Boyz Don't Cry

Summary- This is of course a Yaoi story, which chronicles the life of Iruka and Kakashi as Pre-teens-Iruka was never the strongest boy, and people often got on him for looking extremely effeminate, well sick of it Iruka wishes on a fallen star for a protector-he laughs it off realizing that it's foolish to wish for such things, only to wake up the next morning to find a silver haired Adonis in his BED!

Pairings- IrukaxKakashi (Main) AsumaxKureni GenmaxRaidou ObitoxRin-Others...(maybe)

Warnings- AU Shounen-ai (Yaoi-), Het, Violence, Language, Mature Themes, Poetic License...

Disclaimer- Boo, I own nothing...(CRIES)

AmayaNatsuya- Too glad you enjoyed it!

Curious Dream Weaver- Nice Name, Glad you enjoyed the first chapter-and yes his parents are TOO adorable!

Snow 887- Me too! There's truly not enough of them-Just like there's not enough NarutoRokudaime, and SasukeANBU!

On w/ Le Story!

Chapter Two- OMG! What Are You Doing In My BED!

Iruka dreamt of silver hair, and tri-colored eyes. He dreamt of a deep voice soothing him, and long fingers running threw his copper colored hair…

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

Iruka groaned as his alarm clock did the 'WAKE UP NOW!' dance. He didn't want to get up, he wanted to keep on sleeping, keep on dreaming. In yet something just didn't feel right, in fact something just felt plain wrong. Iruka was for seconds afraid to even move, afraid of what he might find.

Ashira might have crept in threw his window and molested him while he was sleeping! But he didn't feel any different, he was still wearing his clothes. Iruka opened one cocoa colored eye and stared at his alarm clock which was still beeping like crazy.

Then something that shocked Iruka almost to death happened-

"Stupid fucking clock! Shut-up!"

A long pale arm, attached to a pale hand with long fingers reached out from behind Iruka and knocked the clock over. With such force it soared across the room and hit the far wall with a loud CRACK! Iruka's eyes widened in shock. I'm dreaming! There's no way that just happened!

He felt a body shift behind him, and slowly and ever so cautiously Iruka turned around. He was met with gravity defying silver hair, and two colored eyes. One a icy blue, the other a deep red. The sheer oddness of the eyes color was enough to halt Iruka-but as soon as he found his voice he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"OMG what are you doing in my BED!"

The boy who had to be at least two years Iruka's senior gave him an annoyed look. "Well I was sleeping until your clock woke me up!" Iruka stared at him for a second, then said- "Why are you in My bed? No, what what the hell are you doing in my house? How did you get in? Are you a pervert? Have you been stalking me? Are you a member of the Snake Gang?-"

A hand came up and attached itself to Iruka's mouth. "Yo, you talk to much" Iruka bristled, the nerve of this guy, first he sneaks into HIS house, then camps out in HIS bed, and has the audacity to insult HIM. Iruka didn't really have time to dwell on the matter though.

"Iruka sweetheart, are you okay-I hear yelling-I'm coming in there right now, and I have a spatula!" Iruka panicked. He pushed down the boy's face, ignoring the his protests. Threw the cover over his head and laid down on top of him. The boy below him went completely still.

The door swung open, bringing with it a gust of wind. There his Mom stood dressed in a modest peach summer dress, and a cherry colored apron thrown over it, with some white slippers. Strands of brown fell loose in her anxiety, and gripped in her soft hands was a silver spatula-dripping with what had to be pancake batter.

"Baby are you alright, no one's in here that shouldn't be! It sounded like you were being attacked!" Iruka sat up not realizing he was straddling the boy beneath him-who was so still, if Iruka hadn't been distracted by the presence of his Mother he would have thought he was dead. "No Mom I'm fine, I just had a dream that I was falling" His Mom relaxed but her grip on the spatula stayed.

"That's good sweetie…" She trailed off as she stared at the destroyed Alarm Clock. Her gaze met Iruka's. He laughed nervously. "It scared me…" He said lamely. His Mom gave him a worried look. "Get ready for school love, then come down and eat breakfast-your friend should be here soon-I'll get you another alarm clock" She then smiled brightly, "I seen this cute one with dolphins swimming around it…"

The door closed and Iruka sighed. Something wiggled underneath him. "Your pretty light" Iruka jumped up and off the bed like he had been burned. The silver haired boy pulled the cover off of himself and propping himself up on his elbows he looked at Iruka. "What are you doing here?" Iruka asked. The boy rolled his eyes.

"You made a wish didn't you?" Iruka paused, eyes widening slightly.

I wish that that guy who saved me from Ashira today will always be there to protect me...

They continued to just stare at one another, then Iruka found his voice. "I made a wish but-I had wished that the person who saved me yesterday would always be there to protect me…" The silver haired boy rolled his eyes again. Then pointed to himself. "Hatake Kakashi-the boy who saved you yesterday was me" Iruka's mouth fell open, something that seemed to amuse the boy named Kakashi, 'cause he smirked cocking his head slightly to the side. "Your really cute" Iruka blushed furiously and turned away. His embarrassment, then replaced itself with anger. "I don't believe you"

Kakashi was rightfully surprised. "Huh?" He intelligently responded. Iruka turned back around fury dancing in his eyes. "I don't believe that you are him-that person who saved me yesterday was incredible! And you are just a pervert that likes to sneak into people's room, and sleep in there beds-" He broke off as Kakashi rose from the bed, his eyes seeming to glow with the same amount of fury that was previously in Iruka's eyes. "You never even saw his face kid, how would you know?"

Iruka looked sad for a second. Then hugged himself. "I don't know" He then looked at Kakashi's hands, long and pale. He then looked at his face. He really had a beautiful face, pale like moonlit, lips like pink dust, eyes that could look right into your soul…

"I'm here to protect you, because you wished it-if you don't like it tough luck" He walked pass Iruka and went toward the bathroom. Iruka followed his movements. "How can this be?" Iruka asked, Kakashi opened the bathroom door and stepped inside. "Wishes don't come true" Kakashi looked at Iruka from over his shoulder.

"If you wish hard enough kid-they do"

His Mom gave him a worried look. Iruka was picking at his pancakes, something he never did-since Iruka adored pancakes. His Dad was also giving him a concerned look. "Son, are you alright? Did something happen?" Iruka shook his head, eyes still downcast. "No Dad, Mom-I'm fine. Just not really hungry" He pushed his plate away and grabbed up his book bag. The door opened and Mizuki walked in-He opened his mouth to give a jovial greeting but stopped. A somber feeling hung heavy in the air.

"Let's go Mizuki-No talking, just walking" He walked out the house. Mizuki looked over at Iruka's parents, who looked just as confused as he himself did. He turned around and followed Iruka out the house.

"Yo' Kakashi where were you last night-I called you from Raidou's phone right, so that we could go out and sneak until that Club, to teach them bastards a lesson and the Yondaime said you weren't there!" Kakashi gave his friend a lazy look, wondering why Genma insisted on chewing on toothpicks. Every time he asked however his friend would respond with a casual- 'Stress reliever-beats smoking anyways'

Kakashi held up a peace sign making Genma sweat drop. "I was busy last night" Genma smirked wickedly. "I see-finally took Anko up on that offer huh-or better yet I've seen how Gai looks at you!" Kakashi cringed. "Genma don't ever say anything so ridiculous again! Anko is scary, and Gai-the absurdity of it, the most he'll do is try to kick my ass! Emphasis on try" They laughed.

"Ho! Have I missed the punch line!" They groaned at Raidou's lameness. Face it the guy was cheesy, a good kind of cheesy though. He threw his arm around Genma's shoulders. Kakashi did not miss the strong blush flare across Genma's face. Genma and Raidou were the best of friends-but Kakashi knew that they felt more for each other than just platonic friendship. He smirked, and turned his head staring off into the sky.

"There he is!" Raidou stopped trying to pull the toothpick from Genma's mouth-Genma stopped trying to push him away, and Kakashi stopped looking at the sky. Four people were walking toward him, one boy was practically racing towards him-wild black hair and…goggles. Kakashi raised a eyebrow as the boy stopped in front of him. "Hello, my name is Uchiha Obito and I think your super cool!" Rin groaned, Mizuki snickered, and Iruka was pointedly ignoring him.

Kakashi didn't know why, but that little fact bothered him…a lot.

"Okay" Kakashi started. "Anything else?" Obito seemed to be trying to contain himself. "Can I have your autograph!" Rin bopped him up side the head. Genma and Raidou were falling all over each other in there laughter. Mizuki was doubled over, Iruka was still ignoring him. "…" Was Kakashi's reply. Rin grabbed Obito by the scruff of his neck, and gave Kakashi an apologetic smile. "Sorry he's usually an idiot, but today he seems to be working overtime" Kakashi smiled, actually smiled.

"It's cool" Obito practically swooned. Rin groaned again, and dragged him off. Mizuki snagged Iruka's elbow and they too left. Kakashi watched Iruka be dragged away. Wondering why he all of a sudden felt so frustrated at being ignored, by a thirteen year old boy! Just to add insult to injury! Genma clapped his shoulder. "We better get to class-You know how Jiraiya get's on you for always being late" Kakashi nodded, and followed after his friends.

Maybe I'm being stupid pretending that what happened this morning never happened-but it just seems so impossible, but could he be… Iruka sighed inwardly, everything was just so confusing. His emotions were confusing. Iruka was more angry at how attractive he found the boy, who had to be like fifth teen, or sixteen. Iruka had never really had feelings for anyone, he's never even had his first kiss. Mizuki had but he won't tell him with who, and Rin and Obito shared there first kiss.

He sighed feeling pathetic. Maybe I should start questioning my sexuality, but then again I've never been attracted to anyone. But this guy, this Kakashi-

"Yo"

He froze, then looked up. Kakashi stood by the back entrance leaned up against the door. Sleeveless white t-shirt and jeans, he was just gorgeous in every aspect of the word. Iruka felt his chest constrict-painfully. "Leave me alone" He said. Kakashi closed his eyes. "I told you I can't-I've been wished here to protect you"

Iruka growled in frustration. "Don't be stupid! Your probably just using that as an excuse to stalk me-" Iruka was thrown off again at how intense Kakashi's eyes could get when he was angry. He stalked toward Iruka slowly. Iruka felt fear grip his body leaving him paralyzed. Kakashi easily towered over him making him feel even more inferior. He leaned toward his face. "Why would I Hatake Kakashi, a man that could get anybody male or female to bend to my every whim, want a weak little thirteen year old eight grader like you?" The words stung, Iruka wanted to punch the guy in the face-but instead of doing that, he did something he never thought himself capable of doing he broke the gap that separated them, and kissed him!

To Be Continued…