hi again every one :)
I have some news and that is that this story is, sadly enough, heading towards the finishing line :/ I'm really happy that so many of you reviewed and showed how much you like it and I'm sorry to tell you the sad news :/ Of course I haven't written written it all yet and if many of you protest against it then i might be able to write some more ^^ if you want me to :3 And some of you might even read my next fanfiction? ;)
of course, I will write when the last chapter comes along and stuff so don't worry ne ^^
Well I hope you'll like this one too ^^ so that I haven't lost my touch ;)
enjoy (L)
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Iruka woke up in a bed made of a soft madras and a pillow under his head, it almost felt like he had been sleeping on clouds. His back didn't even hurt any more and the dark marks under his eyes where gone just by him sleeping sweetly for one night. He smiled a bit as he saw the smooth sunlight brush tenderly against the white walls of the guest room. There was something about the sunlight that always made him feel so safe and at ease.
'Kakakshi' he thought and caressed the pillow as though it was a cheek.'I hope you'll not be mad that I haven't told you before... but I'll make it up to you, I promise' He smiled wider and bit his lip. A soft knock on the door made him look up in tired surprise.
"Hai?"
A girl in his own age, dressed in a ping robe and her brown hair in a ponytail, peeked in her head and smiled at him. She was Teuchis daughter Ayame and she had been the only one at home the night before when he came there.
"Did you sleep any Iruka-kun?" She came over to his beside and put his newly washed school uniform on his cover. He smiled and nodded, there was like a knob in his throat, created by the kindness from this girl and her family that made it hard for him to speak.
"Mother has made pancakes for breakfast so I came to get you" the girl smiled and he felt the sweet sent leek in the room from the kitchen.
There was something about this family that was so safe and so utterly freeing that Iruka couldn't help getting soft tears in his eyes when he saw her smiling lips. This was the kind of warm family that he had had, the kind of happiness that he had longed for for such a long time.
"You coming down or what?" she smiled and left the room again.
He sighed and got dressed. The smell of pancakes made his nose itch and he was so hungry all of a sudden that he could hardly stand. 'God I didn't know you could be hungry in the mornings'he thought and smiled as he thought of what his mother had always said about breakfast being the most important meal of the day.'Now you can't fuss any more mum, pancakes has to be counted as some sort of breakfast right?'
He came down with a shy smile on his face and three smiling faces met his own. Teuchi sat at the table reading the newspaper an his wife was standing at the stove. Ayame smiled widely and patted Iruka on the shoulder.
"You look starving Iruka-kun, have some food will ya?"
Satisfied and content he entered the school at Ayames side. She was smiling and talking like they had known each other for years and he found it nice to know that she didn't look at him differently even though she knew his secret.
They parted with smiles and good luck – wishes and Iruka went to his home room corridor. He had decided, with a little encouragement from Teuchis family, to tell Kakashi as soon as possible and that would be right away. He didn't want to hide it any more cause he knew that Kakashi was worried and what would he do if not tell him the truth? 'You shouldn't lie to the one you truly... you truly...' He giggled a bit at his own thoughts and bit his lips as he looked around for the white hair. He knew his thoughts where a bit out of the ordinary but he couldn't care less.
There were no sight of Kakashi yet though and Iruka sighed, his courage a bit scared. It had taken the whole morning and the evening before for him to build it up and he wouldn't get scared this time. If Kakashi was late he would always have time to talk to him at lunch.
But the hours passed and when lunch came there was still no sight of that white hair or that handsome figure and Iruka felt how his heart ached to talk to him, to tell him and hug him, be close...
"Sensei" he sad as the rest of the class had left the room. "Have you heard anything from Kakashi-san..?"
His teacher looked up and wrinkled his eyebrows. "No not really" he answered and started cleaning the black board. "I guess he is skipping school today like the rest of those who weren't here..."
Iruka bit his lip and looked out the window at the snow landscape. Would Kakashi really do that? It didn't seem much like him and Iruka knew for a fact that Kakashi wanted to be at school rather than to be at home, he had said so him self.
Even though Kakashi had said that his foster parents were grate and even though Iruka had been at his house and everything, the face of that woman just didn't want to disappear from his thoughts. Kakashis stepmother had been a beautiful woman, Iruka was sure of it, but her appearance most have changed drastically in just a couple of years. Her face was so pale you could almost see the bones under the fragile skin and her eyes seemed to not have been shut in years since the whites were read. She had even more of those dark marks than Iruka had ever had and her dark stripy hair looked like something ripped right out of a horror movie.
Some how Iruka felt sorry for her though he didn't know what was wrong. Of course there had to be some thing for her to look so helplessly weak and he knew that kind of weakness so well. Kakashi hadn't talked a lot about her or his stepfather and Iruka had started to wonder even though he knew he would never be fearless enough to ask.
The image of her had been printed in his mind and even though she had scared him when he saw her, she was the key to Kakashis secrets, Iruka was sure of it.
The day ended after a torment of loneliness and Iruka headed for the exit in a hurry. He knew he was welcome to stay at Ayames family again and he intended doing so too, but he needed to see Kakashi first, check on him so that he hadn't been "clumsy" again.
As he reached the neighbourhood Kakashi and his family lived in there was a slight chill crawling down his back and he hesitated. Was it really so good coming there unannounced? What if Kakashi was really sick of if something had happened...? Kakashi might get angry and snap at him... In reality, Iruka didn't know as much about Kakashi as he wished he had.
But he didn't turn around to walk back to Teuchis family. He had to see Kakashi, no matter what happened and what consequences he might have to deal with. Kakashi was important to him and he really wanted to tell him about everything, so he kept going in steady pace until he came to the big grey house. had it always been that big, dark and threatening? Or was it just that he was alone this time..? Iruka didn't know but didn't really care ether.
'Kakashi...' he thought for about the thirtieth time that day.'I hope you won't get mad... please... I just want to see you...'
The gate to the yard squeaked and he walked up to the front door on shaky legs. There was a light coming from the kitchen but he could see no movement and there was no sign of any one being home, the mail hadn't even been picked up from the door mat.
Ding dong!
The empty sound echoed through the cold evening and the dark house, breaking the silence in the most horrid way that left Iruka with chills all over his body. There was no going back now, the only thing he could do now was wait for some one to come and open... wait, or run like a coward.
"how is it?" a female voice sounded and Iruka instinctively took a step back. Was she at home at this hoer? He hadn't even though about having to talk to her if Kakashi was sleeping, but of course she would be at home if her son was sick right?
"Ah.. It's Iruka" he answered, unable to get his voice to stop shaking. "You've met me ones before.. I'm in the same class as Kakashi-san... I want to talk to him, can I?"
There was a long silence and he was almost sure she had left or even fainted and he started panicking about what to do when she suddenly started talking again.
"Oh... but Kakashi is sick..." she said, her voice sounding hesitant. "You can't see him.."
Irukas stomach clenched itself to a knob and he blosed his eyes hard, feeling the tears in his eyes. He wanted to see him!
"Please.." he said and put one of his shaking hands on the door. "I really need to see your son..."
The silence was painful but didn't last very long. A slight "click" was heard from the loch and the door opened slowly, revealing the woman's pale face and her skinny body that war wrapped in an all to large swatter. She looked even more tired now than before and she was clenching a peace of soft paper in her hand.
Iruka bit his lip, not sure if he was letting him in or just opened to look at him but after a couple of seconds she stepped aside. There was something about her manner that told Iruka she wasn't as well as Kakashi had said. Iruka was used to seeing homeless woman and men that were often affected by some drugs and they moved and spoke a bit like her. Was she really well..?
Iruka was so shy though that he had no courage asking her or saying any thing else so he took some rambling steps over the threshold and went past her into the darkness of the hallway. The apartment smelled confined and there was something in the air that reminded him of a time long ago when he had been suffering from stomach disorder and had been puking all night.
The woman walked behind him, her head looking to the sides as if she was sure there was some one eyeing them from afar. He saw the slight fear in her eyes and he realized that it had been there last he saw her too.
"Where is he..?" he asked and he saw how she jumped at the sound of his voice. "sorry... didn't mean to scare you..."
She bit her already broken lip and went into the kitchen, giving a sign so he would follow. "Why did you come here... Iruka-kun..?" She then asked as she stood by the window looking out over the yard.
"Ah.. I.. I was worried that he was sick... so I.." he started but she interrupted him almost immediately.
"You are bad at lying Iruka-kun.." Her eyes were now fixed on him and he saw the shear hatred in them, felt it burn down his spine.
"What do you mean..?" He asked even though he just felt like disappearing through the ground.
"You think I don't know...?" She had started moving towards him, mussels twitching with rage. "I know where you come from you little peace of shit!"
Iruka stared as she lifted one of the plates that were set on the table beside her and threw it hard at his direction. Luckily she was a bit slow in her motions and he had time to duck before the porcelain plate would crash towards his skull.
"Please wait" he begged but she saw no reason in listening to him.
"You think you can come here and ruin everything?! I'm not going to let you take him from me!!"
Iruka was in shock. His body didn't want to move any longer and his heart was almost pounding so hard he feared it would break out of his chest. She was screaming things at him, throwing around with her arms but only hitting thin air. He had to duck and soon he was on the floor with no cover other than his frail arms.
"Please..." He whispered to afraid to talk in high voice. "I just came to see Kakashi..!"
"You are all alike! Coming here thinking you can fool me! I who you're working for!!"
His heart skipped a beat as she raised the frying pan over his head. He had no were to run any more! How could he have been so stupid?! Her eyes were red from the tears of anger that flushed her cheeks and every word that came out of her broken lips were like daggers stabbing all over his body. He was like a rabbit caught in the lights from a car; paralysed.
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omfg! what just happened?? my fingers just wrote by them self ;) What will happen next?? Is Kakashi really okay...? will someone help poor Iruka? and will Kakashis stepfather be home any minute?? :O This is horrible x'3 (and it's called a "cliff hanger" XD)
please keep being so good at reviewing! that's partly the reason why I keep writing! (L)
see'ya!!
