Wow, a story that's not GaaNaru! IT'S AMAZING! Hehe, this was requested actually, someone wanted a ItaIru and I was like, hey, that sounds interesting, so... Here it is! I added in KakaObi, just cuz I wanted to try it out. As for the person who requested this... I can't remember your name! I copied the PM you sent me, but in my stupidity forgot to add your name in. Sorry, I hope you find this story, and sorry! Oh, and the rating will most likely go up later. Now I'll stop babbling and let you read! XD

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Naruto, they belong to Kishimoto Masahi, who is a genius.

Warnings: Questionable language but really, who cares about that?

Chapter 1

Iruka whistled in appreciation as he walked into the foyer of his best friend's summer house.

"This is a pretty cool place. You really are a spoiled little rich kid, huh?"

His friend Kakashi elbowed him in the ribs none too gently, staring at him solemly from his one visible eye.

"Shut up, I am not. I see myself as a privileged yet modest individual."

The tan boy raised his eyebrows at his silver headed friend.

"Suuuuure." 'Liar.'

Umino Iruka and Hatake Kakashi had been friends since the beginning of sixth grade. During recess three boys had been teasing Kakashi about his hair, which had a certain anti-gravitational quality to it. The silver haired boy had been content to ignore them, until they decided it was a good idea to start pulling on his hair. Violence begets violence, but before Kakashi could instigate this regrettable action, three precisely aimed water balloons landed on the boys heads. Unfortunately for them, instead of being filled with water they were filled with florescent neon colored paint. They ran away screaming in a most high pitched manner, hair colored bright pink, green, and orange. Kakashi had been left highly amused and a bit bewildered. A snigger from the bushes caught his attention, and a small boy came tumbling out, laughing uncontrollably. Kakashi noticed that he had a scar running across his nose that marred his otherwise flawless tan complexion. They was probably about his age, but looked at little younger.

"I think it's safe to assume that was your doing?"

The boy's laughing quieted and he looked in Kakashi's direction with a broad smirk on his face and a mischevious twinkle in his eyes.

"That's what they get for making fun of people. My name's Iruka, who are you?"

The other boy decided that he rather liked this guy's attitude. He at least seemed more tolerable than most of the kids in the class.

"…Hatake Kakashi."

They'd stuck together through middle school, high school, and were both going to the same prestigious college once summer was over. Kakashi's parents were rich but were almost never home, and barely knew their only son. Iruka had lost his parents at the beginning of high school and lived with Kakashi for a while. When he turned sixteen he decided to rent a place of his own and work a part time job. Kakashi eventually moved in with him and split the rent, since the other teen refused to accept his offer to pay the full rent every month. The only reason Kakashi gave was, "It's lonely at home." Iruka understood, and he was actually glad for the company. It helped him take his mind off of his parents. Now that they were poised at the brink of adulthood, the boys thought it a good idea to have some much needed relaxation and fun, and the beach was the perfect place.

Uchiha Itachi sighed despondently as he looked around the house his oh so beloved cousin had decided to drag him to for the summer.

"Remind me why I'm here again?"

His cousin, Uchiha Obito, scowled at him. 'I try to be nice and he acts like i'm torturing him! Jerk!'

"You're here because you've done nothing but study the whole damn year, and now its time to have some fun! Y'know, lighten up, pick up a few chicks or something! This is our time to have some fun, before we become boring adults! Besides, you've been looking terrible lately, and you have those lines under your eyes. Its aged you about six years, I swear I can see grey in your hair already."

Itachi brooded over what his cousin had said, he had to admit he had a point (though exaggerated). He'd studied excessively for the college exams, put under immense pressure by his parents to get into the top schools. The long hours of studying, being on the computer, and reading had created almost permanent lines under his eyes. It'd also murdered his social life.

'I suppose Obito has a point… perhaps I do need a break.'

"Okay, we're done unpacking so… what should we do now?"

"You can do what you want, I'm gonna check out Main Street. Later!"

With that the energetic teen bounded out the door, leaving Itachi all by himself. The other teen threw an exasperated look at the door and picked up a travel guide to the area.

'Hmm… maybe I'll check out the library.' (A/N: Ooo, exciting guy.)

Kakashi was strolling down the street, taking in the quaint little souvenir shops and omnipresent fish restaurants that people always find in little seaside towns. He and Iruka had split up a while ago, his friend opting to head to the library (…Are you a nerd or just boring? HIT. Ow!). He was about to walk into a shop that had caught his eye when someone walking past him tripped on an uneven piece of sidewalk.

"Oh shit!"

Obito POV

I walked excitedly down Main Street, taking in all of the sights and generally not watching where I was walking. So, being the dork I am, of course I just had to trip over a stupid piece of uneven sidewalk, my face heading toward it's evil, unforgiving cement surface.

"Oh shit!"

I closed my eyes, fully expecting to hit the pavement, but to my surprise and immense relief felt an arm catch me around the waist, holding me up. I cracked open an eye and looked at the teen who'd caught me. The guy seemed about my age, and had a kinda unusual appearance. There was a black bandanna covering one of his eyes, and he wore a dark green turtle neck shirt with no sleeves that covered the lower half of his face. Also, his hair was silver and seemed not to care about or obey the laws of gravity. Hmm, now that I think about it… He looks like a weirdo.

Kakashi's POV

"Oh shit!"

The guy walking past me tripped and headed towards a crash course with the sidewalk. I, being the (cough) nice person that I am, caught him before he reached the ground. He seemed surprised, no doubt awed by my lightning fast reflexes. Then he just stared. I know I look unusual to most people, but he didn't have to stare quite that much. It was rather rude actually, not that I'm one to talk. As 'Ruka so endearingly put it, "Reading those disgusting books in public like a moron is considered rude, you dumbass." Really, he's so harsh at times… Anyway, I was getting rather tired of the staring so I put the guy back on his feet and looked him over.

He had short, spiky brown hair and brown eyes that reminded me a lot of Iruka; they both had that troublemakers gleam to them, even though 'Ruka's eyes had lost it a bit after what happened to his parents… The guy was also wearing a pair of what looked suspiciously like skiing goggles. Who wears skiing goggles to a beach town? (Then again, who wears turtle necks in the summer? ) From first appearances, I have to say... he seems kind of strange. Clumsy too.

...Okay, so you might think that I, of all people, shouldn't judge people on their appearences. Too bad.

Obito POV

The guy set me back on my feet and seemed to space out. As in, just stares at the air for a long time. I decided to initiate conversation, as silence tends to bore me.

"Um, thanks, if it weren't for you I'd be kissing the sidewalk right about now."

He blinked, looked at me, and put his hands in his pockets. How the hell does this weird guy kind of radiate 'cool' from every pore in his body? It's... weird. But cool.

"Just watch where you're walking, ne?"

Ouch. Yes, I know I can be a clutz sometimes, do you need to rub it in?

"Sure. Hey, what's your name? I'm Obito, nice to meetcha."

He pondered for a second, probably wondering whether he should give his name to a stranger he just met.

"My name is a word that my parents decided to call be from birth. "

...Smartass. Smartassed bastard.

"Hey, you know what-"

While I was trying to bitch him out for being a bastard, he glanced at his watch as if he couldn't hear me and raised an eyebrow at it.

"As exciting as this conversation has been, I have to go. Ja."

Then he just left, without so much as a "I'm sorry for being an insufferable prick." Now, that's just plain unacceptable, and I refuse to let this go! Now... how to find the asshole again so I can give him a piece of my mind?

Itachi was at the library looking through the various books on the one subject that really interested him and that his parents didn't know about. He was actually really into martial arts and loved to research new techniques and stuff. He had taken lessons in secret from Obito because his parents hadn't let him take the classes. Itachi scowled to himself; his parents had said that martial arts were a waste of time, and that he should be studying and playing popular sports like soccer or football so he could carry on the 'noble' Uchiha name and reputation… not that he really cared. He has picked out a particuarly interesting looking one when a certain familiar, unexpected, most hated voice cut into his thoughts.

"Itachi? Is that you? What a pleasant surprise."

Itachi's POV

So here I am, reading about something that actually interests me when I hear his voice talking to me.

"Itachi? Is that you? What a pleasant surprise."

I almost twitched just at the sound of his voice. What the hell is he doing here?

"Hello Mizuki, what an unpleasant surprise. What are you doing here?"

I did't turn around, but I could hear him coming nearer to me. I swear, if he comes any closer…

"How cold. Is it a crime for me to go on vacation? I just happened to decide to hang out at the beach this year. Why, if I didn't know better I'd think you suspect me of showing up here just to ruin your vacation. Silly thought, huh?"

I finally turned around and saw the smug bastard smirking at me. I swear, if I didn't have a reputation to uphold I would punch him right in the middle of his smug, ugly face. Stupid bastard… instead I put on my usual emotionless face.

"Go away."

"What if I don't want to? I enjoy talking to an old friend."

Friend my ass. He was always jealous of me in high school because my family name automatically made me popular with most of the school population, especially the females. Even though I despised the attention he still tried to sabotage me at every turn, even going as far as to spread nasty rumors and try to humiliate me in public. Actually, he pretty much made my high school year a living hell, which is why I utterly despise him. What makes me hate him even more is that he acts friendly while still knowing he is pissing me off. Grr…

"I told you to leave."

"Too ba-

He never finished his sentence because at that moment a heavy encyclopedia fell off the shelf above him and hit him square in the back of his head, knocking him over onto the ground.

THUNK!

"#$&!"

I smirked at Mizuki's misfortune; after all, the bastard deserved it. Then a voice came from behind the bookshelf.

"Oh jeez, I'm so sorry about that. Are you okay?"

A boy came from the other side of the bookcase, a look of fake concern plastered on his features. Our eyes met and the expression became a smirk and a quick salute. I wiped my own smirk off my face but nodded in acknowledgement. Mizuki slowly stood up, clutching the back of his head with both hands. I could almost see a bump forming, and knew that he would have a good size bruise there tomorrow. Could this be Karma? Mizuki glared at the boy.

"What the fuck? What did you do?"

A look of (fake) remorse was on his face.

"Well, I was trying to reach the encyclopedia on the shelf, but wasn't quite tall enough. It fell through the other side, and apparently landed on you. Terribly sorry."

Anyone could hear the sarcasm in the last two words, and both Mizuki and I knew that the boy had done it on purpose. Mizuki muttered and glared at the boy again before stalking out of the door.

"I'll get you for that, you little fucker."

The boy flipped him the bird behind his back, making me show a hint of a smile. Usually I like to fight my own battles, but I was glad he had intervened.

"...Thanks. It was about time someone did something like that to him."

The kid looked at me and grinned mischievously, his eyes twinkling wickedly. I would guess him to be about sixteen or so, and he had an unusual scar running across his nose.

"No problem, I hate jackasses like him. Have you known him for a while?"

He was getting awfully friendly, but for some reason... I found I didn't mind.

"Unfortunately, yes. He pretty much ruined my high school years..."

He gave me a sympathetic look then grinned cheerily, his arms folded behind his head.

"Oh well, at least you have college to look forward too, right? I'm staring in the fall."

I stared. No way, he was eighteen? He didn't look that old! Well, not that eighteen's old, persay... okay, he didn't look eighteen.

"…You're eighteen?"

"Aren't most college people?"

I blinked then decided to just accept the fact. He looked much younger, with his somewhat long hair pulled into a high ponytail and a carefree grin on his face. I realized he somewhat reminded me of Obito. Except less annoying. I bet they would get along well…

"Whelp, I kind of have to get going. I promised my friend I'd meet him soon."

Now that I thought about it, I hadn't talked this much to anyone except Obito. It was shame to lose a conversation partner.

"I see. Perhaps... I'll see you around?"

"Probably, I'm staying with my friend at a house a couple of blocks from here. By the way, my name's Iruka."

Unless i'm very much mistaken, that means dolphin. Interesting.

"Itachi."

"Itachi-san? Ha! See ya!"

He waved his arm in a parting gesture and left out the door. I looked until he was no longer visible then turned back to the bookcase. Maybe- just maybe- I could make a frined this summer.

TBC

So whatcha think? I hate Mizuki, he hurt Iruka-kun in the series... -glares evilly- Oh, in case anyone is wondering, I went with the more prankster side of Iruka than his nice teacher side cuz he's young and stuff and I kinda like him as a prankster better. And Itachi is what I want him to be, don't complain because I have seen him from everthing to psychotic killer to happy peppy Itachi, which was kinda scary. And it's AU, did anyone really expect them to be completely in character? Also, it's 4:13 AM now. Inspiration's a bitch sometimes...

Kakashi: I actually think you did okay with me.

Obito: Yay, i'm not dead anymore! Whoot!

Tina-chan: That's cuz I like you, I wish you didn't die in the series.

Itachi: ...Is it true you're working on a ZabuzaIruka paring too?

Tina-chan: ...Maybe.

Kakashi: Do you have a thing for crack pairings, or are you just strange?

Tina-chan: First of all, that one was asked for. Secondly, crack pairings are not that bad. Look at how many people went for the NejiKanky pairing... Thirdly (sp?) 'Ruka-kun is awesome and I luv him.

Kakashi: ...Okaaaay... -mutters- Weirdo...

Tina-chan: -throws icha icha at his head- Shut up Kakashi.

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