Fandom: Naruto

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Pairing: KakaIru of course!^^

Rating: PG-13 for now

Comments/Notes: yey!^^ this fic is the 1^st installment on the series im writing! O well, hope you enjoy this guys! Sorry if its bad, I wrote this in the middle of the night! Hihi^^ hope you standby for the next chapters, (and hopefully for a prologue!^^)! Arigatou!!! So here it:

Title: Chapter 1, LAST LOOK

‘Has it really been this long?’ Kakashi asks himself as he slowly walks towards the village gate, eyeing the road ahead. ‘Long time..’ The streets look the same; even the air smells the same, but there is just this different aura radiating in every street corner. The people, whom he just knew back then by their faces, and not by their names, can still recognize him, nodding at him unsurely. ‘Same faces, but little older’ Kakashi could see the uncertainty on their faces. ‘Maybe they’re wonderin’ where I’d gone,or why I’m still alive after all these years.. Not coming back here.. And why I’m back now..’ Kakashi could hear the rustle of leaves in his ears. ‘Humm.. even that sounds the same..’ Kakashi could feel all the eyes of the people in the village in him now. ‘Maybe it was a bad idea to go through the gate where everybody could see me.. I should have used the roofs.. Humm.. But I don’t look like I’m battle-weary; I still look the same neh? Why’s all the fuzz?’ Kakashi quickly jumps to a nearby roof, thinking of continuing his “walk back home” there. ‘It couldn’t not be this long.. It seems like everything changed..’ But really, 4 years, 8 months and 21 days aren’t that long…

‘Today, it has been 4 years, 8 months and 21 days’. Iruka slowly marks his calendar with a red pen. ‘Has it really been THAT long?’ Iruka asks himself as he lifts his mug, taking the last sip of coffee before going to school. ‘This day would be a very long day..’ But what the heck, every day was a long day for him, and he always feel too exhausted and drained after. He clumsily plays the red pen in his hands. ‘Maybe I should stop this, stop counting the days, as Kurenai-chan always suggests, but I just can’t help it..’ Iruka looks at his red pen and reluctantly eyes the trash bin. ‘This would be a long day..’ Iruka slams the door behind him, making all the red pens in the trash bin shake, as if struggling to get out. 

“Finally! Kakashi-kun!” Tsunade-sama eagerly claps her hands, and eyes the jounin in between signing mission reports.

“Nah, Hokage-sama, it was just that a man needed my help, I just don’t have the heart to—“ Kakashi says as he scratches his head in confusion on why the hokage wasn’t all too surprised to see him there, in her office, just got back after 4 years.

“Enough with the excuses, jounin. Hand me in your report. After that, go to Shizune-chan, she’ll check you out for any injury, then go home. I’m sure your futon misses a warm body against it.”

“Maaa, hai!”

            Tsunade-sama just couldn’t believe what Ibiki-san had said to her that day. It was like hearing something so impossible and stupid, but you felt it deep in your heart, that it was true. ‘Hokage-sama, at last, we’d found him. He’ll be back here in a week.’

Iruka, again, stares off to space while writing his lecture in the blackboard. ‘Naah, what’s that? It feels like, something.. Or someone..’ He shakes his head to clear impossible thoughts in his mind.

“Iruka-sensei, is there something wrong?” a student of his asks. “No, nothing, Ayame-chan..” Iruka assures his student as he continues to write on the blackboard. ‘Haii, what is up with today..?’

   Kakashi closely looks at his face in the mirror. ‘I still look the same.. humm.. Maybe that’s why Tsunade-sama was not really surprised.’ He quickly turns the faucet, and a sudden gush of water comes out. ‘Except that I’ve grown my hair longer, and.. my eyes seems.. blood shot..’ He steps in the shower and turns the shower knob. ‘A nice shower might be good.. then sleep.. then.. I wonder what he looks like right now..’ Kakashi dreamily closes his eyes and remembers every little detail of the face he just couldn’t forget.

Iruka ends the class, and steps out of the classroom with a heavy feet. He quickly turns to the corner and just stands there for a minute, or so. ‘I don’t know what this is, but I feel something.. My heart.. It hurts.. It was just like when..’ Iruka runs his hand through his hair, and forgets that it isn’t that long as before. ‘So stupid, it’s like I’ve cut it for 2 years now, and kept it like this, short. Even with your own hair, Iruka, you’re just a baka—‘ Iruka closes his eyes and remembers that day when he finally cut his hair. Before that, he’d grown it longer than the usual, and he did not wear a ponytail, it was after a year since.. Then 2 years ago, he decided to cut it, and kept it short until this time. At first, he looks everyday at the mirror, judging himself cruelly on how badly he looked, but gradually, people got use to it, he got use to it, and what the hell, he’s not here anymore to refrain him from cutting his hair. Iruka closes his eyes once more as he felt a hot tear slowly trickling down his cheeks.

Kakashi steps nervously on the last landing of the stair. ‘I hope he’s still here.. But I also hope that he had moved out.. It’s been what? Years, when he was here.’ Kakashi holds on to the rail for support because he feels like he’s wobbling. ‘Stupid, Kakashi, don’t wobble on me now! All you got to do is knock on the door—‘ Kakashi stops short as he feels a charka-signature too familiar not to recognize.

“K-kakashi-ss-an..?”

Kakashi quickly turns on his feet, eyeing the owner of the all-too-familiar charka-signature, who, apparently just got home.

“Hi there, Iruka-san.. Long time, no see..” Kakashi greets, as he reluctantly raises his hand to a wave, smiling down, his eyes on arc.

Fandom: Naruto
Pairings: yaoi, Kakashi x Iruka (of kors!^^)
Title: WEIRD AND SWEET (for the xmas theme no. 4--snowflakes)
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Rating: a.. G?
Comments/Notes: wee^^ 2nd fanfic! can you tell im excited? Hihi^^ hope you enjoy! and open to comments of course! thank you!^^ here it is:



"Iruka, stop that.."

"N-noh, thwis es sho muchh funh.."

"Stop it! You'll get germs doing that.."

"Nho, i whell nhot.."

Kakashi can do nothing but stare at his lover. Sure, Kakashi thought Iruka was quite weird, okay, really weird, when he finally got the chance to really know the academy-sensei, but this was extreme, okay, a bit extreme. Iruka was the only one he knows who does this.

"You know what, you're weird.."

"Lhlook whu's thalkinggg.."

"Why do you always do that? eversince the snow began.."

Iruka finally stopped what he was doing. "Because, my dad, mom and I used to do this back in the days when you know, whenever the snow began to fall.."

"O.." Kakashi's cold stare quickly turned into a warm gaze to Iruka.

"So that's why.. "

"Aha.. So how do you do it?"

"You want to try it?!" Iruka laughingly asked Kakashi.

"Yeah, I think it's fun.." Iruka saw a blush forming fast on the visible part of his lover's masked face. "But you said I'll get germs in this! Hihi!" Iruka continued to laugh.

"Oh, well, got to try it, besides I like gross stuff--hey! Just tell me how'd you do it!

"Okay, just stick out your tongue like this--meehh--and catch it."

"Okay--meehh--owh, iets ggoud.. iets sweethe.."

"Seeh.. iets funh, and sweethe.. Snowflhakes are sweethe.."

Snowflakes are indeed sweet. But this is weird. Okay, really weird. But really, look who's talking. Hihi. KAkashi thought as he smirked to himself.