Pairing: (eventual) Iruka/Kakashi
Mizuki is also in the story. Things are a little on the AU side.

WARNING: Het and Slash, Yes, this is another slash, m/m coupling fic. Turn back now. Please read no further and do not flame me if you are not a fan of Yaoi or Slash. If you've read this, you've been duly warned.

Please pardon some of the strange formatting. FFnet's formatting thing seems to like to make document formatting a pain and screwy.


SLIGHTLY REVISED VERSION (5/10/2008)

Made of Honor
Written by: Jazzy

CHAPTER FOUR

Iruka had no clue how to be a maid of honor. He started looking for advice from civilians and shinobi alike. Many of the women giggled and sniggered but leant him much advice and many anecdotes on their varying experiences. He finally ended up going to the bookstore for some informative books on weddings and before wedding parties and bride maid's duties and such.

The book store attendants noticed Iruka-sensei right away, in his kunoichi outfit and his searching gaze on the bookcase loaded with Bridal information. They tittered and asked him questions which he was uncomfortable in answering but did so in case they could help him find the perfect informative book for his unfortunate role as his best friend's Made of Honor.

They were eager to help him but somehow they misconstrued the whole thing and before Iruka could begin to correct them Kakashi, that pale spikey haired pain in the glutious-maximus sauntered in to the store and up the aisle and to the Adult bookcase where he feasted his eyes on all the works of Jeraiya-sama and other porn authors. Iruka glared daggers at the pervy bastard.

The nerve of the jounin coming in to this store to buy more pervert novels rather than write up his missions report! Iruka felt absolutely scandalized. Iruka had a mind to punish the jounin somehow but the girls continued to giggle and congratulate him on his upcoming nuptials. They wanted all the juicy details like: "Who's the lucky man/woman?" "Who's the lucky person that snagged you Sensei and where did you meet this person?" etc.

Their questions left Iruka reeling, stuttering, and twitching all through their grilling questions leaving the poor sensei to blushing hotter and hotter with every nosey question.

About that time the copy ninja with his usual unusual sense of timing popped over to where Iruka stood clutching the books in his arms for dear life. Kakashi grinned at Iruka and decided to play with him a little. He put an arm around Iruka's shoulder and murmured a husky. "miss me babe?"

Iruka blanched pale and looked ready to faint at any minute. The vein in his forehead throbbed even more pronounced.

The store attendants each squealed their delight. Iruka tried to escape from the fawning attendants and Kakashi's strong arm around his shoulders. The jounin was playing a cruel trick on those poor girls and on Iruka.

Iruka glared daggers at Kakashi, hissing into his ear. "Have you no sense of shame? Why are youplaying with these girls feelings like this? Why are you trying to humiliate me like this?" Hell where was this coming from? Where was this backbone when he needed it when he faced Kagome-chan?

Kakashi simply shrugged and gave him a friendly squeeze as well as an impertinent grope. Iruka gasped and blushed scarlet. The books in his arms creaked ominously.

The attendants giggled and encouraged Kakashi to ravish iruka if he wanted to they wouldn't mind witnessing their love. Kakashi smiled and did so, leaving Iruka feeling very faint indeed and no memory of how he got home with his purchases.

For the rest of the day the attendant spread the gossip around the whole village.


Mizuki growled, feeling betrayed, his pint broke into several jagged glass pieces before shattering even further on impact with the tavern floor.

"Kakashi and Iruka are what?!" Rage flared in Mizuki. That jounin had crossed the line. He did not blame Iruka for anything; after all, Iruka was easily manipulated and taken advantage of and Kakashi was a known pervert able to twist people to his tune. Poor Iruka was probably accosted. Mizuki would get his revenge on the jounin for his forward behavior and he'd discipline Iruka and train him to withstand such manipulations in the future once he was thoroughly under Mizuki's thumb again.


Naruto, team 7, and other teams were in shock. Who had won Iruka? Who was Iruka marrying? Surely not the Copy Ninja?!

"NOOOOO!" Naruto screamed. "I have to go save Iruka sensei!"

Sakura and Sasuke tried to hold the boy back but as usual Naruto slipped out of their grasp with the strength of desperation and panic. Sakura and Sasuke were quickly on their team mate's heals but Naruto was pretty fast and was leaving them in the dust.

Sasuke decided he knew where Naruto was heading and he decided to take a short cut and hopefully cut off the panicking teen before he made any more of a fool of himself and team seven.


The Missions' Desk

Iruka was nursing a headache by the end of his research run. There was so much he had to do and so little time to do it in. His schedule was not going to be very accommodating to him. Perhaps he could get his students to help him?

Visions entered his head of a massacre of decorations and handmade gifts. He winced and knew his imagination was probably pretty accurate. Konohamaru and his little group of followers were troublemakers and often destroyed anything in their path. No, his students would only be a hindrance.

What to do? What to do?

Nothing was good enough. Invitations were chosen without Iruka's input. Dates and times were set in stone and Iruka had to reschedule his life around them.

So much stress for an occasion that was supposed to be joyful and a testament to two people in love. Meanwhile his own heart was being eaten out with misery. He didn't want Kagome to get married, not to anyone that wasn't him.

The other night's happenings unfurled making his heart ache.


When the fiancé finally arrived at the party the previous night he seemed like an okay guy. He seemed decent and he was obviously in love with Kagome and he treated her with reverence and respect. He even engaged Iruka in conversation.

The fiancé was obviously trying to make friends with Iruka. He seemed to sense Iruka's feelings for Kagome. He was making a lot of effort to make Iruka a friend for the sake of harmony between him and Kagome and between Iruka and Kagome.

"You're a very important part of Kagome's life, Iruka-sensei. I can never take your place nor would I wish to. Kagome treasures you. I hope in time to do the same."

Iruka felt ashamed. The guy was so perfect! What could Iruka say to something so perfectly said?

Iruka wanted to cry. He was losing Kagome all over again. Things would never be the same between them. Her family had found yet another way to keep him out of Kagome's life.

"hai, hai, that would be wonderful, Shinji-san." He stuttered. The fiancé smiled and hugged Iruka man-style.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! I'm so glad you approve!"

The rest of the evening had been booze and vaguely Iruka remembered Mizuki and something warm and tingly but no details. Iruka cursed his booze induced insomnia. Why did he drink at all?! He could never remember the nights when he drank. He hated not knowing what he'd done or what foolish behaviors he may have partaken in.


Pulling at his hair Iruka continued to fret and worry and upset himself.

Kakashi was of course late. Iruka growled. He couldn't wait any longer. He had responsibilities as Kagome's Made of Honor that he had to attend to and one of those was this dinner he could not miss. And yet, Iruka really didn't want to go.

Already Kagome's mother was trying to muscle in on Iruka's part of the wedding. She looked at everything he'd planned out with a highly critical and cold eye. She was so mean!

He'd never been so nervous except when Naruto graduated the academy and he and Mizuki's friendship had taken a cold vacation. Mizuki didn't approve of Naruto or Iruka's friendship with the demon container.


Kakashi was running late. He wasn't happy about that remembering Iruka's threats from earlier and yet Kakashi's inner fanboy squeeled.

"Late late late, maybe luscious, lovely, blushing angry, beautiful blushing", inner dog let his tongue hang out then howled its adoration, "Maybe Iruka-Sensei will punish meeee! Squee!"

Pervy visions ran in his head of all kinds of kinky ways in which the adorable chunin could torture and torment and punish the jovial eternally late Kakashi.

Just then Naruto popped into existence in front of Kakashi while he was distracted by his pervy thoughts and Kakashi tripped fell rolled and stood up in defense stance ready to take out the offending attacker. When he saw it was his tudent though he quickly turned back into happy go lucky Kakashi. There was nothing more sweet then when one of his little soldiers was giving him the "eye".

Naruto was glaring up a heat storm. "YOU!" he roared.

Kakashi blinked innocently. What was it now that was making his student so upset with him? And making him even more late!

Another day dream interrupted his concerns, Iruka-sensei menacing with a paddle and making the "smack smack" noise, his cheery grin somehow turned into a leer. "you're late Kakashi-sensei." He purred. "bend over and take your paddling like the bad, bad little boy that you are."

Kakashi practically had a nose bleed and almost fainted at the imagery. Sometimes his mind could come up with a real doozy even by his own perverted standards.

"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!!" screamed his little soldier Naruto, looking rather demonic now, eyes glinting almost a fire red. Kakashi felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and the hairs on his arms and legs too.

"Uh, no?" asked Kakashi truthfully and in a strangely small voice.

"You try to seduce Iruka-sensei, try to put your filthy pervy hands on my sensei and I'll grind you up for dog chow!" threatened Naruto, glowing more red.

Right about then Sasuke popped into the midst of this unnatural and unhealthy and kind of scary confrontation.

"Come on Naruto, ramen time."

Naruto would not be swayed not even by delicious scrumptious ramen. He would not be moved by Sasuke's charm and beauty either.

"You hear me, Bakashi-Sensei? I'll kill you if you play with Iruka-sensei. If you hurt Iruka-sensei, if you molest him or touch him in any disgusting way, I'll shred you to ribbons." He growled.

Both Sasuke and Kakashi shivered with fear although Sasuke seemed a little aroused by the domineering threatening demonic Naruto. Kakashi could only blink then teleport himself away.

Maybe he would have to think about his intentions towards Iruka-sensei after all. Though he was pretty sure his intentions were fairly honorable… well… okay, probably not entirely honorable, but they could become so after a date or two, maybe a month of dating if the little chunin would only fall for his charms. Dammit!

That cute little chunin was so devastatingly clueless and stubborn. Kakashi sighed then appeared outside of the Missions' room peeping in through the window at his fretting object of desire.


Mizuki watched the expressions chase themselves over Iruka's inattentive features. Kakashi was watching the two and frowned at Mizuki's predatory gaze on Iruka-sensei.

"Iruka, ready to go?" asked Mizuki, practically purring.

"Yes. I should have known Kakashi-sensei wasn't going to come on time, but I had hoped." Sighed Iruka, dejectedly.

Mizuki hugged Iruka as a friend would, though his inner thoughts were anything but friendly they were sexual and a replay of the other night's bedroom activities. Iruka was so insatiable, an animal in the sack, the best fuck he could ever dream of.

Just then Kakashi popped in. Kakashi had to fight a sudden feeling of jealousy. How dare the chunin put his hands on his Iruka-sensei. Kakashi made an entrance, tossing the scroll on the desk and breaking the cozy little scene.

Both chunins were startled and jumped apart.

Iruka glared at Kakashi's show of pique. What was Hatake's problem? Hatake didn't have the right to be pissy. Iruka was in the right to be pissy. He had to attend a stupid function that had him stressed to the nines. It was humiliating that he couldn't seem to stand up to Kagome.

It was sad that his heart still sang in her presence. He was dressing like a girl for Kagome's sake. He had no self respect. He had no back bone. Kagome's parents, even Mizuki was so right about him. He was pathetic. And he had to be the one to stand up at his dear Kagome's wedding and watch her wed another but worse than that he actually had to throw the bachelor party and the pre-wedding party and … and wear his most false smile on his face and hide his pain from eagle eyes of Kagome and her parents.

Kakashi was late thereby making Iruka late for the dinner that he was unable to avoid or the man Kagome really wanted to set him up with. Iruka was so weak. Why couldn't he make Kagome understand? Iruka was a man! He was not in any way interested in other men.

Kagome kept dropping hints that she thought Mizuki and he was a cute couple but the guy she had brought with her was desperately interested in Iruka and deserved a chance whereas Mizuki was obviously not interested in anything more than a fling with Iruka.


"Comfort sex between friends" she called it. There was no way the relationship could be serious or be expected to last. Iruka had denied that they were even having sex at all. Kagome's eyes though knew the signs when two people have had sex. There's an intimacy to their body language that was showing between Iruka and Mizuki. She explained while Iruka kept denying any such thing had ever happened.


Iruka was so stressed and he drew comfort from his best friend's arms around him.

Kakashi glared at Mizuki. 'Hands off Iruka'

Mizuki smirked knowingly and infuriatingly and instead laid his hands on Iruka's shoulders and pressed his body against Iruka's. 'I'll do as I please. He's mine first.'

Iruka glanced at the mission scroll and saw that it was still little better than before, only the hand writing was slightly cleaner and the paper was stain free.

"Still not up to my standards, but I'll let it slide this time because I've got that dinner I have to attend." Grumbled Iruka, stamping the scroll then filing it quickly away. Louder and with a false smile once more plastered on his beautiful face, Iruka said with all the graciousness he could muster. "Thank you for your efforts, Kakashi-san."

Kakashi nodded jauntily then turned as if he was about to leave but then he paused and turned back to Iruka. "Iruka-sensei, Naruto was hoping that you might join us tomorrow for Ramen at Ichiraku's?" invitation given in the most polite way he knew how.

Iruka looked stunned for a moment before an honest smile and blush of pleasure came to his face. "Yes, of course I will. How is three o'clock sound?"

Mizuki's triumphant face darkened into a scowl before evening out into a shinobi's placid neutral expression. But the look in his eyes promised Kakashi retribution. Mizuki had no intention of losing his sweet Iruka.

"Sounds great! Ja ney." Kakashi's curved eye and jaunty wave then a flash of chakra and Kakashi teleported away.

Mizuki scowled darkly at Kakashi's momentary victory. But it would take more than one ramen date to win Iruka away from him. Iruka belonged to Mizuki and no other. This was war. Mizuki would not lose Iruka to the pervert Jounin.


(By the way, people should go out and see the film Made of Honor with Patrick Dempsey, it's a romantic comedy. It was a great movie to watch! I laughed and cried it was so good!)