People kept clear from Iruka. He looked like he was the devil himself. He stomped harshly the reports with the success or failure stamps….he gave teams difficult missions, and his eye would twitch every time Gai mentioned Kakashi. To say the least Iruka was pissed. And it so happened that certain jounin decided to enter a certain room where certain missions were being distributed. Iruka stared at him, his eyes narrowing down to slits. Kakashi sweatdropped and gulped.
"Uh…yo" he said as he wave his hand. Iruka stood up and walked towards Kakashi, grabbing his arm in the process and dragging him….literally out of the room. Tsunade blinked and looked at Shizune, who sweatdropped. Everyone began to mutter and suddenly Tsunade stood up on the table.
"Let's make a bet" she shouted to everyone in the room. Shizune sighed and shook her head…Tsunade would never change.
Kakashi winced as he was tugged away, one hand holding onto his wounded side.
"Ok….Iruka….stop….pain" Kakashi tried to explain. Iruka threw him into one of the rooms and closed the door, tapping his foot and crossing his arms.
"Uh…" Kakashi blinked as he saw Iruka's bad side…and somehow he really doesn't want to see Iruka's bad side.
"How…dare….you…come into the mission office when you were nearly bleeding to death! You're bruised and injured! No way in hell I'm going to allow you to go on a mission! And to top it off…who the fuck told you to leave the goddamn bed and move around with those kinds of injuries!" shouted Iruka. Kakashi blinked yet again…my how Iruka could curse when pissed…which was kind of cute…
Did he just think Iruka was cute? All Kakashi could do was blink as Iruka ranted on and on and on about his health and his injuries to the point of making Kakashi angry.
"Dammit Iruka why does it matter to you!" shouted Kakashi in return.
"You're a damn jounin and we're low on jounin! We need all of you here to defend Konoha!" shouted Iruka in return.
"No! Why the hell do you even give a damn about me?" Kakashi shouted…which immediately shut Iruka up. Why was Iruka giving two cents about him?
"Well…like I said…you're a jounin and are very well needed here. It is my duty as a Chuunin to watch over all those who are under me when it comes to missions" Iruka said…which was semi-truthful…
Kakashi shook his head…it was definitely pointless. He walked passed Iruka, opening the door to leave the room.
"It does not concern you…whatever I do is my business" Kakashi said. Iruka growled as he grabbed Kakashi's arm, turning Kakashi to face him.
"It is my business…because I'm the one handing the missions to you. Do you know what will happen if you die? Not only will Konoha lose a valuable jounin…but responsibility will fall on me and I will lose my position as a Chuunin and instructor" Iruka said.
"So you're basically looking out for yourself" Kakashi stated. He wouldn't admit it…but it hurt. Iruka was taken aback. He wasn't really…was he?
"That's not"
"It's exactly what you mean. Iruka you hate me because I decided to allow those three to enter the Chuunin exams…face it…the only reason you give two shits about me is for your own reputation" Kakashi said, almost growling. Iruka shook his head…that wasn't true.
"Good Day Umino-san…don't worry…I won't jeopardize your job" Kakashi snapped as he left the room, slamming the door. Iruka blinked as he sat down on a chair. But it wasn't true…he wasn't trying to look out for his hide…he was really worried about Kakashi…hate him? He didn't hate Kakashi…he disliked the perverted man…but hate him?
Iruka groaned…everything was giving him a headache. He didn't hate Kakashi…he disliked him…or did he hate him? Iruka sighed as he left the office. It was racking his brains…he didn't hate him…and he wasn't looking out for his reputation. Why did Kakashi say that to begin with?
Didn't Kakashi know how much those words hurted him…wounded him? Then again why should he care if those words hurted him? He should loathe Kakashi for what he did to his students…yet he worried over his health…what the hell was going on with him? Iruka sighed as he went to bed…he could see it now…he would have yet another sleepless night…
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The next morning arrived…and to say the least…Iruka didn't sleep at all. He followed his normal routine of showering, eating, teaching students and filing reports, but still…no sign of a certain silver-haired-perverted jounin. It was already 8 p.m., yet still no sign of Kakashi. Iruka frowned…he had wanted to apologize for what he had said…but a part of him didn't want to. He deserved it for allowing Naruto and Sasuke to enter the exams…and now look what happened to them.
Iruka sighed…no use in sulking. He left the office and the building, deciding to head home. That's right…his lonely home. He missed Naruto…a lot. Iruka kept his gaze down, not really watching where he was going, until he bumped into someone.
"Sorry…" he mumbled as he continued on his way. Kakashi raised an eyebrow at the odd Iruka. He didn't snap or throw the exams in his face? Kakashi shrugged, heading to his own place. Iruka sighed as he relaxed in the bath.
He really didn't mean what he had said…it wasn't about his reputation…it was about the responsibility. Iruka never liked the idea of staining his hands with even more blood…much less the blood of a fellow shinobi. Iruka groaned…he hated feeling guilty…he had enough guilt with the whole Naruto thing…
Iruka got off the tub, drying off and putting some clothes on…a pair of sweats and a black ninja shirt. He grabbed the keys to his house, put on his sandals and left his home. He had to look for Kakashi and speak with him…maybe even apologize…the keyword being 'maybe.'
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Kakashi stared at his reflection, the scar clear. He sighed…maybe he was too harsh on Iruka…
Kakashi stripped his bandages off and slipped into the shower, the warm water slowly relaxing his tensed muscles. He sighed again…Iruka had a right to hate him…in fact…Iruka should kill him. But still…he couldn't figure out why those words wounded him. Was it his pride? Kakashi didn't know.
But it hurted him. Iruka was only looking out for his reputation…he didn't care about him at all. It shouldn't bother Kakashi…he should be glad. Iruka should hate him…so it was only right that he would look out for his reputation in Konoha…not for him…but it hurted him…and that made Kakashi even more confused as he banged his head on the wall, the water dripping from his hair as he kept his eyes closed.
The water was soothing his aching muscles…but his mind was still a jumbled mess. He felt so much guilt and remorse…so much pain…and Iruka was not making it better…still…why did it hurt him? He shouldn't care that Iruka was looking out for himself…on the contrary…he should understand.
"All these years of loneliness are getting to me…someone shows some worry and I automatically crave it…damn him…" Kakashi muttered…and as if on cue…look who showed up in front of Kakashi's door…
Iruka looked at Kakashi's door. Should he knock? Should he simply leave? Iruka bit his bottom lip…what to do? Mustering any courage…if at all…that he had left Iruka knocked on the door, hoping that maybe Kakashi was asleep and wouldn't hear it…yet hoping that Kakashi opened the door. Why was he acting this way to begin with? He shouldn't care about Kakashi in the first place…
Kakashi groaned…his first thought was to act like he was sleeping AND NOT open the door. But Kakashi turned off the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist. He didn't bother drying off…he would simply scare the poor sucker who was trying to visit him at this time at night…who would visit at midnight anyways?
Kakashi opened the door to a stunned Iruka. Then again he was stunned as well. Why was Iruka standing in his doorway? And why was he blushing?
Iruka blinked…Kakashi actually opened the door…and with a towel over his waist? Not to mention he was dripping wet. Kakashi's hair fell over his eyes, sticking to his forehead and sides like some kind of erotic fantasy that every woman (and most men) have of the yummy-and-delicious-perverted jounin. Iruka blinked back to reality…which surprised him that he was even in a fantasy world.
"Yes?" questioned Kakashi, feeling the cold breeze against his skin. He was cold…and Iruka wasn't saying anything. He had a good mind to slam the door on Iruka's face…but that just seemed too cruel.
"Look…come in because I don't feel like freezing to death" Kakashi said with a shiver, which promptly awakened Iruka out of his daze.
"Who told you to open the door like that…you'll catch a cold" Iruka said. Kakashi sighed…there went Iruka again…though it did amuse him…and made Kakashi feel better….not that he would admit it….
"Well you were knocking…what…you wanted me to open the door butt naked?" questioned Kakashi with a smirk. Iruka rolled his eyes, though a pink tinge appeared on his cheeks. Iruka tilted his head.
"Oh…so you do take off the mask for a shower…" he said. Kakashi sweatdropped slightly.
"Of course…now…what is it that you want?" asked Kakashi. Iruka sighed…he came to apologize…but how could he now? Here was Kakashi looking too damn good…did he just think that Kakashi was good? As in good-looking-can-I-have-you good?
"Oh…yeah…reason I am here…well first of all go dry yourself up and get some clothes on" Iruka said. Kakashi grinned.
"Well…this way I can satisfy my fans" Kakashi said in a rather odd tone…more like seductive tone. Iruka puffed his cheeks angrily.
"Stop giving girls heart attacks and get changed" Iruka said, nearly snapping. Kakashi chuckled as he left the living room, heading for his bedroom to change. It was so much fun to tease Iruka…but why would he tease Iruka about fan girls? And why did Iruka get angry all of a sudden. Kakashi shrugged it off…he may be the smarted shinobi and the best of the best…but sometimes he could get clueless…after all he had his days too…
Iruka rubbed the bridge of his nose. Why did he get so upset over the fact that Kakashi had a fan group? No…he was angry because he was being perverted to girls who were innocent…or at least had some innocence left. Well…there really wasn't anyone near the apartment to begin with…so why…why oh why did he get angry at the thought of a fan group? Iruka's eyes widen…
Was he…jealous?
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I hope you guys read A Broken Soul chapter 9…it explains my absence heh… . well…I would like to thank everyone who reviewed this story…I can't really put them all here /sweatdrops/ but I love you all…you've been so patient with me…./tear eyes/ that I cant' thank you enough for everything…so here's the next chapter of And Now We Are One…I'll be updating all my stories by Tuesday XD ja!
