Disclaimer: Naruto still doesn't belong to me... but apparently... it now belongs to ShopPro Entertainment

QY: I wasn't really sure if I would be able to write this today. But now I'm determined because Naruto is now licensed. With a telephone called made by Tazmo of Narutofan dot com to the company, he has confirmed that it's not another prank. Naruto is licensed by the merged VIZ and ShopPro. For further information, you can visit the site. For now... I shall cry in peace.

Right after I write some sap! Because damnit, I need it now!

Overall Summary: All S-ai Valentine's Day has all the candies, flowers, and cards. So it's no mystery why no one thinks about the day after. But it's the aftermath that can change your whole world.

Section Summary: Iruka gives one of his standard Valentine's Day card to Kakashi. Only, it came with a massage coupon. Kakashi decides to cash it in... with Iruka. Somehow, bondage comes into play.

Story Info: A collection of stories loosely related to each that showcases the aftermath of Valentine's Day with the more popular shounen-ai and shoujo-ai pairings. Featuring: Kakashi/Iruka, Naruto/Sasuke, Lee/Neji, Kiba/Shino, Sakura/Ino and as a bonus, Lee/Gaara (which won't be related to the other stories). And if there are any requests, those too.

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Aftermath - Chapter I - QianYun

A Bondage Induced Massage- Part 1

Iruka had a tradition. Every Valentine's Day, no matter how he felt personally, he would send a card to all of his students, past, present, and if he had enough, future ones as well. This year, it seemed that he had gotten a little too enthusiastic and thus had bought too many cards.

On a whim that he didn't really want to follow, but did so anyway, he sent off the extra Valentine's cards to his colleagues, one of which included Kakashi.

The other teacher seemed a little more stressed and tense than usual, so on another whim - that he really shouldn't have followed – he slid in a massage coupon that was given to him by one of his student's older sister. Apparently, she owned a massage parlor and wanted to invite him for a session because he looked tense. When she winked at him... he figured that he would be better off if he didn't go. But now he had the opportunity to pass it off.

And Iruka was never one to let an opportunity slip by him so easily. Besides, having a stressed teacher wouldn't be good for Naruto. And if anyone asked, that was his reason.

So he had slipped in the coupon along with his card into a envelope and merrily sent all of them on their way.

Never suspecting what would happen next.

It hadn't quite registered with him that he had sent of a massage coupon to one of the more notoriously perverted teachers. And as such, he didn't quite expect the aftermath of his card sending.

One that came the day after.

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It was a pleasant day of sorts, much more cheery than the day before where it had rained on and off during the afternoon, causing many a pair of "lovebirds" to seek shelter. The sun was shining brightly, and if it wasn't for the nicely cool breeze that came from the east, the day could've easily been sweltering hot. As it was, part of his body always felt a little warmer than the rest of his body. And as it was a Tuesday, that meant that it was a school day.

But on a whim – which he seemed to have a lot of these days – he gave the kids half of the day off. Mostly because they had covered most of what they needed to during the morning session due to their unnatural cooperation.

There was the thought that his class was up to something, but he brushed it off like an annoying fly, for by the time he was ready to leave, it was already the usual dismissal time, and nothing had happened yet.

Then Iruka stepped out the door and was immediately greeted by a silver bush. He titled his head the the left, took a step back and politely greeted the man in front of him.

"Kakashi-sensei! To what do I owe this... unexpected pleasure?" Inwardly Iruka winced. He had never felt very comfortable around Naruto's current teacher – oh, excuse him, his new commander. There was still the underlying resentment lingering from the beginning of the Chuunin Exam despite the success of the rookies. The rare meetings between the two – even with his part-time job at the assignment center – never did help to ease the bumps in their, admittedly, non-existent relationship.

So even while the man stood in front on him, he couldn't help but wonder why. Before a thought struck that he was standing in front of the door, and perhaps he was waiting to go in? But even as it came to him, Iruka was certain that it was not the reason. He may not have spoken to the silver haired teacher much, but he knew enough to realize that if Kakashi really wanted to go inside the Academy, he would never have bothered with the front door.

Still, he could always hope. And with that hope, Iruka stepped to the side, out of the doorway, and tried to walk forward, only to be stopped by a hand oh-so-casually stopping him from moving anywhere.

"I would've thought that you would wait for my answer before you went anywhere, Iruka-sensei."

And immediately he blushed, because in the midst of all his thoughts, he had forgotten about his comment. He had a tendency to do that around him. Both blushing and forgetting things. It made being around the other teacher very difficult.

"Oh... I'm so sorry, I'm just in a bit of a hurry. But I don't think you could possibly be looking for me, so I'll just be going now." He grimaced. What in the world was wrong with him?

"As a matter of fact Iruka-san, I am looking for you." And with that, Iruka could see Kakashi's eye raise, could see it bend in that curve that meant that he was going to be very happy, most likely at the expense of Iruka himself.

Dodging people was never an ability he gained through his years. Getting captured after he successfully unleashed another prank was easy for him to avoid, but stick him in a confrontation and he was never able to leave anything alone. As such, he took Kakashi's hidden smile as a challenge of sorts and he stood without apprehension.

But with a worry that immediately popped up at his next words.

"So, Iruka," the thought came to his mind of how he went from teacher to comrade to a close friend within three sentences, "I was wondering about that card you sent me yesterday? First off, I want to thank you for that lovely picture of the puppies. Pakkun had a fun time shredding it to pieces when I said they were cuter than him. And I also wanted to inquire you on the matter of this little card?" With his words, Kakashi shifted the hand that had remained in his pants pocket since then and brought out with it a little yellow card.

A card that Iruka recognized without any trouble. Anticipating what would come next, he started to breathe a sigh of relief. Until Kakashi's next words.

"I was thinking, would tonight be a good time for the massage I am guaranteed on this little card?"

The tone of voice with which he spoke that sentence sent tingles up Iruka's spine, and they weren't very pleasant tingles either. "The time that you cash in your coupon is of no concern to me, Kakashi-sensei. I had given it to you in hopes that you would take advantage of it since I had seen that you've been unnaturally tense. Whether you actually used it or not is not something I particularly care about. Although I have heard that Miaka's shop had some of the best masseuses around. They do miracles on your body, or so they say." Iruka's voice wavered throughout his little speech, it took a lot of control not to revert back to the fourteen year old he used to be around Kakashi. Somehow, he never quite felt natural around him.

"But Iruka!" And immediately he was alarmed, "The massage coupon says right here that it was a massage courtesy of you! You're not backing out on your promise, are you?"

He snatched the card out of Kakashi's hand, also taking the chance to walk out from between the other man and the wall. Iruka stared incredulously at the card. But sure enough, there it said,

"A complimentary massage by one Umino Iruka for Hatake Kakashi in celebration of Valentine's Day."

Wide eyed, he was only able to hold the card in front of him, unmoving, unbelieving. There was no way... How in the world did this happen!

And then he squinted at that brown spot to the lower right corner of the card. Beef ramen

And then he squinted at that little speck of white on the lower left corenr. Onigiri rice.

And he growled.

Wait until he got his hands on those two little- A hand set itself heavily on his shoulder, startling him out of his thoughts. "And I won't hear a word about how you didn't give this to me. The envelope it came in was sealed and the writing was yours. I won't hear any denial. So, Iruka. My house, tonight?"

Knowing quite well that he wouldn't be able to get out of the situation unless he used underhanded techniques which he had last used at the beginning of his teaching career – nearly five, four years ago- he nodded in resignation.

In a strangled voice he replied, "I would rather if it was my house, though. At eight. And any later, I won't open the door and I'll nullify the card without giving you another chance."

A sense of doom fell upon him as he saw Kakashi's eye curve even further, his smile quite visible even through the cloth that covered most of his face. A nod was his only answer and then he disappeared.

But as Iruka watched him leave, or rather, he watched his smoke dissipate, he decided that it was time to let fourteen year old Iruka come out for one more visit.

With a grin that no one had seen on Iruka for years, he walked home with a jubilant step, plans ticking away, building upon each other to create quite a beautiful picture.

To Be Continued...

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QY- This was supposed to be only one chapter, but time ran out for me. Um, if I don't have a panic attack with all the tests and homeworks I have due on Thursday, the rest should come tomorrow.

Written: 2/15/05 9:15 p.m. To 10:11 p.m.