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)

Chapter Five- I'm Not A Boy...Not Anymore...

Iruka stared at Kakashi for a long while, then he looked away and stared back down at the lukewarm water-He hugged his knees up against his chest, his long wet hair shielding his face from Kakashi's piercing gaze. Kakashi waited patiently, leaning his head back up against the door.

"...I don't know..." Iruka answered quietly. "Am I suppose too?"

Kakashi closed his one visible eye, not really knowing how to answer the question. Kakashi didn't really know much about relationships, he was only sixteen, such things had never crossed his mind. He was much too independent to want to end up like Asuma and Kurenai, even though they're relationship was sweet, and they were meant to be together-Kakashi on the other hand didn't believe he deserved to be with anybody. He would much rather go the rest of his life alone...

He opened his eye and looked over at Iruka who still had his head turned away from him. He stood up, Iruka heard the movement, and turned his head. His brown eyes had dimmed in sadness, making them look even darker in the soft light of the bathroom. Iruka's blood rushed as Kakashi stopped by the side of the tub, and kneeled down next to him, he reached his long pale hand forward and moved some of Iruka's hair out of his face and behind his shoulder. He then softly cupped Iruka's cheek in his hand, and Iruka not knowing what else to do leaned into the touch.

"I'm not looking for love Iruka..." Kakashi's voice ghosted over Iruka's cheek, and then settled on his ear-Iruka closed his eyes feeling his entire body heat up. "Your just a little boy" Iruka's eyes shot open, and he turned to face Kakashi, but he had already left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Iruka sat in the water shocked, and then in a rage he slammed his fists down into the water-feeling his eyes blur over with unshed tears.

"YOU BASTARD!" Iruka cried. "I HATE YOU! I DON'T WANT YOU TO BE MY PROTECTOR-LEAVE ME ALONE!" Iruka whole body shook after his tantrum, and then he laid his head down in his hands and cried.

The Yondaime who had been previously sitting in his living room reading, looked up as he heard the door opening. He quirked a blonde brow, as he stared at the unmoving door, for a second he thought it was a ghost-and then the pale form of Kakashi appeared. His face looked tight, and he looked very tired.

"Finally decided to come home, hmm?" began the Yondaime, as he stood up and walked over to stand in front of Kakashi-he reached his arm out to place his hand on Kakashi's shoulder, but Kakashi shirked away from the touch. The Yondaime took a step back, as Kakashi walked pass him and toward the stairs. "Is there something we need to discuss Kakashi-I won't take this from you" his voice was stern but gentle. Kakashi gripped the banister-hard. He didn't want to turn around and look into the blue eyes of the Yondaime, the only person who he had ever cared about.

"I came to get my stuff"

"What do you mean-"

"I'm not moving out-I'll just be staying somewhere else for a little while-I'll explain it to you in due time Yondaime-but right now I would appreciate it if you didn't bother" he walked up the stairs. The Yondaime stared off after him, at a loss for words. "I should've expected this, Kakashi was always the type of person to follow his own path-alone"

He walked back over to the couch, and went back to reading his book.

Iruka sat on the edge of his bed brushing out his long hair-he was in a dejected mood. He winced as the brush came in contact with a wet tangle, irritated he threw the brush across the room-not caring where it hit, or where it landed. He was once again fighting back tears.

"Stupid Kakashi..." He said, as he stood up to pull the covers back on his bed. "Stupid me..." he punched his pillow to fluff it out, and then sat down on his knees on the bed-he was tired but he was too mad to go to sleep. He finally rested his head down on the pillow-and stared off into the darkness. "I don't need him, I can take care of myself-he's just a jerk anyways, I'm not a little boy-I'm thirteen-that's not little-"

His breathe caught as he heard someone at his window, he sat up with a start. I should go run to mom and dad's room! What if it's a murderer! What if it's Arashi. Iruka was just about to leap off his bed and fly out the door, when his eye caught a shock of silver hair- "Mizuki?" he asked, sliding off his bed. The boy pushed the window open, and Iruka stepped back-it wasn't Mizuki, it was Kakashi. Iruka's first thought to the man's unwanted presence was to push him out the window-but then again he was curious as to why he had even came back at all.

"Why are you here, you come to insult me again-well it won't happen. I've decided that it was a stupid wish, and I take it back-so your not obligated to be my bodyguard anymore, so you can leave now"

Iruka nodded his head, and crossed his arms over his chest. Kakashi rolled his one visible eye, and dropped his sack down onto the floor-Iruka's confident stance faltered, "Wh-what are you doing?" Kakashi lifted his shirt up, showing off an expanse of taut pale muscle-Iruka's eyes bulged.

He covered his eyes. "What are you doing!" He stumbled back unable to see where his was going and bumped his legs up against the side of his bed and fell down onto it. Kakashi's shirt was gone, and he was working on his pants. He ignored Iruka.

He took his shoes off, and then his pants-reached for his face mask, and then decided against taking it off. "Your so annoying" he said in a quiet voice, as his tall frame loomed over Iruka's. "You say your not a little boy, and yet all you do is cry, and whine-I mean have you never seen a dude with his shirt off before? You're pathetic" Iruka looked away hurt, his fingers catching on his bed sheets.

Kakashi crossed his arms over his chest waiting for Iruka to respond.

"I'm not a little boy and I'll prove it to you!" he shouted, looking back up at Kakashi, fire burning in his chocolate eyes. Kakashi looked unamused. "How?" He inquired. Iruka stood up on his bed, and in one fluid movement pulled his shirt up and over his head, showing Kakashi his creamy flat tan stomach-and brown nipples. Kakashi looked him over his face expressionless, and then he looked back into the defiant eyes of Iruka.

"What are you doing?" He asked-now there was amusement in his voice, Iruka never ceased to surprise him. Iruka didn't answer him, he just started tugging down his pants. "I've never done this before-I never even thought I would do this with another boy, but I'll do if it will prove that I'm worthy enough to have you"

Kakashi's brow creased, he reached forward and snagged Iruka's wrist, stopping him from continuing. "Don't be stupid-your not ready-" Iruka slapped his hands away-his face was red, "Don't tell me what I'm ready for! You don't know! I'm stronger than I look, and I'll prove it to you-I will!"

He moved toward Kakashi, and before Kakashi could move away Iruka was on him. He wrapped his arms around Kakashi's long neck, and pressed his mouth up against his hard-then even harder after he realized that Kakashi wasn't responding. Kakashi's hands had settled themselves on Iruka's waist, and he just stood there letting Iruka kiss him, making no move to kiss him back.

"Kiss me back! I know you want to!" he pressed his mouth harder up against his, shiny tears trailed down his cheeks-he gave Kakashi a few more weak, desperate kisses, and then laid his head down in the crook of Kakashi's neck, and started to cry. "Why don't you want me? I don't understand, I want you to want me!" Kakashi eye was staring straight at the wall, as Iruka sobbed into his shoulder.

Iruka...

He moved his hands from Iruka's hair, and rested them in his hair-smoothing out the tangles-Iruka's cries had died down into sniffles. He was still gripping onto Kakashi's shoulder, like letting go would be the end of all things. Kakashi closed his eye, feeling his heart aching in his chest. He kissed Iruka's temple. Then as best he could laid Iruka down on the bed- "Go to sleep" he said softly, Iruka clutched his arm.

"I didn't mean what I said, I want you to stay-" Kakashi stared down at Iruka, and sighed. He laid his body down next to Iruka's, and Iruka wrapped his arms around Kakashi's waist like a small child, and rested his head up against his chest. Soon all Kakashi could hear was Iruka's soft breath, as it warmed his chest.

He ran his fingers threw Iruka's hair, and down his back-wondering how he was going to survive this, and wondering why he almost did take Iruka up on his offer.

TBC

Oh my-Poor Iruka, and yes Kakashi is a sort of semi jerk-being all mean to Iruka, but he's doing it to protect himself because he really is falling for Iruka whether he likes it or not!

blockofthewritingkind- I know I feel terrible! And do not worry, the long chapters are coming! Thanks!

snow877- Thanks! Thanks! And furthermore Thanks! Iruka is much too cute for his own good!