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An Entanglement of Odds
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Pairing: Kakashi x Iruka
(Hints of Lee x Sakura, Naruto x Sasuke, Hinata x Kiba, Ino x Shikamaru, Neji x Ten-ten)
Warning: Shounen ai
Summary: They were just two people who happened to be at the same place at the same time. They were simply two strangers who fell in love with each other, although neither would ever admit it. Then one day, fate tore them apart… IruKaka
Inspired by: a really sappy soap opera my parents watch and the plot bunny (it bit me really hard this time)
Please forgive my bad usages of Japanese terms; I don't speak the language so I have almost no idea how to use them.
Disclaimer: Naruto and anything related does not belong to me. Don't sue.
"talking" 'thinking'
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It's a big, big world
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Iruka Umino glanced nervously down at his plane ticket. He couldn't believe that he was going to Beijing, China. It was certainly going to be two months of new customs to explore. The wait to check in his luggage had already taken twenty minutes and the line was moving very slowly. Iruka-sensei sighed and shifted his grip on his suitcase. It wasn't too big; for all that he was going away to a new country for two months, because he didn't have a lot to pack.
His back ached for no apparent reason and his entire body was stiff. Iruka sighed once more and wondered just why he was going on a vacation. Yes, the Hokage did suggest it to be the best thing for him and who was to argue with her? It wasn't like he was going to be any less lonely in Beijing than Konoha.
Naruto, Sasuke, Hinata, Kiba, Ino and Shikamaru were all present to say good-bye to their former sensei. Hinata and Ino had brought flowers for Iruka, and although he had to leave them behind (you couldn't take flowers on a plane) he was warmed at the thought that they cared. Naruto, claiming that he would not let his sensei starve, had given Iruka a big pack of ramen, even though Sasuke rolled his eyes and muttered "idiot, what's he going to do with ramen?" Iruka thanked Naruto for his present and stuffed it into his suitcase. He said one last good-bye to his former students and as he was walking towards luggage check, he heard Naruto sniffing loudly, no doubt with tear filled eyes.
Now Iruka was greatly missing his small house in Konoha and Ichiraku where he and Naruto would eat ramen from time to time. He missed the Hokage, Anko, and even Ikibi. He missed anyone who resembled his home.
Iruka closed his eyes and waited for the line to move. It was going to be a long vacation.
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Iruka-sensei finds himself yet again staring helplessly at something. Things were hectic in the air port after the plane ride to Beijing. Everything was written in another language here, Chinese obviously. He was going to have a hard time adjusting if he could not read the language. A wave of panic was rising in his mind. Where was he going to go? 'The best thing to do right now', he decided, 'is to find a hotel to stay at for the next two months."
Iruka gulped nervously, where was he going to find a hotel in this giant mess of a city? There were people everywhere and it was so noisy. 'Not to mention hot,' Iruka thought slightly annoyed, 'the weather here is much more humid than Konoha's'
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Iruka Umino is moving quickly to the door of the room. Leering eyes were locked on him and the hairs on his neck were standing up. Another wave of panic washed over his mind and he could feel his heart racing. Everywhere, people were raking his body up and down with their peering eyes. He had no idea where he was, but he did know he wanted out and now! The smell of alcohol was heavy in this place and the blaring noise was almost unbearable. The light was dim, which only made Iruka move faster towards the door.
He accidentally bumped against a nearby table. A drink, probably a strong wine by its smell, spilt and the glass shattered when it hit the ground. The loud sound of glass shards against the hard floor immediately attracted everyone's attention. The buzz of conversation stopped as all eyes were turned towards him. Iruka's heart sped even faster. "Gomen," he muttered before making a fast escape to the door.
Unfortunately a muscular arm blocked his way and a gruff voice boomed in his ear. "where d'ya think your going?" Iruka of course could not understand this strange language and murmured another 'gomen'. He tried to walk around to arm but it just grabbed him on the arm. He was them yanked sideways and shoved into a wall. His suitcase made a thump as it landed on the floor and he was dimly aware of the small sound of whisperings washing over the room.
His back stung, but that was forgotten as a face was pushed up close against his own. He could smell strong wine in the man's breath and with a sinking heart, realized that he was deeply drunk. A fist was raised in view and Iruka's breath caught in his throat. He could easily fight this drunken brute, but he could sense this man had friends. The last time he wanted right now was to have an entire mob of drunken people chasing him around this overcrowded city.
Just as Iruka braced himself for the impact of the punch, another male voice rang out calling to the man that had pinned him against the wall. This other voice sounded sly and devious. Iruka was surprised that it sounded completely sober.
The hand that held him against the wall loosened its grip and Iruka slip towards the floor. "I am sorry if my friend has hurt you," the sly male voice said and a bony hand reached out to take hold of his arm. Iruka looked up at the speaker but could not see his face. It was hidden in shadow but in the dim light, he could see the outline of the face. A high nose, flat hair and crafty eyes sent Iruka's heart speeding faster. This man was danger, but Iruka did notice that he spoke Japanese, even if he did have a heavy accent.
"You are not hurt?" The man asked, a smirk stretching onto his face.
"N-no," Iruka sputtered, wanting desperately to run out of the room. He finally summed up the courage to say, quietly, "please tell you friend that I am sorry for knocking over his drink." Iruka did not like the way the smirk grew after he said this.
"Oh, I don't think he'll mind." The sly voiced man brought this mouth very close to Iruka's ear, "Well, as long as you entertain me." A low chuckle was heard as the man ran his tongue along Iruka's neck. The chestnut haired man gasped loudly and began to struggle, trying to break away from this lecherous man. The grip on his arm only tightened and he found himself smashed against the same wall.
Iruka braced himself for an attack, choosing to aim for the man's stomach which. He could at least slow down one of them before the rest comes after him. The man moved closer and closer, the smirk still on his face and his eyes flashing with anger. Iruka tensed for the attack….
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Kakashi Hatake watched silently as the chestnut haired newcomer raced towards the door. Maito Gai was slumped on the table near him, soundly asleep. 'Well, that's one more point for me,' Kakashi thought and sighed inwardly, the large amount of wine was beginning to catch up to him. He focused his eyes on the brown haired man as silence fell onto the room.
He watched as the newcomer was pushed against the wall and watched still as another man was trailing his tongue on the brown haired man's neck. Kakashi moved only when he sensed the brown haired man was getting ready to attack. He didn't know why, but he did not want harm to come to this person.
In a flash, he shoved the man with the bony hands out of the way, hearing him crash onto a table, grabbed hold of the brown haired man's hand and bolted. 'The suitcase would have to stay,' he decided, 'there isn't enough time to get it now.'
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Iruka could only feel the events happening around him, the movements were too quick for his eyes. He was aware of the man being yanked off him and another person grabbing hold of his hand. After the accident, he was wary of anyone in this place and tensed. But he was powerless as he was tugged along at a very fast speed.
The next thing Iruka knew was the humid Beijing air meeting his face and being pulled into an alleyway. A callused hand covered his mouth as the shadows fell over them. He could hear the heavy breathing of the man and feel the heaving of his chest. The sun has set and the night air was thick with heat.
A few seconds later, the sly man and the drunken person with the muscular arm rushed out. They were accompanied by four other people. Iruka could hear their shouts fading as they went further away. He shuddered to think of what he has been through and what could have happened.
The man released him and helped him to his feet. In the street light of the sidewalk, Iruka could see a mass of brilliant silver hair and a face half covered by a jet coloured mask. Iruka could see a coal bandana covering his rescuer's left eye as the other curved in an upside down 'U'.
Iruka was speechless, what could you say to someone who just rescued you from a possible….? He'd rather not get into the details right now. Luckily his rescuer spoke first, his voice sounding somewhat rough yet smooth at the same time. It was a pleasant sound to hear.
"So, I see you've gotten yourself into a lot of trouble."
"Yes," Iruka answered slightly surprised that the man knew how to speak Japanese, "thank-you for helping me, before…um"
"Hatake," he answered, "Kakashi."
"Hatake-son, thank-you very much, I don't know what I would have done if it hadn-"
Iruka was interrupted by Kakashi, "From the looks of it, you could've taken them. Where were you aiming for?"
Iruka could only gap at Kakashi, 'how did he know?'
Kakashi laughed suddenly, a small and awkward sound. He rubbed the back of his head and his visible eye curved in what seemed like a smile again, although his mask did not twitch.
Iruka finally noticed something was missing, "Where's my suitcase?" he muttered, more to himself than Hatake-son.
The visible eye curved once again as Kakashi answered, "Ah, you see about that…"
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This is the first chapter for my fanfic. Please review and even if it's a little boring I hope you enjoyed reading it.
As I said before, I want this fanfic to move very fast and so I might be rushing events a bit. The next chapter will come soon.
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