Kakashi finally reached Iruka's apartment, by this time, the silver haired boy was worn out from carrying Iruka all the way home. He looked down at the tan boy in his arms, and noticed that Iruka had not moved from his current position, with his arms over his eyes in the longest time. The older shinobi heard a faint sigh, as in a snore, coming from the young boy.

"Sigh, I knew this was going to happen"

He couldn't open Iruka's house door without dropping the young scarred nosed boy, and the door was probably locked to begin with. Kakashi walked outside of the building, and jumped on the roof. If he couldn't get in from the door, he was going to go though the window.

Luckily it was open. The very skilled ninja, jumped up, and just barely got into the window. He held onto the boy a little tighter, so that he would not fall. Kakashi got up from his kneeling position, and stood still for away.

He looked around and was surprised to find what he saw. The room was fairly big, bigger than kakashi's was. It was very clean; everything was in order, not a thing out of place. He had lots of scrolls and shurikin lying on a table. In a line laid the shuriken and the scrolls where all in a neat pile.

"Wow, this kid sure is a neat freak. Kakashi thought to himself."

The silver haired boy really didn't care at this part, he just wonted to get the small boy he was carrying to a bed.

He walked down a hall, past a small dinning room leading into a kitchen. He turned left and there was a door, it had a small sign on it, it said "Iruka's room, keep out and stay out." Kakashi ignored the sign, and went in anyway. No sign could keep the stealthy ninja out of places.

He walked into the room. It was pretty big and again very clean. The bed was all made neatly, and he had lots of pictures and drawings hanging up by kunai. He placed the tan boy on the bed, very carefully. Then he took off the sandals he was wearing and placed them on the floor. He quickly wrapped the bandages a little tighter. "Iruka was right, he had put on the bandages in a very poorly way."

Kakashi tucked the young boy under the blankets. Iruka moved slightly and was know facing kakashi. The silvered hair boy couldn't help but notice the trails of burned tear marks, running down the younger boys face. He was in so much pain, and all kakashi could do was make it worse. Kakashi felt a deep, uncomfortable feeling in the pit of his stomach. Like someone had taken a katana, and stabbed him with it, over and over again.

He didn't like this feeling, so he turned away from the boy, and looked over at a small table next to the bed. The table had a lamp on it, and a picture frame faced down.

"Dang my curiosity, kakashi grumbled to himself." But he wonted to see what it was so badly.

The older boy walked around the bed, and picked up the picture. His one eye opened very widely. It was a picture of Iruka as a kid, with to other people standing next to him. One was a very tall man, he had long brown hair, and a scar in the shape of an "X" lay on his chin, and looked very strickd. He was wearing Anbu black ops clothes, so he must have been an Anbu. The other was a women, she was much shorter. She had long brown hair, but it was much longer then the mans. She was smiling brightly, and she was very beautiful. Kakashi could tell, she was a very nice person. She also wore Anbu clothes. Then there was Iruka, he was very small, he didn't have a scar across his nose in the picture and his hair was, like now, tied up into a ponytail. He was smiling, he looked so happy in this picture, and now, kakashi doesn't think Iruka will ever be happy again.

The only thing that really took kakashi off guard was the headbands. They where not leaf headbands, they where mist. Kakashi looked at the boy in the bed.

"Come to think of it, his skin color is a a little abnormal to the leaf, but, he didn't think Iruka would hail from another village."

"Sigh, now kakashi couldn't leave Iruka alone," he would feel too bad. He looked though his personal space, and was getting to deep into Iruka's past. The older shinobi put the picture down the way it was, and sat in a chair, next to a window. Kakashi sat there, and stared at the small body, lying in the bed. "This is a very bad idea." He thought. He ignored this fact, and finally let himself be consumed by sleep.

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I really like this chapter, I think it kinda gives off the hint that kakashi really cares for Iurka, and Iurka having a hard past, mabye kakashi will have more in common with the young boy then he thought. Cant wait to write the next chapter! TBC

P.s. Just to let you know, Im gonna try to get up a chapter everyother day, It depends on how school goes. =3