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Chapter Seven: What your daddy does

Behold the bravest moment of my life.

I walked up to Sasuke despite the fact that he was surrounded by his friends and said "I forgive you.'' He seemed just as surprised as I was about it, and decided to walk with me to class, ditching his little Sakura included group. I've never had a guy friend of mine walk me to class when they didn't have the same class before?Sometimes Ino does but that's a bit differrent.I chose to ignore the weirdness considering that even speaking words to each other qualified as weirdness in our case.

Slightly awkward, but it could have been worse. At least he's not slamming me into the wall, or locker, or water fountain; man he's not that creative is he.

"Can we hang out a little after school and talk?" Sasuke asked me, his voice was surprisingly smooth for a guy who looked a little bit nervous. Ha, Sasuke Uchiha nervous! What a sight. Shikamaru's advice was turning out very well!

"Sure, just don't make it a date." I commented, his eyes widened a bit and he gave me a puzzled look as I walked into the classroom with a shrug, "See ya weirdo."

Ah, man I just used the word weirdo, takes the fun out that moment for me just a little bit.

We met after school, just me and him, and we talked about everything there was to talk about. I discovered that we have a lot in common, though Sasuke defiantly has it worse. Turns out he's just as orphaned as I am, but his parents were murdered shortly before the start of middle school so he got to really know them better than I got to know my parents.

We were working, occasionally fighting, but working enough and even though I was slightly still frustrated with our past and still don't have all the answers that I wanted, I was willing to put it behind me. Also Kiba pointed out a suprising teasing statement that my new hot looks had the Uchia drooling like a dog in heat. I ignored his teasing, though the thought did linger in my mind for a few seconds before I remembered that there was no way in hell that would ever happen.

But in the mists of all those happenings, I completely forgot Ino's warning about Sakura, and it came back to bite me in the ass. Hard.

A random kid who I have never spoken to walked up to me at lunch, it was just Shikamaru and Choji with me today since Kiba was off joining his other group of friends for the day. He was trying to hold back laughter, a piece of paper in his hands as he approached; we all stared at him in wonder.

"What do you want?" I asked since no one else was talking and I was getting impatient. The guy held out the paper, cracking up harder as I unfolded the slip. It was a picture for Hardy's Strip Joint, advertising women, and men, to come and join in on all the fun their male strippers were having. Next to the information which took up most of the page was Iruka dancing in nothing but cowboy boots and some very short-shorts.

I stared at the image, the guy's laughter fading. If these were distributed through-out the school then everyone would know the significance, and those who didn't would be told. Because Iruka is maternal in almost every way imaginable, especially lately, he had taken to coming on every special field trip planned. So on rare occasions people in my school have come to know him very well, especially since he's the parent who provides the good food for the rare party events.

I'm amazed that his efforts did nothing to peak my popularity.

But the point is; everyone knows now.

Kiba snatched the paper out of my hands, standing behind me glaring at the image burning up at him. The idiot was still standing there cracking up; I wonder if everyone in this place is getting high. Kiba turned his burning gaze on the idiot, growling as he pulled the guy to his face by the neck of his shirt. "Get the fuck out of here before I shove my foot so fucking far up your ass you shit backwards for the rest of your life."

He released the stunned idiot who turned away and walked off in the oppisite direction to a whole separate table. Neither one of my friends said a word as Kiba ripped up the paper and took a seat with the rest of us. Even though I knew they didn't care, the fact that they knew caused me to burn with anger because there are just some parts in life people have a right to keep secret.

Ignoring Kiba's objections I headed for the bathroom deciding to mulitask empting my blatter and avoiding any attempts of comfort if they were offered. I was not ashamed about Iruka, I was not angry at Iruka, I was not concerned with my social status. Hell, if anything I had something to brag about, because he was sexy as hell! No, I was just pissed because everyone has to always judge. I knew that Iruka enjoyed his time here at school with me, and I wanted nothing to interfere with that. So it became a secret.

Now what are we going to do?

Sasuke randomly popped in my head, I wonder if he's sitting at his table right now, looking at the picture and laughing along with the rest of his friends. Unlike Kiba who rushed over to my table. Ugh, why am I thinking about that bastard right now? I need to get him out of my head.

A guy was coming out of the bathroom just as I started to get near it, he noticed me and stood right in front of the doorway. "Hey stripper boy, I'll give you fifty for a lap dance."

I glared, bawling my hands into fists trying to resist the urge to cause bodily harm. I opened my mouth, but my words were drowned out by the sound of anothers voice. "Go fuck yourself."

Now I have Sasuke's pity, that's just freaking great, everything I wanted. The guy stared at Sasuke who was standing behind me before looking back at me with a smug smirk and walking away. Sasuke tried to reach out for my shoulder, a rare touch I learned form our short time together, but I dodged it by walking forward and entering the bathroom. It would just be weird for him to follow and even weirder for him to wait for me outside. It seems like random assholes keep appearing, and I keep getting back up from people I thought were far away. Is that really just coincidence or did life just pop up out of bed this morning in anticipation of fucking around with me?

Sure enough when I walked back out the lunch area was clear and Sasuke was long gone with the rest of the population in class. I guess he figured it would be weird to wait for me to, and I kicked myself over holding out a little bit of hope that he would be there to comfort a new friend no matter how strange it looked.

I'm stupid. Nothing could be worse than the thoughts in my head, nothing could be worse than my lunch. Aware of that fact I headed to my class, hoping it wouldn't be hell.

But the next period was hell. To make matters worse Kakashi, our bright and shinny new principle this year, was subbing for my absent teacher. I noticed the stoned serious look his face and wondered if he was going to bother me after class about the outed secret. Clearly he was angry, growing more irritated by the minute as people continued to talk about Iruka and the stripper boy, a.k.a me. "Everyone have a seat." He said it quietly, but his tone was clear.

Kakashi-sensi was not joining in on any reindeer games today.

I took my seat, feeling eyes on my from all over the room as Kakashi started to get the class running by passing out work sheets. He barely arrived to my row when there was a light tap at the door, which cracked open not soon after revealing a girl who probably worked as an office aid.

"Naruto Uzumaki is needed in the office." The girl said, turning around and leaving as quickly as possible. No one in the room made any comment as I packed my things; I get the feeling that if they tried Kakashi would kill them. But in their eyes I could hear whispers of their thoughts. Some were ugly, others sympathetic, but I wanted nothing to do with any of them because there was only one thought really running through all of their heads. There goes the guy whose "dad" is a stripper.

The hallway was quiet, Shikamaru was sitting outside of his classroom,apparently in trouble with his head propped on the wall as he dozed but other than that not a soul was in sight. The second I turned the corner to the principal's office I could see the outline of a worried Iruka, I stood and watched him pace for a minute as his hands tried to figure out how they wanted to hide.

Two minutes passed before he became aware of my presence, he approached me with his eyes wide open and then stopped midway, dropping them to his sides. "Naruto, I…..I'm so sorry."

I shrugged, "For what? You didn't do anything wrong as far as I'm concerned." I said putting an arm around him and walking with him out the door. "Besides how much do we really make a week, like 5,000 dollars average? Its good money! I'm freaking proud of you, you really must have some good moves!''

Iruka always gets this look on his face when he's trying to figure out if my emotions are real or being faked because he's learned to watch out for that with me, and that's the look he's wearing now. I kept smiling to reassure him that I was being serious as I continued to drag him to the car; I released him and went to the passenger door while he unlocked the car. "Hey Iruka." I said suddenly, making him look up at me, I stuck my thumb up and smiled, "You should show me a few moves, ya'know! Put me through college…amongst other things…"

He should have been yelling at me, but when I winked he smiled…..well after the initial shock. "Get in the car Naruto!"

The flames of hell subsided with that smile.

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