A Thousand Miles Apart

Summary: The process of finding somebody is long and arduous; Iruka is determined to wait for that somebody to come to him, but sadly it isn't as easy as that. Iruka falls for his colleague and newly appointed team mate, Hatake Kakashi. But when they are forced to spend time together, he discovers dark secrets behind the man, secrets he could never have imagined.

Rating: M (for possible smut later on & bad language)

Warning: Yummy yaoi & Het couples

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor will I ever (Mutters, "Damn"), and no, I am not making any money out of this, ("Damn it")

Un-beta-ed but, if you're offering…

Prologue – The Hysteria begins

"Ahem…" Kakashi coughed again "Iruka-sensei?" He asked as he poked the snoring lump of flesh. It was one in the morning, Kakashi had just returned from a mission and had come to leave his mission report somewhere in the mission room, but he had not expected to find Iruka sprawled over the desk, practically unconscious. Kakashi was slightly annoyed, he had just come back from a week's travelling to the village hidden in the mist, and it hadn't been pretty. He was covered in blood, dirt, stab wounds and bruises, not exactly comfortable. He turned to lave but couldn't, injuries forgotten; he decided to do the right thing, to take Iruka back to his own home. Kakashi picked up the younger man bridal style, and left the room as he had found it, his bloodstained mission report forgotten.

As Kakashi leaped across the rooftops rather clumsily, he remembered; 'I have no idea where Iruka lives' he thought, 'should I ask somebody? Tsunade? Ank..No, they'd think you were going to rape him, or something similar, you may be a pervert but you're no rapist, but he is handsome, just look at the way...' Kakashi trailed off this thought before the situation became even more awkward and began thinking about where he would leave the younger shinobi 'I guess I could just take him to my place, but I don't know, i'm not really comfortable with that... Ah goddamnit what do i do? Why have i gone to all this trouble to help this pathetic chunin who only argues with my judgement!?'

Kakashi sighed, the man in his armed squirmed, trying to bury his head into Kakashi, who was so surprised by this movement he nearly lost his footing on the rooftop, sighing once more he jumped down to the ground, Iruka still in his arms, climbing up the stairs in his own apartment seemed to be easier said than done, when the two finally reached the top of the stairs Kakashi left Iruka outside whilst attempting to disable all the traps he'd set before he left.

Turning a light on in his front room he could see all that he left behind, but didn't miss, Kakashi was wealthy for a jounin, simply because he went on so many missions. Hearing a muffled noise outside Kakashi whispered something inauditable under his breath, going back to pick the troublesome chunin up. 'Still sleeping?' he thought 'hurry up and wake up already!' Trudging through his home he crossed the living room to his bedroom, after all, it wasn't fair to put the poor chunin on the sofa. As he opened the door, and turned on the light, he looked down at the sleeping man's face,'never noticed it before tonight, but he's actually pretty good looking, in fact, he's. He's beautiful and he looks so peaceful sleeping like... Damn it Hatake! Wake up, this is the same chunin that challanged you! He dared to do that! But he was right, look what Sasuke did, he was right...' Kakashi looked in wonder at the small man 'nobody, nobody ever has made me contradict myself like that, what is it about you?'

Kakashi undressed him, clumsily down to his underwear, making the situation in his head spiral out of control; he then placed the man carefully in his bed, and began the search for a spare blanket for himself, he checked almost every cupboard in the house before giving up and wandering to his sofa, he sat down, wondering if he should go and try to wake the chunin up, after all, it had been years since anybody had been in his apartment, never mind sleeping in his own bed. 'Goddamnit, why does that guy make me so nervy and restless!? Why is he so special?' Knowing he wouldn't get any sleep, Kakashi slunk into the bathroom for a shower...

DUN DUN DUUUUN! Its the shower of death of course!

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Ps. I just discovered this fic on my computer, no ideas where i'm going with it. Should I continue