Well the last chapter is here *begins crying*
Anyways, I actually wanted to explain my idea for this story. About two-three years ago, a boyfriend of mine got drunk and cheated at a party. A few days later, he eventually cracked under the pressure and told me, and I broke it off with him. He tried apologizing, but I told him never to speak to me again. He moved to another school for a year, got a girlfriend but broke up with her, and ended up returning back to mine. Well a few friends of mine wanted us to get back together since they thought he was a really good guy who just made a dumb mistake, and they finally forced him to talk to me two moths later. He said he was sorry and that everyday without me was hell, and gave me a ring (a really expensive one at that), but I was still mad and gave him back the ring. Thanks to the threats of a certain friend, we started talking, but to this day, I still haven't forgiven him. So in a sense, this story is like what happened- er what is happening to me haha.
Secondly, I wanted to thank all of you for reading my story. You don't know how much it meant to me. This chapter was actually going to be three separate ones, by the way, but I decided to just go out with a bang haha. So to Hacaili, it may not be five chapters in one, but it's darn close :D
Thirdly, Merry Christmas!
XxSesshomaruandRinxX: Well they confront today, but I don't know if Iruka will be happy about it muahaha :3
CoriGray333: I would probably wait and see if Kakashi makes an attempt to work things out, then forgive him if he does haha, and thanks. You're welcome!
stockings: Yeah, I laughed a lot at that one. When I was typing it, I kept thinking "I can't believe I'm typing this"
chi-baka: I'm glad you got a kick out of it. Tachibana's a great comic relief lol
Hacaili: Haha you'll just have to read XD
A heart for you: Well your chants must have worked, because they're about to confront each other. But will it be good or bad? :)
Only-you: I actually planned to just leave that aspect alone haha
xoxShika-chanxox: I'm glad you liked them, and Merry Christmas to you too!
Tale: Thanks!
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"Kakashi," Denji stated firmly, grabbing the man's arm, "we're going right now."
"Quit it Denji!" Kakashi whined, sounding like a spoiled brat. "It's not the right time!"
"Kakashi quit making a scene!" the green haired male scolded sternly. "Everyone's looking at us."
"Well no shit Sherlock, it's because we're in the middle of the market. Besides, I was happily shopping, but you just had to come and ruin it."
"I'm trying to get your ass back on track, so come here," the smaller male commanded, violently pulling on the other's arm, successfully dragging the taller man behind him.
"I didn't even finish shopping!" Kakashi exclaimed, completely ignoring the staring faces around him, and the few sighs of awe from various young girls.
"It's too late to fight. We're already out of the store," Denji explained, snow falling gently onto his hat and face; watching as a scowl spread itself over the silver haired male's features. "Trust me, you'll thank me later when you and Iruka are back together, and you can finally pound him into the mattress."
"Denji!" Kakashi shouted, eyes widening in surprise. "How the hell can you say something like that?"
"Easily," the other replied. "Now are we going to get a move on, or will we be going to Iruka's house?"
"First of all, Iruka is staying at this one guy's house. I think his name is Ta... Tachiburu? No. Tachiwara? That doesn't sound right."
"Wait!" the short man interrupted. "Do you mean Tachibana?"
"Yeah, that's it," Kakashi said, snapping his fingers. "Do you know him?"
"Know him? We're actually kind of dating right now."
"And you didn't tell me this until now because?"
"Because I was too busy worrying about you and your shit-head mistakes," Denji replied flatly.
"Hmmm, good one. Well secondly, I'm going home. It's too fucking cold to do anything," Kakashi said, waving goodbye as he turned around to walk back towards his house, his shoes making a soft crunching sound as he stepped through the snow. "You can come too if you want. I have a few cans of beer in the fridge."
"Oh no you don't," Denji warned, running up to the other, grabbing his hand once again while tugging him in he direction of Tachibana's house. "If you were cold, you should have worn a scarf."
"You really are a persistent little midget, aren't you?" Kakashi teased, sighing in defeat.
"That's what I'm here for!"
"You can let go of my hand now."
"I don't trust you."
"You're smart."
"And you're dumb. Now that we've got that established, shut up and follow me."
"Yes ma'am," Kakashi bantered, receiving a sharp glare from the man in front.
"Ok... let's see," Denji said out loud to himself, "what was it again?"
"You forgot where his house was?"
"Nope, it's right over there," Denji stated, pointing to a large, regal house on top of a nearby hill, covered in a vast amount of snow. "It's actually really closer than it seems. We'll get there in a few steps, but I was actually trying to remember the code for the gate."
"A gate?" Kakashi asked in disbelief. "Is this guy rich? His house is so... big."
"Well he is a top notch chef."
"Do I really have to go? Can't it wait until tomorrow?" Kakashi queried, quickly changing the conversation, watching in slight fear as he approached the mansion-like house.
"Yes you really have to go," Denji answered tersely. "Shit Kakashi, it's been three months since you two talked, and it's Christmas Eve! Iruka at least deserves an explanation, but don't worry, I'll be right behind you to back you up. I'm not gonna let you take all of the blame," he reassured, stopping in front of the metal gate, releasing his grip on the other as he gingerly punched in the password. The gate beeped three times, before parting, opening up a short trail towards the waiter's door. Denji wrapped his hand around the other's wrist and pulled Kakashi behind him and up the hill, stopping once again when they reached the front door. "Ok, knock."
"I don't know how to do that," Kakashi lied, staring fearfully at the door in front of him. Denji pulled his pale hand up and slammed it a few times against the wooden door, causing the other to wince in slight pain. "You little fucker," Kakashi seethed between clenched teeth.
"Bite me," Denji hissed.
"Oh, you just wait until this is over."
"What are you gonna do? Insult me to death and- why hello," Denji greeted, once he saw a young man with a ponytail open the door. "Hi, I'm Denji. You must be Iruka," Denji said, holding his hand out to shake the other's.
"Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you," Iruka said, shaking the green haired man's hand, not noticing the pale figure standing beside him. "Oh! You must be the same Denji that Tachibana always talks about. He's absolutely crazy about you, haha. Come in come in!" Iruka said, motioning his hands for the man to enter, but froze when he saw Kakashi standing beside him. "I'm sorry, no dogs allowed," the tanned man seethed, glaring daggers at the pale man.
"Iruka, please," Kakashi begged, but was interrupted by a hand covering his mouth.
"Shut up," Denji demanded, causing the pale man to nod in slight shock. "Good. Iruka, Kakashi here wants to explain himself to you. I also have a few parts to add to his story, so may we please come in?"
"S-sure," Iruka stuttered out, averting his gaze from Kakashi's. The two stepped inside and seated themselves in the living room, Kakashi sitting next to Denji, while Iruka sat across from them. "Would you like some tea?"
"No thanks," Denji replied. "Iruka, before anything else is said, I would like to explain myself. I'm the one that Kakashi slept with."
"You... you're the one that he slept with?" Iruka repeated to no one in particular, refusing to believe a word he had just heard.
"Iruka, I know that that part of my explanation was straightforward, but I wanted to say that, so that no confusion would occur when I go into further delineation," Denji explained quietly, as if not to frighten the tanned man. Kakashi stared at the green haired man sitting beside him, not knowing whether to run, cry, yell, or be confused at the string of intelligible words that came out of the shorter's mouth. "Are you ready for my side of the explanation?" Iruka nodded slowly. "Ok. We had just stopped at an island to relax and pick up a few necessary food items and weapon supplies for the ship, when I spotted a bar and sort of dragged Kakashi in there with me to get drunk, against his will," Denji blatantly lied, not batting an eyelash as he completely ignored how Kakashi was injured and that it was the silver haired male's wish to get drunk. "We stayed there for a while, and had a few drinks too many. Not wanting to cause a scene in the middle of the street, since Kakashi looked as if he were about to pass out, I dragged him to the nearest hotel and rented a room. They only had one room with a single bed, so we had to take that. I honestly don't know what got over me, but I decided to take advantage of him at that opportunity, but even in the midst of that, Kakashi kept trying to point out that you two were engaged- but in drunken slur of course. I steered his thoughts away from that and managed to... well you know. The next morning, I woke up to see him just sitting there, eyes red and face emotionless. I asked him what was wrong, and that's when I remembered everything. He told me that he had not slept for most of the night, and that he needed some time to think, so I left him alone fro the rest of the stay. A little less than a month later, when we were on the ship, I apologized thoroughly to him, and he accepted, although he was a little cautious of me. You have no idea how long it took to win his trust back, and even now I don't have one hundred percent of it," Denji finally finished, praying that the other would remember the story in case Iruka asked any questions.
"So... you took advantage of him?" Iruka asked, glancing between the two across from him with weary eyes.
"Yes, and I'm so sorry. The truth is, I had always liked him from way back when, but I got over it eventually, or so I thought. He had mentioned to me on the first day about you- well he gushed about you, is the right phrase, and I was honestly and truly happy for him. My emotions weren't of jealousy or malice- or anything. I guess the alcohol just brought up a few unconscious feelings, and when mixed with poor judgment, led to that mistake. Iruka, this whole incident was my fault," the shorter male explained, glancing sideways at Kakashi, who was merely staring at him.
'Did all of that really happen?' Kakashi asked himself. 'Shit, I remember waking up in the middle of the night, but did Denji really take advantage of me. Why can't I remember?'
Iruka just stared at Denji for a while, before closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose and asking, "So you're the one who wrecked our relationship? Granted, Kakashi should have probably had better sense than to get shit drunk, but you're the primary reason fo all of this?"
"Yes," Denji whispered, glancing at Kakashi.
"He does that when he's trying to suppress his anger," Kakashi explained to Denji, who shrunk back into the sofa a little bit, trying to protect himself from a sudden outburst.
"I can't believe-" Iruka started, but was interrupted by a loud, clicking sound.
The front door slowly opened, and in came waltzing in a tall, young, blonde man, wearing a chef's hat- eyes closed as he hummed happily.
"Iruka," Tachibana called out in a sing-song voice, "I'm home!"
"Tachibana," Iruka said calmly, "we have company."
"Company?" the blonde asked, opening his eyes as he glanced around the living room. "Kakashi? And Denji?"
"Hey, Tachi," Denji greeted meekly, waving a small hello. "Kakashi, don't be rude. Say hi."
"Hi," Kakashi said in a monotone voice, eyes not leaving Iruka.
"Um, is this a bad time?" Tachibana asked shyly, taking off his hat and placing it on a nearby table. "I could always leave..."
"Wait!" Kakashi suddenly exclaimed, startling the other three. "You're the Tachibana that he's dating?" Kakashi questioned, pointing at Denji. "Wow, it's nice to finally meet you."
"Still slow as ever," Iruka mumbled under his breath, trying desperately to suppress a small smile.
Denji caught the slight upward quiver of the tanned man's lips and immediately leapt up and off of his seat,
"I think it would be best if Tachibana and I leave, and leave you two to talk things through, ne Tachi?" Denji asked, walking over to stand besides the waiter.
"Huh?" Tachibana repeated, earning a jab in the side from the smaller male. "I mean yea."
"Besides, it would give me and Tachi some time together to have a little talk ourselves," Denji finished, winking at the blonde so that he would catch onto the act.
"Yea, we have a lot of unfinished business to attend to, so I'll se you later Iruka. Good-bye, Kakashi," Tachibana said, opening the front door and walking out, Denji trailing close behind.
The door shut with a soft thud, leaving Kakashi and Iruka alone in the house.
"Ok, what exactly is going on?" Tachibana asked Denji, as the younger male leaned his ear against the door.
"Kakashi is trying to explain himself to Iruka, so that they can eventually kiss and make up," Denji whispered hurriedly, leaning in closer to hear any movement or conversation that might occur. "I don't think they're doing anything."
"They probably realize that a little someone is busy trying to eavesdrop," the waiter scolded, walking over to the crouching man and pulling him away from his door with one hand. "Come on, we should give them some space."
"But Tachi," the green haired male whined, sulking.
Tachibana released his grip on the other and watched as he stood up, crossing his arms while sulking even further.
"Come on, baby, you know I hate it when you make that face, but we really do need to give them some privacy so they can work things out. Besides, I would rather hear something a million times better," the blonde cooed, pulling the other close to him so that he could whisper in his ear.
"W-what's that?" Denji shyly asked, blushing furiously at the closeness.
"The sounds you make when I'm inside you," Tachibana purred, gently nibbling on the delicate ear in front of him.
"I-I... why don't we go somewhere more private?"
The two males stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, each not averting their gaze from the other. Time seemed to freeze, and the only sound that could be heard was the slow and uneasy breathing, and frenzied heart beats of the two.
"Kakashi," Iruka finally said, breaking the eerie silence, "is what all he said true?"
"Yes, Iruka," Kakashi replied, deciding to trust Denji's story after he himself could not remember the exact details of what had happened.
"But why did you make it sound like you were the one at fault when you confessed months ago?"
"If I said I got taken advantage of, I would have sounded utterly pathetic and stupid. I also couldn't stand to wait any longer to tell you, because the thought was nagging at me constantly. I did plan to explain further, but you kind of left," Kakashi stated, whispering the last sentence.
"Oh..."
"Iruka, you know I love you so much. Everyday without you has been like a living hell. I wanted to approach you so many times, but could never find the courage to, for fear of you rejecting me again. Iruka, I can't stand to lose someone dear to me, not again."
Iruka sighed softly and placed his elbow on the armrest of the chair, propping his head against his hand as he said, "Kakashi, what will I do with you?"
"Love me, feed me, and never leave me?" Kakashi answered with a hint of a playful tone, trying to coax the other into a lighter mood.
Iruka let a soft chuckle escape his lips, before quickly clasping his free hand across his mouth.
"Oh, who am I kidding?" he asked to no one in particular, removing his hand from his mouth. "I don't know if it's the lack of sleep talking for me or what, but I do admit that I sort of missed your humor."
"Sort of?" Kakashi queried sadly. "I guess it's a start."
"Come here," Iruka beckoned, patting the empty seat on the sofa next to him. Kakashi followed like an obedient dog and sat beside the other man, holding his breath as tanned hands wrapped around him in a warm hug. "I missed you," Iruka confessed, chuckling softly when the pale man finally let out his held breath and hugged him back, scooping him into his lap. "You and your never ending strength." Kakashi nuzzled the tanned neck in front of him, sighing in content at the current situation. "Just promise me one thing," Iruka pleaded.
"What is it?"
"Promise me you won't do it again, ok?"
"Trust me Iruka, it will never happen again. I never plan on getting that wasted... ever."
Iruka hummed happily as he leaned his head against the other's and thread his fingers through messy, silver hair.
"Good," he breathed out happily.
"So when are you gonna..." Kakashi began, but trailed of in slight fear.
"Gonna what? Move back?" Kakashi nodded his head slowly, causing the other's to move along too. "If it's not a problem with you, as soon as possible."
The older male smiled from ear to ear, finally feeling complete once again.
"Why don't you spend tonight with me, and then we'll get all of your belongings tomorrow." Iruka nodded ok. "By the way, where's Sango?" Upon hearing her name, the dog rushed out of a distant room in the back of the house and leapt up onto the chair next to Kakashi, immediately licking the man. "Ok, ok girl, it's great to see you too, haha." After Sango properly greeted the muscular man, she returned to her room, giving a few joyous barks before quieting down once again. "Nice to see that she's still as lazy as ever," Kakashi mused. "Why don't we go back to my house?" Kakashi offered, scooping the smaller male into his arms as he stood up and began walking towards the door.
"Kakashi!" Iruka yelled, kicking his feet slightly. "I can walk perfectly!"
"Haha, I know, but I missed doing this. Come here, Sango" the man beckoned, opening the door, letting Sango out as he followed close behind. He shut the door behind him and the three made their way back to Kakashi's house- finally able to complete their family once again.
"I still can't believe you carried me all the way here," Iruka laughed out, laughing even harder when Kakashi placed him onto their bed. The pale ninja crawled on top of him, steadying himself on his hands so he just hovered over the smaller male, as he rested his forehead against Iruka's. "I see you're still wearing that eye patch, haha."
"It still hurts to keep that eye open for too long, and besides, it make me look sexy and manly," Kakashi countered.
"It makes you look like a pirate."
"A sexy pirate."
"And you stopped hiding your face?"
"Iruka, everyone knows that my face- well my entire body and soul, belongs to you... and if they don't, I won't hesitate to tell them plainly that I'm happily taken."
"You know, I never threw away my ring. I always made sure I kept it with me," Iruka confessed, glancing away from the other man.
Kakashi leaned down to kiss his cheek, but stopped halfway, unsure whether or not the tanned man would allow him to do so.
'He let me carry him,' the pale man thought, 'so why wouldn't he-'
Iruka surprised Kakashi when he leaned up and kissed him fully on the lips, stilling all of the other's thoughts. Kakashi's heart beat rapidly as delicate lips gently moved against his own in a soft, chaste, yet loving kiss. Iruka pulled away and looked up at the man, giving a small smile.
"You think too much," the tanned man commented, cupping a strong chin with his hand.
"I've been accused of that so many times," Kakashi chuckled. "I'm glad you kept it. I was worried."
"I'm glad I kept it too. I just couldn't part with it, since it meant so much to me," Iruka said, a tear escaping his eye.
Kakashi kissed it away and wiped his love's eye with his thumb.
"Do you think Tachi... whatever is going to worry about you?" Kakashi suddenly asked.
"Tachibana? No, he shouldn't," Iruka responded after pondering the question for a while, running his thumb across the other's jaw line. "And if he does, well, too bad. I'm with you now, and that's all that matters."
Kakashi hummed softly in satisfaction, nuzzling the crook of the slender neck below him, and whispered, "I love you so much, you know that?"
"Prove it," Iruka answered, a hint of playfulness in his voice.
"What?" Kakashi asked, lifting his head up to gaze into un-wavering chocolate orbs.
"I want you to show me how much you love me," the smaller man whispered, a soft blush creeping over his cheeks.
Kakashi leaned down and kissed the heated cheek, before moving lower to nibble against the soft flesh of the other's neck.
"Wait," Iruka breathed out, watching silently as the silver haired male raised his head up. Tanned fingers delicately reached out and removed the eye patch, leaning over to place it on the nightstand before returning to his position. "There, that's better."
Kakashi leaned down once again and bit down gently on a sensitive spot on his love's neck, causing the man below to whimper softly. He licked the spot a few times before giving a sharp bite, startling the other and causing him to scream out in slight pain.
"Good," Kakashi said, staring in satisfaction at the mark he made. "Now everyone will know you're mine."
"Kakashi," Iruka panted out, eyes glazed over in love and lust, "I want you now."
Kakashi gulped lightly before thinking, 'Shit, this is just like the dream.'
He removed the other's burgundy sweater and tossed it onto the ground, marveling at the expanse of flesh before him when he was done.
"Damn, 'Ruru," Kakashi grunted out, "you're so beautiful." He reached up to pull the other's hair tie off and smiled when silky locks fell to frame the blushing face. "That's much, much better."
The pale man leaned down once again to take a dusky nipple into his mouth, rolling it teasingly between his lips, moving to the other when the first one became hardened. Once the two buds were to his standards, he flicked them with his tongue, blowing cool air on them when he was done, causing the younger to arch his back and thread his fingers through wild, silver hair.
"'Kashi," Iruka moaned out wantonly, "quit teasing... please..."
Kakashi smirked against the dark flesh before moving lower, leaving a trail of kisses as he went along. He stopped when he reached his love's denim jeans. With a slight nudge, he lifted Iruka's hips with one hand as he slid the offending garment off with the other, groaning loudly at the sight before him.
"Someone's eager," he teased lovingly, tracing his finger lightly along the outline of the other's erection, causing the organ to twitch against the smooth material of the boxers.
"Why... are you still... dressed? Not fair," Iruka whined softly, struggling to form coherent words under Kakashi's teasing actions.
Kakashi stilled his actions and reached down to the hem of his black sweater, pulling it over his head and tossing it onto the floor to join the other clothes.
"Better?"
"Much."
Kakashi trailed his right hand down the other's chest, before slipping it into Iruka's boxers and grabbing hold of his length- kissing the man at the same time. Iruka arched his back and moaned into his love's mouth at the sensation of cool hands on his heated flesh. Kakashi moved his hand up and down the length slowly, eliciting soft mewls and moans. He slid his thumb against the leaking tip, removing his mouth from the other's only to transfer it to his neck. The pale man suddenly stopped, causing Iruka to whine and thrust his hips up in desperation.
"I don't want your boxers getting in the way," Kakashi explained, chuckling as Iruka nodded unconsciously. He pulled off the tanned man's boxers easily, also deciding to rid himself of his own remaining clothes. "Now I can see every little twitch of that beautiful cock," he cooed, wrapping his hand around the throbbing flesh once again as he sat back on his heels to take in the view.
"K-Kakashi," Iruka panted out, "what about you?"
"This is all about you my love," Kakashi purred out, leaning down to swiftly kiss swollen lips. "I want to prove to you how much I love you."
Iruka gasped out loud when the tip of his cock was teased, fingers tangling themselves into the sheet below.
"L-lube," he groaned out in need.
Kakashi reached over to the nightstand drawer and pulled out a small bottle, quickly coating two of his fingers with the slick substance before moving it to the tanned man's quivering entrance.
"Are you ready?"
"Yeah," Iruka said, spreading his legs a little wider to allow better access. Kakashi slowly inserted a finger, moving it around slowly inside the other until Iruka was ready for another. Once he felt that the smaller man was well prepared, he placed a generous amount of the substance onto his own aching length and aligned himself with Iruka's entrance, leaning over the other to capture his lips in a passion filled kiss. "Be gentle," Iruka begged, breaking away from the heated kiss and turning his head away in embarrassment. "I haven't... since you left."
Kakashi groaned softly and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll take it slow." He pushed himself slowly into the man below, stopping when he was buried all the way. "Iruka," he grunted out, closing his eyes tightly at the wonderful feeling of the younger's walls clamping down fiercely around his cock. "Fuck, 'Ruru, you're so tight."
"Nng 'Kashi," Iruka moaned out, mouth open in a silent cry, eyes screwed shut. "So big..." Kakashi bent down to further embrace the man, capturing his lips in a comforting kiss. Once he felt Iruka shift his hips experimentally, he began a slow pace, slowly thrusting in and out of the smaller body in search of the spot that would make the tanned man cry out in pleasure. "Ahh!" Iruka suddenly yelled, arching his back while digging his nails into the pale man's back, leaving red streaks behind. "There! Do it again, ah!"
Kakashi grunted a few times before speeding up his pace, angling his thrusts so that the tip of his length brushed against the other's pleasure spot.
"Iruka," the silver haired male said breathlessly, beginning to lose all rhythm as he felt a familiar sensation beginning to coil and build within his stomach.
"'Kashi," Iruka whimpered, "I'm... Nn!" Kakashi began to thrust further into Iruka, reaching in between them to pump the brown haired male's forgotten length. "Kakashi!" Iruka yelled, as he came, shaking at the pure intensity of the orgasm. Kakashi thrusted a few more times before he came, biting down on the other's neck as his body shook with his own orgasm. He sighed in content and pulled out, rolling over onto his back as he brought Iruka on top of him. "Wow..." Iruka whispered. "Wow."
"Haha, I'll take that as a compliment," Kakashi chuckled out, running his finger's through the exhausted man's hair. "I think the neighbors might have heard us, though."
"Then that means everything is back to normal," Iruka giggled, yawning as he snuggled further into the warm, muscular chest below.
Kakashi smiled out of pure bliss and stated, "This is a great end to Christmas Eve. You back in my arms- you back home."
"Wait," Iruka said, partly lifting his body up so that he could directly look at the other. "Today's Christmas Eve?"
"Haha, yeah. Lost track of time?"
"Oh man, oh man, I left all of my gifts at Tachi's place and- damn it! I didn't get you a gift!" Iruka panicked, trying to roll off of Kakashi so that he could dress. "I have to go to the store before it closes!"
Kakashi tightened his grasp on the writhing man and laughed.
"You're my Christmas present, 'Ruru," the pale man said, smiling affectionately at the other. "As long as I have you I don't need anything else."
"Kakashi, you baka," Iruka teasingly scolded, laying his head back down onto the other's chest.
"But I'm your idiot."
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Iruka laughed out, laughing even harder when the two dogs came rushing into their room and jumped onto the bed. "I guess they figured it was safe to come in now."
"Haha, hold on you two," Kakashi said, scooting himself up so that his back was propped up against the back board of the bed, dragging Iruka along, who slid off slightly to the side to allow the two dogs more space. The pale man pulled up the sheets to cover their lower halves, beckoning the two dogs to follow. Sango and Pakkun hurriedly crawled into the small space between the two males promptly fell asleep. "This is like a scene out of a movie."
"Yeah," Iruka agreed, giving a loud yawn. "You know Tachibana's going to figure everything out and tell everyone, right?"
"If he didn't, I would have."
"Haha. Merry Christmas 'Kashi. Oh! About our wedding," Iruka began with a small smirk, "I expect you to wear the dress."
"Do you know how weird I'd look? I don't have sexy curves like you," he explained, causing Iruka to blush slightly, "but our wedding will be whatever and however you'd like it to be."
"I love you," the tanned man yawned out, closing his eyes.
"I love you too. Merry Christmas Iruka," Kakashi said, closing his eyes to join the other in a blissful slumber.
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Thank you all for reading! I honestly had to do edit this chapter while watching comedy central so I wouldn't cry haha. Merry Christmas to all of you! And if you want a special story request, please let me know and I'll write it! :)