Wow :O I sat down and wrote another chapter! I think I forgot to mention, this story and it's sequel, (And maybe the version from Sasuke's point of view, I don't know) Have to be completed by december 16th. This is my best friends birthday present :D :D She says she is not reading it until december, so it has to be complete by then :)

If you don't like KakaIru, Ignore it please :D It will probably continue to come up, but only in mentioning. There will be very little interaction that I write ;) I might do a KakaIru story someday.

I felt sick to my stomach and ashamed. That was most of the reason I couldn't fight back the tears as much as I wanted to.

I think I hadn't been held by Iruka since I was seven or eight years old. He just kept telling me to calm down, stop crying.

I knew why I was, but I couldn't stop. I wanted to, because it was pathetic.

The ashamed part came from the fact that I had one of those, 'just as bad as Sakura' feelings. I wasn't any better, other then the fact my affection wasn't public. Besides that, it was Sasuke.

Who was a guy.

The sick to my stomach feeling was partly from my desperation and partly from me not eating for nearly two days. Maybe that would help.

"'Ruka…" I sniffed. I hadn't spoken after my confession until now.

"Hm?" He still had his arms around me, and I was still standing up.

"I'm h-hungry." I managed. I couldn't say much else.

He rubbed my head softly. "Compose yourself, and we can discuss this over ramen."

After I had stopped and my face had lost it's redness, Iruka and I were sitting in Ichiraku, waiting for bowls of ramen. It was empty besides us. Strange, Iruka had the day off today, so the kids must have as well. Yet, no one else was here.

"Tell me everything," He began, his voice still filled with worry and concern.

"I love him, Iruka. I can't think of any other word to describe my feelings." I answered.

The ramen came, and I instantly stopped to eat some. Iruka did to. It felt amazing on my stomach, even if it wasn't exactly empty. At least, it was empty of food.

"Why do you love him?" It wasn't an accusation, he really sounded sincere. "Sasuke isn't exactly…open. The way I've seen him, he's cold and cruel." First, why do you stare? Now, why do you love?

"The rest of the world sees Sasuke Uchiha." I answered. He looked at me quizzically for a moment. "I see Sasuke. Just Sasuke."

"You see what's inside. Not outside." Iruka responded. It wasn't a question.

"Sasuke is cold to the world around him because that's who he is. I think…He doesn't want people to see who he is inside, how he really feels, or acts. But…" I started. I thought everything as I said it. I said what came to mind in the moment. "I feel like I know what's inside. Like, he shows me. I love him, not because he shows off, and he's a jerk…" Even though I actually didn't care about that. "But because, He understands me, and I understand him. We've been through a lot. He's really calm, and quiet. He's smart and inside, he really does care. He saved me like that."

I really hoped Iruka didn't mind me practically talking to myself.

"I always want to help him. He's lost and broken, and all he wants is revenge. Not to mention…" I trailed off. I decided not to say it.

"What?" Iruka asked, noticing my hesitation.

"Nothing." I shook my head.

"Come on, tell me." He smiled slightly.

I swallowed the ramen in my mouth. "He's gorgeous."

He chuckled. "Well, I guess I understand. What are you going to do now?" We both slurped up more ramen.

"I don't know. What should I do?" I seriously didn't know. Oh wait, no. He was going to suggest…

"Tell him the truth." He smiled broadly at me.

"NO!" I answered immediately. "I can't tell him the truth! What if he thinks I'm a freak, and he hates me!?" I asked, appalled that he would even suggest that.

He laughed. "Well, that's true. But can you keep it a secret forever?"

I sighed. "No, probably not. Iruka?"

He swallowed some more ramen. "Hm?"

"Thanks, Iruka. I love you." I smiled. "Thanks for putting up with me."

He tousled my blonde hair. "Not at all." He smiled.

"So…You are here."

We both jumped and looked up. Kakashi stood before us, smiling and rubbing the back of his head. "Sorry…"

"Kakashi!" I exclaimed, blushing. "How long have you been here!?"

"Long enough, Naruto." He answered calmly.

I blushed harder. "Don't tell. Please don't say anything…" I begged, trailing off.

"Relax, I won't." He smiled at my embarrassment. "Iruka, do you mind if I talk to you alone?" He asked.

"Sure thing." He turned to me. "Why don't you go see Sasuke?" He smirked. He would probably tease me with that for life.

"Sure." I grumbled. "Thanks for the ramen." I walked out.

"Don't say it." Iruka challenged.

"I have to." He answered. "They're totally clueless. All we have to do is…"

"No." He interrupted. "They have to find out on their own."

Kakashi sighed. "But-"

"It takes away the magic if you just tell them. It will make it all the better if one of them confesses." Iruka said, shaking his head.

"So…It's better for love, if one confesses." He was quieter, obviously not referring to Sasuke and Naruto anymore.

Iruka turned his head. "If someone tells you, there's no point in confession. That's what makes everything worth it." He hadn't caught on.

Kakashi came closer. "So, better if someone confesses." Iruka turned back around, wondering why he kept saying that.

"Go away, Kakashi." Iruka shook his head and paid for the ramen, then stood up.

"Hey, Wait-!" He tried.

"Don't say that, either."

Well...The next chapter will have more Sasuke/Naruto interaction. I guess you could call this a filler chapter XD