Title: Flowers For Iruka-sensei
Author: SirenM
Category: Romance (definitely but the rest is unsure as of it)
Keywords: Flowers. Secret Admirers. The wooing of Iruka-sensei.
Rating: Gen?
Spoilers: none that I know of, anyway.
Summary: It happened one morning, Iruka finds a bouquet of flowers from a secret admirer. Then the next morning he receives yet another. Is someone hell bent on wooing everyone's favourite chuunin sensei? Or is it just some insane stalker? (pairing unsure as of yet) possible KakaIru or GaiIru or even GenIru or OroIru, who knows. (though the last one will be giving me nightmares from now on)
Disclaimer: The characters and world of Naruto was created and owned by Masashi Kishimoto. Honestly, if I owned this would I be writing fanfics?
Chapter 1
A little blue bird was chirping at his window sill as cool wind blew into the room through the open window, a contrast to the warm comfortable morning sunshine gently caressing his face.
Iruka sighed contently, stretching lazily on his bed.
Belatedly, he casted a glance at the clock, noting the time. He got up, slowly going about his daily business. It was a Sunday after all, there's no school, no kids to run after, and no mission that he's been informed off. So he was free to do what he wanted.
He stretched, sweatshirt riding up to expose a lightly tanned stomach. Maybe he'd go for a run, after that he could go to the market to get some groceries, then clean his house and in the afternoon, go seek Naruto out and take the ever enthusiastic blond out to Ichiraku. Provided, of course that he didn't catch the boy in some hare-brained scheme or trouble (which followed him everywhere he went).
He nodded to himself, having at least half his day planned out. He opened the door and stopped short.
Sitting on his porch was a small yellow bouquet wrapped in gold and green.
He had blinked twice before picking up the bouquet, which consisted a small arrangement of three dwarf sunflowers and puffy yellow acacias. He stared at them in wonder, fingering a fluffy gold blossom.
Who could have given him flowers? Could it be that someone had sent the flowers to the wrong place? How could such beautiful flowers end up in front of his door?
Obviously, the flower couldn't answer him, so they just winked at him endearingly. Take us with you, they had said. Take us in, water us. Please.
And so he did. He couldn't just leave the poor things out there and let them die of dehydration. And it was when he put them into a water-filled vase that a small gold card fell from the bouquet.
He picked up the card and opened it.
Yellow Acacias; Secret love
Dwarf Sunflowers; Adoration
I hope you understand my meaning, Iruka.
Iruka blinked again after reading the content. At least, now he knew that the flowers were really meant for him. Then, his jaw fell open and he gaped stupidly at the little card.
LOVE? ADORATION?
When the annoying blush had finally receded, the yellow Acacias and dwarf sunflowers then sat cutely on his tea table, effectively brightening his apartment.
He smiled, touching the petals gently, feeling a happy, little warm inside and also a little flattered.
He shook his head. Okay, he thought to himself. Let's go and get some things done. He then went to get his groceries. He smiled happily at the sight of the flowers the moment he opened his door when he got home. But at the same time, he blushed, feeling ridiculously like a teenage girl in love or something along those lines.
When he finished his chores, he found himself sitting on his living room couch staring at the flowers and the little card that came with it.
He wondered who gave him the flowers. Secret love and adoration…he felt a flush go up his cheeks again.
Acck, He shook himself. I've got to stop thinking about the flowers. Okay, time to go look for Naruto!
He jumped up hastily from his couch, going to his room to pick a change of clothes to replace his now somewhat rumpled sweat suit. After a short shower, dressed in a casual t-shirt and khakis, he threw his usual chuunin vest over his ensemble just for the heck of familiarity. He then exited his apartment, but not before shooting one last look at the beautiful gold and green bouquet sitting on his table.
Very short, I know. But there will be more soon. Promise. Please review or vote! GIVE ME FUELLLLLLL!!!