nice if his friend would just look upon him… the way he always did. Searching. Imagining…
"Is the sun still up outside?" Kakashi asked.
Iruka looked up at him, and then his eyes started to flicker. Again he seemed unsure on where to look. "Yes." He said, and as it seemed he was struggling with himself. " When Gai came for me, it was still in the middle of the day."
"Hmm. How lovely." The silver-haired man smiled, hoping to catch Iruka's attention.
"Sorry." Iruka then said. " Y-you don't have your mask on..it's a little distracting."
"Maah. At least they gave me back some clothes." He gestured to the white hospital gown he had on.
"It suits you." Iruka smiled halfheartedly, making the joke seem more real.
"Ha ha. Very funny." Kakashi put his weight on the cold metal bars, and almost leaned his head into the other cell. "Actually I didn't ask for this gown. I felt pretty okay without clothes on."
"You were naked earlier?" Iruka's eyebrows lifted.
" Yes, until five minutes before you came. Tsunade said she didn't want to scare the crap out of you." Kakashi took his hands on his back. "Just don't look when I turn my back at you. You see, these gowns really don't close in the back." Kasha tightened the strings in the back. "I asked for another one just in case…"
"what if I don't get scared?" Iruka was now leaning on one foot, looking a bit more relaxed.
Kakashi stopped fiddling with the strings on the gown, and looked at Iruka. Iruka was looking at him, but not saying anything, but instead he had his eyes fixed on Kakashi's face.
Silence.
Kakashi couldn't quite figure him out. There was something behind that façade, and he quickly threw aside what the brown-haired man had said, and leaned his head a little to the right.
"That spark in your eyes, you so eager to bring forth while Yamato and I were training you…" He stood very close to Iruka's cell now. "…Has it completely gone?"
Iruk took up his bag, and closed the connection, he turned around and put bag to the bench. He opened it and took out the two Icha iIha books.
"Here." He said and handed the books to Kakashi. "You forgot them."
He then went over and sat down on the bench.
Kakashi held the books in his hands." Thank you." the Copy-nin had missed those books for a while now. Good thing Iruka had remembered them, though he would have wanted them to have stayed at his place for a bit longer. Then he could come back hapharzardly as an excuse to see his friend again, now that nothing connected them anymore. They were no longer teacher and student. They were equal in rank and status. So why should they ever meet at each other's flats again?
"Iruka?"
" I hate my life. It is as simple as that." The answer came very quick from Iruka. Maybe too quick for how he had meant to say it. Kakashi could see, the thing the man had just said, had been hard for himself for admit. But now it was out. Was that why Iruka had been so closed? He thought he hated his life?
Iruka hid his head in his hands.
Kakashi started to go through one of his beloved books. "Nothing is simple when it is your life you hate."
The former teacher laughed shortly. " Oh, really?"
Kakashi turned to face him. "Really…" he then leaned back against one bar again. The book he had in his hand was nearly on the last page.
"I was wondering where I'd put this." Kakashi said to himself, thinking out loud.
"Did you have time to think about that on your mission?" Iruka asked.
Kakashi nodded.
Of course, was Iruka's thought. Every man can think of porn in any given situation.
Iruka noticed that Kakashi's eye didn't move. He wasn't reading.
" Kakashi-san?"
"Huh-uh?" came a muffled answer from Kakashi.
" You know, Naruto…." Iruka held a small pause.
" Yes." Kakashi took his book down. "I know him. And I think you do to. Is there something that concerns you about him?"
The brown-haired man took a deep breath, and nodded.
The copy-nin could see that the subject of Naruto was indeed bothering his friend, so he took down the book, and formed his hand around one of the bars, he wanted to listed to this.
"Before we went on our mission to go search for you, he came to me. We ate at our usual place at Ichiraku , and then he asked me about something."
"About what?"
"He wanted to know if, I would- "
"HEY! You two!"
Both Iruka and Kakashi looked towards the end of the hall. It was easy to see though the large area of cells down in the cave, they only consisted of broad metal bars. And as per usual, that woman could make a louder entre, than the self same person they had shortly been speaking about.
Tsunade came walking down the small road between cells and cave wall. Her bosom went from side to side, from every step she took, and for both men and women, that was a mesmerizing sight. It was hard for both Iruka and Kakashi not to stare.
She stopped in front of Iruka's cell. "Well," she started. " Have you two figured out what to do with this problem yet?" She pointed at both their faces before crossing her arms over her big bosom.
"No, Hokage-sama." Came a humble reply from Iruka. He suddenly felt as being a child again, like he had done something wrong, or something he wasn't allowed to do. And in this case, what he had not done yet.
So the man with the hazel brown eyes turned his head to face his un-masked companion.
"I think it will acquire more time, Hokage-sama. Iruka and I were just going through possible ideas for how to make the Sharingan whole again. So far, it seems we need more time." Kakashi was quick.
Tsunade were folding her mouth into a small tiny, little tight object. Another sign of thinking.
"Right! You have until tomorrow afternoon. Then I'll be back. And you've better come up with something!" She turned on her heels and walked away.
"Someone seems to be busy." Came another sly remark from the copy-nin.
Iruka turned to face him. He was red with rage.
"Great!" he turned around and sat down on the small bench behind him. "This is just what I needed. It's so bloody cold down here, and we are stuck here until tomorrow. I thought my mission was over! I've been looking forward to a warm bed. Just for one night, one night!"
Kakashi leaned against the bars to Iruka's cell.
" Yamato told me he noticed you were very much attached to your bed... am I right?"
Iruka shot kakashi a very long hard glare that matched his voice. "Yes, I am."
Then Kakashi mumbled something Iruka couldn't hear.
That was something that pissed him off. Why? Oh, why did that pervert try to indicate something? He knew the copy-nin tried to catch ones attention by mumbling, and during the months they had trained together Iruka had known this to piss him off right away.
" Kakashi, if you have something to say, then share it with the rest of the flock!"
"Shh, you don't need to be so harsh, Iruka." Kakashi still leaned up against the bars. " Yamato only told me that you liked to stay long in your bed. And besides that, I am not indicating anything." Kakashi turned his back to Iruka. " And if it happened, that the thing you think I am indicating to, is true, then it's none of my business anyway."
"Kami, Kakashi! Stop it!" Iruka got up from the bench and walked as close to Kakashi as possible.
"Yes, you stay the f#ck out of my business!" Iruka spat. " You have not right to ask me things like that!"
" No need to." Kakashi then said.
"Good." The teacher was beet red from irritation. He turned and sat down again. His face was turned away from the man behind the other bars.
"I know..." Kakashi then said, and turned into the darkness of his cell.
Iruka's eyes grew wide and he flew up."What have you seen?"
"I never needed to indicate or ask any questions, Iruka." Kakashi's voice was very low.
Iruka was a little confused. What had the man seen?
Then..
Of course. The sharingan. He placed his own hand over his own eye.
"Shit." That eye could see so many things, just as long as it was just used probably. It could see deep down into one's most hidden feelings and memories.
Iruka couldn't remember if he had looked into Kakashi's Sharingan before that night in the small cottage. If so, then he knew about Iruka's feelings and thoughts. So, if he had read everything in Iruka's mind, then why did he have to ask?
The teacher rested on his healthy arm. He studied the back of the other man. It was dark, and he could only skim a few folds in Kakashi's clothes, also a few strands of the silver hair. For once, the copy-nin was silent.
"Is it always so cold down here?"
Kakashi didn't say anything, instead he went further into his cell, and came back a few seconds after. "Here."
In his wide stretched arm into Iruka's cell, he held a big red fluffy blanket.
Iruka got up. "What about you then?"
"Don't think about it." Kakashi was not looking at the other man.
Iruka couldn't blame him. This was hard for both of them. He took the blanket and sat on the bench again, and accepted the stillness. They both needed this. They had seen everything. Both men had in that cottage read each other's minds. Felt each other's feelings and thoughts, and it was first now, Iruka had had time to think about that. He had seen everything in Kakashi's mind, and it was strange to think about the fact, that Kakashi had seen everything in his too. The copy-nin would now know about Yamato, and that the rumors about Iruka and him were not true. Those rumors had been flowing around Kanoha, as a whirl wind because of their private training, and the fact that none of them had a sweetheart at home. Those rumors had not particularly bothered Iruka, not before he had had his first training day with Kakashi Hatake. That was where it had all started.
"So, what about Naruto?" Kakashi then said and broke the silence. " Did anything happened while I was away?"
Iruka looked at the blanket.
It was blood red.
He turned around and placed the red blanket on the bench behind him.
"Iruka." Kakashi was facing him from behind the bars of his own cell. "What did Naruto ask you about? What should you do?"
Iruka sighed. "Actually he was asking both of us, but you weren't there." The teacher sat down.
Kakashi did think that Iruka looked different with that eye, he thought when he suddenly looked upon the man. The blackness in it made it a little creepy to look at, and his face got a whole new tint to it. But it didn't ruin his handsome features.
"He thinks of us as his parents, Naruto does." Iruka's eyes met Kakashi's again. The teacher was beginning to blush a little.
"I wonder who is the woman in this unspoken relationship between of the two of us?" Kakashi said, with a small hint of joke and sarcasm is his voice. And then he smiled at the other man.
"That's not what's important now, Kakashi. That was not why I brought the subject Naruto up." The blush became bigger on Iruka's cheeks; he had seen the smile given to him, by one of Kanoha's most famous ninjas. " He actually came to me, shortly before the ANBU went to search for you."
"Hmm." Kakashi felt he had stepped in the spinach. He should keep a low profile, and not joke too much about their newly discovered feelings. Apparently the brown-haired man wasn't eager to ignore his sarcasm this evening and night either. So he decided to lie that low, until Iruka was showing a bit of happiness again. Kakashi folded his arms.
"He came to you? what did he say?"
A heavy sigh erupted from Iruka. " He wanted us to be a part of his family. He wanted the two of us, to be the guardian of his child, if anything happens to him or Hinata."
" Isn't it a bit early to ask for that?" Kakashi turned towards Iruka, placed his hands on the bars. "Unless…"
"…unless he wants to be early out, and make sure his legacy won't end up like him. Living without a family, without parents…the fact is, he is going to be a father very soon." Iruka finished for him.
Kakashi was startled. Already? Was Naruto going to be a father now? How old was he? Nineteen? Twenty?
The copy-nin looked at iIruka. How was he feeling about this? By judging on the look on his face, and the way he acted, Iruka didn't seem to be over joyous. But why? Wasn't he happy on Naruto's behalf? Kakashi himself certainly was, but he wasn't thinking about it in any deeper thought. It was a new responsibility the boy had to take care of, but seeing how he had been reaching his goals the last few years, Kakashi wasn't at all in doubt of the fact that this young man, they both held dear, would become an excellent father.
But why did this seem to bother Iruka?
"I've never taken care of a small child before," Kakashi said.
"Never had I… really." Iruka looked sad. "In this case; let's hope it never comes to that with Naruto's son or daughter." That would mean Naruto had to die very young. Not something neither of the men in the cells wanted to think of.
" I heard that some of the conversation Tsunade had with Gai. You wanted to go back teaching?" Kakashi said, hoping to get rid of the other subject, so Iruka would have to think of something else.
"Yes," Iruka answered. " I'm planning on it."
"Why?" Kakashi asked. "Wasn't that something you were growing tired of too. That's why you became a jounin?"
Iruka was silent. "Kakashi…. It doesn't concern you; in fact I would like you not to ask me anything about that again."
"All right, I won't." In fact Kakashi didn't have to. He now knew exactly what was wrong with Iruka. He had seen it.
It all started to make sense for the copy-ninja now.
With two flat hands Iruka flattened the blanket, fixing all the wrinkles and then sat down on it. He took his good hand and wrapped the blanket around himself. He then focused his gaze at the cell door, Tsunade had put an extra lock on it. Damn!
He lowered his gaze and followed the dirty ground all the way over to the next cell, and stopped at Kakashi's bare feet. They wriggled once.
" Eyes up here." Kakashi was pointing at his own eyes with two fingers.
Iruka looked rather concerned, but a faint blush was forming on his nose and cheeks. It made the scare across his nose look darker. Kakashi could see his friend was hiding a smile, and at the same time trying to fight it. The thing he had said was meant to have a slight hint of the perverted, but from their training together, it seemed he could still get Iruka to blush.
Kakashi smiled. He actually liked to see how the younger man reacted when he came with such sly comments. It was nice to see, that he took the hints a little more serious than usual. Maybe that was why the copy-nin still continued to tease Iruka a little now and then. It amused him more than he actually knew.
Though, he still hadn't answered his question.
Kakashi continued to look at iruka. The red blanket was tucked against his body. Was it really that cold down here?
"Hey." The copy-nin took forth his hand into the other cell. "Come here."
"Wha-?" Iruka's eyes went from Kakashi's torso to his outstretched arm and hand.
The hand still had a glove on, but it was pretty bad torn apart. He could see the fingers that still had some of the other ninja's blood all over it. Strangely enough it looked so warm.
Iruka stood up and went over to the welcoming arm.
To get the warmth back in your body, the best way is to use somebody else's body heat. You have to stand really close to this person you want to 'heat' you up. In fact you should touch the other person. And in fact, you need to do it skin to skin to get the best result out of it.
The cinnamon colored hand took the very pale white one with the black torn glove in his own, and Iruka immediately felt the warmth. In this case, the blanket he had wrapped around himself couldn't help less.
The pale fingers wrapped around his hand, and held them in a strong but still gentle grip. There was first the hint of a tiny squeeze, and then they held the hand.
"Yamato told me you weren't really that fond of this," Kakashi added as he slowly guided Iruka into his warmth. The copy-nin was leaning all his body up against the cold steel bars. "But none the less, it saved us both from a freezing could, am I right?"
"Yes, you are." Iruka was slowly starting to raise one of his brows.
"It is a rather nice way to become warm again, right?" Kakashi was still leading the younger man closer to himself.
The brows on Iruka started to furrow. " Are you now insinuating something, Kakashi?"
"No," the white-haired man said. " No, no, not at all. I was just wondering…"
"Then wonder in another direction." Iruka growled. " If you think that I would be that perverted to take advantage of a situation like the one Yamato and I were in up on that mountain, then think again. In fact, you should let go of my hand right now." Iruka began to make himself let go of Kakashi's hand.
"Sorry, sorry." Kakashi almost forced Iruka's hand to stay in his own. He then managed to slide the other hand around Iruka's lower back, and took care of the wounded arm, he was careful not to hit it on the way.
"Kakashi, if you take-"
" I won't," Kakashi interrupted. " In fact, in this moment I was wondering to which funhouse, I was going to visit when I come out of here. So don't worry, Iruka." His one visible eye was bending in a friendly manner. "You're quite safe."
"Hmm." The sternness in Iruka's eyes were still there as he kept looking at Kakashi's face. He could just even try to go lower with that hand on his back, and the former teacher would knock him into the next drive though oblivion.
'Funhouse' right! As if! And then…Iruka started to relax a little, but another emotion fell over him. Who had ever seen Kakashi with someone else? Was he always alone when anyone saw him?
Iruka looked down, not eyeing Kakashi. It was getting warmer though. Toughing him, feeling him.
"RAAAAAAAAAACHHHHHHIIIIIIICHHHHH!"
Sparks literally flew between them now. All of the sudden, a force so powerful and quick, that neither Iruka nor Kakashi had seen it coming, rose out of the darkness and forced their bodies together. Both hit their heads on the metal bars, and with a hammering headache they held their hands tight in each other's clothes.
Their eyes were stuck together. And so were they!
A/N: ^_^