Affection
Author's Note: These are one-shot stories in a series: different pairings in each story. Unless I make sequels! X3 I hope you'll like this one. The one's about Iruka and an OC! (Yay, Tara!) If you peeps have any requests of your favourite pairings, tell me. I'll make it if I have time!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, and sadly, never will. But I do own this fanfic! Yay!
Chapter Four- Favourite (IrukaOC)Warning: Mmm… cookies…
Tamao stood up from her desk, after Iruka dismissed the class. Everyone immediately left though, so she's the last one out. But Iruka made sure everyone has gone, before leaving himself. This was technically like an everyday routine. Tamao always left the class last, and Iruka always waited for her. She was, in fact, his favourite student… ever since Naruto graduated…because she always listened to him, and paid attention.
"Tamao-san, I see you're carrying a pretty thick book," Iruka said. Tamao was carrying a book. It was a book she has had for a while.
Tamao blushed and smiled. "Hai, Iruka-sensei,"
It's almost Iruka's birthday, so she planned to give him a special birthday gift. She liked writing poems, so she bought a blank book that she could write on. "What is it for?" Iruka asked.
"Nothing, nothing really," Tamao answered, as she walked out of the classroom. She hoped that she could make good poems enough to fill the whole book. And good poems that show her feelings to him.
If she chose the wrong choice, it'd be so embarrassing to let your own teacher know you like him.
The day that was Iruka's birthday came to be. Tamao was a bit nervous to give it to him, but she worked so hard on the book, she told herself not to back out now.
Some students gave Iruka gifts, and Tamao didn't want to approach because people might wonder why she was giving Iruka a book.
"Iruka-sensei, I got you something," Tamao said, right after everyone left the class. Iruka smiled, and walked up to her.
"Yes, I see," he said.
Tamao smiled back at him. "And I'm sorry I didn't bother wrapping it. I'm not really good at that…"
"It's okay," Iruka said. "I knew that book was for something." He said, taking the book out of her hands.
"I hope you like it," Tamao said.
Iruka nodded. "I know I do," and he patted her head, and left. For the first time in the history of the world, Iruka left before Tamao did.
Tamao smiled slightly to herself. Inside: she was hoping he would like it. But she knew Iruka would appreciate it.
Iruka read the book immediately as soon as he had time. He had a smile on his face always. He truly did appreciate it, and he felt well known. Tamao really showed her feelings, and Iruka was happy. He left the book on his shelf and planned something for tomorrow.
"Tamao," It was the end of class again.
"Yes, Iruka-sensei," Tamao said. Iruka walked up to her, and smiled at her. Tamao had to smile back. "What is it, Iruka-sensei?" She was hoping he's happy because of the book.
"I loved it," Iruka said.
Tamao slightly blushed. "Thanks,"
"You're welcome. I really value the time you spent on it," Iruka said.
"It was really no big deal," Tamao said, smiling. "I just wanted you to know how I feel. I'll understand if you don't feel the same way."
"Don't understand. Because I never knew how you felt. But I want you to know you're my favourite student," Iruka said.
Tamao's smile grew bigger. "Thanks. You're my favourite teacher." And from then on, they spent more time with each other. Being each other's favourite.
