Author's Note: Here's the next chapter. It's the 10th one! Sorry for the wait. I know that gets annoying. Anyway, keep reading and reviewing. Thankies! If you wondering, yes.. I am talking to Iruka in this chapter. Italic is thought or emphasis. This chapter has a bit of a twist in it. It may annoy you that I switched from the characters doing one thing, to doing something totally different. I hope that doesn't discourage you from reading. Eek. Enjoy!

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For RedTheRetard. Don't kill me.

Thing's Happen
Chapter 10

Iruka sat around in his room for an hour and a half, debating about going or not going. Going or not going? Going or not going? Finally, when he decided that he would go, he debated about what he should wear. Semi formal, formal or just casual? Semi formal, formal or just casual? Pretty soon he was tiring himself out just by thinking. Eventually, he decided he'd wear something semi formal that could pass as casual. Looking through his closet he found a green turtle neck sweater, some Faded Glory jeans and some black and white Vans. Getting dressed took longer than usual because he was nervous. He'd put on his sweater, get mad that it didn't look right on him, in his eyes anyway, then take it off. He'd then realize that he didn't have anything else to wear that was proper, and put it back on.

Ah, my jeans are too tight. I'm going to look like a fat cow.

"Jeez. Your worse than a woman when it comes to looking in the mirror, Iruka Sensai." Itachi said, startling Iruka. Itachi was also dressed semi formal. He wore a black satin shirt, dress pants and some converses.

Wait.. converses?

Yes, Iruka. Converses. It's fashionable! Jeez. Don't argue with the author, my God. This is Itachi we're talking about. He looks good in just about anything.

"Ah. What are you doing so dressed up?" asked Iruka, eying Itachi.

"I have a date."

Iruka's eyes grew wide with curiosity. "Really now? That's ironic because I do too."

Itachi chuckled. "Yes, I know. I have a date with with Konan too."

"W- what?!"

Itachi busted out laughing. "I'm kidding! I'm kidding! Ah, that look on your face was priceless. No, I'm your escort. I'm dressed up because.. well, if I didn't look decent Konan would kill me. Literally."

Iruka sighed a sigh of relief. "Okay. Got cha."

Itachi lead his former teacher down a narrow, torch lit passageway towards a large, wooden door. Iruka's mouth dropped open as saw what was behind the door way. Konan's chambers are more extravagant than Pein's. There were gold statues of famous figures every where. Her furniture was made of pure gold and padded with silk cushions. Black and white marble title lined the walls and the floor. Lace draped from the ceiling. Vases filled with roses sat in every corner and filled every space possible. There were roses everywhere; embroidered on the pillows, on the curtains, paintings of roses, engraved on furniture. Everywhere. Naturally, the room smelled like roses. Iruka could see three entry ways to other rooms; one a bath and spa, one Konan's bed room and one.. a room filled with odds and ends. So, this is where all that stuff was going earlier today. Did she plan to impress me or something? I mean, her rooms are beautiful, but her by herself is breath taking with out anything adding to it.

"Ah! Iruka! Welcome!" Konan said, waving Iruka in. "You may take your leave now, Itachi. Thank you for looking.. decent. Decent compared to last time, at least."

Itachi bowed and exited, closing the door behind him. Iruka smiled and took Konan's hand as she extended it, kissing it ever so softly. "Good evening, Konan Sama."

Smiling, Konan took Iruka by the hand and led him over to a table littered with food. "Please, Iruka. You may just call me Konan. Sit, dine with me."

After a long and delicious dinner, filled with formal talk about the weather, Iruka's new job, the other Akatsuki members and the like, Konan sat back in her chair and smiled.

"You must have figured that I had a reason for inviting you here tonight, Iruka."

"Um, yes. I figured that we'd be talking business. I was quite surprised when you asked me how Tobi was doing in his lessons and whether he behaved or not."

Konan chuckled, 'Tobi is a very rare breed of person. He can be annoying, but yet charming at the same time. Since he joined the Akatsuki, I've come to think of him as that little brother I never had a chance to have. You were right in thinking we were going to talk about business, though." Konan took a deep breath and Iruka braced himself. "Pein has informed me that the Akatsuki is going to invade Konoha and restore order there. He also informed me that you were the one who suggested this plan and that restoring Konoha to its former glory was the single most reason you came here. Tell me, Iruka, is this correct?"

"Yes, my lady, it is correct."

Konan smiled, "You address me as if I'm some sort of queen, Iruka."

"In my eyes, you are a queen. You're quite possibly the most strongest woman in all of the fire nation. Doesn't that make you a queen in itself?"

Standing up, Konan made her way down to where Iruka was seated and extended her hand again. Iruka stood and kissed it, then to his surprise, Konan tucked two fingers under his chin and drew his face in, closer to her own. She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Come to my bed room, we have much more privacy there."

Iruka simply nodded and followed Konan. When she pulled back the lace curtain, Iruka couldn't help but stop in mid step. It seemed as if her room was fixed for a romantic night. Candles were lit every where, incest filled the air and the bed was made so that one could fall into it and be covered. One... that was naked.

Oh my God...

Konan slipped off her Akatsuki coat, revealing a black silk, strapless, rose embroidered dress that came up past her knees. Sitting on the bed, she patted a place beside her, "Come sit."

When Iruka had did as he was told, Konan began, "I think that restoring order to Konoha is a wonderful idea. However, Konoha has a system of... well, a government that is going to be very hard to restore if not planned before hand. Right now, Danzou is the Hokage. He has Tsunade in prisoned and tortured daily just for the hell of it. The ANBU black ops are under his command and do anything and everything he says. It's pitiful. The first thing we have to do is assassinate him and restore the rightful Hokage. I don't think this will be too hard with a surprise attack, but after that, what about the rest of the government? Some of the officials and elders helped Danzou over throw Tsunade, but we don't know if it was out of fear or lust for power."

"Hm. You have a valid point. I think Tsunade can help us with that. Is there anyway we can contact her in her jail cell?"

Konan layed back on her bed. "Well, yes. We have spys posted all around Kanoha. We could get word to her and receive word from her fairly easily, but what good will that do us?"

"She can tell us who are the traitors and who are the bad guys. If we inform Kakashi, Asuma, Kurenai, and the other leaders, we may have a secret army right inside of the village."

Slinging off her shoes, Konan tucked her feet under her and pulled Iruka close to her, "So, you aren't just a teacher. You're a military strategist. I like that. Hidden talents turn me on."

"Ah.. ha ha. Konan.."

Konan pressed her lips against Iruka's, putting him in a trance long enough to get ontop of him and straddle him. Kissing down his jawline to his neck, Iruka could feel himself getting into the mood. Sliding his hands down Konan's back, he unzipped her dress and let it fall off of her. For some reason, he wasn't surprised when he found she had nothing on under it. Iruka slipped off his clothes also. Rolling Konan over, he got on top of her.

Smiling down at her, Iruka said, "How about we talk about business some other time and just.. have a bit of fun tonight. Hm, Konan baby?"

Konan laughed her perfect little laugh, "But of course."

And with that, Iruka proceeded to do something he hadn't did in a very long time; make love.