Each Other
--New Guy Coming--
Disclaimer: Same as the chapter before. Ain't mine.
Status: I don't really know if this one has been beta-ed or not… but anyway, check the story!
A/N: I actually finished this about a week ago (a week and a half), but well, busy school life and stuff. And I've had a very bad day today. My sister is a living bitch, really, you can't argue with her cold headed. Anyway, to the story!
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Iruka woke up feeling miserable. He has never felt this bad before. Stretching himself, he stands up and washes his face. But he doesn't feel like waking up at all. He looks at himself on the mirror. What can he say, he looks, well, damn pathetic.
He had a bad dream.
Or worse, he dreamt of Kakashi.
And about the night they broke up, which was two weeks ago. Since then, he had never heard of him anymore. Sure he saw Kakashi a few times, with his team. But again, he managed to actually never spoke to him ever since.
Two weeks, Iruka. Be proud.
This is truly pathetic, he knew he shouldn't think about it anymore. He should move on. Find a better life. Or love to be exactly. Try not to think about Kakashi anymore. The man's the past, so let it be a past. Shoo, gone, vanish, get out of my life.
He had controlled his emotion ever since, and it's been two weeks, and two days. So it's like 16 days but what does it matter... He had been holding his anger to beat the shit out of Kakashi and buried him alive. But he can't because it's just broken relationship. Yeah, it didn't work. He shouldn't have a grudge on him.
Walking on his feet, he opens his closet and picked up his ninja uniform. Ready for work. He'd been able to forget or at least distract himself over Kakashi for a week and a day so why start again now. It's over anyway.
He took a deep breath. It's about time he threw out Kakashi's belonging today. His clothes, his books, his drawings, his snack in the fridge. Anything that can reminded him of his ex-lover. That's right, Iruka, you are ready. Time to get over it.
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"Iruka-sensei, you're late today." Konohamaru, his current student, grandson of Hokage, standing in front of the class grinning like some idiot.
"Haha," Iruka let out a raw laugh, "yes, yes, I'm so so- KONOHAMARU!! What are you doing out here! You're supposed to be in class!"
The child just grinned, "I'm late."
Iruka suddenly has an urge to hit the kid, and he did.
TWACK!
"AAA~! Iruka-sensei, what's that for?" The kid's grin turned into a pout, "You're late too!"
It's true, Iruka had never late before, Iruka is not a morning person, but someway somehow, he always manage himself to come to school before the first bell rang. And now, he chooses to ignore his student's comment.
"How long you've been out here?" The man asked, looking at Konohamaru's sheepish face, very Naruto-ish when he used to found out the boy was trying to skip class.
"About ten minutes."
"And why didn't you go inside?" Crossing his arm, Iruka look at the boy who's now scratching his head and laugh nervously.
"I thought you were inside. I heard someone's voice so I thought it was you."
"And why, exactly, didn't you go inside?" repeating himself, Iruka heard someone's teaching his class. That's obvious, because they're in front of the classroom's door.
"I thought it would be better to come in when I have a better excuse… heheheh…"
A nerve hit Iruka, "You--"
Suddenly the classroom sliding door opened, a man stepped out and meets Iruka's eyes. A man about his age, or at least he thinks so… but he has never seen him before. A new teacher, perhaps? What's he doing in my class?
"And I thought you weren't gonna come." The man speaks, looking at Iruka who's looking at Konohamaru's face who's filled with awe over the man's first image.
"Eh?" Iruka looked around.
He's talking to me??
The man smiled, standing close to him, giving Iruka a better look of his face. Yes, he definitely never saw him before. Because of course, such a…ahem, good looking man wouldn't miss anyone's attention for sure. Anyway, Kurenai should have babbled about him if he was ever been here in Konoha before.
Iruka instinctively take an overall view of the man. Not that he's checking him out. The man, could be said, is rather, well, more of his type. Tall, like Kakashi, lean body, like Kakashi, he looked strong, like Kakashi…NO! Iruka! Snap out of it! You shouldn't think of Kakashi again by now!
Now that he returns to reality, he must have remembered that he's staring over the man for seconds that was seemed like forever and he should've known.
"Ko-Konohamaru, get in class now." A bit stuttering and also to distract himself, but seeing Konohamaru also stunned by the man, Iruka become embarrassed that he must have looked the same.
Pushing Konohamaru into the class, he excused himself to the man and write a note on the black board, 'Self Study' to the class. The class cheered. "Just for this period, be good." Iruka said and went outside.
As he suspect, the man still standing in front of the class room and was like waiting for him to come. Finally, closing the door, Iruka greets the man.
"Whoever you are, I thank you for replacing me back then." He smiled and offering him a hand.
The man took his hand. The teacher was about to say his name but this stranger cut him.
"Umino Iruka, right?" The smiling man speaks, as Iruka's eyes widen in surprise.
What the hell... How did—
"My name is Kyoji Taka. Remember me?"
Remember him what? They've met before?
And now that Iruka remembered, they are still holding hands. Trying to be polite, Iruka managed a small smile while attempting to remember him and pull off his hand.
But the man, instead of letting it go, he fastened his hold and that surprised Iruka more than ever.
The brown haired teacher, feeling very uncomfortable with his hand on someone else's he just met today, still trying to be polite, "Uh, could you… release my hand...?" Iruka sure that this Kyoji Taka heard him, but he's still not letting it go. "Please…"
"Why so hurry?" the stranger asks.
Why so hurry?? Well, normally, two men wouldn't shake hands, or rather holding hands to introduce yourselves for more than one minute. And you're not letting my hand go.
"I have class to attend. So, if you don't mind…" Still trying to get his hand back…
"Yes, I mind." The man smirked.
By that time, Iruka noticed that his hand is getting higher to his wrist and his thumb is stroking his palm gently. Is he… Oh My God, I just know him for about five minutes and he's hitting on me already!?!
"Kyoji-san…" Still trying hard to get his hand free… man, this guy sure has some strength. And that thumb is still moving.
"I preferred Taka, Iruka-kun."
Iruka winced. What's up with this guy?
"Kyoji-san..." Still. Trying… Oh no! The thumb!
"Taka."
"…Taka-san, could you—" Is he human?? I can't even move my hand.
"Just Taka, Iruka-kun."
Iruka, the thumb!
Nerve.
"Fine, Taka, let go of my hand!" yelled Iruka, not so loud, but enough to be an order.
Much to Iruka's surprised, again, he releases it.
"Oh, you should have told me about that." The man still smirking, Iruka obviously know he was lying.
"Excuse me, I have to go." Turning his back only to be caught by him again.
"What?" Snapped Iruka. If he didn't get it wrong, this man wasn't just hitting on him, he was molesting him also! Kinda. Not that he didn't like it… OMG I didn't just think that! I just know him! Though, Iruka never likes anybody touches him like that, besides Kakashi. Well, besides the time when he _was_ with Kakashi.
"I'm sorry, I didn't meant to upset you." The look at the man's face made Iruka couldn't say no. Not to mention the concern in his voice. I guess he's serious.
"…That's fine. Just… don't do it again." Iruka was about to smile and maybe even forgive him, but the man in front of him grinned and instead of letting his hand go, he fastened it, again. (A/N: talk about stuborn)
"Can I see you again after class?"
This man has no shame.
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TBC…
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A/N: How was it?
I'll reveal the real their past next chapter. Remember when Taka asked Iruka whether he remembered him or not? Yeap, that one. Okay, now review!