AN/ ok, so here is the next chapter, I hope I caught all the mistakes, but you never know. I want this be a Kakairu, MizuIru and maybe SasuNaru fic. Please be patient with me as I try to figure this out. Thanks and enjoy this chapter.
Chapter 2: A Horrible mistake
Iruka moved quickly through the darkling streets, he had wanted to reach his apartment before sunset but by the swift changing colors in the sky, it was obvious that he would fail to do so.
Quickly looking towards the last bit of light in the sky, Iruka could just see the tip of the sun as it set behind the Hokage Mountain. In moments the street he was walking though darkened, elongating the already heavy shadows ,sending a shiver up his spine.
Iruka slightly cursed at himself, he had taken far too long getting home. He was in a hurry to get home to prepare for tomorrow's mission.
This mission was more then a job to him, he had something to prove, to himself and one other. He wanted so desperately to do well.
Before he knew it though, he found himself at his front door searching for his key. His boyfriend always made fun of his habit of locking up after he left. In a village full of ninjas, if some wanted to break into an apartment, it would take a lot more then a locked door to stop them. Iruka however, would always responded with the same answer every time, "Well better safe then sorry".
The memory of his boyfriend, sent a smile over is face. He regretted the way he had left things that morning and only wanted now to be able to say sorry. The look on Kakashi's face flashed through his mind. A small pain ran though his chest, at the image of his lovers saddened face. He promised to make this up to the sliver haired Jounin the next moment they saw each other, no matter what.
Iruka slid the key in the lock and quietly let himself in; letting the heavy pack he was carrying slide off his shoulder.
As iruka stepped into the apartment he couldn't help notice the feeling of emptiness coming form the space in surrounding him.
He gently lifted his forehead protector off his head placing it safely on the small table by the door.
"Hamm…. Seems almost to quiet with out him here".
His eyes surveyed the room, taking in the various tasks he would have to finish before he went to bed. The room was of medium size, large if it was just for one person. There was a small table in one coroner, accompanied by two small chairs and a bookshelf. The wall beside it held a mosaic of picture frames, each filled with various people; students, friends, other senseis and most importantly family pictures of his mother and father. Beside the photos was the hall way leading to the bedroom and small bathroom. The last wall was more of a half wall, exposing part of the kitchen to the living room and in Iruka's opinion, making the small living room seem bigger.
As his eyes glanced over the room he was still standing, a small orange object lying across the coffee table caught his attention. As he came closer to the object, a smile began widened across his face with affection.
"The Baka, he left one of his dirty books here, out in the open. What if I had brought some one home with me, Hn…. Hehehehehe" a soft laugh slipping though his lips.
"I hope he'll be ok with out it for a few days" Iruka gently picked up the book and placed it safely on the bookshelf in the corner, taking in some joy at the thought that he had a small part of Kakashi with him now.
"Right, now to get to work! I need to clean the bathroom and the kitc………"
Iruka quickly cut himself off, as the once unnoticed chakra was now just becoming unavoidably obvious. The evil aura of the chakra was hitting him in waves, he could hardly believe that it had gotten so close with out him noticing sooner, a jolt of anger and embarrassment surged though him.
/How could I be so stupid?/ Iruka thought as he slightly took out a kunai from his leg pack as he settled into a defensive position. Just then he herd it, the cold familiar voice of a mistake from his past.
"My, my Ru-Ru is that any way to treat a friend?" The voice seemed to suddenly come from every point in the small room, making Iruka desperately move his head and eyes all a round the room, searching for the source.
"Hahahahaha.. same old Ru-Ru, letting your emotions gets the better of you. But I guess some things never change, isn't that right my little Dolphin."
The breath in Iruka's chest suddenly froze at the mention of his very private nickname, the nickname that only one person ever called him.
"Mizuki?" The name coming out in harsh and shaking tone.
"Whaaat…are you doing here? Uhhhhh ... H-How did you get here and…Ho--how do you know that name?" His voice finally gaining some power and strength. His eyes and mind still desperately searching for the source of the voice.
"Tut..tut..tut..tut Ru-Ru haven't I taught you anything. You never engage the enemy, unless you've done your homework." An evil laugh filled the room as the felling of hot breath slipped down Iruka's neck.
Before Iruka could move an inch, a hand shiftily came from behind grabbing the kunai out of his hand and pinning him to the wall. Iruka could feel the heat of the other man's body against is back as it held him to the wall.
"Now, now Ru-Ru, you won't be needing that little toy" Mizuki playfully tossed the weapon across the floor, letting it slide to rest under the table.
"Hehe, that's better. Now we can have some REAL fun" A sly smirk spread across the ex-nin's face as a gloved hand began to grope the curved ass of the pinned ninja's back.
Iruka winced at the unwanted touch wanting to do nothing more then to smack his ex friend right in the face. He was thankful when the groping stopped and he once again heard the cold chilling voice of the criminal ninja. He didn't notice before that he had shut his eyes and was now just opening them. A shimmer of moister was spread across his eyes, gathering at the corners. He was fighting back the on slot of tears that were gathering in his eyes from all the emotions running though him.
"Now Iruka don't start crying, I want to have some fun before I break you. Plus I still have to get my hands on that little runt of yours, if you cry now you won't have any tears left for when I kill him in front of you". Mizuki let his wet tongue glide up the smaller man's neck, stopping at the hair line to breathe in the unique sent he had so longed to be near for months. Letting out a heavy sigh, Mizuki stated in a breathy tone "Naruto will defiantly pay for what he did"
Iruka's eye widened in horror as he herd the familiar name of his favorite student. It was then that Iruka realized what Mizuki's reason for being there was about; he wanted revenge on him and Naruto! And by the evil glint he felt in Mizuki's eyes, he wasn't just going to kill them, he wanted them to suffer.
"uhhhh.. NO.. NO! Mizuki, leave Naruto out of this! This between you and me, please don…AHHHH." Iruka's voice was almost a scream as he plead with Mizuki to leave Naruto alone, only to be quickly slighted as sharp pain shoot from his arm as Mizuki yanked it painfully up ward.
"Shhhhh Ru-Ru, if you going to be so loud, where, just going to have to take this little reunion some where else." And with that Iruka's head exploded with pain as a hard object collided with it sending him into a world of darkness. In his last moments of fogging thoughts, Iruka realized that no one would noticed him missing for a few days, since he was to be on a mission. He couldn't stop the growing fear inside, the fear of not being found; of not being able to help Naruto and mostly the fear of thinking he would never see Kakashi again. The last thing he could remember was the faint laughter of Mizuki and a dimming image of his lover.
Ok so there you go. Sorry again for the misspelling an all that stuff. I try to read through it before I post but I always seem to miss stuff. So yeah I have the next two chapters done, I just need to type them up. Expect them in a few days. Thanks again for reading.
Chapter 3: Realization.