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A/N: I've been sooooooo busy with work. Omg. Its been so hard. I'm tired. I have had this chapter sitting here waiting forever. I'm sorry . Ill try to update tomorrow. This isn't eve the main story. Its the side story. Tomorrow it might also be another side story..and maybe if I'm lucky ill also drop a main...with some smmmuutttttt~ oooooooooo

IFR: Kakashi found the medicine Iruka has been giving Naruto and now the marriage is on the rocks...damn


Iruka sat on the bed nervously in silence. He had spoken to Shikamaru a couple days ago. They were able to track down where the car went after much headache. Suddenly camera recordings were gone and even basic records of the vehicle had disappeared off the earth, but, Shikamaru was not hired right out of high school for nothing. Upon finding the location of the car, the undercover hidden leaf team, more known as Team 5, began recording other vehicles to the location under direct orders by the Head.

Today, he was to provide an in-person follow up report on the matter as the leader of the team...but he didn't know how.

He earned his position and worked through his own struggles. Struggles of self doubt, lack of motivation, depression, anxiety once loomed in his brain. He had gotten better at coping...no, he had found a family. They were his peace against the turmoil of his mind, Naruto and Kakashi.

With his mind as ease he got better and worked harder, unencumbered by his feelings of torment. He always knew what to do and that's what earned him the position as leader. But right now, for the first time in a long time...he didn't know.

You wouldn't know how either had you been in his shoes.

Had you been in his shoes, you would have frozen just like he had, unable to breathe, piecing two and two together but five, six, seven and eight just weren't adding up.

Had you been in his shoes, you would be sitting on this bed nervously too...in silence...in thought.

You'd feel the cold tears tickling your skin as they run down your face and taste the salty bitterness when they reached your now dry lips that you could only lick and lick and lick and lick and lick...

and yet the dryness won't go away.

It was coming back, the pain in his chest he used to feel in these moments of panic. The beta grunted, holding his chest, closest to his heart, pulling his flesh almost, as he turned back into the bed he woke up alone in once again. The tears weren't stopping.

It hurt.

Everything hurt and yet...the physical pain was nothing close to the emotional pain he was feeling. His mind was distressed once again.

Iruka never noticed it at first. Kakashi would be gone before he woke up and he would get the loving and passionate text he was always used to. Littered with 'I love you's and 'Sleep tight's...

But it was the afternoons that felt different, more silent. Kakashi would simply smile and get in the car, giving him a kiss on the cheek and then leaving the space silent and awkward...like when they first started dating...

Like when they were strangers...and the scary thought creeped into the beta's mind as he looked at his phone that morning...staring past it at the blank peach wall they painted together.

The thought that...maybe they were.

The man Iruka thought he knew and loved more than anything, who he...hoped...a bit too often, felt the same way, was...there. Big and bold.

The same dark deep mix matched eyes and cotton candy white hair. A beautiful image ruined by the same old medical mask he always wore.

It was him, indeed.

Caught on surveillance camera going in and out of the private owned forest...next to Neji Hyuga.

That scared Iruka. Tormented him even as parts of it was starting to make a little sense,, but at the same time he couldn't for the life of him figure out the rational behind any of it.

'Why would Kakashi be with Neji? Why would Kakashi know where Naruto is? Why didn't Kakashi tell me? Why was he leaving so early every day? What was this break through he was always talking about? Why would Kakashi doing this?'

...Why was Kakashi lying to him?

The question pounding at the back of it all.

Maybe he didn't know Kakashi as well as he...hoped.

Yes...'hope' was the word.

Iruka loved Kakashi alot but it never went unmissed to him...the moments of silence in thought. An aloofness to some concerns Iruka had.

Kakashi and Iruka never had fights or arguments. Although that would be considered good, it did always bother Iruka a bit. It meant Kakashi was never ever truly upfront about what he wanted. Iruka had unreasonable demands sometimes, he knew that, but Kakashi would just say okay.

But it clearly was never okay. That man looked into his face everyday since Saturday and lied.

'Rage'

That's what this feeling was. It wasn't just the betrayal or the sadness. It was pure rage.

Their child...no...HIS CHILD was in danger. Probably alone and scared and all Iruka felt was worry and sadness everyday hoping he was okay and the man WHO SLEPT IN THE SAME FUCKING BED AS HIM EVERY NIGHT...knew where he was.

He knew and yet...

Iruka tried to resist releasing another loud cry as the pain in his chest worsened and he clinched the bed sheets tightly against it now, nursing the now bleeding scratches he hadn't noticed he caused.

Kakashi was lying to him...and he didn't know why.

Was he paid to keep silent? Threatened? Even then...it didn't make sense...

'He chose not to tell me where our son was...oh god... I've gone mad.'

It went from rage to a feeling of helplessness in an instant. He felt so weak...not knowing what to do. If he was to report to the head his husband's involvement with the disappearance of Naruto then...

Who even knows what the Head would do. The Head is a man who adamantly believes actions speak louder than words. He'd seen it before. Many people who followed Tsunade all those years ago disappeared overnight under the Head's order and it was barely though the Toad's begging for merry that her life was spared and she was demoted to save face.

There was no promise he would spare a mere human like Kakashi, especially, when it relates to Naruto.

'Even though...'

Iruka lost his train of thought, reflecting on the past. Questions of why still ringing in his mind. Even if he didn't know Naruto, Kakashi still knew it was a crime to hide an omega from the Hidden Leaf Council...so...why?

It was always coming back to why.

Why?

Why?

Why?

WHY?!

Iruka sighed, inhaling deeply trying to still his trembling hand that still clinched the sheets ever so tightly.

It was always such a shame.

Kakashi never did care for Naruto the same way he did, Iruka long accepted that...

He just refused to address it...because at times he felt guilty. He, often, understood the feeling as well.

Naruto was not his child.

But when you love something so much...

'Fuck'

Iruka finally took his eyes off the wall upon the device in his hand beginning to sing an alarming tune, looking at the time with a slight glare. He had to report before going to work...so he got up early at 3.

And at 3 in the morning his bed was empty, cold even.

Kakashi was gone...but there was no text.

The male sniffed, trying to gather his strength in his arm to push and force himself out the bed the best he could without falling back into its silky comfort to mop his tears. They wouldn't stop...not even when they began to mix with the cold water of the shower, pelting his skin.

However, Iruka didn't try to stop them. This was his job. If he didn't get it all out now then he would have to bottle them up and he didn't have the strength to contain all this...hurt.

Through bathing, dressing and stepping out the house, he lamented on those peaceful memories they made together a bit.

When they first met and started dating

When Kakashi proposed by the lake

When they began building a home together

Sweet honey memories like that began to drift back...now tainted with lies and doubt.

The beta frowned and looked up the the cloudy sky with a sigh before walking over to the parked car in the garage. His face was clear of all tears. He had to go to work. He long gave up on finding out the answer to all his questions. For now he had to make a difficult choice.

A choice to protect his husband and his child...or possibly get them both killed. Whatever he said today would determine that. Shikamaru did not report directly to the Head. He was merely an information and connection booth in the whole operation of the Hidden Leaf underground world.

'What the Head doesn't know won't kill him. No more tears Iruka. We've got work to do.'

Maybe it was because his grief and sorrow that Iruka forgot...

Driving down the highway determined that he could solve all this not realizing that cutting a plant doesn't guaranty it from growing back.

The plant needs to be pulled from the ground by it's roots.

The very first lie...

Who was the one that planted the seed in the first place?

The seed of distrust in this marriage


"Ah...Kakashi was it? I'm Iruka. I'm 23 and I'm just a boring old teacher at the Hokage school. It's a pleasure to meet you."